Philocleon
If our assembly is noisy, all say as they pass,
625
"Great gods! the tribunal is rolling out its thunder!" If I let loose the lightning, the richest, aye, the noblest are half dead with terror and crap for fright. You yourself are afraid of me, yea, by Demeter! you are afraid.
630
But may I die if you frighten me.
Wasps. Aristophanes. ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.. New York. 1938.
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