"From me you do not have a thing to fear.
It is never right to fume at honest men." (118)
"They [Maenads] tore like an invading army
through the villages […]
They snatched up babies out of homes.
They carried fire on their flowing heads and it did not burn them." (119)
"I'm your lady's maid." […]
"There you dress it. I'm all yours now."
"Tch! Tch! Your girdles loose,
And your skirts all uneven at the ankles." (183-185)