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Strepsiades.
Then I will shout with a very loud
shout: Ho! Weep, you petty-usurers, both you and your principals, and your compound interests! For you can no longer do me any harm, because such a son is being reared for me in this house,
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shining with a double-edged tongue, for my guardian, the preserver of my house, a mischief to my enemies, ending the sadness of the great woes of his father. Him do thou run and summon from within to me.
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Socrates goes into the house.
Then I will shout with a very loud
shout: Ho! Weep, you petty-usurers, both you and your principals, and your compound interests! For you can no longer do me any harm, because such a son is being reared for me in this house,
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shining with a double-edged tongue, for my guardian, the preserver of my house, a mischief to my enemies, ending the sadness of the great woes of his father. Him do thou run and summon from within to me.
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Socrates.
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O child! O son! Come forth from the house! Hear your father!
Re-enter Socrates leading in Phidippides. Lo, here is the man!
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1
O child! O son! Come forth from the house! Hear your father!
Re-enter Socrates leading in Phidippides. Lo, here is the man!
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Strepsiades.
O my dear, my dear!
O my dear, my dear!
Socrates.
Take your son and depart.
Exit Socrates.Take your son and depart.
Clouds. Aristophanes. William James Hickie (Translator). London. 1853.
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