LYSISTRATA. 'Tis seven long months since mine left me for Pylos.[402]

LAMPITO. As for mine, if he ever does return from service, he's no sooner

back than he takes down his shield again and flies back to the wars.

LYSISTRATA. And not so much as the shadow of a lover! Since the day the

Milesians betrayed us, I have never once seen an eight-inch-long

_godemiche_ even, to be a leathern consolation to us poor widows.... Now

tell me, if I have discovered a means of ending the war, will you all

second me?

MYRRHINÉ. Yes verily, by all the goddesses, I swear I will, though I have

to put my gown in pawn, and drink the money the same day.[403]

CALONICÉ. And so will I, though I must be split in two like a flat-fish,

and have half myself removed.

LAMPITO. And I too; why, to secure Peace, I would climb to the top of

Mount Taygetus.[404]

LYSISTRATA. Then I will out with it at last, my mighty secret! Oh! sister

women, if we would compel our husbands to make peace, we must refrain....

MYRRHINÉ. Refrain from what? tell us, tell us!

LYSISTRATA. But will you do it?

MYRRHINÉ. We will, we will, though we should die of it.

LYSISTRATA. We must refrain from the male organ altogether.... Nay, why

do you turn your backs on me? Where are you going? So, you bite your

lips, and shake your heads, eh? Why these pale, sad looks? why these

tears? Come, will you do it--yes or no? Do you hesitate?

MYRRHINÉ. No, I will not do it; let the War go on.

LYSISTRATA. And you, my pretty flat-fish, who declared just now they

might split you in two?

CALONICÉ. Anything, anything but that! Bid me go through the fire, if you

will; but to rob us of the sweetest thing in all the world, my dear, dear

Lysistrata!

LYSISTRATA. And you?

MYRRHINÉ. Yes, I agree with the others; I too would sooner go through the

fire.

LYSISTRATA. Oh, wanton, vicious sex! the poets have done well to make

tragedies upon us; we are good for nothing then but love and

lewdness![405] But you, my dear, you from hardy Sparta, if _you_ join me,

all may yet be well; help me, second me, I conjure you.

LAMPITO. 'Tis a hard thing, by the two goddesses[406] it is! for a woman

to sleep alone without ever a standing weapon in her bed. But there,

Peace must come first.

LYSISTRATA. Oh, my dear, my dearest, best friend, you are the only one

deserving the name of woman!

CALONICÉ. But if--which the gods forbid--we do refrain altogether from

what you say, should we get peace any sooner?

LYSISTRATA. Of course we should, by the goddesses twain! We need only sit

indoors with painted cheeks, and meet our mates lightly clad in

transparent gowns of Amorgos[407] silk, and with our "mottes" nicely

plucked smooth; then their tools will stand like mad and they will be

wild to lie with us. That will be the time to refuse, and they will

hasten to make peace, I am convinced of that!

LAMPITO. Yes, just as Menelaus, when he saw Helen's naked bosom, threw

away his sword, they say.

CALONICÉ. But, poor devils, suppose our husbands go away and leave us.

LYSISTRATA. Then, as Pherecrates says, we must "flay a skinned dog,"[408]

that's all.

CALONICÉ. Bah! these proverbs are all idle talk.... But if our husbands

drag us by main force into the bedchamber?

LYSISTRATA. Hold on to the door posts.

CALONICÉ. But if they beat us?

LYSISTRATA. Then yield to their wishes, but with a bad grace; there is no

pleasure for them, when they do it by force. Besides, there are a

thousand ways of tormenting them. Never fear, they'll soon tire of the

game; there's no satisfaction for a man, unless the woman shares it.

CALONICÉ. Very well, if you _will_ have it so, we agree.

LAMPITO. For ourselves, no doubt we shall persuade our husbands to

conclude a fair and honest peace; but there is the Athenian populace, how

are we to cure these folk of their warlike frenzy?

LYSISTRATA. Have no fear; we undertake to make our own people hear

reason.

LAMPITO. Nay, impossible, so long as they have their trusty ships and the

vast treasures stored in the temple of Athené.

LYSISTRATA. Ah! but we have seen to that; this very day the Acropolis

will be in our hands. That is the task assigned to the older women; while

we are here in council, they are going, under pretence of offering

sacrifice, to seize the citadel.

LAMPITO. Well said indeed! so everything is going for the best.

LYSISTRATA. Come, quick, Lampito, and let us bind ourselves by an

inviolable oath.

LAMPITO. Recite the terms; we will swear to them.

LYSISTRATA. With pleasure. Where is our Usheress?[409] Now, what are you

staring at, pray? Lay this shield on the earth before us, its hollow

upwards, and someone bring me the victim's inwards.

CALONICÉ. Lysistrata, say, what oath are we to swear?

LYSISTRATA. What oath? Why, in Aeschylus, they sacrifice a sheep, and

swear over a buckler;[410] we will do the same.

CALONICÉ. No, Lysistrata, one cannot swear peace over a buckler, surely.

LYSISTRATA. What other oath do you prefer?

CALONICÉ. Let's take a white horse, and sacrifice it, and swear on its

entrails.

LYSISTRATA. But where get a white horse from?

CALONICÉ. Well, what oath shall we take then?

LYSISTRATA. Listen to me. Let's set a great black bowl on the ground;

let's sacrifice a skin of Thasian[411] wine into it, and take oath not to

add one single drop of water.

LAMPITO. Ah! that's an oath pleases me more than I can say.

LYSISTRATA. Let them bring me a bowl and a skin of wine.

CALONICÉ. Ah! my dears, what a noble big bowl! what a delight 'twill be

to empty it!

LYSISTRATA. Set the bowl down on the ground, and lay your hands on the

victim.... Almighty goddess, Persuasion, and thou, bowl, boon comrade of

joy and merriment, receive this our sacrifice, and be propitious to us

poor women!

CALONICÉ. Oh! the fine red blood! how well it flows!

LAMPITO. And what a delicious savour, by the goddesses twain!

LYSISTRATA. Now, my dears, let me swear first, if you please.

CALONICÉ. No, by the goddess of love, let us decide that by lot.

LYSISTRATA. Come then, Lampito, and all of you, put your hands to the

bowl; and do you, Calonicé, repeat in the name of all the solemn terms I

am going to recite. Then you must all swear, and pledge yourselves by the

same promises.--"_I will have naught to do whether with lover or

husband...._"

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