THE FROGS
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ΛΥθ renew the tuneful strain.
Brekeke-kesh, koash, koash. Bacchus. I disdain — (Hang the pain !) us
All your nonsense, noise, and trash.
O, my blister ! O, my sjjrain ! Frogs. Brekeke-kesh, koash, koash.
Friends and. Frogs, we must display
All our powers of voice to-day ; 120
Suffer not this stranger here.
With fastidious foreign ear.
To confound us and abash.
Brekeke-kesh, koash, koash. Bacchus. Well, my spirit is not broke, 125
If it 's only for the joke,
I '11 outdo you with a croak.
Here it goes, (yei^y loztd} "Koash, koash." Frogs. Xow for a glorious croaking crash, (^Still louder).
Brekeke-kesh, koash, koash. ωο
Bacchus {^splashing icith his oar^.
I '11 disperse you with a splash. Frogs. Brekeke-kesh, koash, koash. Bacchus. I '11 subdue
Your rebellious, noisy crew —
Have amongst you there, slap-dash. 135
[Strikes at them. Frogs. Brekeke-kesh, koash, koash.
AVe defy your oar and you. Charon. Hold I We 're ashore just — shift your oar. Get out. — Now pay for your fare.
Bacchus. There — there it is — the twopence.^
' A small coin was pat into the mouth of the corpse as a fee for Charuu.
