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394 (Members of Chorus answer severally.)

What cry was it?—whence did it ring?—'Twas the voice of mine Evian King!

''What ho! What ho! I call yet again'',

I, Semelê's offspring, Zeus's seed.

What ho! Our Lord, our Lord! What ho!

Come to our revel-band thou,

Clamour-king, Clamour-king, now!

(Earthquake).

Earth-floor, dost thou sway to and fro? O mighty earthquake-throe!

Ha, swiftly shall Pentheus' hall,

Sore shaken, crash to its fall!

Dionysus within yon halls is his godhead revealing!

With homage adore him.

We bow us before him.

(Earthquake).

Lo, how the lintels of stone over yonder pillars are reeling!

Now shall the Clamour-king's triumph-shout through the halls go pealing.