Since 1932 there have been available nearly a hundred fragmented lines of a single satyr-play of Aeschylus which require us to reconsider somewhat our image of the dramatist. Not that any revision of Aeschylus is suggested at this point. Such would be intolerable and untrue, for the Aeschylean portraits remain as magnificent as ever. But now there has been added a bright sketch reflecting a humorous and romantic side of the dramatist; as though, after possessing only a half dozen of only the tragedies of Shakespeare, we had found a small portion of A Midsummer-Night's Dream.