The Bacchae by Euripides - Chapter One

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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Chapter one of The Back Eye. This is a LibriVox recording.
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by Tony Addison. The Back Eye by Euripides, translated by
Gilbert Murray. The background represents the front of the castle
of Pentheus, King of Thebes. At one side is visible

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the sacred tomb of Semele, a little enclosure overgrown with
wild vines, with a cleft in the rocky floor of it,
from which there issues at times steam or smoke. The
god Dionysus is discover'd alone, Dionysus, Behold, God's son is

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come unto this land of Thebes, even I Dionysus, whom
the brand of Heaven's hot splendor.

Speaker 2 (01:25):
Lit alike when she who bore.

Speaker 3 (01:28):
Me Cadmus daughter Semelei, died here, so chang'd in shape
from God to man. I walk again by Dursa's streams,
and scan is Manus short. Thereby the castle's side I
see her placed, the tomb of the Lightning's bride, the

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wreck of smoldering chambers, and the great faint wreaths of.

Speaker 2 (01:58):
Fire undying.

Speaker 3 (02:00):
As the hate dies, not that hera.

Speaker 2 (02:04):
Held, for semeleg.

Speaker 3 (02:07):
Aye Cadmus hath done well in purity.

Speaker 2 (02:12):
He keeps this place.

Speaker 3 (02:14):
Apart, inviolate his daughter's sanctuary. And I have set my green,
un clustered vines de rbit round. Far now behind me
lies the golden ground of Lydian and of Phrygian. Far
away the wide hot plains, where Persian's sunbeams plague.

Speaker 2 (02:38):
The Bactrian war holds, and the.

Speaker 3 (02:42):
Storm oppress'd climb of the mead and araby the blest
and Asia, All that by the salt sea lies in
proud and battled cities motley wise of Hellene and Barbarian interwrought.
And now I come to Hellas, having taught all the

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world else my dances and my right of mysteries, to
show me in men's sight manifest God, and first of
helen lands, I cried, thus thebes to waken, set her

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hands to clasp my wand mine ivied javelin, and round
her shoulders hang my wild fawn skin. For they have
scorn'd me whom at least beseem'd. So Meli's sisters mocked
my birth, nor deem'd that Dionysus sprang from Dian's sed.

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My mother sin said they, and in her need, with
Cadmus plotting, cloak'd her human shame with the dread name
of Zeus. For that the flame from heaven consum'd it.
Seeing she lied to God. Thus must they want and

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therefore out my rod on them first fallen and stung
them forth wild eye from empty chambers the bare mountain
side dismayed their home, and all their hearts are flame. Yea,
I have bound upon the necks of them the harness

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of my rights, and with them all the seed of womankind.
From huttoned hall of thieves.

Speaker 2 (04:46):
Hath this my magic goaded out?

Speaker 3 (04:50):
And there, with the old king's daughters in a rout confus'd,
they make their dwelling place between the roofless rocks and
shadow pine trees green. Thus shall this thieves her sorcer
ert smart learn and forget not till she crave her

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part in mine adoring. Thus must I speak clear to
save my mother's fame and crown me here as true
God born by semele to Zeus now CAPD must yieldeth

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up his throne and use of royal honor to his
daughter's son, Pentheus, who on my body hath begun a
war with God. He thrusteth me away from you drink offering,
and when men pray my name entreats not. Therefore on

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his own head and his people's shall my power be
shown then to another land, when all things here are well?
Must I fell onward, making clear my godheads might. But
should this theban town assay with wrath and battle to

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drag down my maids lo in their path, myself shall
be and manic armies battled after me. For this, I
veil my Godhead with the one form of the things
that die, and walk as man o brood of Tamolus.

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O'er the wide world blown o Lydian band, my chosen
and mine own damsels uplifted o'er the orient deep. To
wonder where I wander, and to sleep where I sleep?
Up and wake the old sweet sound, the clang that
I and mystic rear found the tembrel of the mountain.

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Gather all thebes to your song ground, Pantheus, royal hall,
I seek my new made worshipers to guide the dancers up.
Gadaran's pine clad sighed as he departs that come stealing
in from the left a band of fifteen Eastern women,

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the light of the sunrise streaming upon their long white
robes and ivy band herb. They wear thrn skins over
the robes, and carry some of them timbrels, some pipes,
and other instruments. Many bear the thyrsus, or sacred wand

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made of reed ringed with ivy. They enter stealthily till
they see that the place is empty, and then begin
them a stick song.

Speaker 2 (08:01):
Of worship.

Speaker 3 (08:05):
Chorus A maiden from Asia, from the day spring that
uprises to promise us ever glorying.

Speaker 2 (08:17):
We came. We labored for our Lord.

Speaker 3 (08:21):
In many guisers, we toil, But the toil is as
the prize is Thou mystery.

Speaker 2 (08:29):
We hail thee by thy name.

Speaker 3 (08:33):
Another who lingers in the road, who aspise us, He
shall hide him in his house, Nor be bold let
the heart keep silence that defies us. For I sing
this day to die NICUs, the song that is appointed

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from of old all the maidens. Oh, blessed, said he
in all wise who has drunk the living phantom, whose
life no folly stayinath, and his soul is near to God,

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whose sins are lifted paul wise as he worships on
the mountain, and where sybilly ordaineth our mother. He has
trod his head with Ivy Layton and his theirs, a
tossing high for our God. He lifts his cry, Ah, Oh,

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back eye, wife and maiden, come, oh, ye back eye, come,
Oh bring the joy, bestow it God, Seed of God,
the Saic, bring promios in his power from fridgious mountain,

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down the street in town and tower, Oh, bring ye
Bromios home. Whom erst in anguished, lying for an unborn
like desire, as a dead thing in the thunder, his

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mother cast to earth, for her heart was dying, dying
in the white heart of the fire. Till Zeus, the
Lord of Wonder, devised new lairs of birth. Yea, his
own flesh tore to hide him, and with clasps of

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bitter gold, did a secret sun and fold, And the
queen knew not beside him till the perfect.

Speaker 2 (10:59):
Our was that.

Speaker 3 (11:02):
Then a horned God was found under God, with serpents crowned.
And for that are serpence wound in the wands, his
maiden's bad on the songs of serpents sound in the

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mazes of their head. Some maidens, oh, hail o thieves Thou,
nurse of Semelet, with Semila's wild ivy crown thy towers,
or burst in bloom of breathing Brianic berries and leaves

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and flowers, up let the dark divine wand the oak
wand and the pine one.

Speaker 2 (11:53):
And done thy faun skin fringed in.

Speaker 3 (11:56):
Purity, with fleecy white black hours, cleanse thee in the ones,
waving pride. Yea, all men shall dance with us and
pray when Bromeos his company shall guide hillward, ever hillward
where they stay the flock of the believing the maids

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from loom and weaving, by the magic of his breath
blown away. Others hail thou, own nurs of zeus O
cavern haunt, where fierce arms clang to God, God's cradle.

Speaker 2 (12:35):
Rat for thee of old.

Speaker 3 (12:37):
Some crested corybant first woke in cretan air. The wild
orb of our orgies, Our timbrel and thy gorges rang
with this strain and blended bridge chant and sweet keen
pipes were that but the timbrel. The timbrel was another's

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underway to mother ear it must wend and to our
holy singing from the mothers. The mad Satis carried it
to blend in the dancing and the cheer of our
third and perfect year, and it serves Dionysus in the end.
A maiden, Oh, glad, glad on the mountain, to swoon

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in the race out warmth when the holy porn skin clings,
and all else sweeps awake to the joy of the
red quick fountains, the blood of the hill goat tom,
the glory of wild beast ravenings, where the hilltops catch
the day. To the Phrygian Lydian mountain. Tis Bromios leads

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the way. Another maiden then streams the earth with milk yey,
streams with wine and nectar of the bee, and through
the air dim perfumes themes of Syrian frankincense, and he
are leaded from his RSUs spray. A touch light tosses

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high and higher, a touch light like a beacon fire,
to waken all that faint and straight, and sets them
leaping as he sings his tresses rippling to the sky
and deep beneath the minette cry his proud voice rings, come,

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oh ye back eye, Come all the maidens, hither, Oh,
fragrant of Toomolus, the golden come with the voice of
timbrel and drum let the cry of your giants, uplift
and embolden the god of the joy. Cry, Oh Baccanal's come,

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with peeling a pipe, and with ridge and clamate arm
whether vision of holiness thrills, and the music climbs, and
the maddening glamour, with the wild white maids to the hills,
to the hills.

Speaker 2 (15:09):
Oh, then, like.

Speaker 3 (15:11):
A colt as he runs by a river, a colt
by his dam, when the heart of him sings, with
the keen limbs drawn and the fleet foot aquiver away,
the Baccanal springs. Enter Tyresius. He is an old man

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and blind, leaning upon a staff, and moving with slow stateliness,
though wearing the ivy and the backic fawn skin. Tyresius, Oh,
the who keeps the gate, Go summon me Cadmus again,

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Our's son who crossed the sea from Sidon and upreared
this theban hole. Go whoso'er thou art see, he be told,
Tiresias seeketh them himself, will gauge mine errand and the
compact age with age. I bowed with him gray hair

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with snow white hair, to deck the new God's thrusus,
and to wear his thorn skin, and with ivy crown
our brows, and to Cadmus from the castle. He is
even older than Tyresius, and wears the same attiren Cadmus,

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True friend, I knew that voice of thine that flows
like mellow wisdom from a fountain. Wise, and lo I
come prepared in all the guise and harness of this God.
Are we not told? His is the soul of that
dead life of old that sprang from mine own daughter.
Surely then must thou an eye with all the strength

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of men exalt him? Well, then shall I stand, We
tread the dance and toss this bowden hoaryhead, Oh friend,
in these wisdom guide my grain, eld worn steps, eld
worn Tiresias, Nay I am not weep. At the first

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movement of worship, his manner begins to change. A mysterious
strength and exultation enter into him. Surely this arm could
smite the wild earth with its tharaceus, date and night
and thing not sweetly unforgetfully the dim years fall from

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off me, Tiresias, as with the with me tis likewise
light am I and young, and will say the dancing
and the song cat must quick man at chariots to
the mountain road tires, Yes, nay to take steeds? What

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to mistrust the god cad must so be it mine
old arm shall guide thee that tires. Yes, the God
himself shall guide. Have thou no cat, cad must and
in all thebes shall no man dance but we tires. Yes,

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I thebes is blinded. Thou and I can see Cadmus
tis weary waiting hold my hand. Friends, so tires, Yes,
lo there is mine souling. Cad let us go. Cad

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must shall things of dust the God's dark ways. Despise tiresias,
or prove our wit on heavens high mysteries. Not thou
and I that heritage sublime. Our sires have left us
wisdom old as time. No word of man, how deep

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so are his thought, and one of subtless toil, may
bring to naught. I men will rail that I forget
my years to dance and reade with ivy these white hairs,
What recks aid? Seeing the god? No line hath told
to mark what man shall dance, or young or old

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but craves his honors from mortality, or no man marked
apart and great shall be Catmus. After looking away toward
the mountain.

Speaker 2 (19:54):
Torresius.

Speaker 3 (19:55):
Since this light that can'st not read, I must be
seer for the here comes in speed Pentheus, Echion's son,
whom I have raised to rule my people in my stead. Amazed,
he seems, stand close and mark what we shall hear.
The two stand back, partially concealed. Stand close and mark

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what we shall hear. The two stand back, partially concealed.
While there enters in hot haste. Pentheus, followed by a bodyguard.
He is speaking to the soldier in command. Pentheus, scarce,
had I crossed our borders when mine ear was caught

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by this strange rumor that our own wives, our own sisters,
from their.

Speaker 2 (20:47):
Hearts, are flown to wild.

Speaker 3 (20:49):
And secret rights, and cluster there high on the shadowy
hills with dance and prayer, to adore this new made god,
this Dion eyes whate he beat, and in their company's
deep wine jars stand and ever under none away into
the loneliness. Now one steals forth, and now a second

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maid or dame, where love lies waiting, not of God.
The flame, they say of Bakias or RUPs them Baccius,
Nay tis more to Approdite that they pray, how bit,
or that I have bound my men, all bound and
shuckled in our dungeon, dem the rest.

Speaker 2 (21:34):
I will go.

Speaker 3 (21:35):
Home, then, I and snare my birds with nets of
iron to quell their bread, and mountain stungue and rights
of Raskoldom. They tell me too, there is a stranger come,
a man of charm and spell from Lydian seas ahead,
or gold and cloudy fragrances, a wine red cheek, and

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eyes that hold the light of the very Cyprian day,
and live long night. He haunts amid the damsels, or
each lip dangling.

Speaker 2 (22:16):
His cup of giants. Let me grip.

Speaker 3 (22:19):
Him once, but once within these walls right swept, that
one shall cease its music, and that drip of tossing
curls liestill when my root sword falls between neck and trunk, tis.

Speaker 2 (22:37):
All his word.

Speaker 3 (22:38):
This tale of Dionysus had that same bait that was
blasted by the lightning flame with his dead mother. For
that mother's light was reconceived, born perfect from the thigh
of Zeus, and now is God what call you these dreams,

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waves of the unknown wonderer, blasphemies that crave the very
gibbet Stay God, what here is another marvel? See I'm
not in motleyformed skin's robe, the vision seer, Tiresias, and
my mother's father. Here how depth of scorne adoring with

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the wand of backist father. Nay, mine eyes are bond.
It is not your white head so fancy blown. It
cannot be a cast off that ivy crown on mine
own mother's sire. Set breathe that hand that cowers about it.
Stop tist, Thou hast planned this work, Tiresias, Thou must

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set another altar and another Yet amongst us? What new birds?
And when more higher of gold interpreting new signs of fire?
But by thy s as I the trick than thou
worth setting chained amid thy crew of raving damsels for
this evil dream, Thou hast brought us of new gods.

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When once the gleam of grapes hath lit a woman's
festival in all their prayers, there's no more health at all.
Leader of the chorus, the words are not heard by
Pentheus injurious king hast thou no care for God, nor
Cadmus of the giant sod light spring to great Echion

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and to the diresius. Good words my son come easily
when he that speaks is wise and speaks, but for
the right else come They never swift, are vine and
bright as though with thought, yet have no thought at all.

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Lo this new God, whom thou dost flat with, or
I cannot speak the greatness, wherewith he in hellus shall
be great. Two spirits there be young prince, that in
man's world are first of worth to meet her. One
is named She is the Earth. Call her which then
the will who feeds man's frame with sustenance of things dried,

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and that which came her work to perfect. Second is
the power from some melee born he found the liquid
shower hid in the grape. He rests man's spirit dim
from grieving. When the vine exalteth him, he giveth sleep
to sink the fretful day in cool forgetting is there

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any way with man's sore heart save only to forget
yea being God. The blood of him is set before
the gods in sacrifice, that we for his sail may
be blessed. And so to thee that fable shames him.
How this God was knit into God's flesh, Nay, learn

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the truth of it, cleared from the false. When from
that deadly light Zeus saved the babe and up to
olympus height raised him, and hearer's wrath would cast him.
Thence then Zeus devised him a divine defense, a fragment
of the world encircling fire. He went apart and wrought
to his desire of shape and hue in the image

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of the child, and gave to hero's rage, and so
beguiled by change and passing time. This tale was born,
how the babe God was hidden in the torn flesh
of his sire. He hath no shame. Thereby a propheties
He likewise prophecy cleaved to all frenzy, but beyond all else,

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to frenzy of breath. Then in us verily dwells the
God himself and speaks the thing to be yay under
air is realm apartati. When mortal armies maillard under aid
have in strange fear, or ever blade met blade bled, madden,
tis this God that pulls in them I Overdophi's rock

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built diadem. They yet shall see him leaping with his
train of fire across the twin peak mountain plane, flaming
the darkness with his mystic wand and great in hellas
list and understand, King Pentheus, dream not thou that force
is powered, Nor if thou hast a thought, and that

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thought sour and sick, Oh, dream not thought is wisdom? Up,
receive this God to thee, Pour forth the cup of sacrifice,
and pray and read thy brow, thou fearest for the damsels,
I think thee now, how touch at this the part
of Diane eyes to hold maids pure perforce? In them

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it lies and their own hearts. And in the wildest
right cometh no staying to her whose heart is white. Nay,
mark me, thou hast thy joy. When the gate stands thronged,
and Pentheus Dame is lifted great and high by thebes
in clamor shall not he rejoice in his due meed

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of majesty? How be it this Catmus whom thus constant,
I will weigh his crown and shread his dances. I
ah as are white, Yet shall that dance be trod?
I will not lift mine arm to war with God
for thee, nor all thy words, madness, most follies on thee,

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madness wrought by some dread spell, but not by spell
nor leechcraft.

Speaker 2 (28:53):
To be cured.

Speaker 3 (28:55):
Chorus, Great prophet worthy, the Ophebus is thy wold and
wise in honoring Bromios, Oh great God, Cadmus my son
right well, Tyresius points thy road. I'll make thine habitation
here with us, not lonely against men's uses. Hazardous is

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this quick bird like beating of thy thought where no
thought dwells. Grant that this god ben Yet let that
not be somewhat in thy mouth.

Speaker 2 (29:31):
Lie boldly and say he is so.

Speaker 3 (29:34):
North and south shall marvel how there sprang a thing
divine from smalese flesh and honor all allying drawing nearer
to Pentheus is They're not blood before thine eyes. Even
now our lust Actaean's blood. One long ago his own

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red hounds through yonder forest, dim tor unto death, because
he vaunted him against most holy Artemis. I'll be word,
and let me read thy temples, make thy prayer with us,
and walk thee humbly in God's sight. He makes, as
if to set the wreath on Pentheus's head. Pentheus down

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with that hand, all right thee to thy right, n
smear on me by foul contigion, turning upon Tyresius, this
thy folly's head, and prompt us shall not miss the
justice that he needs. Go half my god forth to

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the rock seat where he dwells in ward or birds
and wonders. Run the stone with crow and tried, and
make one wreck of high and low, and toss his
bands to all the winds of earth.

Speaker 2 (30:54):
Have I found the way to sting thee?

Speaker 3 (30:56):
There? The rest forth through the town, and take a man,
this girl faced stranger, that I throught such bane to
all thebes, praying.

Speaker 2 (31:06):
On our maids.

Speaker 3 (31:07):
And why seek till you find and lead him here
in Jibes, till he be judged and stoned and weep
in blood.

Speaker 2 (31:15):
The day he troubled. Pentheeth with his god.

Speaker 3 (31:19):
The gods set forth in two bodies. Pentheus goes into
the castle. Tyresius, hard heart, How little dost thou know
what seed? Thus so a blind before and now indeed
most mad come cad must let us go our way

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and pray for this persecutor, pray for this poor city
that the righteous God moved not in anger. Take thine
ivy rod, and help my steps as I help thine
to ill. If two old men should fall by the roadway,
still come, what come mat our sober shall be done
to Bacchia, the old Father's mystic son opened the named

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of sorrow. Shall he claim from all thy house fulfillment
of his name old cats. I speak not from mine art,
but as I see.

Speaker 2 (32:15):
Blind word and a blind.

Speaker 3 (32:20):
The two old men go off towards the mountain chorus
some maidens, Thou immaculate on high thy recording purity, Thou,
the stupest golden wing earth would man would pitying hearest thou,

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this angry king.

Speaker 2 (32:47):
Hearest thou.

Speaker 3 (32:48):
The rage and scorn against the Lord of many voices
him of mortal Mother born him in whom man's heart
rejoice with garlands and with glee, first in Heaven's sovereignty
for his kingdom. It is that in the dancing and

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the prayer, in the music and the laughter, in the vanishing.

Speaker 2 (33:17):
Of cat and of all before and after, in the.

Speaker 3 (33:22):
Gods high banquet, when gleams the great blood flashed to
heaven Yea, and in the feasts of men comes his
crowned slumber then pain is dead and hate forgiven. Others

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loose thy lips from out the ring, lift thy wisdom
to disdain whatso lor that canst not see scorning. So
the end shall be uttermost calamity. Kiss The life of
quiet breadth tis the simple and the true storm, Nor

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earthquake shatter it, nor shall author house undo Where they dwell,
far far away, hidden from the eyes of day watchers
are there in the skies that can see man's life
and prize deeds well done by things of play. But
the world's wise are not wise, claiming more than mortal

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may life is such a little thing lo Their present
is departed, and the dreams to which they cling come
not mad. Imagining theirs I ween and empty hearted, diverse maidens.

Speaker 2 (34:48):
Where is the home for.

Speaker 3 (34:49):
Me, our Cyprus, set in the seat Afriditis, home in
the soft sea foam? What I could win to the
where the wings of the loves are filled and faint,
the heart of the world eye into paper spire, where
the rainless meadows smile with riches rolled from the hundredfold

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mouths of the far off nile, streaming beneath the waves,
to the roots of the seaward caves. But a better
land is that where Olympus cleaves the air, the high
still dull, where the muses dwell, fairest of all things fared,
while there is grace and there is the heart's desired

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and peace. To adore the Thou, spirit of guiding fire.
A god of heaven is he and born in majesty.
Yet hath he mirth in the joy of the earth,
And he loveth constantly her who brings increase the feeder

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of children. P No grudge hath he of the great,
no scorn of the mean state. But to all that
liveth his wine he giveth griefless immaculate. Only on them

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that spurn joy, may his anger burn. Love Thou the
day and the night, be glad of the dark and
the light, And avert thine eyes from the lore of
the wise that have honor in proud men's sight, the simple,

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nameless herd of humanity, hath deeds and faith that are
truth enough for me. As the chorus seizes a party
of the God's return, leading in the midst of them,
Dionysus bound, the soldier in command, stands forth as Pentheus,

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hearing the tramp of feet, comes out from the castle, soldier,
A quest is finished, and thy pray o king court,
where the chase was swift, and this wild thing most tame,
yet never flinched nor thought to flee, but held both
hands out unresistingly, no change, no blanching of the wine,

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red cheek. He waited while we came, and baddest recall
thy decreek. Yea laughed and made my hest easy, till
I for very shame confessed, and said, oh stranger, not
of mine own will I bind thee, but his bidding
to fulfill who sent me and those prisoned maids, with
all whom thou didst cease and bind within the wall

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of thy great dungeon. They a floodter king free in
the woods, are dance and glorying to Bromia. Of their
own impulse fell to earth, men say, veteran manacle and
bastard back untouched a mortal hand, Yeah, full of many
wonders to the land. Is this man come, howbeit it

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lies with the pen as ye are mad unhand him,
how so swiftly big my toils around him, and he
shall not fly. The gods loose the arms of Dionysus.
They have studies him for a while in silence, then

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speaks jeeringly. Dionysus remains gentle and unafraid. Marry a fair
shape for a woman's eye, sir stranger, and thus secret
no more I ween long girls with ah ah, that

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shows that there has been a wrestler down both cheeks
so softly tossed and win some and a white skin.
It hath cast the pains to please thy damsels with
this white and red of cheeks that never face the light.
Dionysus is silent, speak, sirrah, tell me first thy name

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and race, Dionysus. No glory is there in nor yet
disgrace thou hast heard of Tamolus, the bright tilla flowers Pentheus.
Surely the ridge that winds by Sardis towers Dionysus. Thence

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am I Lydia was my fatherland, Pentheus. And whence these
revelations that thy band spreadeth in Dionysus their intent and use.
Dionysus OpEd to me the child of Zeus. Pentthus brutally,

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is there a Zeus there that can still beget young gods? Dionysus, nay,
only he whose seal was set here in thy thieves
on smile they as what way descended upon the in

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full day or vision of night? Dionysus most clear, he
stood and scanned my soul and gave his emblems to
mine Handyus. What like be they these emblems, Dionysus, that

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may not reveal nor no save his elect alone, Pentheus,
And what good bring they to the worshiper Dionysus, good
beyond price, but not for thee to hear it? Pent Theus,
Thou checkst out, Thou wouldst prick me on the more

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to seek them out. Dionysus. His mysteries abhor the touch
of sin lovers, Pentheus, And so thine eyes saw this
god plane. What guys had he? Dionysus, what guys it

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liked him? Twas not I ordainedi'sh shape, Penthius. I definitely
turned again an idol jake, and nothing answered Dionysus. Wise
words being brought to blinded eyes will seem as things

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have not, Pantheus, And comest thou first to thebes to
have thy god established. Dionysus nay or barbary hath trod
his dancer. This Pantheus a low blind folk. I ween

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beside our hellens, Dionysus higher and more keen in this thing,
though their ways are not thy way, Pentheus, how is
thy worship hell by night or day? Dionysus most of

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by night, artism, majestic thing, the darkness Pantheus, with women worshiping, taste,
craft and rottenness, Dionysus by day. No less whoso will
seek may find unholiness. Pus enough thy doom respects for

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false pretense, corrupting thieves, Dionysus, not mine but thine, for
dense blindness of heart, and for blaspheming God. Pentheus already
nave it is and brazen brad this mystery priest, Dionysus, Come,

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say what it shall be my doom? What I think
will that do to me? Penthius? First share that delicate
curl that dangles. Dad He beckons to the soldiers who
approach Dionysus, Dionysus, I have vowed it to my God's

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holy head. The soldiers cut off the tress. Pentheus. Next
yield me at thy stop. Dionysus, raise thine own hand
to take it. This is Dionysus. One. Pentheus takes the

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start Pentheus. Last, I will hold thee prisoned here. Dionysus,
my Lord God will unloose me. When I speak the
word Phyus, he may if again amid his bands of saints,

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he hears thy voice, Dionysus. Even now he stands close
here and sees all that I suffered. And they ask,
what where is it? For mine eyes discern him? Not, Dionysus,
where I am? Tis thine own impurity that veils him

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from the they as the dodgers at me, at me,
and thieves bind him.

Speaker 2 (45:24):
The soldiers begin to bind him.

Speaker 3 (45:28):
Dionysus, I charge, ye bind me, not Hi, having vision,
and ye blinds, and I we'd better write, say bind
the more the soldiers obey. Dionysus, thou knowest not what

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and thou seekest, nor what deed thou doest, nor what
man thou art bus mocking I gave his son, and
on the father's part Echion's Hypantheus. Dionysus, so let it

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be a name fore written to calamity. Thus away and tie,
and whether steeds are tied, Hi, let him lie in
the mange their abidon stare into the darkness. And this
route of woman kind that clusters thee about thy menace

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desert worship on my slaves. It may be I will
sell them are the waves hither and feather. Else they
shall be set to labor at my distops, and forget
their timbrel and their songs of dawning day. Dionysus, I
go for that which may not be. I may not

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suffer yet for this thy sin. Lo he whom thou deniest,
cometh after thee for recompense. Yea in thy wrong to us,
thou hast cast him into thy prison. Has Dionysus, without
his wand his hair shone, and his arms tightly bound,

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is led off by the guards to his dungeon. Pentheus
returns into the palace chorus.

Speaker 2 (47:30):
Some maidens.

Speaker 3 (47:34):
Acaluus roaring daughter, wholly durst say virgin water bathe di
not of old in thee the babe of God. The
mystery when from out the fire immortal to himself is
God did take him to his own flesh and bespakem
enter now life's second portal, motherless mystery. Though I break

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mine own body for thy sake, bow with the twofold door,
and seal the mine o bromios.

Speaker 2 (48:06):
Thus he spake, and.

Speaker 3 (48:08):
To this thy land revealed thee all still my prayer
toward the quivers, does say still to thee ihaim, Why oh,
blessed among rivers, wilt thou fly me un deny me
by his own joy? I vow by the grape upon

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the bow. Thou shalt seek him in the midnight. Thou
shalt love him even now other maidens dark and of
the dark, impassioned? Is this Pentheus blood yea fashioned of
the dragon, and his birth from Echion, child of Earth.
He is no man but a wonder. Did the earth

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child not beget him as a red giant to set
him against God, against the than that he will bind
me for his prize. Me the bride of Dionis, and
my priest, my friend, is taken even now and buried
lies in the dark. He lies forsaken. Oh Lo we

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race with death, we perish Dionysus. Here before the dost
thou mark ust, not not cherish, who implore thee and
adore thee hither down, olymp beside, Come, o Holy One,
divide be thy golden wand uplifted or the tyrant in

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his pride a maiden, Oh art thou in thine own Nisa,
thou a help alone, O fierce beast and orient lands
dot by thronking Thersus, wave by the high Grizian cave

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or worstern Olympus stands in the elmwoods and the oaken
there where Orpheus harped of old, and the trees awoke
and knew him, and the wild things gathered to him
as he sang amid the broken glens, his music manifold

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blessed land of Peeric. Dionysus loveth thee. He will come
to thee with dancing, Come with joy and mystery, with
the Maynards at his hest, Winding winding to the west,
cross the flood of swiftly glancing axios in majesty, Cross

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the Lydias, the giver of good gifts and waving green,
Cross that farther stream of story through a land of
steeds and glory, rolling Braver's fairest river air of mout seeing.

Speaker 2 (51:02):
A voice within. Are you are your awake? Ye damsels?
Hear my cry calling my chosen hearken.

Speaker 3 (51:14):
Ye a maiden who speaketh, Oh what echoes us? Another
a voice, a voice that calleth us, the voice be
of good cheer lo it is I, the child of
Zeus and Semele a maiden, Oh, muster Master, it is

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thou another, O, holy voice, be with us now, the
voice spirit of the chained earthquake.

Speaker 2 (51:44):
Hear my word. Awake, Awake.

Speaker 3 (51:48):
An earthquake suddenly shakes the pillars of the castle. A maiden, ha,
what is coming? Shall the hall of pentheus racked in
ruin fall? Leader, How God is in the house, Ye
maids adore him? Chorus, we adore him all the voice,

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unveil the lightning's eye, arouse the fire that sleeps against
this house. Fire leaps up on the tomb of Semeli.
A maiden has saw, ye march y that the flame
from samelis and hallowed sod awakened. Yea the death that

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came ablaze from heaven of old, the same hot splendor
of the shaft of God. Leader, How cast you cast
you to the earth. The Lord cometh against this house?
How cast you down, ye trembling damsels? He own adored,
God's child hath come, and all is overthrown. The maidens

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cast themselves upon the ground, their eyes wood. Dionysus alone
and unbound, enters from the castle Dionysus, Ye, damsels of
the morning hills, Why lie ye thus dismayed? Ye marked

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him then our master and the mighty, and delayed on
tower and rock, shaking the house of Pentheus. But arise
and cast the trembling from your flesh, and lift untroubled eyes.
Lead it, Oh, light in darkness? Is it thou, o priest?

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Is this thy face? My heart leaps out to greetly
from the deep of loneliness. Dionysus fell ye so quick,
despairing when beneath the gate I passed. Should the gates
of Pentheus quealm it? Or his darkness make me fast?

Speaker 2 (53:58):
Lead it? Oh? What was left?

Speaker 3 (54:00):
If thou wert gone? What could I but despair? How
hast thus kept the man of sin, who wheet thee
from the snat. Dionysus, I had no pain nor peril,
twas mine own hands said me, free, lead it. Thine
arms were gibert. Dionysus, nay, no gibe, No touch was

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laid on me. Twas there I mocked him in his gibe,
and gave him dreams for food, for when he let
me down. Behold before the stall there stood a bullet
offering and this king. He bit his lips and straight
fell on and bounded hoop and limb, with gasping rough

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and sweat. And I sat watching. Then a voice, and lo,
our lord was come, and the house shook, and a
great flame stood o'er his mother's tomb. And Pentheus hied
this way and that, and called ist rolls Maine for water,
lest his rupe tree burn, and all toil'd all in vain.

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Then deemed a sudden, I was gone, and left his fire,
and sped back to the prison portals, and his lifted
sword shone red. But there methinks that God had wrought
I speak, but as I guess some dream shape in
my image, For he smote at emptiness, stabbed in the air,

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and strove in roth, as though twere me he slipped.
Then mid his dreams God smote him yet again he
overthrew all that high house, and there in wreck for
evermore It lies that the day of this my bonded
may be sore in Pentheus eyes. And now his sword

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is fallen, and he lies out worn and won. Who
dared to rise against his god in rop being? But
man and I rose and left him, and in all
peace took my path forth to my chosen, wrecking the
light of Pentheists and Israel. But Suck thinks of footstep sounds.

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Even now within the hall tis he Hath, thinking he
will stand, and what words speak with all I will
enjoy him gently, though we come in fury hot, for
still other ways of wisdom, and her tempered tremble of

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not

Speaker 1 (56:43):
And of chapter one