Lysistrata   

Set the bowl down on the ground, and lay your hands on the victim.


....Almighty goddess, Persuasion, and thou, bowl, boon comrade of joy


and merriment, receive this our sacrifice, and be propitious to us


poor women!


CLEONICE (as LYSISTRATA pours the wine into the bowl)


Oh! the fine red blood! how well it flows!


LAMPITO


And what a delicious bouquet, by Castor!


CLEONICE


Now, my dears, let me swear first, if you please.


LYSISTRATA


No, by Aphrodite, unless it's decided by lot. But come, then,


Lampito, and all of you, put your hands to the bowl; and do you,


Cleonice, repeat for all the rest the solemn terms I am going to


recite. Then you must all swear, and pledge yourselves by the same


promises,-I will have naught to do whether with lover or husband...


CLEONICE (faintly)


I will have naught to do whether with lover or husband...


LYSISTRATA


Albeit he come to me with an erection...


CLEONICE (her voice quavering)


Albeit he come to me with an erection... (in despair) Oh!