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EURIPIDES.
Pentheus.
Ay—though with sumless gold I bought the sight.
Dionysus.
Why on this mighty longing hast thou fallen?
Pentheus.
To see them drunk with wine—a bitter sight!
Dionysus.
Yet wouldst thou gladly see a bitter sight? 815
Pentheus.
Yea, sooth, in silence crouched beneath the pines.
Dionysus.
Yet will they track thee, stealthily though thou come.
Pentheus.
Openly then!—yea, well hast thou said this.
Dionysus.
Shall I then guide thee? Wilt essay the path?
Pentheus.
Lead on with speed: I grudge thee all delay![1] 820
Dionysus.
Array thee now in robes of linen fine.
- ↑ Reading σοι for σ᾽ οὐ (MS.), which would mean, "I grudge not such delay," i.e. the postponement of hostilities till the project of espial, which is to ensure their success, be first carried out.
