you are a man to make men fear; and fearful will be your end - an end that
shall raise your fame to the height of heaven. Stretch out your hands, Agauë,,
and you her sisters, daughters of Cadmus! I am bringing the young man to his
battle; and I and Dionysus shall be the victors."
Frenkel as Pentheus
do not know what life you live, or what you do, who you are.Dionysus:-""
"Who I am? Pentheus, son of Echion and Agaue.
" Pentheus means 'sorrow'. The name fits you well."
"Take him away. Imprison him in the stables; he'll have all the darkness
he wants. -You can dance in there!"
tearing Penthius apart with their bare hands
" Hounds of madness, fly to the mountain, fly, where Cadmus' daughters
are dancing in ecstasy! Madden them like a frenzied herd stampeding, against
the madman hiding in woman's clothes to spy on the Maenads' rapture! First
his mother shall see him craning his neck down from a rounded rock or a withered
trunk and shout to the Maenads, 'Who is the man, you Bacchae, who has come
to the mountain spying on the swift wild mountain dances of Cadmus' daughters?"
McCormack as Teiresias (blind man)
"Then you feel as I do. I am young too; I'll make an attempt at the dance."
You don't think we should make our way to the mountains by carriage?"
"No, no, that would not show the same respect for the god."
"I'll be your guide then - two old men together."
"The god will guide us there, and without weariness."
"Shall we be the only men in Thebes who dance to Bacchus?"
"We are the only men right-minded; the rest are perverse."
Chorus - members of the Roy Hart Theatre
"On, on! run, dance, delirious, possessed! You , the beauty and grace
of golden Tmolus, sing to the rattle of thunderous drums, sing for joy,
praise Dionysus, god of joy! Shout like Phrygians, sing out the tunes you
know, while the sacred pure toned flute vibrates the air with holy merriment,
in time to the pulse of the feet that flock to the mountains, to the mountains!
And , like a foal with its mother at pasture, runs and leaps
for joy every daughter of Bacchus."
the above photographs were taken by Paul Silber
Bacchae tearing Penthius apart with their bare hands.
This image was taken in one of the
original rehearsals of the Roy Hart Theatre at the Abraxas Club in Hampstead,
London in 1969.
Hart Theatre's Production of London,
note Dorothy Hart 1968