Demosthenes: Men of the cavalry, come here; now is the time. O Simon,
Demosthenes: 'Oh Panaitius, aren't you driving towards the right horn?'
Demosthenes: Men, close! But defend yourself and turn back again.
Demosthenes: The dust is obvious that they are lying there together.
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Demosthenes: But defend yourself and pursue him and make him turn tail.
Chorus of Knights: Strike, strike the cunning and horse-shaking man.
Chorus of Knights: and the tax-collector, and the chasm, and Charybdis of plunder,
Chorus of Knights: Cunning and cunning; for often I will say it.
Chorus of Knights: For this fellow was a rogue many times during the day.
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Chorus of Horsemen: but strike and pursue and confuse and confuse!
Chorus of Knights: And you shall be loathed, for we too will shout it out.
Chorus of Knights: Beware lest he escape you; for he knows the ways,
Chorus of Knights: Just as Eukrates was fleeing straight from the corybants.
Cleon: O old men, sun-bathers, brothers of the obol,
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Cleon: Whom I feed, shouting, both just and unjust,
Cleon: Help me, as I am being beaten by conspirators.
Chorus: You do it justly, since you are devouring the common property before you have drawn lots.
Chorus: and you squeeze them while pressing, checking those who are responsible,
Chorus: whoever of them is raw or ripe or not ripe,
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Chorus: And if you know any one of them to be idle and gaping,
Chorus: having brought down, having slandered from the Chersonese, having anchored
Chorus: Then, turning your own shoulder, you stumbled.
Chorus: And you look carefully among the citizens as to who is a lamb-shearer,
Chorus: rich and not wicked and trembling over the affairs.
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Cleon: You are pressing the attack? But I, men, am being beaten because of you,
Cleon: because I was about to express my opinion as being just in the city.
Cleon: It is to set up a monument of your bravery.
Chorus: What a bluffer, what a braggart! You saw how he carries himself!
Chorus: As if he is treating us old men like cobblers?
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Chorus: But if he wins in this way, he will be struck in this way.
Chorus: But if he ever leans back from the right, his leg will be shattered.
Cleon: O city and people, how I am being gorged by what beasts!
Chorus: And you have shouted, just as always destroying the city?
Cleon: But I will turn you to flight first with this noise.
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Chorus: but if you are victorious in the shouting, you are a jackdaw;
Chorus: If he passes you with impudence, then our pyramus [is done].
Cleon: This man I accuse, and I say that he is to be brought forward.
Cleon: pickles for the triremes of the Peloponnesians.
Sausage-seller: Yes, by Zeus, and I [want] this one, because it has an empty belly.
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Sausage-Seller: Having run into the Prytaneion, then again he throws it with full force.
Demosthenes: By Zeus, he is indeed bringing out the secret things, along with bread and meat.
Demosthenes: And a piece, for which Pericles was never deemed worthy.