Birds. Aristophanes. . 2026-09-08.
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Chorus: O dear one, O beautiful one,
Chorus: O dearest of birds
Chorus: of all, my fellow-drinkers
Chorus: Of songs, nightingales raised together,
Chorus: You came, you came, you appeared,
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Chorus: bringing a sweet sound to me.
Chorus: But O, beautiful-voiced crower,
Chorus: with flutes, morning sounds,
Chorus: Lead the antepast.
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English (Sanjaya, generated; selected passages) (OCR draft) (English) (Source: pnadelofficial/aristophanes-sanjaya, commit c319590c139e5603e71f0699caa0663d823af8ad. Machine-generated source annotations retained; see Sanjaya import audit for coverage and limitations.)
Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.
Editions (1)
Ὄρνιθες Perseus (Aristophanes. Aristophanis Comoediae, Vol. 1. Hall, F. W. and Geldart, William M., editors. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1906.) — 676 focus
Χορός
ὦ φίλη, ὦ ξουθή,
ὦ φίλτατον ὀρνέων
πάντων, ξύννομε τῶν ἐμῶν
ὕμνων, ξύντροφʼ ἀηδοῖ,
ἦλθες ἦλθες ὤφθης,
680
ἡδὺν φθόγγον ἐμοὶ φέρουσʼ.
ἀλλʼ ὦ καλλιβόαν κρέκουσʼ
αὐλὸν φθέγμασιν ἠρινοῖς,
ἄρχου τῶν ἀναπαίστων.
ὦ φίλη, ὦ ξουθή,
ὦ φίλτατον ὀρνέων
πάντων, ξύννομε τῶν ἐμῶν
ὕμνων, ξύντροφʼ ἀηδοῖ,
ἦλθες ἦλθες ὤφθης,
680
ἡδὺν φθόγγον ἐμοὶ φέρουσʼ.
ἀλλʼ ὦ καλλιβόαν κρέκουσʼ
αὐλὸν φθέγμασιν ἠρινοῖς,
ἄρχου τῶν ἀναπαίστων.
Translations (2)
Birds Perseus (Aristophanes. The Complete Greek Drama, Vol. 2. Anonymous, translator. O'Neill, Eugene; Oates, Whitney Jennings, editors. New York: Random House, 1938 (printing).)
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Birds (OCR draft) Experimental (Anonymous translation, 1938 compilation; legacy Perseus source migration. Preserved separately from the revised canonical perseus-eng2 at the project owner's request.) — 676 focus
Chorus
Singing.
Lovable golden bird, whom I cherish above all others, you, whom I associate with all my songs, nightingale,
680
you have come, you have come, to show yourself to me and to charm me with your notes. Come, you, who play spring melodies upon the harmonious flute, lead off our anapests.
Lovable golden bird, whom I cherish above all others, you, whom I associate with all my songs, nightingale,
680
you have come, you have come, to show yourself to me and to charm me with your notes. Come, you, who play spring melodies upon the harmonious flute, lead off our anapests.