eumendides-第7章
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ORESTES
O Pallas； light and safety of my home；
Thou； thou hast given me back to dwell once more
In that my fatherland； amerced of which
I wandered； now shall Grecian lips say this；
The man is Argive once again； and dwells
Again within kiss father's wealthy hall；
By Pallas saved； by Loxias； and by Him；
The great third saviour； Zeus omnipotent…
Who thus in pity for my father's fate
Doth pluck me from my doom； beholding these；
Confederates of my mother。 Lo； I pass
To mine own home； but proffering this vow
Unto thy land and people： Nevermore；
Thro' all the manifold years of Time to be；
Shall any chieftain of mine Argive land
Bear hitherward his spears for fight arrayed。
For we； though lapped in earth we then shall lie；
By thwart adversities will work our will
On them who shall transgress this oath of mine；
Paths of despair and journeyings ill…starred
For them ordaining； till their task they rue。
But if this oath be rightly kept； to them
Will we the dead be full of grace； the while
With loyal league they honour Pallas' town。
And now farewell； thou and thy city's folk…
Firm be thine arms' grasp； closing with thy foes；
And； strong to save； bring victory to thy spear。
（ORESTES and APOLLO depart。）
CHORUS （chanting）
Woe on you； younger gods！ the ancient right
Ye have o'erridden； rent it from my hands。
I am dishonoured of you； thrust to scorn！
But heavily my wrath
Shall on this land fling forth the drops that blast and burn；
Venom of vengeance； that shall work such scathe
As I have suffered； where that dew shall fall；
Shall leafless blight arise；
Wasting Earth's offspring；…Justice； hear my call！…
And thorough all the land in deadly wise
Shall scatter venom； to exude again
In pestilence on men。
What cry avails me now； what deed of blood；
Unto this land what dark despite？
Alack； alack； forlorn
Are we； a bitter injury have borne！
Alack； O sisters； O dishonoured brood
Of mother Night！
ATHENA
Nay； bow ye to my words； chafe not nor moan：
Ye are not worsted nor disgraced； behold；
With balanced vote the cause had issue fair；
Nor in the end did aught dishonour thee。
But thus the will of Zeus shone clearly forth；
And his own prophet…god avouched the same；
Orestes slew： his slaying is atoned。
Therefore I pray you； not upon this land
Shoot forth the dart of vengeance； be appeased；
Nor blast the land with blight； nor loose thereon
Drops of eternal venom； direful darts
Wasting and marring nature's seed of growth。
For I； the queen of Athens' sacred right；
Do pledge to you a holy sanctuary
Deep in the heart of this my land； made just
By your indwelling presence； while ye sit
Hard by your sacred shrines that gleam with oil
Of sacrifice； and by this folk adored。
CHORUS （chanting）
Woe on you； younger gods！ the ancient right
Ye have o'erridden； rent it from my hands。
I am dishonoured of you； thrust to scorn！
But heavily my wrath
Shall on this land fling forth the drops that blast and burn；
Venom of vengeance； that shall work such scathe
As I have suffered； where that dew shall fall；
Shall leafless blight arise；
Wasting Earth's offspring；…justice； hear my call！…
And thorough all the land in deadly wise
Shall scatter venom； to exude again
In pestilence on men。
What cry avails me now； what deed of blood；
Unto this land what dark despite？
Alack； alack； forlorn
Are we； a bitter injury have borne！
Alack； O sisters； O dishonoured brood
Of mother Night！
ATHENA
Dishonoured are ye not； turn not； I pray；
As goddesses your swelling wrath on men；
Nor make the friendly earth despiteful to them。
I too have Zeus for champion…'tis enough…
I only of all goddesses do know
To ope the chamber where his thunderbolts
Lie stored and sealed； but here is no such need。
Nay； be appeased； nor cast upon the ground
The malice of thy tongue； to blast the world；
Calm thou thy bitter wrath's black inward surge；
For high shall be thine honour； set beside me
For ever in this land； whose fertile lap
Shall pour its teeming firstfruits unto you；
Gifts for fair childbirth and for wedlock's crown：
Thus honoured； praise my spoken pledge for aye。
CHORUS （chanting）
I； I dishonoured in this earth to dwell；…
Ancient of days and wisdom！ I breathe forth
Poison and breath of frenzied ire。 O Earth；
Woe； woe for thee； for me！
From side to side what pains be these that thrill？
Hearken； O mother Night； my wrath； mine agony！
Whom from mine ancient rights the gods have thrust
And brought me to the dust…
Woe； woe is me！…with craft invincible。
ATHENA
Older art thou than I； and I will bear
With this thy fury。 Know； although thou be
More wise in ancient wisdom； yet have
From Zeus no scanted measure of the same；
Wherefore take heed unto this prophecy…
If to another land of alien men
Ye go； too late shall ye feel longing dreep
For mine。 The rolling tides of time bring round
A day of brighter glory for this town；
And thou； enshrined in honour by the halls
Where dwelt Erechtheus； shalt a worship win
From men and from the train of womankind；
Greater than any tribe elsewhere shall pay。
Cast thou not therefore on this soil of mine
Whetstones that sharpen souls to bloodshedding；
The burning goads of youthful hearts； made hot
With frenzy of the spirit； not of wine。
Nor pluck as 'twere the heart from cocks that strive；
To set it in the breast of citizens
Of mine； a war…god's spirit； keen for fight；
Made stern against their country and their kin。
The man who grievously doth lust for fame；
War； full； immitigable； let him wage
Against the stranger； but of kindred birds
I hold the challenge hateful。 Such the boon
I proffer thee…within this land of lands；
Most loved of gods； with me to show and share
Fair mercy； gratitude and grace as fair。
CHORUS （chanting）
I； I dishonoured in this earth to dwell；…
Ancient of days and wisdom！ I breathe forth
Poison and breath of frenzied ire。 O Earth；
Woe； woe for thee； for me！
From side to side what pains be these that thrill？
Hearken； O mother Night； my wrath； mine agony！
Whom from mine ancient rights the gods have thrust
And brought me to the dust…
Woe； woe is me！…with craft invincible。
ATHENA
I will not weary of soft words to thee；
That never mayst thou say； Behold me spurned；
An elder by a younger deity；
And from this land rejected and forlorn；
Unhonoured by the men who dwell therein。
But； if Persuasion's grace be sacred to thee；
Soft in the soothing accents of my tongue；
Tarry； I Dray thee； yet； if go thou wilt。
Not rightfully wilt thou on this my town
Sway down the scale that beareth wrath and teen
Or wasting plague uport this folk。 'Tis thine；
If so thou wilt； inheritress to be
Of this my land； its utmost grace to win。
LEADER OF THE CHORUS
O queen； what refuge dost thou promise me？
ATHENA
Refuge untouched by bale： take thou my boon。
LEADER
What； if I take it； shall mine honour be？
ATHENA
No house shall prosper without grace of thine。
LEADER
Canst thou achieve and grant such power to me？
