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Long robes: and on thine head a coif shall be.

Nought else but these wouldst thou add unto me?

Thyrsus in hand, and dappled fell of fawn.

I cannot drape me in a woman's robe!

Then in the fight with Maenads blood must flow.

Ay, true:—first must I go and spy them out.

Sooth, wiser so than hunt thee ills with ills.

Yet, how through Kadmus' city pass unseen?

By lone paths will we go. Myself will guide.

Better were anything than Bacchants' mock.