Hippolytus/The Bacchae by Euripides
page 129 of 164 (78%)
page 129 of 164 (78%)
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Adoring?
PENTHEUS Wait! What garb wilt thou bestow About me? DIONYSUS First a long tress dangling low Beneath thy shoulders. PENTHEUS Aye, and next? DIONYSUS The same red Robe, falling to thy feet; and on thine head A snood. PENTHEUS And after? Hast thou aught beyond? DIONYSUS Surely; the dappled fawn-skin and the wand. PENTHEUS (_after a struggle with himself_) Enough! I cannot wear a robe and snood. DIONYSUS Wouldst liefer draw the sword and spill men's blood? |
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