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Clouds, Line 32-40: Twisting all night

The son murmurs about grooming his horse. The father complains of a "demarch" in the bedding, and the son tells him to let him sleep.

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Pheidippides

ἄπαγεápageleadτὸνtòntheἵππονhípponhorseἐξαλίσαςexalísasrollοἴκαδεoíkadehome.

Strepsiades

ἀλλʼall’butὦô—μέλʼmél’my good boyἐξήλικαςexḗlikasyou have rolledἐμέemémeγʼg’—ἐκekout ofτῶνtôn—ἐμῶνemônmy property

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