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Pisthetaerus enters, with a crown on his head; he is accompanied by Basileia.
 Fall back! to the right! to the left! advance! Fly around this happy mortal, whom Fortune loads with her blessings. Oh! oh! what grace! what beauty! 
Oh, marriage so auspicious for our city! All honor to this man! 'tis through him that the birds are called to such glorious destinies. Let your nuptial hymns, your nuptial songs, greet  him and his Basileia!