Love thou the Day and the Night; Be glad of the Dark and the Light; And avert thine eyes From the lore of the wise, That have honour in proud men's sight. The simple nameless herd of Humanity Hath deeds and faith that are truth enough for me! [_As the Chorus ceases, a party of the guards return, leading in the midst of them_ DIONYSUS, _bound_. _The_ SOLDIER _in command stands forth, as_ PENTHEUS, _hearing the tramp of feet, comes out from the Castle_. SOLDIER. Our quest is finished, and thy prey, O King, Caught; for the chase was swift, and this wild thing Most tame; yet never flinched, nor thought to flee, But held both hands out unresistingly-- No change, no blanching of the wine-red cheek. He waited while we came, and bade us wreak All thy decree; yea, laughed, and made my hest Easy, till I for very shame confessed And said: 'O stranger, not of mine own will I bind thee, but his bidding to fulfil Who sent me.' And those prisoned Maids withal Whom thou didst seize and bind within the wall Of thy great dungeon, they are fled, O King, Free in the woods, a-dance and glorying To Bromios. Of their own impulse fell To earth, men say, fetter and manacle, And bars slid back untouched of mortal hand. Yea, full of many wonders to thy land Is this man come. . . . Howbeit, it lies with thee! PENTHEUS. Ye are mad!--Unhand him. Howso swift he be, My toils are round him and he shall not fly. [_The guards loose the arms of_ DIONYSUS; PENTHEUS _studies him for a while in silence, then speaks jeeringly_. DIONYSUS _remains gentle and unafraid_. Marry, a fair shape for a woman's eye, Sir stranger! And thou seek'st no more, I ween! Long curls, withal! That shows thou ne'er hast been A wrestler!--down both cheeks so softly tossed And winsome! And a white skin! It hath cost Thee pains, to please thy damsels with this white And red of cheeks that never face the light! [DIONYSUS _is silent_. Speak, sirrah; tell me first thy name and race. DIONYSUS. No glory is therein, nor yet disgrace. Thou hast heard of Tmolus, the bright hill of flowers? PENTHEUS. Surely; the ridge that winds by Sardis' towers DIONYSUS. Thence am I; Lydia was my fatherland. PENTHEUS. And whence these revelations, that thy band Spreadeth in Hellas? DIONYSUS. Their intent and use Dionysus oped to me, the Child of Zeus. PENTHEUS (_brutally_). Is there a Zeus there, that can still beget Young Gods? DIONYSUS. Nay, only He whose seal was set Here in thy Thebes on Semelê. PENTHEUS. What way Descended he upon thee? In full day Or vision of night? DIONYSUS.