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electra-第4部分
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But indeed I may not even counsel thee;… who shriekest that I
revile my mother; and truly I think that to me thou art less a
mother than mistress; so wretched is the life that I live; ever
beset with miseries by thee and by thy partner。 And that other; who
scarce escaped thy hand; the hapless Orestes; is wearing out his
ill…starred days in exile。 Often hast thou charged me with rearing him
to punish thy crime; and I would have done so; if I could; thou
mayst be sure:…for that matter; denounce me to all; as disloyal; if
thou wilt; or petulant; or impudent; for if I am accomplished in
such ways; methinks I am no unworthy child of thee。
LEADER OF THE CHORUS
I see that she breathes forth anger; but whether justice be with
her; for this she seems to care no longer。
CLYTEMNESTRA (to the CHORUS)
And what manner of care do I need to use against her; who hath
thus insulted a mother; and this at her ripe age? Thinkest thou not
that she would go forward to any deed; without shame?
ELECTRA
Now be assured that I do feel shame for this; though thou
believe it not; I know that my behaviour is unseemly; and becomes me
ill。 But then the enmity on thy part; and thy treatment; compel me
in mine own despite to do thus; for base deeds are taught by base。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Thou brazen one! Truly I and my sayings and my deeds give thee too
much matter for words。
ELECTRA
The words are thine; not mine; for thine is the action; and the
acts find the utterance。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Now by our lady Artemis; thou shalt not fail to pay for this
boldness; so soon as Aegisthus returns。
ELECTRA
Lo; thou art transported by anger; after granting me free
speech; aid hast no patience to listen。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Now wilt thou not hush thy clamour; or even suffer me to
sacrifice; when I have permitted thee to speak unchecked?
ELECTRA
I hinder not;… begin thy rites; I pray thee; and blame not my
voice; for I shall say no more。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Raise then; my handmaid; the offerings of many fruits; that I
may uplift my prayers to this our king; for deliverance from my
present fears。 Lend now a gracious ear; O Phoebus our defender; to
my words; though they be dark; for I speak not among friends; nor is
it meet to unfold my whole thought to the light; while she stands near
me; lest with her malice and her garrulous cry she spread some rash
rumour throughout the town: but hear me thus; since on this wise I
must speak。
That vision which I saw last night in doubtful dreams… if it
hath come for my good; grant; Lycean king; that it be fulfilled; but
if for harm; then let it recoil upon my foes。 And if any are
plotting to hurl me by treachery from the high estate which now is
mine; permit them not; rather vouch。 safe that; still living thus
unscathed; I may bear sway over the house of the Atreidae and this
realm; sharing prosperous days with the friends who share them now;
and with those of my children from whom no enmity or bitterness
pursues me。
O Lycean Apollo; graciously hear these prayers; and grant them
to us all; even as we ask! For the rest; though I be silent; I deem
that thou; a god; must know it; all things; surely; are seen by the
sons of Zeus。
(The PAEDAGOGUS enters。)
PAEDAGOGUS
Ladies; might a stranger crave to know if this be the palace of
the king Aegisthus?
LEADER
It is; sir; thou thyself hast guessed aright。
PAEDAGOGUS
And am I right in surmising that this lady is his consort? She
is of queenly aspect。
LEADER
Assuredly; thou art in the presence of the queen。
PAEDAGOGUS
Hail; royal lady! I bring glad tidings to thee and to Aegisthus;
from friend。
CLYTEMNESTRA
I welcome the omen; but I would fain know from thee; first; who
may have sent thee。
PAEDAGOGUS
Phanoteus the Phocian; on a weighty mission。
CLYTEMNESTRA
What is it; sir? Tell me: coming from a friend; thou wilt bring; I
know; a kindly message。
PAEDAGOGUS
Orestes is dead; that is the sum。
ELECTRA
Oh; miserable that I am! I am lost this day!
CLYTEMNESTRA
What sayest thou; friend; what sayest thou?… listen not to her!
PAEDAGOGUS
I said; and say again… Orestes is dead。
ELECTRA
I am lost; hapless one; I am undone!
CLYTEMNESTRA (to ELECTRA)
See thou to thine own concerns。… But do thou; sir; tell me
exactly;…how did he perish?
PAEDAGOGUS
I was sent for that purpose; and will tell thee all。 Having gone
to the renowned festival; the pride of Greece; for the Delphian games;
when he heard the loud summons to the foot…race which was first to
be decided; he entered the lists; a brilliant form; a wonder in the
eyes of all there; and; having finished his course at the point
where it began; he went out with the glorious meed of victory。 To
speak briefly; where there is much to tell; I know not the man whose
deeds and triumphs have matched his; but one thing thou must know;
in all the contests that the judges announced; he bore away the prize;
and men deemed him happy; as oft as the herald proclaimed him an
Argive; by name Orestes; son of Agamemnon; who once gathered the
famous armament of Greece。
Thus far; 'twas well; but; when a god sends harm; not even the
strong man can escape。 For; on another day; when chariots were to
try their speed at sunrise; he entered; with many charioteers。 One was
an Achaean; one from Sparta; two masters of yoked cars were Libyans;
Orestes; driving Thessalian mares; came fifth among them; the sixth
from Aetolia; with chestnut colts; a Magnesian was the seventh; the
eighth; with white horses; was of Aenian stock; the ninth; from
Athens; built of gods; there was a Boeotian too; making the tenth
chariot。
They took their stations where the appointed umpires placed them
by lot and ranged the cars; then; at the sound of the brazen trump;
they started。 All shouted to their horses; and shook the reins in
their hands; the whole course was filled with the noise of rattling
chariots; the dust flew upward; and all; in a confused throng; plied
their goads unsparingly; each of them striving to pass the wheels
and the snorting steeds of his rivals; for alike at their backs and at
their rolling wheels the breath of the horses foamed and smote。
Orestes; driving close to the pillar at either end of the
course; almost grazed it with his wheel each time; and; giving rein to
the trace…horse on the right; checked the horse on the inner side。
Hitherto; all the chariots had escaped overthrow; but presently the
Aenian's hard…mouthed colts ran away; and; swerving; as they passed
from the sixth into the seventh round; dashed their foreheads
against the team of the Barcaean。 Other mishaps followed the first;
shock on shock and crash on crash; till the whole race…ground of Crisa
was strewn with the wreck of the chariots。
Seeing this; the wary charioteer from Athens drew aside and
paused; allowing the billow of chariots; surging in mid course; to
go by。 Orestes was driving last; keeping his horses behind;… for his
trust was in the end; but when he saw that the Athenian was alone left
in; he sent a shrill cry ringing through the ears of his swift
colts; and gave chase。 Team was brought level with team; and so they
raced;…first one man; then the other。 showing his head in front of the
chariots。
Hitherto the ill…fated Orestes had passed safely through every
round; steadfast in his steadfast car; at last; slackening his left
rein while the horse was turning; unawares he struck the edge of the
pillar; he broke the axle…box in twain; he was thrown over the
chariot…rail; he was caught in the shapely reins; and; as he fell on
the ground; his colts were scattered into the middle of the course。
But when the people saw him fallen from the car; a cry of pity
went up for the youth; who had done such deeds and was meeting such
a doom;… now dashed to earth; now tossed feet uppermost to the sky;…
till the charioteers; with difficulty checking the career of his
horses; loosed him; so covered with blood that no friend who saw it
would have known the hapless corpse。 Straightway they burned it on a
pyre; and chosen men of Phocis are bringing in a small urn of bronze
the sad dust of that mighty form; to find due burial in his
fatherland。
Such is my story;… grievous to hear; if words can grieve; but
for us; who beheld; the greatest of sorrows that these eyes have seen。
LEADER
Alas; alas Now; methinks; the stock of our ancient masters hath
utterly perished; root and branch。
CLYTEMNESTRA
O Zeus; what shall I call these tidings;… glad tidings? Or dire;
but gainful? 'Tis a bitter lot; when mine own calamities make the
safety of my life。
PAEDAGOGUS
Why art thou so downcast; lady; at this news?
CLYTEMNESTRA
There is a strange power in motherhood; a mother may be wronged;
but she never learns to hate her child。
PAEDAGOGUS
Then it seems that we have come in vain。
CLYTEMNESTRA
Nay; not in vain; how canst thou say 'in vain;' when thou hast
brought an sure proofs of his death?… His; who sprang from mine own
life; yet; forsaking me who had suckled and reared him; became an
exile and an alien; and; after he went out of this land; he saw me
no more; but; charging me with the murder of his sire; he uttered
dread threats against me; so that neither by night nor by day could
sweet sleep cover mine eyes; but from moment to moment I lived in fear
of death。 Now; however…since this day I am rid of terror from him; and
from this girl;… that worse plague who shared my home; while still she
drained my very life…blood;…now; methinks; for aught that she can
threaten; I shall pass my days in peace。
ELECTRA
Ah; woe is me! Now; indeed; Orestes; thy fortune may be
lamented; w
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