Look at that! They measure out to exactly the same size.Semi-chorus AMake way, and if you hear any sound from the cattle.Semi-chorus BI don’t yet hear their voices clearly. But these tracks and footprints are obviously those of the cattle.Semi-chorus AHey! As Zeus is my witness, the tracks turn around and go backward. Look at them. Why is that? Why would their line wheel around? The front is turned to the back, and they’re all tangled up together. The cowherd must have been awfully confused. SilenusWhat kind of a way to hunt is that, bent over and leaning down to the ground? Where are you going? I don’t understand. You’re lying there like a hedgehog fallen on the ground, or an ape sticking his head forward and having a temper tantrum. What’s this? Where on earth did you learn this, and how?Tell me, because I certainly don’t understand what you’re doing.ChorusThe two halves of the chorus have merged again and speak as a group.Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!The chorus are still squealing as he starts to speak.SilenusWhat are you ooh-ooh-ing for? What are you afraid of? What do you see? What frightful thing are you looking at? Why are you carrying on like bacchantes? Is there a hawk nearby? From offstage, we hear a lyre being tuned. Since the player is in fact Hermes, it sounds divine, but no mortal has ever heard this instrument before, and the satyrs are terrified. They abruptly stop squealing. Do you want to know what it was? Why are you so quiet, when you were just now babbling away?ChorusBe quiet!SilenusWhat is it over there that you’re trying to get away from?ChorusListen! SilenusI’ll listen. He pauses for a moment, listening. But I don’t hear any sound.ChorusDo what I say!SilenusNo one is helping me with this hunt.ChorusListen just a moment, will you? When we went over there we were assaulted by a noise like no one ever heard before.SilenusWhy are you running away, afraid of a noise? You wretched beasts, with your filthy bodies all smeared with wax, seeing terrors in every shadow, scared of everything! You’re gutless, and careless, and servile. You’re nothing but body and tongue and voice. You trust to words and flee from actions. Worst of animals, how did you ever come to have a father like me? There are lots of monuments to my courage, when I was young, songs sung at every household’s wedding feast. I was never put to flight, never afraid, and I didn’t quiver at noises made by animals up on the mountains. Instead, I accomplished great things with my spear. That brilliant spear is now besmirched by you, because some new sound from the shepherds has frightened you, like the babies you are, and you’ve given up on the golden wealth that Phoebus said he was offering to you, to say nothing of freedom, which he also offered to you and to me. You’ve put all that away and gone to sleep. Unless you get back to work tracking those cows and their cowherd, wherever they are, you’ll be making noises of your own for your cowardice.ChorusFather, walk beside me, so you’ll know whether I’m really a coward. If you’re here, you’ll know first hand, not through rumors.SilenusI will approach this sound with you, and I will call out and whistle as I’d call a dog. You, line up three by three, and I will go beside you and get you straightened out again. ChorusPerhaps separate satyrs sing the various lines of this song. With Silenus, they approach the cave, upstage, jostling, confused, and squabbling. The lyre-noises resume. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ssh, ssh, aah, aah! Say what you’re working on. Why did you shout and scream? It’s pointless. And why were you suspicious of me? Who’s holding back in our first task?You are. He came, he came. You are mine; lead the way. This way, ho! Who is the ? The dragon, the wrinkled one Goddess of fair winds, you were beside me, drunk Whatever bring set on top of it the way which warlikeFollow me, this way! To the cows, to the task so he doesn’t drop the saffron You see something beautiful and the good lawful Follow me Oppopopoy! Hey, filthy polluted one! As soon as you get away from here, you’ll be set free and But don’t get lost Come on, straight ahead, this way. Now we’ve got the crook.Father, why are you quiet? Isn’t what we’re saying true? Aren’t you listening? Or are you deafened by the noise?SilenusShush! What is it?ChorusI’m getting out of here!