"O Bacchus, bind us with bryony, Crown us with ivy, and Let every peak of Cithaeron ring With the triumph of animal holiness." (309)
The Chorus prays to Dionysus to bind them with nature. They long for union with both the god and the wild animal forces he represents. We would ask, at what point can this be taken too far? If all of humanity through itself headlong into animalistic practices, wouldn't we lose what it is to be human? How do we find a balance between the two forces?