And you seem to lead me, being like a bull and horns seem to grow on your head. But were you ever before a beast? For you have certainly now become a bull.DionysusThe god accompanies us, now at truce with us, though formerly not propitious. Now you see what you should see.PentheusHow do I look? Don’t I have the posture of Ino, or of my mother Agave?DionysusLooking at you I think I see them. But this lock of your hair has come out of place, not the way I arranged it under your headband.PentheusI displaced it indoors, shaking my head forwards and backwards and practising my Bacchic revelry.DionysusBut I who ought to wait on you will re-arrange it. Hold up your head.PentheusHere, you arrange it; for I depend on you, indeed.DionysusYour girdle has come loose, and the pleats of your gown do not extend regularly down around your ankles.PentheusAt least on my right leg, I believe they don’t. But on this side the robe sits well around the back of my leg.DionysusYou will surely consider me the best of your friends, when contrary to your expectation you see the Bacchae acting modestly.PentheusBut shall I be more like a maenad holding the thyrsos in my right hand, or in my left?DionysusYou must hold it in your right hand and raise your right foot in unison with it. I praise you for having changed your mind.PentheusCould I carry on my shoulders the glens of Kithairon, Bacchae and all?DionysusYou could if you were willing. The state of mind you had before was unsound, but now you think as you ought.PentheusShall we bring levers? Or shall I draw them up with my hands, putting a shoulder or arm under the mountain-tops?DionysusBut don’t destroy the seats of the Nymphs and the places where Pan plays his pipes.PentheusWell said. The women are not to be taken by force; I will hide in the pines.DionysusYou will hide yourself as you should be hidden, coming as a crafty spy on the Maenads.