A low blind folk, I ween,
Beside our Hellenes!

DIONYSUS
Higher and more keen
In this thing, though their ways are not thy way.

PENTHEUS
How is thy worship held, by night or day?

DIONYSUS
Most oft by night; 'tis a majestic thing,
The darkness.

PENTHEUS
Ha! with women worshipping?
'Tis craft and rottenness!

DIONYSUS
By day no less,
Whoso will seek may find unholiness--

PENTHEUS
Enough! Thy doom is fixed, for false pretence
Corrupting Thebes.

DIONYSUS
Not mine; but thine, for dense
Blindness of heart, and for blaspheming God!