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Chorus
Singing
It's past belief to be so criminal and so imprudent! Mnesilochus
Ah! you're not near the end of it yet. Chorus
[710] Little I care whence you come; you shall not return to boast of having acted so odiously with impunity, for you shall be punished. Mnesilochus
You won't do it, by the gods! Chorus
[715] And what immortal would protect you for your crime? Mnesilochus
You talk in vain! I shall not let go the child. Chorus
By the goddesses, you will not laugh presently [720] over your crime and your impious speech. For with impiety, as 'tis meet, shall we reply to your impiety. [725] Soon fortune will turn round and overwhelm you. Leader of the Chorus
Come there, bring some firewood. Let's roast the wretch as quickly as we can.
Aristophanes. Women at the Thesmophoria. The Complete Greek Drama, vol. 2. Eugene O'Neill, Jr. New York. Random House. 1938.
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