Strep. On this account therefore my soul, having heard
their voice, flutters, and already seeks to discourse
subtilely, and to quibble about smoke, and having
pricked a maxim with a little notion, to refute the
opposite argument. So that now I eagerly desire, if by
any means it be possible, to see them palpably.

Soc. Look, then, hither, toward Mount Parnes; for now I
behold them descending gently.

Strep. Pray where? Show me.

Soc. See! There they come in great numbers through the
hollows and thickets; there, obliquely.

Strep. What's the matter? For I can't see them.

Soc. By the entrance.

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Strep. Now at length with difficulty I just see them.

Soc. Now at length you assuredly see them, unless you
have your eyes running pumpkins.

Strep. Yes, by Jupiter! O highly honoured Clouds, for
now they cover all things.

Soc. Did you not, however, know, nor yet consider, these