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Rh Of the hallowed ringing of flutes far-flinging

The notes that chime with the feet that climb

The pilgrim-path to the mountain!"

And with rapture the Bacchanal onward racing,

With gambollings fleet

As of foals round the mares in the meads that are grazing,

Speedeth her feet.

Enter Teiresias.

Gate-warder, ho! call Kadmus forth the halls,

Agenor's son, who came from Sidon-town,

And with towers girded this the Thebans' burg.

Go, one; say to him that Teiresias

Seeks him—he knoweth for what cause I come,

The old man's covenant with the elder-born

To entwine the thyrsi and the fawnskin don,

And crown our heads with wreaths of ivy-sprays.

Enter Kadmus.

Dear friend, within mine house I heard thy voice,

And knew it, the wise utterance of the wise.

Ready I come, thus in the God's garb dight.

For him, who is my daughter's very son,

Dionysus, who to men hath shown his godhead,

Ought we with all our might to magnify.

Where shall we dance now, and where plant the foot,

And toss the silvered head? Instruct thou me;

Let eld guide eld, Teiresias: wise art thou.

I shall not weary, nor by night nor day,

Smiting on earth the thyrsus. We forget

For joy our age.