WOMAN (beginning another duet)
Suppose I up and broke your jaw for you!
I am not a bit afraid of you.
Suppose I let fly a good kick at you?
I should see your thing then.
You would see that, for all my age, it is very well plucked.
LYSISTRATA (rushing out of the Acropolis)
Ho there! come quick, come quick!
ONE OF THE WOMEN
What is it? Why these cries?
A man! a man! I see him approaching all afire with the flames of
love. Oh! divine Queen of Cyprus, Paphos and Cythera, I pray you still
be propitious to our enterprise.
Where is he, this unknown foe?