for the new worship, forbade its rites to be performed. But when it was known that Bacchus was advancing, men and women, but chiefly the latter, young and old, poured forth to meet him and phal march It was in vain Pentheus remonstrated, commanded and threatened. "Go, said he to his attendants. "seize this vagabond o leader of the and bring him to me i will soon make him confess his false claim of heavenly parentage and renounce his counterfeit worship. It was in vain his nearest friends and wisest counselors remonstrated and begged him not to oppose the god. Their remonstrance only made him more violent But now the attendants returned whom he had d Bacchus. They had been driven away by the Bacchanals, but had prisoner, whom, with his hands tied behind him, they brought before the king. Pentheus, beholding him with wrathful countenance. said. "Fellow! you shall speedily be put to death that your fate may be a warning to others but though I grudge the delay of your punishment, speak, tell us who you are, and what are these new rites you celebrate The prisoner, unperturbed, responded, " My name is Acetes; my country is eople, who had no fields or flocks to lea they left me their fishing rods and nets and their fisherman s trade. This I followed for some time, till growing weary of remaining in one place, I learned the pilot's art and by the touched at the island of Dia and went ashore. Next morning i sent the men for fresh water,and myself mounted the hill to observe the wind, when my men returned bringing with them a prize, as they thought, a boy of delicate appearance, whom they had found asleep. They judged he was a noble youth, perhaps a kings son, and they might get a liberal ransom for him. I observed his dress, his walk, his face. There was something in them which I felt sure was more than mortal. I said to my men, What god there is concealed in that form I know not, but some one there certainly Pardon us, gentle deity, for the violence we have done you, and give success to our undertakings. Dictys, one of my best hands for climbing the mast and coming down by the ropes, and Melanthus, my steersman, and Epopeus, the leader of the sailor's cry one and all exclaimed, "Spare your prayers for us. So blind is the lust of gain! When they proceeded to put him on board I resisted them. This ship shall not be profaned by such impiety, said I. But Lycabas, a turbulent fellow, seized me by the throat and attempted to throw me overboard, and I scarcely saved myself by clinging to the ropes. The rest approved the deed42 for the new worship, forbade its rites to be performed. But when it was known that Bacchus was advancing, men and women，but chiefly the latter, young and old, poured forth to meet him and to join his triumphal march. It was in vain Pentheus remonstrated9 ，commanded and threatened. “Go，” said he to his attendants, “seize this vagabond10 leader of the and bring him to me. I will soon make him confess his false claim of heavenly parentage and renounce11 his counterfeit12 worship.” It was in vain his nearest friends and wisest counselors remonstrated and begged him not to oppose the god. Their remonstrance only made him more violent. But now the attendants returned whom he had dispatched to seize Bacchus. They had been driven away by the Bacchanals13, but had succeeded in taking one of them prisoner, whom，with his hands tied behind him, they brought before the king. Pentheus, beholding him with wrathful countenance, said, “Fellow! you shall speedily be put to death, that your fate may be a warning to others; but though I grudge14 the delay of your punishment, speak, tell us who you are, and what are these new rites you celebrate.” The prisoner, unperturbed15, responded, “My name is Acetes; my country is Maeonia; my parents were poor people, who had no fields or flocks to leave me, but they left me their fishing rods and nets and their fisherman’s trade. This I followed for some time, till growing weary of remaining in one place, I learned the pilot’s art and how to guide my course by the stars. It happened as I was sailing for Delos we touched at the island of Dia and went ashore. Next morning I sent the men for fresh water, and myself mounted the hill to observe the wind, when my men returned bringing with them a prize, as they thought, a boy of delicate appearance, whom they had found asleep. They judged he was a noble youth, perhaps a king’s son, and they might get a liberal ransom16 for him. I observed his dress, his walk, his face. There was something in them which I felt sure was more than mortal. I said to my men, ‘What god there is concealed in that form I know not, but some one there certainly is. Pardon us，gentle deity, for the violence we have done you, and give success to our undertakings.’ Dictys, one of my best hands for climbing the mast and coming down by the ropes, and Melanthus, my steersman, and Epopeus, the leader of the sailor’s cry, one and all exclaimed, ‘Spare17 your prayers for us.’ So blind is the lust of gain！When they proceeded to put him on board I resisted them. ‘This ship shall not be profaned by such impiety,’ said I. But Lycabas, a turbulent18 fellow, seized me by the throat and attempted to throw me overboard, and I scarcely saved myself by clinging to the ropes. The rest approved the deed