Titus Maccius Plautus — Amphitryo (1519)

Whose are you now?
So. Yours, for you have rendered me yours with your fists.
I call for faith, O Theban citizens!
Me. The executioner is still shouting. Speak, why have you come?
So. So that there might be someone for you to beat with your fists.
Me. Whose are you?
So. I am the companion of Amphitryon, I say, Sosia.
Me. Therefore, because you say you are the companion, you will be beaten for your vanity. I am Sosia—not you.
So. May the gods grant that you are instead, so that I may endure you to be the winner.
Me. Are you still muttering?
So. I shall be silent now.
Me. Who is your master?
So. Whomever you wish.
Me. What then? How are you called now?
So. No one, unless you order it.
Me. You were saying that you were Amphitryon's servant, Sosia.
So. I had erred, for I wished to say that I am his companion.
Me. I knew there was no servant Sosia for us except for myself. Logic escapes you.
So. I wish your fists had done that.
Me. I am that Sosia whom you were saying earlier you were.
So. I beseech you, by the peace, let me speak to you, so that I may not be beaten.
Me. Rather, let there be a truce for a little while, if you wish to say anything.
So. I will not speak unless peace is made, since you are stronger with your fists.
Me. Say what you wish, I will not do harm.
So. Do I trust your word?
Me. Trust is given.
So. What if you deceive me?
Me. Then Mercury will be angry at Sosia.
So. Pay attention, now I am allowed to speak freely.
I am Amphitryon’s servant, Sosia.
Me. Again?
So. I have made peace, I have made a treaty, I am telling the truth.
Me. Be beaten.
So. As you please; do what pleases you, since you are stronger with your fists.
But however you act, I will certainly not keep silent about this: you will never make me anything but Sosia while I am alive. By Pollux, you will never alienate me from being our own.