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Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 1024 (search)
. Messenger What do you mean? Why have you said this? Do you rejoice at the misfortunes of my master, woman? sung Chorus Leader I, a foreign woman, rejoice with foreign songs; for no longer do I cower in fear of chains. Messenger Do you think Thebes so lacking in men? sung Chorus Leader Dionysus, Dionysus, not Thebes, holds my allegiance. Messenger You may be forgiven, but still it is not good to rejoice at troubles once they have actually taken place, women. sung Chorus Leader Tell me, misfortunes of my master, woman? sung Chorus Leader I, a foreign woman, rejoice with foreign songs; for no longer do I cower in fear of chains. Messenger Do you think Thebes so lacking in men? sung Chorus Leader Dionysus, Dionysus, not Thebes, holds my allegiance. Messenger You may be forgiven, but still it is not good to rejoice at troubles once they have actually taken place, women. sung Chorus Leader Tell me, speak, what kind of a death did he die, the unjust man who did unjust things?
Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 1244 (search)
Kadmos O grief beyond measuring, one which I cannot stand to see, that you have performed murder with miserable hands. Having cast down a fine sacrificial victim to the gods, you invite Thebes and me to a banquet. Alas, first for your troubles, then for my own. How justly, yet too severely, lord Bromius the god has destroyed us, though he is a member of our own family. Agave How morose and sullen in its countenance is man's old age! I hope that my son is a good hunter, taking after his mother's ways, when he goes after wild beasts together with the young men of Thebes. But all he can do is fight with the gods. You must admonish him, father. Who will call him here to my sight, so that he may see how lucky I am? Kadmos Alas, alas! When you realize what you have done you will suffer a terrible pain. But if you remain forever in the state you are in now, though hardly fortunate, you will not imagine that you are unfortunate. Agave But what of these matters is not right, or what is
Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 912 (search)
Dionysus You who are eager to see what you ought not and hasty in pursuit of what ought not to be pursued—I mean you, Pentheus, come forth before the house, be seen by me, wearing the clothing of a woman, of an inspired maenad, a spy upon your mother and her company. Pentheus emerges. In appearance you are like one of Kadmos' daughters. Pentheus Oh look! I think I see two suns, and twin Thebes, the seven-gated city. And you seem to lead me, being like a bull and horns seem to grow on your head. But were you ever before a beast? For you have certainly now become a bull. Dionysus The god accompanies us, now at truce with us, though formerly not propitious. Now you see what you should see. Pentheus How do I look? Don't I have the posture of Ino, or of my mother Agave? Dionysus Looking at you I think I see them. But this lock of your hair has come out of place, not the way I arranged it under your headband. Pentheus I displaced it indoors, shaking my head forwards and backward
Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 642 (search)
<> Dionysus You reproach Dionysus for what is his glory. Pentheus I order you to close up all the towers around. Dionysus Why? Do gods not pass over walls too? Pentheus You are wise, wise at least in all save what you should be wise in. Dionysus I was born wise in all that I should be. Enter a messenger Listen first to the words of this man, who has come from the mountain to bring you some message. I will await you, I will not try to escape. Messenger Pentheus, ruler of this land of Thebes, I have come from Kithairon, where the bright flakes of white snow never melt. Pentheus What important news do you come to bring? Messenger Having seen the holy Bacchae, who goaded to madness have darted from this land with their fair feet, I have come to tell you and the city, lord, that they are doing terrible things, beyond marvel. I wish to hear whether I should tell you in free speech the situation there or whether I should repress my report, for I fear, lord, the quickness of your
Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 1368 (search)
Agave Farewell, house, farewell, city of my forefathers. In misfortune I leave you, a fugitive from my chamber. Kadmos Go now, child, to the land of Aristaeus . . . Agave I grieve for you, father. Kadmos And I for you, child, and I weep for your sisters. Agave Terribly indeed has lord Dionysus brought this misery to your home. Dionysus Yes, for I suffered terrible things at your hands, with my name not honored in Thebes. Agave Farewell, my father. Kadmos Farewell, unhappy daughter; and yet you cannot easily fare well. Agave Lead me, escorts, where I may take my pitiful sisters as companions to my exile. May I go where accursed Kithairon may not see me, nor I see Kithairon with my eyes, nor where a memorial of a thyrsos has been dedicated; let these concern other Bacchae. Chorus Many are the forms of divine things, and the gods bring to pass many things unexpectedly; what is expected has not been accomplished, but the god has found out a means for doing things unthought
Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 519 (search)
Chorus . . . Daughter of Achelous, venerable Dirce, happy virgin, you once received the child of Zeus in your streams, when Zeus his father snatched him up from the immortal fire and saved him in his thigh, crying out: “Go, Dithyrambus, enter this my male womb. I will make you illustrious, Bacchus, in Thebes, so that they will call you by this name.” But you, blessed Dirce, reject me with my garland-bearing company about you. Why do you refuse me, why do you flee me? I swear by the cluster-bearing delight of Dionysus' vine that you will have a care for Brom
Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 476 (search)
is thyrsos from your hands. Dionysus Take it from me yourself. I bear it as the ensign of Dionysus. Pentheus We will guard your body within, in prison. Dionysus The god himself will release me, whenever I want. Pentheus Yes, when you call him, standing among the Bacchae. Dionysus Even now he see my sufferings from close by. Pentheus Where is he? He is not visible to my eyes. Dionysus Near me; but you, being impious, do not see him. Pentheus To attendants Seize him; he insults me and Thebes! Dionysus I warn you not to bind me, since I am in my senses and you are not. Pentheus And I, more masterful than you, bid them to bind you. Dionysus You do not know why you live, or what you are doing, or who you are. Pentheus I am Pentheus, son of Echion and Agave. Dionysus You are well-suited to be miserable in your name.Punning on pe/nqos, grief. Pentheus Go. To attendants Shut him up near the horse stable, so that he may see only darkness. To Dionysus Dance there; and as for the
Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 434 (search)
chains of the public prison, are set loose and gone, and are gamboling in the meadows, invoking Bromius as their god. Of their own accord, the chains were loosed from their feet and keys opened the doors without human hand. This man has come to Thebes full of many wonders. You must take care of the rest. Pentheus Release his hands, for caught in the nets he is not so swift as to escape me. But your body is not ill-formed, stranger, for women's purposes, for which reason you have come to ThebThebes. For your hair is long, not through wrestling, scattered over your cheeks, full of desire; and you have a white skin from careful preparation, hunting after Aphrodite by your beauty not exposed to strokes of the sun, but beneath the shade. First then tell me who your family is. Dionysus I can tell you this easily, without boasting. I suppose you are familiar with flowery Tmolus. Pentheus I know of it; it surrounds the city of Sardis. Dionysus I am from there, and Lydia is my fatherland.
Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 343 (search)
eone go quickly to the seat where he watches the flights of birds, upset and overturn it with levers, turning everything upside down; and release his garlands to the winds and storms. In this way I will especially wound him. And some of you hunt throughout the city for this effeminate stranger, who introduces a new disease to women and pollutes our beds. If you catch him, bring him here bound, so that he might suffer as punishment a death by stoning, having seen a bitter Bacchic revelry in Thebes. Teiresias O wretched man, how little you know what you are saying! You are mad now, and even before you were out of your wits. Let us go, Kadmos, and entreat the god, on behalf of him, though he is savage, and on behalf of the city, to do no ill. But follow me with the ivy-clad staff, and try to support my body, and I will try to support yours; it would be shameful for two old men to fall down. But let that pass, for we must serve Bacchus, the son of Zeus. Beware lest Pentheus bring trou
Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 105 (search)
Chorus O Thebes, nurse of Semele, crown yourself with ivy, flourish, flourish with the verdant yew bearing sweet fruit, and crown yourself in honor of Bacchus with branches of oak or pine. Adorn your garments of spotted fawn-skin with fleeces of white sheep, and sport in holy games with insolent thyrsoi The thyrsos is a staff that is crowned with ivy and that is sacred to Dionysus and an emblem of his worship.. At once all the earth will dance— whoever leads the sacred band is Bromius—to the mountain, to the mountain, where the crowd of women waits, goaded away from their weaving by Diony
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