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Euripides, Bacchae (ed. T. A. Buckley), line 1330 (search)
mos Gods should not resemble mortals in their anger. Dionysus My father Zeus approved this long ago. Agave Alas! A miserable exile has been decreed for us, old man. Dionysus Why then do you delay what must necessarily be? Kadmos Child, what a terrible disaster we have all come to—unhappy you, your sisters, and unhappy me. I shall reach a foreign land as an aged immigrant. Still it is foretold that I shall bring into Hellas a motley barbarian army. Leading their spears, I, having the fierce nature of a serpent, will bring my wife Harmonia, daughter of Ares, to the altars and tombs of Hellas. I will neither rest from my troubles in my misery, nor will I sail over the downward flowing Acheron and be at peace. Agave O father, I will go into exile deprived of you. Kadmos Why do you embrace me with your hands, child, like a swan for its exhausted gray-haired parent? Agave For where can I turn, banished from my father-land? Kadmos I do not know, child; your father is a poor all