the acharnians-第10章
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tragic style）
Captives present within the house of Lamachus； water； water in a
little pot！ Make it warm； get ready cloths； cerate； greasy wool and
bandages for his ankle。 In leaping a ditch； the master has hurt
himself against a stake； he has dislocated and twisted his ankle；
broken his head by falling on a stone； while his Gorgon shot far
away from his buckler。 His mighty braggadocio plume rolled on the
ground； at this sight he uttered these doleful words； 〃Radiant star； I
gaze on thee for the last time； my eyes close to all light； I die。〃
Having said this； he falls into the water； gets out again； meets
some runaways and pursues the robbers with his spear at their
backsides。 But here he comes； himself。 Get the door open。
（In this final scene all the lines are sung。）
LAMACHUS （limping in with the help of two soldiers and singing a
song of woe）
Oh！ heavens！ oh！ heavens！ What cruel pain！ I faint； I tremble！
Alas！ I die！ the foe's lance has struck me！ But what would hurt me
most would be for Dicaeopolis to see me wounded thus and laugh at my
ill…fortune。
DICAEOPOLIS （enters with two courtesans； singing gaily）
Oh！ my gods！ what breasts！ Swelling like quinces！ Come； my
treasures； give me voluptuous kisses Glue your lips to mine。 Haha！ I
was the first to empty my cup。
LAMACHUS
Oh！ cruel fate！ how I suffer！ accursed wounds！
DICAEOPOLIS
Hah！ hah！ Hail！ Lamachippus！
LAMACHUS
Woe is me！
DICAEOPOLIS （to the one girl）
Why do you kiss me？
LAMACHUS
Ah； wretched me！
DICAEOPOLIS （to the other girl）
And why do you bite me？
LAMACHUS
'Twas a cruel score I was paying back！
DICAEOPOLIS
Scores are not evened at the Feast of Cups！
LAMACHUS
Oh Oh！ Paean； Paean！
DICAEOPOLIS
But to…day is not the feast of Paean。
LAMACHUS （to the soldiers）
Oh take hold of my leg； do； ah I hold it tenderly； my friends！
DICAEOPOLIS （to the girls）
And you； my darlings； take hold of my tool； both of you！
LAMACHUS
This blow with the stone makes me dizzy； my sight grows dim。
DICAEOPOLIS
For myself； I want to get to bed； I've got an erection and I
want to make love in the dark。
LAMACHUS
Carry me to the surgeon Pittalus。 Put me in his healing hands！
DICAEOPOLIS
Take me to the judges。 Where is the king of the feast？ The
wine…skin is mine！
LAMACHUS （as he is being carried away）
That spear has pierced my bones； what torture I endure！
DICAEOPOLIS （to the audience）
You see this empty cup！ I triumph！ I triumph！
CHORUS
Old man； I come at your bidding！ You triumph！ you triumph！
DICAEOPOLIS
Again I have brimmed my cup with umnixed wine and drained it at
a draught！
CHORUS
You triumph then； brave champion； thine is the wine…skin！
DICAEOPOLIS
Follow me； singing 〃Triumph！ Triumph！〃
CHORUS
Aye！ we will sing of thee； thee and thy sacred wine…skin； and we
all； as we follow thee； will repeat in thine honour； 〃Triumph；
Triumph！
…THE END…
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