Classical Mythology, 7th Edition - obinfonet: dia logou

DIONYSUS, PAN, ECHO, AND NARCISSUS 285
sus from their hands they inflicted wounds on many. Women routed men—a
feat not to be accomplished without the power of some god. Back they came to
where they sallied forth, to the very streams which the god made gush for them.
They washed their hands of blood, and snakes licked the stains from their cheeks.
And so, my lord, receive into the city this god, whoever he is. He is great
in many respects but especially in his reputed gift to mortals, about which I have
heard, the grape, our remedy for pain and sorrow. With no more wine, there
could be no more love and no other pleasure for humankind besides.
Pentheus refuses to listen to the pleas of the messenger. He is determined
to rush to arms for an assault on the Bacchae. But the stranger, Dionysus, finds
a way to restrain him by appealing to Pentheus' basic nature and psychology—
in general, the complex neurosis that stems from his repressions, in particular,
his prurient preoccupation with sex and his desire to see the orgies that he insists
are taking place (811-861):
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DIONYSUS: Would you like to see the women banded together in the mountains?
PENTHEUS: Yes, indeed. I would give a ton of gold for that.
DIONYSUS: Why are you driven by such a great desire to see them?
PENTHEUS: Actually, it would pain me to see them drunk.
DIONYSUS: Nevertheless you would be pleased to see what is painful to you?
PENTHEUS: To be sure, if I watched in silence crouched beneath the firs.
DIONYSUS: But they will track you down, even if you go in secret.
PENTHEUS: Then I shall go openly; what you say is right.
DIONYSUS: You will undergo the journey then? Let me lead you.
PENTHEUS: Come, as quickly as possible; I begrudge you this delay.
DIONYSUS: Then dress up in a fine linen robe.
PENTHEUS: What is this? Am I to change from a man to a woman?
DIONYSUS: If you are seen there as a man, they will kill you.
PENTHEUS: Again, what you say is right. You are like some sage of long ago.
DIONYSUS: Dionysus gives me this inspiration.
PENTHEUS: In the garb of a woman? But shame holds me back!
DIONYSUS: You are no longer interested in watching the Maenads?
PENTHEUS: What dress did you say that you would put on me?
DIONYSUS: I shall set on your head a long flowing wig.
PENTHEUS: And what is the next feature of my outfit?
DIONYSUS: A robe that falls to your feet and a band around your head.
PENTHEUS: What else will you give me?
DIONYSUS: A thyrsus in your hand and a dappled fawnskin cloak.
PENTHEUS: I cannot bring myself to put on the costume of a woman.
DIONYSUS: But if you attack the Bacchae in battle, you will shed blood.
PENTHEUS: This is true; I must first go as a spy.
DIONYSUS: To be sure, it is wiser than to hunt out evil by evil.
PENTHEUS: How shall I get out of the city without being seen?
DIONYSUS: We shall take a deserted route, and I shall lead the way.