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Dear web-surfing Bacchant, |
The following are my notes for a talk on "The Mænads and Ecstatic Dance" that served as a preparation for a night of ritual and trance dance at a Dionysia in our area. Please don't get frustrated if they are sketchy; as I said, they're notes. Also, in many cases, as it was an informal oral presentation for non-scholars, I didn't give attributions. Make of them what you will, and may He bless you always with sweet wine. |
--Isidora |
Appear, appear, whatso Thy shape or name. O Mountain Bull, Snake of a Hundred Heads, Lion of the Burning Flame! O God, Beast, Mystery, come! Fill soul and flesh with Thy mystic power. O God Whose gifts are joy and union of soul in dancing! |
One on the fair-turned pipe fulfils His song, with the warble of fingered trills The soul to frenzy awakening. From another the brazen cymbals ring. The shawm blares out, but beneath is the moan Of the bull-voiced mimes, unseen, unknown, And in deep diapason the shuddering sound Of drums, like thunder, beneath the ground. |