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Aristophanes, Birds (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 1525 (search)
Pisthetaerus What! there are other gods besides you, barbarian gods who dwell above Olympus? Prometheus If there were no barbarian gods, who would be the patron of Execestides? Pisthetaerus And what is the name of these gods? Prometheus Their name? Why, the Triballi. Pisthetaerus Ah, indeed! 'tis from that no doubt that we derive the word ‘tribulation.' Prometheus Most likely. But one thing I can tell you for certain, namely, that Zeus and the celestial Triballi are going to send deputies here to sue for peace. Now don't you treat with them, unless Zeus restores the scepter to the birds and gives you Basileia in marriage. Pisthetaerus Who is this Basileia? Prometheus A very fine young damsel, who makes the lightning for Zeus; all things come from her, wisdom, good laws, virtue, the fleet, calumnies, the public paymaster and the triobolus. Pisthetaerus Ah! then she is a sort of general manageress to the god. Prometheus Yes, precisely. If he gives you her for your wife, yours
Aristophanes, Birds (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 1372 (search)
The Parricide departs, and the dithyrambic poet Cinesias arrives. Cinesias Singing. “On my light pinions I soar off to Olympus; in its capricious flight my Muse flutters along the thousand paths of poetry in turn ...” Pisthetaerus This is a fellow will need a whole shipload of wings. Cinesias Singing. “... and being fearless and vigorous, it is seeking fresh outlet.” Pisthetaerus Welcome, Cinesias, you lime-wood man! Why have you come here twisting your game leg in circles? Cinesias Singing. “I want to become a bird, a tuneful nightingale.” Pisthetaerus Enough of that sort of ditty. Tell me what you want. Cinesias Give me wings and I will fly into the topmost airs to gather fresh songs in the clouds, in the midst of the vapors and the fleecy snow. Pisthetaerus Gather songs in the clouds? Cinesias 'Tis on them the whole of our latter-day art depends. The most brilliant dithyrambs are those that flap their wings in empty space and are clothed in mist and dense obscurity
Aristophanes, Birds (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 859 (search)
Pisthetaerus To the flute-player. Enough! but, by Heracles! what is this? Great gods! I have seen many prodigious things, but I never saw a muzzled raven.The Priest arrives.Priest! it's high time! Sacrifice to the new gods. Priest I begin, but where is the man with the basket? Pray to the Hestia of the birds, to the kite, who presides over the hearth, and to all the god and goddess-birds who dwell in Olympus . . . Pisthetaerus Oh! Hawk, the sacred guardian of Sunium, oh, god of the storks! Priest . . . to the swan of Delos, to Leto the mother of the quails, and to Artemis, the goldfinch . . . Pisthetaerus It's no longer Artemis Colaenis, but Artemis the goldfinch. Priest . . . to Bacchus, the finch and Cybele, the ostrich and mother of the godsand mankind. . . Pisthetaerus Oh! sovereign ostrich Cybele, mother of Cleocritus! Priest . . . to grant health and safety to the Nephelococcygians as well as to the dwellers in Chios . . . Pisthetaerus The dwellers in Chios! Ah!
Aristophanes, Birds (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 769 (search)
Second Semi-Chorus Singing. So the swans on the banks of the Hebrus, tiotiotiotiotiotinx, mingle their voices to serenade Apollo, tiotiotiotinx, flapping their wings the while, tiotiotiotinx; their notes reach beyond the clouds of heaven; they startle the various tribes of the beasts; a windless sky calms the waves, totototototototototinx; all Olympus resounds, and astonishment seizes its rulers; the Olympian graces and Muses cry aloud the strain, tiotiotiotinx.
Aristophanes, Birds (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 685 (search)
less egg in the bosom of the infinite deeps of Erebus, and from this, after the revolution of long ages, sprang the graceful Eros with his glittering golden wings, swift as the whirlwinds of the tempest. He mated in deep Tartarus with dark Chaos, winged like himself, and thus hatched forth our race, which was the first to see the light.That of the Immortals did not exist until Eros had brought together all the ingredients of the world, and from their marriage Heaven, Ocean, Earth and the imperishable race of blessed gods sprang into being. Thus our origin is very much older than that of the dwellers in Olympus. We are the offspring of Eros; there are a thousand proofs to show it. We have wings and we lend assistance to lovers. How many handsome youths, who had sworn to remain insensible, have opened their thighs because of our power and have yielded themselves to their lovers when almost at the end of their youth, being led away by the gift of a quail, a waterfowl, a goose, or a cock.
Aristophanes, Birds (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 592 (search)
! you will make a most profitable venture.” Euelpides I shall buy a trading-vessel and go to sea. I will not stay with you. Pisthetaerus You will discover treasures to them, which were buried in former times, for you know them. Do not all men say, “None knows where my treasure lies, unless perchance it be some bird.” Euelpides I shall sell my boat and buy a spade to unearth the vessels. Leader of the Chorus And how are we to give them health, which belongs to the gods? Pisthetaerus If they are happy, is not that the chief thing towards health? The miserable man is never well. Leader of the Chorus Old Age also dwells in Olympus. How will they get at it? Must they die in early youth? Pisthetaerus Why, the birds, by Zeus, will add three hundred years to their life. Leader of the Chorus From whom will they take them? Pisthetaerus From whom? Why, from themselves. Don't you know the cawing crow lives five times as long as a man? Euelpides Ah! ah! these are far better kings for us than
Aristophanes, Birds (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 550 (search)
how will mankind recognize us as gods and not as jays? Us, who have wings and fly? Pisthetaerus You talk rubbish! Hermes is a god and has wings and flies, and so do many other gods. First of all, Victory flies with golden wings, Eros is undoubtedly winged too, and Iris is compared by Homer to a timorous dove. Euelpides But will not Zeus thunder and send his winged bolts against us? Pisthetaerus If men in their blindness do not recognize us as gods and so continue to worship the dwellers in Olympus? Then a cloud of sparrows greedy for corn must descend upon their fields and eat up all their seeds; we shall see then if Demeter will mete them out any wheat. Euelpides By Zeus, she'll take good care she does not, and you will see her inventing a thousand excuses. Pisthetaerus The crows too will prove your divinity to them by pecking out the eyes of their flocks and of their draught-oxen; and then let Apollo cure them, since he is a physician and is paid for the purpose. Euelpides Oh! don