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agamemnon-第6章

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    Lay stark and stiff; so stern was Ida's snow?

    Or summer's scorch; what time the stirless wave

    Sank to its sleep beneath the noon…day sun?

    Why mourn old woes? their pain has passed away;

    And passed away; from those who fell; all care;

    For evermore; to rise and live again。

    Why sum the count of death; and render thanks

    For life by moaning over fate malign?

    Farewell; a long farewell to all our woes!

    To us; the remnant of the host of Greece;

    Comes weal beyond all counterpoise of woe;

    Thus boast we rightfully to yonder sun;

    Like him far…fleeted over sea and land。

    The Argive host prevailed to conquer Troy;

    And in the temples of the gods of Greece

    Hung up these spoils; a shining sign to Time。

    Let those who learn this legend bless aright

    The city and its chieftains; and repay

    The meed of gratitude to Zeus who willed

    And wrought the deed。 So stands the tale fulfilled。

  LEADER

    Thy words o'erbear my doubt: for news of good;

    The ear of age hath ever youth enow:

    But those within and Clytemnestra's self

    Would fain hear all; glad thou their ears and mine。

                               (CLYTEMNESTRA enters from the palace。)

  CLYTEMNESTRA

    That night; when first the fiery courier came;

    In sign that Troy is ta'en and razed to earth;

    So wild a cry of joy my lips gave out;

    That I was chidden…Hath the beacon watch

    Made sure unto thy soul the sack of Troy?

    A very woman thou; whose heart leaps light

    At wandering rumours!…and with words like these

    They showed me how I strayed; misled of hope。

    Yet on each shrine I set the sacrifice;

    And; in the strain they held for feminine;

    Went heralds thro' the city; to and fro;

    With voice of loud proclaim; announcing joy;

    And in each fane they lit and quenched with wine

    The spicy perfumes fading in the flame。

    All is fulfilled: I spare your longer tale…

    The king himself anon shall tell me all。



    Remains to think what honour best may greet

    My lord; the majesty of Argos; home。

    What day beams fairer on a woman's eyes

    Than this; whereon she flings the portal wide;

    To hail her lord; heaven…shielded; home from war?

    This to my husband; that he tarry not;

    But turn the city's longing into joy!

    Yea; let him come; and coming may he find

    A wife no other than he left her; true

    And faithful as a watch…dog to his home;

    His foemen's foe; in all her duties leal;

    Trusty to keep for ten long years unmarred

    The store whereon he set his master…seal。

    Be steel deep…dyed; before ye look to see

    Ill joy; ill fame; from other wight; in me!

  HERALD

    'Tis fairly said: thus speaks a noble dame;

    Nor speaks amiss; when truth informs the boast。

    (CLYTEMNESTRA withdraws again into the palace。)

  LEADER

    So has she spoken…be it yours to learn

    By clear interpreters her specious word。

    Turn to me; herald…tell me if anon

    The second well…loved lord of Argos comes?

    Hath Menelaus safely sped with you?

  HERALD

    Alas…brief boon unto my friends it were;

    To flatter them; for truth; with falsehoods fair!

  LEADER

    Speak joy; if truth be joy; but truth; at worst…

    Too plainly; truth and joy are here divorced。

  HERALD

    The hero and his bark were rapt away

    Far from the Grecian fleet; 'tis truth I say。

  LEADER

    Whether in all men's sight from Ilion borne;

    Or from the fleet by stress of weather torn?

  HERALD

    Full on the mark thy shaft of speech doth light;

    And one short word hath told long woes aright。

  LEADER

    But say; what now of him each comrade saith?

    What their forebodings; of his life or death?

  HERALD

    Ask me no more: the truth is known to none;

    Save the earth…fostering; all…surveying Sun。

  LEADER

    Say; by what doom the fleet of Greece was driven?

    How rose; how sank the storm; the wrath of heaven?

  HERALD

    Nay; ill it were to mar with sorrow's tale

    The day of blissful news。 The gods demand

    Thanksgiving sundered from solicitude。

    If one as herald came with rueful face

    To say; The curse has fallen; and the host

    Gone down to death; and one wide wound has reached

    The city's heart; and out of many homes

    Many are cast and consecrate to death;

    Beneath the double scourge; that Ares loves;

    The bloody pair; the fire and sword of doom…

    If such sore burden weighed upon my tongue;

    'Twere fit to speak such words as gladden fiends。

    But…coming as he comes who bringeth news

    Of safe return from toil; and issues fair;

    To men rejoicing in a weal restored…

    Dare I to dash good words with ill; and say

    For fire and sea; that erst held bitter feud;

    Now swore conspiracy and pledged their faith;

    Wasting the Argives worn with toil and war。

    Night and great horror of the rising wave

    Came o'er us; and the blasts that blow from Thrace

    Clashed ship with ship; and some with plunging prow

    Thro' scudding drifts of spray and raving storm

    Vanished; as strays by some ill shepherd driven。

    And when at length the sun rose bright; we saw

    Th' Aegaean sea…field flecked with flowers of death;

    Corpses of Grecian men and shattered hulls。

    For us indeed; some god; as well I deem;

    No human power; laid hand upon our helm;

    Snatched us or prayed us from the powers of air;

    And brought our bark thro'all; unharmed in hull:

    And saving Fortune sat and steered us fair;

    So that no surge should gulf us deep in brine;

    Nor grind our keel upon a rocky shore。



    So 'scaped we death that lurks beneath the sea;

    But; under day's white light; mistrustful all

    Of fortune's smile; we sat and brooded deep;

    Shepherds forlorn of thoughts that wandered wild

    O'er this new woe; for smitten was our host;

    And lost as ashes scattered from the pyre。

    Of whom if any draw his life…breath yet;

    Be well assured; he deems of us as dead;

    As we of him no other fate forebode。

    But heaven save all! If Menelaus live;

    He will not tarry; but will surely come:

    Therefore if anywhere the high sun's ray

    Descries him upon earth; preserved by Zeus;

    Who wills not yet to wipe his race away;

    Hope still there is that homeward he may wend。

    Enough…thou hast the truth unto the end。

                                                (The HERALD departs。)



  CHORUS (singing)

                                                            strophe 1



    Say; from whose lips the presage fell?

    Who read the future all too well;

      And named her; in her natal hour;

      Helen; the bride with war for dower

    'Twas one of the Invisible;

      Guiding his tongue with prescient power。

    On fleet; and host; and citade
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