DICAEOPOLIS

Ah! Great gods!

LAMACHUS

Why do you embrace me?

DICAEOPOLIS

And why do you bite me?

LAMACHUS

'Twas a cruel score I was paying back!

DICAEOPOLIS

Scores are not evened at the Feast of Cups!

LAMACHUS

Oh! Paean, Paean!

DICAEOPOLIS

But to-day is not the feast of Paean.

LAMACHUS

Oh! support my leg, do; ah! hold it tenderly, my friends!

DICAEOPOLIS

And you, my darlings, take hold of this, both of you!

LAMACHUS

This blow with the stone makes me dizzy; my sight grows dim.

DICAEOPOLIS

For myself, I want to get to bed; I am bursting with lustfulness,

I want to be bundling in the dark.

LAMACHUS

Carry me to the surgeon Pittalus.

DICAEOPOLIS

Take me to the judges. Where is the king of the feast?

The wine-skin is mine!

LAMACHUS

That spear has pierced my bones; what torture I endure!

DICAEOPOLIS

You see this empty cup! I triumph! I triumph!

CHORUS

Old man, I come at your bidding! You triumph! you triumph!

DICAEOPOLIS

Again I have brimmed my cup with unmixed wine and drained it at

a draught!

CHORUS

You triumph then, brave champion; thine is the wine-skin!

DICAEOPOLIS

Follow me, singing "Triumph! Triumph!"

CHORUS

Aye! we will sing of thee, thee and thy sacred wine-skin, and we all,

as we follow thee, will repeat in thine honour, "Triumph, Triumph!"

End of The Project Gutenberg Etext of The Acharnians

by Aristophanes

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