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By Zeus! it's no longer [640] the time to delay and loiter like Nicias; let us act as promptly as possible.... In the first place, come, enter my nest built of brushwood and blades of straw, and tell me your names. Pisthetaerus
That is soon done; my name is Pisthetaerus, and his, [645] Euelpides, of the deme Crioa. Epops
Good! and good luck to you. Pisthetaerus
We accept the omen. Epops
Come in here. Pisthetaerus
Very well, you are the one who must lead us and introduce us. Epops
Come then. Pisthetaerus
Pisthetaerus starts to fly away, then stops himself.
Oh! my god! do come back here. Hi! tell us how [650] we are to follow you. You can fly, but we cannot. Epops
Well, well. Pisthetaerus
Remember Aesop's fables. It is told there that the fox fared very badly, because he had made an alliance with the eagle. Epops
Be at ease. You shall eat a certain root [655] and wings will grow on your shoulders. Pisthetaerus
Then let us enter. Xanthias and Manodorus, pick up our baggage.
Aristophanes. Birds. The Complete Greek Drama, vol. 2. Eugene O'Neill, Jr. New York. Random House. 1938.
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