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First Woman
Where are you flying to? Stop! stop! [690] Ah! miserable woman that I am, he has torn my child from my breast and has disappeared with it. Mnesilochus
Scream as loud as you will, but you'll never feed him again. If you do not let me go this very instant, I am going to cut open the veins of his thighs with this cutlass [695] and his blood shall flow over the altar. First Woman
Oh! great gods! oh! friends, help me! terrify him with your shrieks, triumph over this monster, permit him not to rob me of my only child.
Aristophanes. Women at the Thesmophoria. The Complete Greek Drama, vol. 2. Eugene O'Neill, Jr. New York. Random House. 1938.
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