Yet cravest thou such A sight as would much grieve thee?
PENTHEUS.
Yes; I fain Would watch, ambushed among the pines.
DIONYSUS.
'Twere vain To hide. They soon will track thee out.
PENTHEUS.
Well said! 'Twere best done openly.
DIONYSUS.
Wilt thou be led By me, and try the venture?
PENTHEUS.
Aye, indeed! Lead on. Why should we tarry?
DIONYSUS.
First we need A rich and trailing robe of fine-linen To gird thee.
PENTHEUS.
Nay; am I a woman, then, And no man more?
DIONYSUS.
Wouldst have them slay thee dead? No man may see their mysteries.
PENTHEUS.
Well said!-- I marked thy subtle temper long ere now.
DIONYSUS.
'Tis Dionyse that prompteth me.
PENTHEUS.
And how Mean'st thou the further plan?
DIONYSUS.
First take thy way Within. I will array thee.