Dikaiopolis: Do you see this one empty? The other one is a kalonikos.
Chorus: Now then, if you are indeed calling for one, old man, a song of victory.
Dikaiopolis: And indeed I also scraped out a ladle full of unmixed wine.
Chorus: Come now, you noble one! Go, taking the wineskin.
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Dikaiopolis: Follow me now, singing, O my dear one, Kalinnikos.
Chorus: But we shall cook for your sake.
Chorus: singing a victory song, we celebrate.
Chorus: you and the wineskin.
Acharnians. Aristophanes. . 2026-09-08.