Mix And Knead Together All

Lysistrata: Oh, Calonicé, My Heart Is On Fire; I Blush For Our Sex. Men Will Have It We Are Tricky And Sly...calonicé: And They Are Quite Right, Upon My Word!lysistrata: Yet, Look You, When The Women Are Summoned To Meet For A Matter Of The Last Importance, They Lie Abed Instead Of Coming.calonicé: Oh, They Will Come, My Dear; But 'tis Not Easy You Know, For A Woman To Leave The House. One Is Busy Pottering About Her Husband; Another Is Getting The Servant Up; A Third Is Putting Her Child Asleep Or Washing The Brat Or Feeding It.

These Impossible Women! How They Do Get Around Us! The Poet Was Right: Can't Live With Them, Or Without Them!

It Is Bad Taste For A Poet To Be Coarse And Hairy.

The Wise Learn Many Things From Their Enemies.

A Truce To Idle Phrases!