Bdelycleon
Eh! by Zeus! you would not have put them to flight so easily if they had fed on the verses of Philocles. Chorus
It is clear to all the poor that tyranny has [465] attacked us sorely. Proud emulator of Amynias, you, who only take pleasure in doing ill, see how you are preventing us from obeying the laws of the city; you do not even seek a pretext or any plausible excuse, [470] but claim to rule alone. Bdelycleon
Hold! A truce to all blows and brawling! Had we not better confer together and come to some understanding? Chorus
Confer with you, the people's foe! with you, a royalist [475] and accomplice of Brasidas, you with your woollen-fringed coat and your long beard?