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
CLEONICE (as LYSISTRATA pours the wine into the bowl)
Oh! the fine red blood! how well it flows!
And what a delicious bouquet, by Castor!
Now, my dears, let me swear first, if you please.
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...
I will have naught to do whether with lover or husband...
Albeit he come to me with an erection...
CLEONICE (her voice quavering)
Albeit he come to me with an erection... (in despair) Oh!