the birds-第7章
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Here！ here！ let him be seized。 （The INSPECTOR runs off。） Why；
don't you want to stay any longer？ But let us get indoors as quick
as possible； we will sacrifice the goat inside。
FIRST SEMI…CHORUS （singing）
Henceforth it is to me that mortals must address their
sacrifices and their prayers。 Nothing escapes my sight nor my might。
My glance embraces the universe； I preserve the fruit in the flower by
destroying the thousand kinds of voracious insects the soil
produces； which attack the trees and feed on the germ when it has
scarcely formed in the calyx； I destroy those who ravage the balmy
terrace gardens like a deadly plague； all these gnawing crawling
creatures perish beneath the lash of my wing。
LEADER OF FIRST SEMI…CHORUS
I hear it proclaimed everywhere： 〃A talent for him who shall
kill Diagoras of Melos； and a talent for him who destroys one of the
dead tyrants。〃 We likewise wish to make our proclamation： 〃A talent to
him among you who shall kill Philocrates； the Struthian； four； if he
brings him to us alive。 For this Philocrates skewers the finches
together and sells them at the rate of an obolus for seven。 He
tortures the thrushes by blowing them out； so that they may look
bigger； sticks their own feathers into the nostrils of blackbirds； and
collects pigeons； which he shuts up and forces them； fastened in a
net； to decoy others。〃 That is what we wish to proclaim。 And if anyone
is keeping birds shut up in his yard； let him hasten to let them
loose； those who disobey shall be seized by the birds and we shall put
them in chains； so that in their turn they may decoy other men。
SECOND SEMI…CHORUS （singing）
Happy indeed is the race of winged birds who need no cloak in
winter！ Neither do I fear the relentless rays of the fiery dog…days；
when the divine grasshopper； intoxicated with the sunlight； as noon is
burning the ground； is breaking out into shrill melody； my home is
beneath the foliage in the flowery meadows。 I winter in deep
caverns； where I frolic with the mountain nymphs； while in spring I
despoil the gardens of the Graces and gather the white； virgin berry
on the myrtle bushes。
LEADER OF SECOND SEMI…CHORUS
I want now to speak to the judges about the prize they are going
to award； if they are favourable to us； we will load them with
benefits far greater than those Paris received。 Firstly； the owls of
Laurium； which every judge desires above all things； shall never be
wanting to you； you shall see them homing with you； building their
nests in your money…bags and laying coins。 Besides； you shall be
housed like the gods； for we shall erect gables over your dwellings；
if you hold some public post and want to do a little pilfering； we
will give you the sharp claws of a hawk。 Are you dining in town； we
will provide you with stomachs as capacious as a bird's crop。 But；
if your award is against us； don't fail to have metal covers fashioned
for yourselves； like those they place over statues； else； look out！
for the day you wear a white tunic all the birds will soil it with
their droppings。
PITHETAERUS
Birds！ the sacrifice is propitious。 But I see no messenger
coming from the wall to tell us what is happening。 Ah！ here comes
one running himself out of breath as though he were in the Olympic
stadium。
MESSENGER （running back and forth）
Where； where； where is he？ Where； where； where is he？ Where；
where； where is he？ Where is Pithetaerus； our leader？
PITHETAERUS
Here am I。
MESSENGER
The wall is finished。
PITHETAERUS
That's good news。
MESSENGER
It's a most beautiful； a most magnificent work of art。 The wall is
so broad that Proxenides； the Braggartian； and Theogenes could pass
each other in their chariots； even if they were drawn by steeds as big
as the Trojan horse。
PITHETAERUS
That's fine！
MESSENGER
Its length is one hundred stadia； I measured it myself。
PITHETAERUS
A decent length； by Posidon！ And who built such a wall？
MESSENGER
Birds…birds only； they had neither Egyptian brickmaker； nor
stone…mason； nor carpenter； the birds did it all themselves； I could
hardly believe my eyes。 Thirty thousand cranes came from Libya with
a supply of stones； intended for the foundations。 The water…rails
chiselled them with their beaks。 Ten thousand storks were busy
making bricks； plovers and other water fowl carried water into the
air。
PITHETAERUS
And who carried the mortar？
MESSENGER
Herons； in hods。
PITHETAERUS
But how could they put the mortar into the hods？
MESSENGER
Oh！ it was a truly clever invention； the geese used their feet
like spades； they buried them in the pile of mortar and then emptied
them into the hods。
PITHETAERUS
Ah！ to what use cannot feet be put？
MESSENGER
You should have seen how eagerly the ducks carried bricks。 To
complete the tale； the swallows came flying to the work； their beaks
full of mortar and their trowels on their backs； just the way little
children are carried。
PITHETAERUS
Who would want paid servants after this？ But tell me； who did
the woodwork？
MESSENGER
Birds again； aid clever carpenters too； the pelicans； for they
squared up the gates with their beaks in such a fashion that one would
have thought they were using axes； the noise was just like a dockyard。
Now the whole wall is tight everywhere； securely bolted and well
guarded； it is patrolled； bell in hand； the sentinels stand everywhere
and beacons burn on the towers。 But I must run off to clean myself；
the rest is your business。
（He departs。）
LEADER OF THE CHORUS （to PITHETAERUS）
Well！ what do you say to it？ Are you not astonished at the wall
being completed so quickly？
PITHETAERUS
By the gods； yes； and with good reason。 It's really not to be
believed。 But here comes another messenger from the wall to bring us
some further news！ What a fighting look he has！
SECOND MESSENGER （rushing in）
Alas！ alas！ alas！ alas！ alas！ alas！
PITHETAERUS
What's the matter？
SECOND MESSENGER
A horrible outrage has occurred； a god sent by Zeus has passed
through our gates and has penetrated the realms of the air without the
knowledge of the jays； who are on guard in the daytime。
PITHETAERUS
It's a terrible and criminal deed。 What god was it？
SECOND MESSENGER
We don't know that。 All we know is； that he has got wings。
PITHETAERUS
Why were not patrolmen sent against him at once？
SECOND MESSENGER
We have despatched thirty thousand hawks of the legion of
Mounted Archers。 All the hook…clawed birds are moving against him； the
kestrel； the buzzard； the vulture； the great…horned owl； they cleave
the air so that it resounds with the flapping of their wings； they are
looking everywhere for the god； who cannot be far away； indeed； if I
mistake not； he is coming from yonder side。
PITHETAERUS
To arms； all； with slings and bows！ This way； all our soldiers；
shoot and strike！ Some one give me a sling！
CHORUS （singing）
War； a terrible war is breaking out between us and the gods！ Come；
let each one guard Air； the son of Erebus； in which the clouds
float。 Take care no immortal enters it without your knowledge。
LEADER OF THE CHORUS
Scan all sides with your glance。 Hark！ methinks I can hear the
rustle of the swift wings of a god from heaven。
（The Machine brings in IRIS； in the form of a young girl。）
PITHETAERUS
Hi！ you woman！ where； where； are you flying to？ Halt； don't
stir！ keep motionless！ not a beat of your wing！ （She pauses in her
flight。） Who are you and from what country？ You must say whence you
come。
IRIS
I come from the abode of the Olympian gods。
PITHETAERUS
What's your name； ship or head…dress？
IRIS
I am swift Iris。
PITHETAERUS
Paralus or Salaminia？
IRIS
What do you mean？
PITHETAERUS
Let a buzzard rush at her and seize her。
IRIS
Seize me？ But what do all these insults mean？
PITHETAERUS
Woe to you！
IRIS
I do not understand it。
PITHETAERUS
By which gate did you pass through the wall； wretched woman？
IRIS
By which gate？ Why； great gods； I don't know。
PITHETAERUS
You hear how she holds us in derision。 Did you present yourself to
the officers in command of the jays？ You don't answer。 Have you a
permit； bearing the seal of the storks？
IRIS
Am I dreaming？
PITHETAERUS
Did you get one？
IRIS
Are you mad？
PITHETAERUS
No head…bird gave you a safe…conduct？
IRIS
A safe…conduct to me。 You poor fool！
PITHETAERUS
Ah！ and so you slipped into this city on the sly and into these
realms of air…land that don't belong to you。
IRIS
And what other roads can the gods travel？
PITHETAERUS
By Zeus！ I know nothing about that； not I。 But they won't pass
this way。 And you still dare to complain？ Why； if you were treated
according to your deserts； no Iris would ever have more justly
suffered death。
IRIS
I am immortal。
PITHETAERUS
You would have died nevertheless。…Oh！ that would be truly
intolerable！ What！ should the universe obey us and the gods alone
continue their insolence and not understand that they must submit to
the law of the strongest in their due turn？ But tell me； where are you
flying to？
IRIS
I？ The messenger of Zeus to mankind； I am going to tell them to
sacrifice sheep and oxen on the altars and to fill their streets
with the rich smoke of burning fat。
PITHETAERUS
Of which gods are you speaking？
IRIS
Of which？ Why； of ourselves； the gods of heaven。
PITHETAERUS
You； gods？
IRIS
Are there others then？
PITHETAERUS
Men now adore the birds as gods； and it's to them； by Zeus； that
they must offer sacrifices； and not to Zeus at all！
IRIS （in tragic style）
Oh！ fool！ fool！ fool！ Rouse not the wrath of the gods； for it is
terrible indeed。 Armed with the brand of Zeus； justice would
annihilate your race； the lightning would strike you as it did
Licymnius and consume both your body and the porticos of your palace。
PITHETAERUS
Here！ that's enough tall talk。 Just you listen and keep quiet！
Do you take me for a Lydian or a Phrygian and think to frighten me
with your big words？ Know； that if Zeus worries me again； I shall go
at the head of my eagles； who are armed with lightning； and reduce his
dwelling and that of Amphion to cinders。 I shall send more than six
hundred porphyrions clothed in leopards' skins up to heaven against
him； and formerly a single Porphyrion gave him enough to do。 As for
you； his messenger； if you annoy me； I shall begin by getting
between your thighs； and even though
