Full Of Wiles, Full Of Guile, At

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.

Quickly, Bring Me A Beaker Of Wine, So That I May Wet My Mind And Say Something Clever.

There Is No Beast, No Rush Of Fire, Like Woman So Untamed. She Calmly Goes Her Way Where Even Panthers Would Be Shamed.

Open Your Mind Before Your Mouth

High Thoughts Must Have High Language.