'Tis Dionyse that prompteth me.
Pentheus.
And how
Mean'st thou the further plan?
Dionysus.
First take thy way
Within. I will array thee.
Pentheus.
What array?
The woman's? Nay, I will not.
Dionysus.
Doth it change
So soon, all thy desire to see this strange
Adoring?
Pentheus.