Lysistrata by Aristophanes
page 68 of 119 (57%)
page 68 of 119 (57%)
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But they refused because some idiotic old decree's in force. O this strange passion for decrees nothing on earth can check, Till someone puts a foot out tripping you, and slipping you Break your neck. -----------------------File: 064.png---------------------------- LYSISTRATA _enters in dismay_. WOMEN Dear Mistress of our martial enterprise, Why do you come with sorrow in your eyes? LYSISTRATA O 'tis our naughty femininity, So weak in one spot, that hath saddened me. WOMEN What's this? Please speak. LYSISTRATA Poor women, O so weak! WOMEN |
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