Then laughter, outbursts ruder and more rude,
Through which, with silver point, a fluting pierced,
And ever "Open, open, Bacchos bids!"
But at last—one authoritative word,
One name of an immense significance:
For Euthukles rose up, threw wide the door.
There trooped the Choros of the Comedy
Crowned and triumphant; first, those flushed Fifteen,
Men that wore women's garb, grotesque disguise.
Then marched the Three,—who played Mnesilochos,