Chorus of Women: mistress of this affair and counsel,
Chorus of Women: Why have you come out of the house in such a gloomy mood?
Lysistrata: Works of bad women and a female mind.
Lysistrata: She makes me sad to walk up and down.
Chorus of Women: What do you say? What do you say?
710
Chorus of Women: But what is terrible? Tell your own friends.
Lysistrata: But it is shameful to speak and heavy to remain silent.
Chorus of Women: Do not now hide from me the evil that we have suffered.
Lysistrata: Let us get on with it, in as few words as possible.
715
Lysistrata: Why are you shouting 'Live!' again? But this is how it is.
Lysistrata: I shall hold them back no longer.
Lysistrata: Such is it from the men; for they are running away.
Lysistrata: the one who first opens the door.
720
Lysistrata: I have taken over the temple of Pan.
Lysistrata: but again the one who has been dragged back from the turning-wheel,
Lysistrata: the one who deserted, the one who was a prostitute on the sparrows'
Lysistrata: already intending to fly down
Lysistrata: Yesterday I pulled out Orsilochus's hair.
725
Lysistrata: all the excuses so that they might depart home
Lysistrata: They are dragging them. Indeed, one of them is already coming.
Lysistrata: Where are you running to?
Woman A: I want to go home.
Woman A: for she is at home, she has Milesian wool for me.
Woman A: being cut down by your troops.
730
Lysistrata: Are you not here again?
Woman A: But I shall come soon, by the two goddesses.
Woman A: Just enough to spread over the bed.
Lysistrata: do not spread out, nor go anywhere.
Woman A: But let them perish, the goods?
Lysistrata: If this will be needed.
WOMAN B: Woe is me, woe to me for the woman from Amorgos,
735
Woman B: whom I have left behind unthreshed at home.
Lysistrata: the day after tomorrow
Lysistrata: She is setting out for the saltless Amorgos.
Lysistrata: Go back here.
Woman B: but by the Morning Star
Woman B: I, having stripped off [my clothes], am going upstairs at once.
Lysistrata: Do not strike me. For if you begin this, you,
740
Lysistrata: Another woman will wish to do the same thing.
Woman G: O Lady Eileithyia, hold back the birth!
Woman G: Until I have come to a sacred place.
Lysistrata: Why are you talking nonsense about these things?
Woman 3: I will give birth immediately and very quickly.
Lysistrata: But you weren't pregnant yesterday.
745
Woman G: But take me home, as quickly as possible, to the midwife, O Lysistrata.
Woman G: Send her away as soon as possible.
Lysistrata: What story are you telling?
Lysistrata: What is the matter with that harshness?
