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altars? How pale he was in his purple robes! He had come to crave an


army of us; it was the time when Messenia was pressing you sore, and


the Sea-god was shaking the earth. Cimon marched to your aid at the


head of four thousand hoplites, and saved Lacedaemon. And, after


such a service as that, you ravage the soil of your benefactors!


MAGISTRATE


They do wrong, very wrong, Lysistrata.


LACONIAN ENVOY


We do wrong, very wrong. (Looking at the goddess) Ah! great


gods! what a lovely bottom Peace has!


LYSISTRATA


And now a word to the Athenians. Have you no memory left of how,


in the days when you wore the tunic of slaves, the Laconians came,


spear in hand, and slew a host of Thessalians and partisans of Hippias


the tyrant? They, and they only, fought on your side on that


eventful day; they delivered you from despotism, and thanks to them


our nation could change the short tunic of the slave for the long


cloak of the free man.


LACONIAN ENVOY (looking at LYSISTRATA)


I have never see a woman of more gracious dignity.


MAGISTRATE (looking at PEACE)

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