agamemnon-第2章
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He that was Lord of old；
In full…blown pride of place and valour bold；
Hath fallen and is gone； even as an old tale told：
And he that next held sway；
By stronger grasp o'erthrown
Hath pass'd away！
And whoso now shall bid the triumph…chant arise
To Zeus； and Zeus alone；
He shall be found the truly wise。
strophe 3
'Tis Zeus alone who shows the perfect way
Of knowledge： He hath ruled；
Men shall learn wisdom； by affliction schooled。
In visions of the night； like dropping rain；
Descend the many memories of pain
Before the spirit's sight： through tears and dole
Comes wisdom o'er the unwilling soul…
A boon； I wot； of all Divinity；
That holds its sacred throne in strength； above the sky！
antistrophe 3
And then the elder chief； at whose command
The fleet of Greece was manned；
Cast on the seer no word of hate；
But veered before the sudden breath of Fate…
Ah； weary while！ for； ere they put forth sail；
Did every store； each minish'd vessel； fail；
While all the Achaean host
At Aulis anchored lay；
Looking across to Chalcis and the coast
Where refluent waters welter； rock； and sway；
strophe 4
And rife with ill delay
From northern Strymon blew the thwarting blast…
Mother of famine fell；
That holds men wand'ring still
Far from the haven where they fain would be！…
And pitiless did waste
Each ship and cable； rotting on the sea；
And； doubling with delay each weary hour；
Withered with hope deferred th' Achaeans' warlike flower。
But when； for bitter storm； a deadlier relief；
And heavier with ill to either chief；
Pleading the ire of Artemis； the seer avowed；
The two Atreidae smote their sceptres on the plain；
And； striving hard； could not their tears restrain！
antistrophe 4
And then the elder monarch spake aloud…
Ill lot were mine； to disobey！
And ill； to smite my child； my household's love and pride！
To stain with virgin blood a father's hands； and slay
My daughter； by the altar's side！
'Twixt woe and woe I dwell…
I dare not like a recreant fly；
And leave the league of ships； and fail each true ally；
For rightfully they crave； with eager fiery mind；
The virgin's blood； shed forth to lull the adverse wind…
God send the deed be well！
strophe 5
Thus on his neck he took
Fate's hard compelling yoke；
Then； in the counter…gale of will abhorr'd； accursed；
To recklessness his shifting spirit veered…
Alas！ that Frenzy； first of ills and worst；
With evil craft men's souls to sin hath ever stirred！
And so he steeled his heart…ah； well…a…day…
Aiding a war for one false woman's sake；
His child to slay；
And with her spilt blood make
An offering； to speed the ships upon their way！
antistrophe 5
Lusting for war； the bloody arbiters
Closed heart and ears； and would nor hear nor heed
The girl…voice plead；
Pity me； Father！ nor her prayers；
Nor tender； virgin years。
So； when the chant of sacrifice was done；
Her father bade the youthful priestly train
Raise her； like some poor kid； above the altar…stone；
From where amid her robes she lay
Sunk all in swoon away…
Bade them； as with the bit that mutely tames the steed；
Her fair lips' speech refrain；
Lest she should speak a curse on Atreus' home and seed；
strophe 6
So； trailing on the earth her robe of saffron dye；
With one last piteous dart from her beseeching eye。
Those that should smite she smote
Fair； silent； as a pictur'd form； but fain
To plead； Is all forgot？
How oft those halls of old；
Wherein my sire high feast did hold；
Rang to the virginal soft strain；
When I； a stainless child；
Sang from pure lips and undefiled；
Sang of my sire； and all
His honoured life； and how on him should fall
Heaven's highest gift and gain！
antistrophe 6
And then…but I beheld not； nor can tell；
What further fate befell：
But this is sure； that Calchas' boding strain
Can ne'er be void or vain。
This wage from justice' hand do sufferers earn；
The future to discern：
And yet…farewell； O secret of To…morrow！
Fore…knowledge is fore…sorrow。
Clear with the clear beams of the morrow's sun；
The future presseth on。
Now； let the house's tale； how dark soe'er；
Find yet an issue fair！…
So prays the loyal； solitary band
That guards the Apian land。
（They turn to CLYTEMNESTRA； who leaves the altars and comes
forward。）
LEADER OF THE CHORUS
O queen； I come in reverence of thy sway…
For； while the ruler's kingly seat is void；
The loyal heart before his consort bends。
Now…be it sure and certain news of good；
Or the fair tidings of a flatt'ring hope；
That bids thee spread the light from shrine to shrine；
I； fain to hear； yet grudge not if thou hide。
CLYTEMNESTRA
As saith the adage； From the womb of Night
Spring forth； with promise fair； the young child Light。
Ay…fairer even than all hope my news…
By Grecian hands is Priam's city ta'en！
LEADER
What say'st thou？ doubtful heart makes treach'rous ear。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Hear then again； and plainly…Troy is ours！
LEADER
Thrills thro' heart such joy as wakens tears。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Ay； thro' those tears thine eye looks loyalty。
LEADER
But hast thou proof； to make assurance sure？
CLYTEMNESTRA
Go to； I have…unless the god has lied。
LEADER
Hath some night…vision won thee to belief？
CLYTEMNESTRA
Out on all presage of a slumb'rous soul！
LEADER
But wert thou cheered by Rumour's wingless word？
CLYTEMNESTRA
Peace…thou dost chide me as a credulous girl。
LEADER
Say then； how long ago the city fell？
CLYTEMNESTRA
Even in this night that now brings forth the dawn。
LEADER
Yet who so swift could speed the message here？
CLYTEMNESTRA
From Ida's top Hephaestus； lord of fire；
Sent forth his sign； and on； and ever on；
Beacon to beacon sped the courier…flame。
From Ida to the crag； that Hermes loves；
Of Lemnos； thence unto the steep sublime
Of Athos； throne of Zeus； the broad blaze flared。
Thence； raised aloft to shoot across the sea；
The moving light； rejoicing in its strength；
Sped from the pyre of pine； and urged its way；
In golden glory； like some strange new sun；
Onward； and reached Macistus' watching heights。
There； with no dull delay nor heedless sleep；
The watcher sped the tidings on in turn；
Until the guard upon Messapius' peak
Saw the far flame gleam on Euripus' tide；
And from the high…piled heap of withered furze
Lit the new sign and bade the message on。
Then the strong light； far…flown and yet undimmed；
Shot thro' the sky above Asopus' plain；
Bright as the moon； and on Cithaeron's crag
Aroused another watch of flying fire。
And there the sentinels no whit disowned；
But sent redoubled on； the hest of flame
Swift shot the light； above Gorgopis' bay；
To Aegiplanctus' mount； and bade the peak
Fail not the onward ordinance of fire。
And like a long beard streaming in the wind；
Full…fed with fuel； roared and rose the blaze；
And onward flaring； gleamed above the cape；
Beneath which shimmers the Saronic bay；
And thence leapt light unto Arachne's peak；
The mountain watch that looks upon our town。
Thence to th' Atreides' roof…in lineage fair；
A bright posterity of Ida's fire。
So sped from stage to stage； fulfilled in turn；
Flame after flame； along the course ordained；
And lo！ the last to speed upon its way
Sights the end first； and glows unto the goal。
And Troy is ta'en； and by this sign my lord
Tells me the tale； and ye have learned my word。
LEADER
To heaven； O queen； will I upraise new song：
But； wouldst thou speak once more； I fain would hear
From first to last the marvel of the tale。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Think you…this very morn…the Greeks in Troy；
And loud therein the voice of utter wail！
Within one cup pour vinegar and oil；
And look！ unblent； unreconciled； they war。
So in the twofold issue of the strife
Mingle the victor's shout； the captives' moan。
For all the conquered whom the sword has spared
Cling weeping…some unto a brother slain；
Some childlike to a nursing father's form；
And wail the loved and lost； the while their neck
Bows down already 'neath the captive's chain。
And lo！ the victors； now the fight is done；
Goaded by restless hunger； far and wide
Range all disordered thro' the town； to snatch
Such victual and such rest as chance may give
Within the captive halls that once were Troy…
Joyful to rid them of the frost and dew；
Wherein they couched upon the plain of old…
Joyful to sleep the gracious night all through；
Unsummoned of the watching sentinel。
Yet let them reverence well the city's gods；
The lords of Troy； tho' fallen； and her shrines；
So shall the spoilers not in turn be spoiled。
Yea； let no craving for forbidden gain
Bid conquerors yield before the darts of greed。
For we need yet； before the race be won；
Homewards； unharmed； to round the course once more。
For should the host wax wanton ere it come；
Then； tho'the sudden blow of fate be spared；
Yet in the sight of gods shall rise once more
The great wrong of the slain； to claim revenge。
Now； hearing from this woman's mouth of mine；
The tale and eke its warning； pray with me；
Luck sway the scale； with no uncertain poise；
For my fair hopes are changed to fairer joys。
LEADER
A gracious word thy woman's lips have told；
Worthy a wise man'
