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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 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 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 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, Knights (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 1 (search)
the background is the house of Demos. Oh! alas! alas! Oh! woe! oh! woe! Miserable Paphlagonian! may the gods destroy both him and his cursed advice! Since that evil day when this new slave entered the house he has never ceased belaboring us with blows. Nicias May the plague seize him, the arch-fiend —him and his lying tales! Demosthenes Hah! my poor fellow, what is your condition? Nicias Very wretched, just like your own. Demosthenes Then come, let us sing a duet of groans in the style of Olympus. Demosthenes and Nicias Boo, hoo! boo, hoo! boo, hoo! boo, hoo! boo, hoo! boo, hoo!! Demosthenes Bah! it's lost labour to weep! Enough of groaning! Let us consider how to save our pelts. Nicias But how to do it! Can you suggest anything? Demosthenes No, you begin. Nicias I cede you the honor. Demosthenes By Apollo! no, not I Nicias in tragic style “Ah! would you but tell me what I should tell you!” Demosthenes Come, have courage! Speak, and then I will say what I think. Nicias I dare not. H<
Aristophanes, Thesmophoriazusae (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 331 (search)
Woman Herald Address your prayers to the gods and goddesses of Olympus, of Delphi, Delos and all other places; if there be a man who is plotting against the womenfolk or who, to injure them, is proposing peace to Euripides and the Medes, or who aspires to usurping the tyranny, plots the return of a tyrant, or unmasks a supposititious child; or if there be a slave who, a confidential party to a wife's intrigues, reveals them secretly to her husband, or who, entrusted with a message, does not deliver the same faithfully; if there be a lover who fulfils naught of what he has promised a woman, whom he has abused on the strength of his lies; if there be an old woman who seduces the lover of a maiden by dint of her presents and treacherously receives him in her house; if there be a host or hostess who sells false measure, pray the gods that they will overwhelm them with their wrath,both them and their families, and that they may reserve all their favours for you.
Aristophanes, Thesmophoriazusae (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 1056 (search)
itiful condition. Mnesilochus And you will repeat them? Euripides I will not fail you. Begin. Mnesilochus “Oh! thou divine Night! how slowly thy chariot threads its way through the starry vault, across the sacred realms of the Air and mighty Olympus.” Euripides Mighty Olympus. Mnesilochus “Why is it necessary that Andromeda should have all the woes for her share?” Euripides For her share. Mnesilochus “Sad death!” Euripides Sad death! Mnesilochus You weary me, old babbler. Euripides OOlympus. Mnesilochus “Why is it necessary that Andromeda should have all the woes for her share?” Euripides For her share. Mnesilochus “Sad death!” Euripides Sad death! Mnesilochus You weary me, old babbler. Euripides Old babbler. Mnesilochus Oh! you are too unbearable. Euripides Unbearable. Mnesilochus Friend, let me talk by myself. Do please let me. Come, that's enough. Euripides That's enough. Mnesilochus Go and hang yourself! Euripides Go and hang yourself! Mnesilochus What a plague! Euripides What a plague! Mnesilochus Fool! Euripides Fool! Mnesilochus Go and howl! Euripides Go and howl! Mnesilochus Go and hang! Euripides Go and hang! Scythian Archer Hey! what are you jabberin
Aristotle, Politics, Book 8, section 1340a (search)
le to everybody （for the pleasure contained in music is of a natural kind, owing to which the use of it is dear to those of all ages and characters）, but to see if its influence reaches also in a manner to the character and to the soul. And this would clearly be the case if we are affected in our characters in a certain manner by it. But it is clear that we are affected in a certain manner, both by many other kinds of music and not least by the melodies of OlympusA Phrygian composer of the seventh century B.C.; for these admittedly make our souls enthusiastic, and enthusiasm is an affection of the character of the soul. And moreover everybody when listening to imitationsMusic dramatically expressing various states of emotion. is thrown into a corresponding state of feeling, even apart from the rhythms and tunes themselves.A probable correction of the Greek gives ‘by the rhythms and tunes themselves, even apart f<
Bacchylides, Epinicians (ed. Diane Arnson Svarlien), Ode 11 For Alexidamus of Metapontion Boys' Wrestling at Delphi Date unknown (search)
Ode 11 For Alexidamus of Metapontion Boys' Wrestling at Delphi Date unknown Victory, giver of sweet gifts—to you alone the father seated on high in golden Olympus, standing beside Zeus, you judge the achievement of excellence for immortals and mortals alike. Be gracious, daughter of Styx with her long hair, the upright judge. For your sake even now Metapontion, the city honored by the gods, is filled with delight and with victory processions of young men with fine limbs. They sing the praises of the Pythian victor, the marvellous son of Phaiscus. The Delos-born son of deep-waisted Leto received him with a propitious eye; and many garlands of flowers fell around Alexidamus on the plain of Cirrha because of his all-conquering powerful wrestling. The sun did not see him, on that particular day, falling to the ground. And I will declare that in the sacred precinct of revered Pelops, beside the beautiful stream of the Alpheus, if someone had n
Demosthenes, Against Midias, section 52 (search)
atitude. The oracle quoted may perfectly well be genuine. for the gifts of the season, Crown each head with a wreath, while incense reeks on the altars. For health sacrifice and pray to Zeus Most High, to Heracles, and to Apollo the Protector; for good fortune to Apollo, god of the streets, to Leto, and to Artemis; and along the streets set wine-bowls and dances, and wear garlands after the manner of your fathers in honor of all gods and all goddesses of Olympus, raising right hands and left in supplication,Translating lita/s, Weil's suggestion. and remember your gifts. unknown
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