Eksodos
Kadmos
I will neither rest from my troubles in my misery, nor will I sail over the downward flowing Acheron and be at peace.
1360
Agave
O father, I will go into exile deprived of you.
Kadmos
Why do you embrace me with your hands, child,
like a swan for its exhausted gray-haired parent?
1365
Agave
For where can I turn, banished from my father-land?
Kadmos
I do not know, child; your father is a poor ally.
Agave
Farewell, house, farewell, city of my forefathers. In misfortune I leave you,
a fugitive from my chamber.
1370
Kadmos
Go now, child, to the land of Aristaeus . . .
Agave
I grieve for you, father.
Kadmos
And I for you, child, and I weep for your sisters.
Agave
Terribly indeed has
lord Dionysus brought this misery to your home.
1375
Dionysus
Yes, for I suffered terrible things at your hands, with my name not honored in Thebes.
Agave
Farewell, my father.
daughter; and yet you cannot easily fare well.
1380
Agave
Lead me, escorts, where I may take my pitiful sisters as companions to my exile. May I go where accursed Kithairon may not see me,
nor I see Kithairon with my eyes, nor where a memorial of a thyrsos has been dedicated; let these concern other Bacchae.
1385
Chorus
Many are the forms of divine things, and the gods bring to pass many things unexpectedly;
