Aristophanes Poems

They're always abusing the women,
As a terrible plague to men:
They say we're the root of all evil,
And repeat it again and again;
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Awake! awake!
Sleep no more, my gentle mate!
With your tiny tawny bill,
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CLOUD-MAIDENS that float on forever,
Dew-sprinkled, fleet bodies, and fair,
Let us rise from our Sire's loud river,
Great Ocean, and soar through the air
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If A veteran author had wished to engage
Our assistance to-day, for a speech from the stage,
We scarce should have granted so bold a request:
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Hither, come hither, ye Clouds renowned, and unveil yourselves
here;
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How sweet it is to see the new-sown cornfield fresh and even,
With blades just springing from the soil that only ask a shower
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Oh, 'tis sweet, when fields are ringing
With the merry cricket's singing,
Oft to mark with curious eye
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Our poet has never as yet
Esteemed it proper or fit
To detain you with a long
Encomiastic song
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Halcyons ye by the flowing sea
Waves that warble twitteringly,
Circling over the tumbling blue,
Dipping your down in its briny dew,
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Be not surprised, most excellent spectators,
If I that am a beggar have presumed
To claim an audience upon public matters,
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