peace-第7章
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Is that you； master？
TRYGAEUS
So I've been told。
SERVANT
What has happened to you？
TRYGAEUS
My legs pain me； it was such a damned long journey。
SERVANT
Oh！ tell me。。。。
TRYGAEUS
What？
SERVANT
Did you see any other man besides yourself strolling about in
heaven；
TRYGAEUS
No； only the souls of two or three dithyrambic poets。
SERVANT
What were they doing up there？
TRYGAEUS
They were seeking to catch some lyric exordia as they flew by
immersed in the billows of the air。
SERVANT
Is it true； what they tell us； that men are turned into stars
after death？
TRYGAEUS
Quite true。
SERVANT
Then what star has Ion of Chios turned into？
TRYGAEUS
The Morning Star； the one he wrote a poem about； as soon as he got
up there； everyone called him the Morning Star。
SERVANT
And those stars like sparks； that plough up the air as they dart
across the sky。
TRYGAEUS
They are the rich leaving the feast with a lantern and a light
inside it。…But hurry up； show this young girl into my house； （pointing
to OPORA） clean out the bath； heat some water and prepare the
nuptial couch for herself and me。 When that's done； come back here；
meanwhile I am off to present this other one to the Senate。
SERVANT
But where then did you get these girls？
TRYGAEUS
Where？ why in heaven。
SERVANT
I would not give more than an obolus for gods who have got to
keeping brothels like us mere mortals。
TRYGAEUS
They are not all like that； but there are some up there too who
live by this trade。
SERVANT
Come； that's rich！ But tell me； shall I give her something to eat？
TRYGAEUS
No； for she would touch neither bread nor cake； she is used to
licking ambrosia at the table of the gods。
SERVANT
Well； we can give her something to lick down here too。
（He takes OPORA into the house。）
CHORUS （singing）
Here is a truly happy old man； as far as I can judge。
TRYGAEUS （singing）
Ah！ but what shall I be； when you see me presently dressed for the
wedding？
CHORUS （singing）
Made young again by love and scented with perfumes； your lot
will be one we all shall envy。
TRYGAEUS （singing）
And when I lie beside her and fondle her breasts？
CHORUS （singing）
Oh！ then you will be happier than those spinning…tops who call
Carcinus their father。
TRYGAEUS （singing）
And I well deserve it； have I not bestridden a beetle to save
the Greeks； who now； thanks to me； can make love at their ease and
sleep peacefully on their farms？
SERVANT （returning from the house）
The girl has quitted the bath； she is charming from head to
foot； belly and buttocks too； the cake is baked and they are
kneading the sesame…biscuit； nothing is lacking but the bridegroom's
tool。
TRYGAEUS
Let us first hasten to lodge Theoria in the hands of the Senate。
SERVANT
Tell me； who is this woman？
TRYGAEUS
Why； it's Theoria； with whom we used formerly to go to Brauron； to
get tipsy and frolic…I had the greatest trouble to get hold of her。
SERVANT
Ah！ you charmer！ what pleasure your pretty bottom will afford me
every four years！
TRYGAEUS （to the audience）
Let's see； which one of you is steady enough to be trusted by
the Senate with the care of this charming wench？ （to the SERVANT）
Hi！ you； friend！ what are you drawing there？
SERVANT （who has been making signs in the air）
It's er。。。。 well； at the Isthmian Games I shall have a tent for my
tool。
TRYGAEUS （to the audience）
Come； who wishes to take the charge of her？ No one？ Come； Theoria；
I am going to lead you into the midst of the spectators and confide
you to their care。
SERVANT
Ah！ there is one who makes a sign to you。
TRYGAEUS
Who is it？
SERVANT
It's Ariphrades。 He wishes to take her home at once。
TRYGAEUS
No； he must not。 He would soon have her done for； absorbing all
her life…force。 Come； Theoria； take off all these clothes。 （THEORIA
undresses。 As soon as she is nude； TRYGAEUS conducts her to the
front row of seats； where the SENATORS sit。） Senate； Prytanes； gaze
upon Theoria and see what precious blessings I place in your hands。
Hasten to raise its limbs and to immolate the victim。 And look at this
chimney。
SERVANT
God； what a beautiful one！ It's black with smoke because the
Senate used to do its cooking there before the war。
TRYGAEUS
Now that you have found Theoria again； you can start the most
charming games from to…morrow； wrestling with her on the ground； on
all fours； or you can lay her on her side； or stand before her with
bent knees； or； well rubbed with oil； you can boldly enter the
lists； as in the Pancratium； belabouring your foe with blows from your
fist or something else。 The next day you will celebrate equestrian
games； in which the riders will ride side by side； or else the chariot
teams； thrown one on top of another； panting and whinnying； will
roll and knock against each other on the ground； while other rivals；
thrown out of their seats； will fall before reaching the goal； utterly
exhausted by their efforts。…Come； Prytanes； take Theoria。 Oh！ look…how
graciously yonder fellow has received her； you would not have been
in such a hurry to introduce her to the Senate； if nothing were coming
to you through it； you would not have failed to plead some holiday
as an excuse。
CHORUS （singing）
Such a man as you assures the happiness of all his
fellow…citizens。
TRYGAEUS （singing）
When you are gathering your vintages you will prize me even
better。
CHORUS （singing）
E'en from to…day we hail you as the deliverer of mankind。
TRYGAEUS （singing）
Wait until you have drunk a beaker of new wine； before you
appraise my true merits。
CHORUS （singing）
Excepting the gods； there is none greater than yourself； and
that will ever be our opinion。
TRYGAEUS （singing）
Yea； Trygaeus of Athmonia has deserved well of you； he has freed
both husbandman and craftsman from the most cruel ills； he has
vanquished Hyberbolus。
SERVANT
Well then； what must be done now？
TRYGAEUS
You must offer pots of green…stuff to the goddess to consecrate
her altars。
SERVANT
Pots of green…stuff as we do to poor Hermes…and even he thinks the
fare pretty mean？
TRYGAEUS
What will you offer them？ A fatted bull？
SERVANT
Oh no！ I don't want to start bellowing the battle…cry。
TRYGAEUS
A great fat swine then？
SERVANT
No； no。
TRYGAEUS
Why not？
SERVANT
We don't want any of the swinishness of Theagenes。
TRYGAEUS
What other victim do you prefer then？
SERVANT
A sheep。
TRYGAEUS
A sheep？
SERVANT
Yes。
TRYGAEUS
But that's the Ionic form of the word。
SERVANT
Purposely。 So that if anyone in the assembly says； 〃We must go
to war；〃 all may start bleating in alarm； 〃Oi； oi。〃
TRYGAEUS
A brilliant idea。
SERVANT
And we shall all be lambs one toward the other； yes； and milder
still toward the allies。
TRYGAEUS
Then go for the sheep and haste to bring it back with you； I
will prepare the altar for the sacrifice。
（They both leave。）
CHORUS （singing）
How everything succeeds to our wish； when the gods are willing and
Fortune favours us！ how opportunely everything falls out。
TRYGAEUS （returning）
Nothing could be truer； for look！ here stands the altar all
ready at my door。
（He enters his house。）
CHORUS （singing）
Hurry； hurry； for the winds are fickle； make haste； while the
divine will is set on stopping this cruel war and is showering on us
the most str
