PAN
On the whole, I do not get on as well as I ought here—much worse than I expected; and yet I dis- pelled the mighty hue and cry of the barbarians. In spite of that, they come up only two or three times a year, pick out and sacrifice in my honour a he-goat with a powerful goatish smell, and then feast on the meat, making me a mere witness of their good cheer and paying their respects to me only with their noise. However, their laughter and fun afford me some amusement.
PAN
What do you mean by philosophers? Those gloomy fellows, flocking together, with beards like mine, who talk so much?
