Thesmophoriazusae. Aristophanes. . 2026-09-08.
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Chorus: Advance with your feet the well-strung [lyre].
Chorus: I will sing of the bow-bearing one
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Chorus: Artemis, pure mistress.
Chorus: hail, O you who work from afar,
Chorus: Shout for victory!
Chorus: But Hera, the perfect one,
Chorus: Let us sing, as is proper,
Chorus: She mocks all the choruses and
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Chorus: She guards the marriage keys.
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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)
Θεσμοφοριάζουσαι Perseus (Aristophanes. Aristophanis Comoediae, Vol. 2. Hall, F. W. and Geldart, William M., editors. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1907.) — 969 focus
Χορός
πρόβαινε ποσὶ τὸν εὐλύραν
μέλπουσα καὶ τὴν τοξοφόρον
970
Ἄρτεμιν ἄνασσαν ἁγνήν.
χαῖρʼ ὦ ἑκάεργε,
ὄπαζε δὲ νίκην·
Ἥραν δὲ τὴν τελείαν
μέλψωμεν ὥσπερ εἰκός,
ἣ πᾶσι τοῖς χοροῖσιν ἐμπαίζει τε καὶ
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κλῇδας γάμου φυλάττει.
πρόβαινε ποσὶ τὸν εὐλύραν
μέλπουσα καὶ τὴν τοξοφόρον
970
Ἄρτεμιν ἄνασσαν ἁγνήν.
χαῖρʼ ὦ ἑκάεργε,
ὄπαζε δὲ νίκην·
Ἥραν δὲ τὴν τελείαν
μέλψωμεν ὥσπερ εἰκός,
ἣ πᾶσι τοῖς χοροῖσιν ἐμπαίζει τε καὶ
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κλῇδας γάμου φυλάττει.
Translations (1)
Thesmophoriazusae (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Anonymous; 1938 compilation). Migrated from Perseus legacy XML; source wording and notes retained. See TEI header and migration inventory.) — 969 focus
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Chorus
Start off
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while you sing to the god of the lyre and to the chaste goddess armed with the bow. Hail! thou god who flingest thy darts so far, grant us the victory! The homage of our song is also due to Here, the goddess of marriage,
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who interests herself in every chorus and guards the approach to the nuptial couch.
Start off
970
while you sing to the god of the lyre and to the chaste goddess armed with the bow. Hail! thou god who flingest thy darts so far, grant us the victory! The homage of our song is also due to Here, the goddess of marriage,
975
who interests herself in every chorus and guards the approach to the nuptial couch.