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 Elegy and Iambus. with an English Translation by. J. M. Edmonds. Cambridge, MA. Harvard University Press. London. William Heinemann Ltd. 1931. 1.  Elegy and Iambus. with an English Translation by. J. M. Edmonds. Cambridge, MA. Harvard University Press. London. William Heinemann Ltd. 1931. 1. 
  
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 ===== Elegiac Poems ===== ===== Elegiac Poems =====
  
-Phrynichus:—Son of Polyphradmon or of Minyrus; of Athens, writer of tragedy, a pupil of Thespis the first to introduce that art. He was victorious in the 67th Olympiad (510-7 B.C.). This Phrynichus was the first to bring a female character upon the stage, and invented the tetrameter.. His tragedies are these nine, etc.+Phrynichus:—Son of Polyphradmon or of Minyrus; of Athens, writer of tragedy, a pupil of Thespis the first to introduce that art. He was victorious in the 67th Olympiad (510-7 B.C.). This Phrynichus was the first to bring a female character upon the stage, and invented the tetrameter.. His tragedies are these nine, etc.
  
-The art of the dance hath given me as many different steps as a night deadly with storms maketh waves upon the sea.+//The art of the dance hath given me as many different steps as a night deadly with storms maketh waves upon the sea.//
  
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 Hail, motley Muse of green and glade, Jug, jug, tereu, Who, as on leafy ash I sit By hill or dale to music it, Tereu, tereu, dost lend thine aid, While through my brown beak I recite Sacred songs for Pan's delight, And to the Mountain-Mother bring High dance-music for offering, Tereu, tereu, Whence Phrynichus sipt like a bee, Ambrosial brew, A harvest of sweet melody, Jug, jug, tereu. Hail, motley Muse of green and glade, Jug, jug, tereu, Who, as on leafy ash I sit By hill or dale to music it, Tereu, tereu, dost lend thine aid, While through my brown beak I recite Sacred songs for Pan's delight, And to the Mountain-Mother bring High dance-music for offering, Tereu, tereu, Whence Phrynichus sipt like a bee, Ambrosial brew, A harvest of sweet melody, Jug, jug, tereu.
  
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 Aristophanes Birds Aristophanes Birds
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 “Yet Phrynichus the tragedy-writer says of himself:” “Yet Phrynichus the tragedy-writer says of himself:”
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