There is yet another question she has just put to me. Who rules
It's Hyperbolus who now holds empire on the Pnyx. (To PEACE)
What now? you turn away your head!
She is vexed, that the people should give themselves a wretch of
Oh! we shall not employ him again; but the people, seeing
themselves without a leader, took him haphazard, just as a man, who is
naked, springs upon the first cloak he sees.
She asks, what will be the result of such a choice by the city?