With me into thine ambush shalt thou come
Unscathed; then let another bear thee home!

PENTHEUS
The Queen, my mother.

DIONYSUS
Marked of every eye.

PENTHEUS
For that I go!

DIONYSUS
Thou shalt be borne on high!

PENTHEUS
That were like pride!

DIONYSUS
Thy mother's hands shall share
Thy carrying.

PENTHEUS
Nay; I need not such soft care!

DIONYSUS
So soft?

PENTHEUS
Whate'er it be, I have earned it well!