O Dionysus, we feel you near,stirring like molten lavaunder the ravaged earth,flowing from the wounds of your treesin tears of sap,screaming with the rageof your hunted beasts.
EuripidesAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet, Playwright
- Nationality: greek
- Born: September 21, 0480
- Died: December 30, 0405
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