[[281]] For all the tuneful melodies of pipes πήκτιδες
Are lost, the lyre, and monaulos too.

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And Araros, in his Birth of Pan, says—

But he, can you believe it? seized at once
On the monaulos, and leapt lightly forth.

And Anaxandrides, in his Treasure, says—

I the monaulos took, and sang a wedding song.

And in his Bottle-bearer he says—

A.What have you done, you Syrian, with your monaulos?
B.What monaulos?
A.The reed.

And Sopater, in his Bacchis, says—

And then he sang a song on the monaulos.