Bird Some: torotix torotix.
Pisthetaerus: Oh good, but this man here and some bird is coming.
Euelpides: By Zeus, it is indeed a bird. Who is it? Not surely a cow, is it?
Pisthetaerus: This man himself will tell us: Who is this bird?
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hoopoe: this one is not one of the usual birds that you always see,
Euelpides: By Zeus, he is handsome and wears a crimson cloak.
Epops: quite rightly; for his name is also 'red-winged'.
Euelpides: 'This one, by Zeus!'
Pisthetaerus: Why are you bellowing?
Euelpides: another bird is this one.
Pisthetaerus: By Zeus, this fellow too is another with a sallow complexion.
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Pisthetaerus: Who is that strange, bird-loving, mountain-climbing bird?
Epos: His name was Medos.
Pisthetairos: A Mede? O lord Heracles!
Pisthetaerus: Then how did a Median, without a camel, get inside?
Euelpides: Another bird, this one, has seized the crest.
Pisthetaerus: What is this omen, I wonder? Were you not the only one who was a hoopoe,
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Pisthetaerus: But even this one is another?
Epos: This man here is Philocleon's.
Epops: From an epops, and I am his grandfather, as if you were saying.
Epops: Hipponikos, son of Kallias, and Kallias, son of Hipponikos.
Pisthetaerus: Is this Callias a bird? He flies with his feathers!
Euelpides: for since he is noble, he is plucked by sycophants,
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Euelpides: And the females pull out his feathers.
Pisthetaerus: O Poseidon, here comes another diving bird!
Pisthetaerus: Who will ever be called this man?
Epopus: This fellow is a glutton.
Pisthetaerus: For is there another glutton besides Cleonymus?
Eupolid: So how, being Kleonymos, would he not have lost his crest?
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Pisthetaerus: But, tell me, what is this pluming of the birds?
Pisthetaerus: Have I come to the stadium?
The hoopoe: Just as the Carians, then,
Hoopoe: They dwell on the hills, good man, for the sake of security.
Pisthetaerus: Oh Poseidon, do you not see what a great evil has gathered together?
Pisthetaerus: Of birds?
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Euelpides: O lord Apollo of the cloud. Iu, iou,
Euelpides: There is no longer even a glimpse of the entrance as they fly above.
Epops: This one is a partridge, but that one, by Zeus, is a quail.
Epops: this one is a hoopoe, and that one is a kingfisher.
Pisthetaerus: For who is behind her?
Epopos: Who is he? A Kerylos.
Pisthetaerus: for is it a hoopoe, a bird?
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Epops: 'For isn't there Sporgilos?'
Epopos: And this one too is an owl.
Euelpides: What do you say? Who has brought an owl to Athens?
Eupops: a greenfinch, a lark, a thrush, a pigeon.
Epops: a hawk, a sparrowhawk, a cuckoo, a red-legged kingfisher, a fire-fly.
Cormorant: purple-dyed, net-diving, vine-pecking, night-jar, oak-pecking.
Pisthetaerus: Io, io of the birds, io, io of the hawks;
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Pisthetaerus: How they chirp and run, shouting as they go.
Pisthetaerus: Are they threatening us, then? Alas, they have their mouths wide open!
Pisthetaerus: And they see you and me.
Euelpides: This also seems so to me.