PEN. Shall we bring levers, or shall I tear them up with my hands, putting my shoulder or arm under the summits?
BAC. No, lest you ruin the habitations of the Nymphs, and the seats of Pan where he plays his pipes.
PEN. You speak well,—it is not with strength we should conquer women; but I will hide my body among the pines.
BAC. Hide you the hiding in which you should be hidden, coming as a crafty spy on the Mænads.
PEN. And, indeed, I think to catch them in the thickets, like birds in the sweet nets of beds.
BAC. You go then as a watch for this very thing; and perhaps you will catch them, if you be not caught first.
PEN. Conduct me through the middle of the Theban land, for I am the only man of them who would dare these things.
BAC. You alone labor for this city, you alone; therefore the labors, which are meet,[[51]] await you. But follow me, I am your saving guide, some one else will guide you away from thence.
PEN. Yes, my mother.
BAC. Being remarkable among all.