What shall I sing?
ALCIBIADES.

Nay, choose for yourself.
CHARICLEA.

Then I will sing an old Ionian hymn, which is chanted every spring at the feast of Venus, near Miletus.

I used to sing it in my own country when I was a child; and--ah, Alcibiades! ALCIBIADES.

Dear Chariclea, you shall sing something else.