Who struck him? Agave The honor is mine first. I am called blessed Agave in the revels. Chorus Who else? Agave Kadmos’— Chorus Kadmos’ what? Agave His other offspring took hold of this beast after me, after me. This is a lucky catch! Chorus Agave Share in the feast then. Chorus What? I share in the feast, wretched woman? Agave The bull is young; his cheek is just growing downy under his soft-haired crest. Chorus Yes, his hair looks like a wild beast’s. Agave Bacchus, a wise huntsman, wisely set the Maenads against this beast. Chorus Our lord is a hunter. Agave Do you praise me? Chorus I praise you. Agave Soon the Kadmeans— Chorus And your son Pentheus, too— Agave Will praise his mother who has caught this lion-like prey. Chorus Extraordinary. Agave And extraordinarily caught. Chorus Are you proud? Agave I am delighted, for I have performed great—yes, great—and notable deeds on this hunt. Chorus Leader Now show the citizens, wretched woman, the booty which you have brought in victory. Agave You who dwell in this fair-towered city of the Theban land, come to see this prey which we the daughters of Kadmos hunted down, not with thonged Thessalian javelins, or with nets, but with the fingers of our white arms. And then should huntsmen boast and use in vain the work of spear-makers? But we caught and tore apart the limbs of this beast with our very own hands. Where is my old father? Let him approach. And where is my son Pentheus? Let him take a ladder and raise its steps against the house so that he can fasten to the triglyphs this lion’s head which I have captured and brought here. Enter Kadmos and his servants, carrying the remains of Pentheus’ body Kadmos Follow me, carrying the miserable burden of Pentheus, follow me, slaves, before the house; exhausted from countless searches, I am bringing his body, for I discovered it in the folds of Kithairon,