![]() To dream of horses! And I, I am nearly dead, when I see the moon bringing How to look after his long locks, to show himself off in his chariot and It's vain to think of sleep with all these expenses, this stable, theseĭebts, which are devouring me, thanks to this fine cavalier, who only knows He lies down Come! let me nestle in well and snore too, if it be possible.oh! misery, Who never wakes the whole long night, but, wrapped in his five coverlets,įarts away to his heart's content. Now I may not even chastise my own slaves. Curses on the war! has it not done me ills enough? The cock crow long ago and my slaves are snoring still! Ah! Ah! It wasn't ![]() ![]() STREPSIADES sitting up Great gods! will these nights never end? will daylight never come? I heard The latter is small and dingy the in, terior of the former is shown and two beds are seen, each occupied. In the background are two houses, that of Strepsiades and that of Socrates, the Thoughtery.
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