Agave
Share in the feast then.
Chorus
What? I share in the feast, wretched woman?
Agave
The bull is young; his cheek is just growing downy under his soft-haired crest.
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Chorus
Yes, his hair looks like a wild beast’s.
Agave
Bacchus, a wise huntsman,
wisely set the Maenads against this beast.
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Chorus
Our lord is a hunter.
Agave
Do you praise me?
Chorus
I praise you.
Agave
Soon the Kadmeans—
Chorus
And your son Pentheus, too—
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Agave
Will praise his mother who has caught this lion-like prey.
Chorus
Extraordinary.
Agave
And extraordinarily caught.
Chorus
Are you proud?
Agave
I am delighted, for I have performed great—yes, great—and notable deeds on this hunt.
Bacchae. Euripides. T. A. Buckley (Translator). London. 1850.
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