Aristophanes, Lysistrata, ed. F. W. Hall, ed. William M. Geldart, 286

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Χορὸς γερόντων

ἀλλʼ αὐτὸ γάρ μοι τῆς ὁδοῦ

λοιπόν ἐστι χωρίον

τὸ πρὸς πόλιν τὸ σιμόν, οἷ σπουδὴν ἔχω·

χὤπως ποτʼ ἐξαμπρεύσομεν

τοῦτʼ ἄνευ κανθηλίου.
290

ὡς ἐμοῦ γε τὼ ξύλω τὸν ὦμον ἐξιπώκατον·

ἀλλʼ ὅμως βαδιστέον,

καὶ τὸ πῦρ φυσητέον,

μή μʼ ἀποσβεσθὲν λάθῃ πρὸς τῇ τελευτῇ τῆς ὁδοῦ.

φῦ φῦ.
295

ἰοὺ ἰοὺ τοῦ καπνοῦ.

Lysistrata. Aristophanes. ed. F. W. Hall, ed. William M. Geldart. Oxford. 1907.

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Λυσιστράτη (Greek) (Aristophanes. Aristophanis Comoediae, Vol. 2. Hall, F. W. and Geldart, William M., editors. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1907.)

Translations (2)

Lysistrata (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Jack Lindsay). Migrated from Perseus legacy XML; source wording and notes retained. See TEI header and migration inventory.) — 286 focus

Chorus of MEN

Ah, now, there's but a little space

To reach the place!
330

A deadly climb it is, a tricky road

With all this bumping load:

A pack-ass soon would tire....

How these logs bruise my shoulders! further still

Jog up the hill,
335

And puff the fire inside,

Or just as we reach the top we'll find it's died.

Ough, phew!

I choke with the smoke.

English (Sanjaya, generated; selected passages) (OCR draft) Experimental (Source: pnadelofficial/aristophanes-sanjaya, commit c319590c139e5603e71f0699caa0663d823af8ad. Machine-generated source annotations retained; see Sanjaya import audit for coverage and limitations.) — 286 focus

Chorus of old men: But for me, the road itself...

Chorus of old men: Well then, there is a place.

Chorus of old men: the part towards the city, which I pursue with zeal;

Chorus of old men: And how, I wonder, shall we ever shine forth?

Chorus of old men: This without the cantharus.

290

Chorus of old men: how, if I had been given two pieces of wood, I would have hit the shoulder!

Chorus of old men: But still, one must walk,

Chorus of old men: And the fire must be blown on,

Chorus of old men: May I not be extinguished unnoticed at the end of the road.

Chorus of old men: phoo phoo.

295

Chorus of old men: Oh, oh, the smoke!

Aristophanes Lysistrata 286

ed. F. W. Hall, ed. William M. Geldart

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