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. The god attends us, ungracious heretofore, but now our sworn friend; and now thine eyes behold the things they should.

. Pray, what do I resemble? Is not mine the carriage of Ino, or Agave my own mother?

. In seeing thee, I seem to see them in person. But this tress is straying from its place, no longer as I bound it ’neath the snood.

. I disarranged it from its place as I tossed it to and fro within my chamber, in Bacchic ecstasy.

. Well, I will rearrange it, since to tend thee is my care; hold up thy head.

. Come, put it straight; for on thee do I depend.

. Thy girdle is loose, and the folds of thy dress do not hang evenly below thy ankles.

. I agree to that as regards the right side, but on the other my dress hangs straight with my foot.

. Surely thou wilt rank me first among thy friends, when contrary to thy expectation thou findest the Bacchantes virtuous.

. Shall I hold the thyrsus in the right or left hand to look most like a Bacchanal?

. Hold it in thy right hand, and step out with thy right foot; thy change of mind compels thy praise.

. Shall I be able to carry on my shoulders Cithaeron’s glens, the Bacchanals and all?

. Yes, if so thou wilt; for though thy mind was erst diseased, ’tis now just as it should be.

. Shall we take levers, or with my hands can I uproot it, thrusting arm or shoulder ’neath its peaks?

. No, no! destroy not the seats of the Nymphs and the haunts of Pan, the place of his piping.