ARISTOPHANES' FROGS
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Dionysus.
Then get in front.
Xanthias.
Why, there I see it.—Save us!—A great beast. . . .
Dionysus (cowering behind Xanthias).
What like?
Xanthias.
Horrid! . . . At least it keeps on changing!
It was a bull; now it's a mule; and now
A fair young girl.
Dionysus.
Where is it? Let me at it!
Xanthias.
Stay, sir; it's not a girl now, it's a dog.
Dionysus.
It must be Empusa!
Xanthias.
Yes. At least its head
Is all on fire.
Dionysus.
Has it a leg of brass?
Xanthias.
Yes, that it has. And the other leg of cow-dung.
It's she!
Dionysus.
Where shall I go?
Xanthias.
Well, where shall I?
