Leader of the Chorus: Weak mortals, chained to the earth, creatures of clay as frail as the foliage of the woods, you unfortunate race, whose life is but darkness, as unreal as a shadow, the illusion of a dream.
(tr. O'Neill 1938, Perseus)
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Chorus [leader]: Come now, ye men, in nature darkling, like to the race of leaves, of little might, figures of clay, shadowy feeble tribes, wingless creatures of a day, miserable mortals, dream-like men.
(tr. Hickie 1853, vol. 1, p. 338)Aristophanes
Leader of the Chorus: An insult directed at the wicked is not to be censured; on the contrary, the honest man, if he has sense, can only applaud.
(tr. O'Neill 1938, Perseus)Aristophanes
Leader of the Chorus: Let's see. What shall our city be called? [...]
Euelpides: Some name borrowed from the clouds, from these lofty regions in which we dwell — in short, some well-known name.
Pisthetaerus: Do you like Nephelococcygia?
(tr. O'Neill 1938, Perseus)Aristophanes
Chorus [of Birds]: Man is a truly cunning creature.
(abridged tr. O'Neill 1938, Perseus)Aristophanes
Chorus: [We] must look beneath every stone, lest it conceal some orator ready to sting us.
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