"Bacchantic" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Away! [Exit Mercury. Does she not come, As is her wont, Olympus' mighty king To clasp against her rapture-swelling breast? Why hastens not my Semele to meet me? A vacant, deathlike, fearful silence reigns On every side around the lonely palace, So wont to ring with wild bacchantic shouts— No breath is stirring—on Cithaeron's height Exulting Juno stands. Will Semele Never again make haste to meet her Zeus? (A pause, after which he continues.) Ha! Can yon impious one perchance have dared To set her foot in my love's sanctuary?— Saturnia—Mount Cithaeron—her rejoicings ...
— The Works of Frederich Schiller in English • Frederich Schiller
... lyre. The poses were statuesque rather than graceful, and the gestures had in them a great deal of the antique. But, beginning with the story of the barbarian invasions in the third volume, Professor Jones's interpretation took on a fury that was almost bacchantic. The sack of Rome by the Vandals in the year 451 was pictured in a veritable tempest of gyrations, leaps, and somersaults. The subtle and hidden meanings of the text called for all the resources of the Professor's eloquent legs, arms, shoulders, lips, ...
— The Patient Observer - And His Friends • Simeon Strunsky
... affinities and differences between them. Both drew from their study of the world the elements of joy which it contains; but the gladness of Correggio was more sensuous than that of Raphael; his intellectual faculties were less developed; his rapture was more tumultuous and Bacchantic. Like Raphael, Correggio died young; but his brief life was spent in comparative obscurity and solitude. Far from the society of scholars and artists, ignorant of courts, unpatronised by princes, he wrought for himself alone the miracle of brightness and of movement ...
— Renaissance in Italy Vol. 3 - The Fine Arts • John Addington Symonds
... how the Muras of Brazil by moonlight would engage all night in a Bacchantic dance in a great circle, hand in hand, the men on one side, the women on the other, shouting out all the time, the men "Who will marry me?" the women, "You are a beautiful devil; all women will marry you," (Spix and Martius, Reise in Brasilien, ...
— Studies in the Psychology of Sex, Volume 3 (of 6) • Havelock Ellis
... his eyes there gleamed and burned that same mockery and his crooked legs continued their mad dance. "Lo! lo! lo!" he seemed to sing, shaking his flute, laughing and jeering at everything, and raising boldly to the sun his head which was crowned as though with a bacchantic wreath by the withered leaves ...
— The Comedienne • Wladyslaw Reymont |
