What are you
shouting
for?
Aristophanes
Epops will tell us.
What is this bird?
EPOPS. 'Tis not one of those you are used to seeing; 'tis a bird from the
marshes.
PISTHETAERUS. Oh! oh! but he is very handsome with his wings as crimson
as flame.
EPOPS. Undoubtedly; indeed he is called flamingo. [203]
EUELPIDES. Hi! I say! You!
PISTHETAERUS.
What are you shouting for?
EUELPIDES. Why, here's another bird.
PISTHETAERUS. Aye, indeed; 'tis a foreign bird too. What is this bird
from beyond the mountains with a look as solemn as it is stupid?
EPOPS. He is called the Mede. [204]
PISTHETAERUS. The Mede! But, by Heracles! how, if a Mede, has he flown
here without a camel?
EUELPIDES. Here's another bird with a crest.
PISTHETAERUS. Ah!
EPOPS. 'Tis not one of those you are used to seeing; 'tis a bird from the
marshes.
PISTHETAERUS. Oh! oh! but he is very handsome with his wings as crimson
as flame.
EPOPS. Undoubtedly; indeed he is called flamingo. [203]
EUELPIDES. Hi! I say! You!
PISTHETAERUS.
What are you shouting for?
EUELPIDES. Why, here's another bird.
PISTHETAERUS. Aye, indeed; 'tis a foreign bird too. What is this bird
from beyond the mountains with a look as solemn as it is stupid?
EPOPS. He is called the Mede. [204]
PISTHETAERUS. The Mede! But, by Heracles! how, if a Mede, has he flown
here without a camel?
EUELPIDES. Here's another bird with a crest.
PISTHETAERUS. Ah!
