Shrines! Shrines! Surely you don't believe in the gods. What's your argument? Where's your proof?

[Y]ou [man] are fool enough, it seems, to dare to war with [woman=] me, when for your faithful ally you might win me easily.

Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.

Open your mouth and shut your eyes and see what Zeus will send you.

When men drink, then they are rich and successful and win lawsuits and are happy and help their friends. Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.

These impossible women! How they do get around us! The poet was right: Can't live with them, or without them.