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Lysistrata   



(Enter the LACONIAN ENVOYS afflicted like their herald.) Hail to you,


first of all, Laconians; then tell us how you fare.


LACONIAN ENVOY


No need for many words; you can see what a state we are in.


LEADER OF CHORUS OF OLD MEN


Alas! the situation grows more and more strained! the intensity of


the thing is simply frightful.


LACONIAN ENVOY


It's beyond belief. But to work! summon your Commissioners, and


let us patch up the best peace we may.


LEADER OF CHORUS OF OLD MEN


Ah! our men too, like wrestlers in the arena, cannot endure a


rag over their bellies; it's an athlete's malady, which only


exercise can remedy.


(The MAGISTRATE returns; he too now has an evident reason to


desire peace.)



MAGISTRATE


Can anybody tell us where Lysistrata is? Surely she will have some


compassion on our condition.


LEADER OF CHORUS OF OLD MEN (pointing)


Look! now he has the very same complaint. (To the MAGISTRATE)

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