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What is this phlattothrat? Is it from Marathon, or
where did you assemble these songs of a rope-twister?
Well, to a fine place from a fine place did I
bring them, lest I be seen garnering from the same meadow as Phrynichos.
But this guy gets them from everywhere, from little whores,
Meletus' drinking songs, Carian flute solos,
Dirges, dances. This will all be made clear immediately.
Someone bring in a lyre. And yet, what need
of a lyre for this guy? Where's the girl who clacks the castanets? Hither, Muse of Euripides,
for whom these songs are appropriate to sing.
This Muse never did the Lesbian thing, oh no..