Lysistrata   

will,-but to rob us of the sweetest thing in all the world, Lysistrata


darling!


LYSISTRATA (to MYRRHINE)


And you?


MYRRHINE


Yes, I agree with the others; I too would sooner go through the


fire.


LYSISTRATA


Oh, wanton, vicious sex! the poets have done well to make


tragedies upon us; we are good for nothing then but love and lewdness!


But you, my dear, you from hardy Sparta, if you join me, all may yet


be well; help me, second me, I beg you.


LAMPITO


'Tis a hard thing, by the two goddesses it is! for a woman to


sleep alone without ever a strong male in her bed. But there, peace


must come first.


LYSISTRATA


Oh, my darling, my dearest, best friend, you are the only one


deserving the name of woman!


CLEONICE


But if-which the gods forbid-we do refrain altogether from what