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And why do you take such care of us,

And keep us so safe at home,

And are never easy a moment,

If ever we chance to roam?

When you ought to be thanking heaven

That your Plague is out of the way—

You all keep fussing and fretting—

"Where is my Plague to-day?"

If a Plague peeps out of the window,

Up go the eyes of the men;

If she hides, then they all keep staring

Until she looks out again.

But Euripides, supposed (with a good deal of theatrical licence) to have been summoned by the message so oddly despatched, does not appear to his rescue. "It must be because he is so ashamed of his Palamedes," says Mnesilochus—"I'll try some device from another of his tragedies—I'll be Helen, that's his last—I've got the woman's dress on, all ready." And he proceeds to quote, from the tragedy of that name, her invocation to her husband Menelaus to come to her aid. This second appeal is successful; the poet enters, dressed in that character; and a long dialogue takes place between the two, partly in quotation and partly in parody of the words of the play,—to the considerable mystification of the assembled women. But it is in vain that the representative of Menelaus tries to take his Helen "back with him to Sparta." The police arrive, and Mnesilochus is put in the stocks. And there he remains, though various devices from other tragedies, which give occasion for abundant parody, are tried to rescue him: forming a scene which, supposing