Lysistrata. Aristophanes. . 2026-09-08.
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Chorus of old men: Indeed, many unexpected things happen in a long life, alas,
Chorus of old men: For who would ever have expected, O Strymodorus, to hear
Chorus of old men: the women whom we are feeding
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Chorus of old men: a manifest evil at home,
Chorus of old men: For, to have a sacred image,
Chorus of old men: but to take my Acropolis
Chorus of old men: but with wedges and bars
Chorus of old men: Shall we fasten the propylaea?
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Λυσιστράτη Perseus (Aristophanes. Aristophanis Comoediae, Vol. 2. Hall, F. W. and Geldart, William M., editors. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1907.) — 256 focus
Χορὸς γερόντων
ἦ πόλλʼ ἄελπτʼ ἔνεστιν ἐν τῷ μακρῷ βίῳ φεῦ,
ἐπεὶ τίς ἄν ποτʼ ἤλπισʼ ὦ Στρυμόδωρʼ ἀκοῦσαι
γυναῖκας, ἃς ἐβόσκομεν
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κατʼ οἶκον ἐμφανὲς κακόν,
κατὰ μὲν ἅγιον ἔχειν βρέτας,
κατὰ δʼ ἀκρόπολιν ἐμὰν λαβεῖν
μοχλοῖς δὲ καὶ κλῄθροισι
τὰ προπύλαια πακτοῦν;
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ἦ πόλλʼ ἄελπτʼ ἔνεστιν ἐν τῷ μακρῷ βίῳ φεῦ,
ἐπεὶ τίς ἄν ποτʼ ἤλπισʼ ὦ Στρυμόδωρʼ ἀκοῦσαι
γυναῖκας, ἃς ἐβόσκομεν
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κατʼ οἶκον ἐμφανὲς κακόν,
κατὰ μὲν ἅγιον ἔχειν βρέτας,
κατὰ δʼ ἀκρόπολιν ἐμὰν λαβεῖν
μοχλοῖς δὲ καὶ κλῄθροισι
τὰ προπύλαια πακτοῦν;
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Translations (1)
Lysistrata (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Jack Lindsay). Migrated from Perseus legacy XML; source wording and notes retained. See TEI header and migration inventory.) — 256 focus
Chorus of MEN
How upside-down and wrong-way-round a long life sees things grow.
Ah, Strymodorus, who'd have thought affairs could tangle so?
The women whom at home we fed,
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Like witless fools, with fostering bread,
Have impiously come to this—
They've stolen the Acropolis,
With bolts and bars our orders flout
And shut us out.
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How upside-down and wrong-way-round a long life sees things grow.
Ah, Strymodorus, who'd have thought affairs could tangle so?
The women whom at home we fed,
305
Like witless fools, with fostering bread,
Have impiously come to this—
They've stolen the Acropolis,
With bolts and bars our orders flout
And shut us out.
310