Can only be Balaustion, just her speech!
Ah, but—because speech serves a purpose still!—
He ended with that flourish. I replied:
"Fancy myself your Aristonumos?
Advise me, rather, to remain myself,
Balaustion,—mindful what mere mouse confronts
The forest-monarch Aristophanes!
I who, a woman, claim no quality
Beside the love of all things lovable