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What rage, what rage does the earth-born race show, and Pentheus,
once descended from a serpent—Pentheus, whom earth-born Echion bore, a fierce monster, not a mortal man, but like a bloody giant, hostile to the gods.
540
He will soon bind me, the hand-maid of Bromius, in chains, and he already holds my fellow-reveler within the house, hidden in a dark prison.
545
Do you see this, O Dionysus, son of Zeus, your priests in the dangers of restraint? Come, lord, down from
Olympus
, brandishing your golden thyrsos,
550
and restrain the insolence of the blood-thirsty man.
555
What rage, what rage does the earth-born race show, and Pentheus,
once descended from a serpent—Pentheus, whom earth-born Echion bore, a fierce monster, not a mortal man, but like a bloody giant, hostile to the gods.
540
He will soon bind me, the hand-maid of Bromius, in chains, and he already holds my fellow-reveler within the house, hidden in a dark prison.
545
Do you see this, O Dionysus, son of Zeus, your priests in the dangers of restraint? Come, lord, down from
Olympus
, brandishing your golden thyrsos,
550
and restrain the insolence of the blood-thirsty man.
555
Bacchae. Euripides. T. A. Buckley (Translator). London. 1850.
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