EURIPIDES' INVOCATION TO DIONYSOS BROMIOS
O Bromius, leader, god of joy,
Bromius, take me there!
There the lovely Graces are,
and there Desire, and there
the bacchants have the right to worship.
The deity, the son of Zeus,
in feast, in festival, delights.
He loves the goddess Peace,
generous of good,
preserver of the young.
To rich and poor he gives
the painless delight of wine.
But him he hates who scoffs
at the happiness of those
for whom the day is blessed
and blessed the night;
whose simple wisdom shuns the thoughts
of proud, uncommon men.
What the common people
believe and do,
I too believe and do.
(trans. by William Arrowsmith, lines 412–430)
Euripides, The Bacchae












