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Alas! the situation grows more and more strained! the intensity of the thing is just frightful.

’Tis beyond belief. But to work! summon your Commissioners, and let us patch up the best peace we may.

Ah! our men too, like wrestlers in the arena, cannot endure a rag over their bellies; ’tis an athlete’s malady, which only exercise can remedy.

Can anybody tell us where Lysistrata is? Surely she will have some compassion on our condition.

Look! ’tis the very same complaint. (Addressing the Athenian.) Don’t you feel of mornings a strong nervous tension?

Yes, and a dreadful, dreadful torture it is! Unless peace is made very soon, we shall find no resource but to fuck Clisthenes.

Take my advice, and put on your clothes again; one of the fellows who mutilated the Hermæ might see you.