Bacchae

Euripides

Euripides. The Tragedies of Euripides. Vol. I. Buckley, Theodore Alois, translator. London: Henry G. Bohn, 1850.

  1. together with the young men of Thebes. But all he can do is fight with the gods. You must admonish him, father. Who will call him here to my sight, so that he may see how lucky I am?
Kadmos
  1. Alas, alas! When you realize what you have done
  2. you will suffer a terrible pain. But if you remain forever in the state you are in now, though hardly fortunate, you will not imagine that you are unfortunate.
Agave
  1. But what of these matters is not right, or what is painful?
Kadmos
  1. First cast your eye up to this sky.
Agave
  1. All right; why do you tell me to look at it?
Kadmos
  1. Is it still the same, or does it appear to have changed?
Agave
  1. It is brighter than before and more translucent.
Kadmos
  1. Is your soul still quivering?
Agave
  1. I don’t understand your words. I have become somehow
  2. sobered, changing from my former state of mind.
Kadmos
  1. Can you hear and respond clearly?
Agave
  1. Yes, for I forget what we said before, father.
Kadmos
  1. To whose house did you come in marriage?
Agave
  1. You gave me, as they say, to Echion, the sown man.
Kadmos
  1. What son did you bear to your husband in the house?
Agave
  1. Pentheus, from my union with his father.
Kadmos
  1. Whose head do you hold in your hands?
Agave
  1. A lion’s, as they who hunted him down said.
Kadmos
  1. Examine it correctly then; it takes but little effort to see.