σιγῇς ὦ κάκιστʼ ἀπολουμένα; §779πάλιν τυ ἀποισῶ ναὶ τὸν Ἑρμᾶν οἴκαδις. §780κοῒ κοΐ. §781αὕτα ʼστὶ χοῖρος; §781bνῦν γε χοῖρος φαίνεται. §782ἀτὰρ ἐκτραφείς γε κύσθος ἔσται. §782bπέντʼ ἑτῶν, §783σάφʼ ἴσθι, ποττὰν ματέρʼ εἰκασθήσεται. §784ἀλλʼ οὐδὲ θύσιμός ἐστιν αὑτηγί. §784bσά μάν; §785πᾷ δʼ οὐχὶ θύσιμός ἐστι; §785bκέρκον οὐκ ἔχει. §786νεαρὰ γάρ ἐστιν· ἀλλὰ δελφακουμένα §787ἑξεῖ μεγάλαν τε καὶ παχεῖαν κἠρυθράν. §788ἀλλʼ αἰ τράφειν λῇς, ἅδε τοι χοῖρος καλά. §789ὡς ξυγγενὴς ὁ κύσθος αὐτῆς θατέρᾳ. §790ὁμοματρία γάρ ἐστι κἠκ τωὐτῶ πατρός. §791αἰ δʼ ἂν παχυνθῇ κἀναχνοιανθῇ τριχί, §792κάλλιστος ἔσται χοῖρος Ἀφροδίτᾳ θύειν. §793ἀλλʼ οὐχὶ χοῖρος τἀφροδίτῃ θύεται. §794οὐ χοῖρος Ἀφροδίτᾳ; μόνᾳ γα δαιμόνων.
Are you silent, you wretched thing doomed to die miserably?" "By Hermes, I will carry you back home again." "Squeak, squeak." "Is this a piglet?" "Now indeed it seems to be a piglet." "But when it is grown up, it will be a cunt." "In five years," "know well, she will be just like her mother." "But this one here is not even fit for sacrifice." "How so indeed?" "In what way is she not fit for sacrifice?" "She has no tail." "For she is young; but when she grows into a sow," "she will have a large, thick, and red one." "But if you want to rear her, this is a fine piglet for you." "How sisterly her cunt is to the other's!" "For she is of the same mother and from the same father." "And if she becomes fat and covered with hair," "she will be a most beautiful piglet to sacrifice to Aphrodite." "But a piglet is not sacrificed to Aphrodite." "No piglet to Aphrodite?
§795καὶ γίνεταί γα τᾶνδε τᾶν χοίρων τὸ κρῆς §796ἅδιστον ἂν τὸν ὀδελὸν ἐμπεπαρμένον. §797ἤδη δʼ ἄνευ τῆς μητρὸς ἐσθίοιεν ἄν; §798ναὶ τὸν Ποτειδᾶν καί κʼ ἄνις γα τῶ πατρός. §799τί δʼ ἐσθίει μάλιστα; §799bπάνθʼ ἅ κα διδῷς. §800αὐτὸς δʼ ἐρώτη. §800bχοῖρε χοῖρε. §800cκοῒ κοΐ. §801τρώγοις ἂν ἐρεβίνθους; §801bκοῒ κοῒ κοΐ.
To her alone of the deities!" "And the meat of these piglets indeed becomes" "sweetest when pierced upon a spit." "And would they already eat without their mother?" "Yes, by Poseidon, and even without their father." "And what does she eat most?" "Whatever you give her." "Ask her yourself." "Piglet, piglet." "Squeak, squeak." "Would you eat chickpeas?" "Squeak, squeak, squeak." "What then?
§803τί δαὶ σύ; τρώγοις ἄν; §803bκοῒ κοῒ κοΐ. §804ὡς ὀξὺ πρὸς τὰς ἰσχάδας κεκράγατε. §805ἐνεγκάτω τις ἔνδοθεν τῶν ἰσχάδων §806τοῖς χοιριδίοισιν.
Would you eat them?" "Squeak, squeak, squeak." "How shrilly you squeal for the figs." "Let someone bring some figs from inside" "for the piglets.
ἆρα τρώξονται;
Will they eat them?
βαβαί, §807οἷον ῥοθιάζουσʼ ὦ πολυτίμηθʼ Ἡράκλεις.
My word," "how they gobble them up, O highly honored Heracles!" "Where are these piglets from?
§808ποδαπὰ τὰ χοιρίʼ; ὡς Τραγασαῖα φαίνεται. §809ἀλλʼ οὔτι πάσας κατέτραγον τὰς ἰσχάδας. §810ἐγὼ γὰρ αὐτᾶν τάνδε μίαν ἀνειλόμαν. §811νὴ τὸν Δίʼ ἀστείω γε τὼ βοσκήματε· §812πόσου πρίωμαί σοι τὰ χοιρίδια; λέγε.
They seem to be from Tragasae." "But they did not eat up all the figs." "For I myself picked up this single one of them." "By Zeus, they are indeed a charming pair of beasts." "For how much should I buy the piglets from you?
§813τὸ μὲν ἅτερον τούτων σκορόδων τροπαλίδος, §814τὸ δʼ ἅτερον, αἰ λῇς, χοίνικος μόνας ἁλῶν. §815ὠνήσομαί σοι· περίμενʼ αὐτοῦ. §815bταῦτα δή. §816Ἑρμᾶ ʼμπολαῖε τὰν γυναῖκα τὰν ἐμὰν §817οὕτω μʼ ἀποδόσθαι τάν τʼ ἐμωυτῶ τʼ ἐμωυτῶ ματέρα. §818ὦνθρωπε ποδαπός; §818bχοιροπώλας Μεγαρικός. §819τὰ χοιρίδια τοίνυν ἐγὼ φανῶ ταδὶ §820πολέμια καὶ σέ. §820bτοῦτʼ ἐκεῖνʼ, ἵκει πάλιν §821ὅθενπερ ἀρχὰ τῶν κακῶν ἁμῖν ἔφυ. §822κλάων μεγαριεῖς. οὐκ ἀφήσεις τὸν σάκον;
Speak." "The one of them for a bunch of garlic," "and the other, if you like, for a single choenix of salt." "I will buy them from you; wait right here." "Very well indeed." "O Hermes of the market, may I sell my wife" "in this way, and my own mother too!" "You there, where are you from?" "A Megarian pig-merchant." "Then I denounce these piglets here" "as contraband, and you too!" "There it is, it comes again," "the very source from which our troubles arose." "You will weep, Megarian.
§823Δικαιόπολι Δικαιόπολι φαντάδδομαι.
Will you not let go of the sack?" "Dicaeopolis! Dicaeopolis! I am being denounced!" "By whom?
§824ὑπὸ τοῦ; τίς ὁ φαίνων σʼ ἐστίν;
Who is denouncing you?
ἁγορανόμοι, §825τοὺς συκοφάντας οὐ θύραζʼ ἐξείρξετε; §826τί δὴ μαθὼν φαίνεις ἄνευ θρυαλλίδος; §827οὐ γὰρ φανῶ τοὺς πολεμίους; §827bκλάων γε σύ, §828εἰ μὴ ʼτέρωσε συκοφαντήσεις τρέχων. §829οἷον τὸ κακὸν ἐν ταῖς Ἀθάναις τοῦτʼ ἔνι. §830θάρρει Μεγαρίκʼ· ἀλλʼ ἧς τὰ χοιρίδιʼ ἀπέδου §831τιμῆς, λαβὲ ταυτὶ τὰ σκόροδα καὶ τοὺς ἅλας, §832καὶ χαῖρε πόλλʼ. §832bἀλλʼ ἁμὶν οὐκ ἐπιχώριον. §833πολυπραγμοσύνη νυν ἐς κεφαλὴν τράποιτʼ ἐμοί. §834ὦ χοιρίδια πειρῆσθε κἄνις τῶ πατρὸς §835παίειν ἐφʼ ἁλὶ τὰν μᾶδδαν, αἴκα τις διδῷ.
Market-inspectors," "will you not drive the sycophants out of doors?" "What did you learn that you denounce without a wick?" "For shall I not denounce the enemy?" "To your cost indeed," "unless you run elsewhere to play the informer." "What an evil this is that exists in Athens!" "Cheer up, Megarian; but for the price you sold the piglets," "take this garlic and these salts," "and fare very well." "But that is not our native custom." "Then may my meddlesomeness turn upon my own head." "O piglets, try, even without your father," "to eat your barley-cake with salt, if anyone gives you some." "The man is indeed happy.
Have you not heard how" "the business of his plan proceeds?
καρπώσεται γὰρ ἁνὴρ §838ἐν τἀγορᾷ καθήμενος· §839κἂν εἰσίῃ τις Κτησίας §840ἢ συκοφάντης ἄλλος, οἰμώζων §841καθεδεῖται· §842οὐδʼ ἄλλος ἀνθρώπων ὑποψωνῶν σε πημανεῖ τι, §843οὐδʼ ἐξομόρξεται Πρέπις τὴν εὐρυπρωκτίαν σοι, §844οὐδʼ ὠστιεῖ Κλεωνύμῳ· §845χλαῖναν δʼ ἔχων φανὴν δίει §846κοὐ ξυντυχών σʼ Ὑπέρβολος §847δικῶν ἀναπλήσει· §848οὐδʼ ἐντυχὼν ἐν τἀγορᾷ πρόσεισί σοι βαδίζων §849Κρατῖνος ἀεὶ κεκαρμένος μοιχὸν μιᾷ μαχαίρᾳ, §850ὁ περιπόνηρος Ἀρτέμων, §851ὁ ταχὺς ἄγαν τὴν μουσικήν, §852ὄζων κακὸν τῶν μασχαλῶν §853πατρὸς Τραγασαίου· §854οὐδʼ αὖθις αὖ σε σκώψεται Παύσων ὁ παμπόνηρος §855Λυσίστρατός τʼ ἐν τἀγορᾷ, Χολαργέων ὄνειδος, §856ὁ περιαλουργὸς τοῖς κακοῖς, §857ῥιγῶν τε καὶ πεινῶν ἀεὶ §858πλεῖν ἢ τριάκονθʼ ἡμέρας §859τοῦ μηνὸς ἑκάστου. §860ἴττω Ἡρακλῆς ἔκαμόν γα τὰν τύλαν κακῶς· §861κατάθου τὺ τὰν γλάχωνʼ ἀτρέμας Ἰσμηνία· §862ὑμὲς δʼ ὅσοι Θείβαθεν αὐληταὶ πάρα §863τοῖς ὀστίνοις φυσῆτε τὸν πρωκτὸν κυνός.
For the man will reap the fruits" "sitting in the market;" "and even if some Ctesias enters," "or another sycophant, he will sit down" "wailing;" "nor will any other man harm you by forestalling your market," "nor will Prepis wipe off his wide-arsedness upon you," "nor will you jostle with Cleonymus;" "but having a bright cloak you will pass through," "and Hyperbolus, meeting you, will not" "fill you with lawsuits;" "nor will Cratinus, meeting you in the market, approach you as he walks," "with his hair always cut like an adulterer with a single blade," "that utter rogue Artemon," "the one too swift in music," "smelling bad under his armpits" "of his father of Tragasae;" "nor again will Pauson the utter scoundrel mock you," "nor Lysistratus in the market, the disgrace of the Cholargians," "he who is thoroughly steeped in evils," "shivering and starving always," "more than thirty days" "of each month." "By Heracles, I have sorely tired my shoulder!" "Put down the pennyroyal gently, Ismenias." "And as many of you as are pipers from Thebes," "blow the dog's arse with your bone flutes." "Stop, to the crows with you!
§864παῦʼ ἐς κόρακας. οἱ σφῆκες οὐκ ἀπὸ τῶν θυρῶν;
Will the wasps not get away from the doors?"