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Chorus
Singing.
You, who remain here, get chopped wood [1025] and everything needed for the sacrifice ready. Trygaeus
Don't I look like a diviner preparing his mystic fire? Chorus
Undoubtedly. Will anything that a wise man ought to know escape you? Don't you know all that a man should know, [1030] who is distinguished for his wisdom and inventive daring? Trygaeus
There! the wood catches. Its smoke blinds poor Stilbides. I am now going to bring the table and thus be my own slave. He goes into the house.
Chorus
[1035] You have braved a thousand dangers to save your sacred town. All honor to you! your glory will be ever envied.
Aristophanes. Peace. The Complete Greek Drama, vol. 2. Eugene O'Neill, Jr. New York. Random House. 1938.
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