the clouds-第3章
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but teach me one of your two methods of reasoning； the one whose
object is not to repay anything； and； may the gods bear witness；
that I am ready to pay any fee you may name。
SOCRATES
By which gods will you swear？ To begin with； the gods are not a
coin current with us。
STREPSIADES
But what do you swear by then？ By the iron money of Byzantium？
SOCRATES
Do you really wish to know the truth of celestial matters？
STREPSIADES
Why； yes； if it's possible。
SOCRATES
。。。。and to converse with the clouds； who are our genii？
STREPSIADES
Without a doubt。
SOCRATES
Then be seated on this sacred couch。
STREPSIADES （sitting down）
I am seated。
SOCRATES
Now take this chaplet。
STREPSIADES
Why a chaplet？ Alas！ Socrates； would you sacrifice me； like
Athamas？
SOCRATES
No； these are the rites of initiation。
STREPSIADES
And what is it I am to gain？
SOCRATES
You will become a thorough rattle…pate； a hardened old stager； the
fine flour of the talkers。。。。But come； keep quiet。
STREPSIADES
By Zeus！ That's no lie！ Soon I shall be nothing but wheat…flour；
if you powder me in that fashion。
SOCRATES
Silence； old man； give heed to the prayers。 （In an hierophantic
tone） Oh！ most mighty king； the boundless air； that keepest the
earth suspended in space； thou bright Aether and ye venerable
goddesses； the Clouds； who carry in your loins the thunder and the
lightning； arise； ye sovereign powers and manifest yourselves in the
celestial spheres to the eyes of your sage。
STREPSIADES
Not yet！ Wait a bit； till I fold my mantle double； so as not to
get wet。 And to think that I did not even bring my travelling cap！
What a misfortune！
SOCRATES （ignoring this）
Come； oh！ Clouds； whom I adore； come and show yourselves to this
man； whether you be resting on the sacred summits of Olympus；
crowned with hoar…frost； or tarrying in the gardens of Ocean； your
father； forming sacred choruses with the Nymphs； whether you be
gathering the waves of the Nile in golden vases or dwelling in the
Maeotic marsh or on the snowy rocks of Mimas； hearken to my prayer and
accept my offering。 May these sacrifices be pleasing to you。
（Amidst rumblings of thunder the CHORUS OF CLOUDS appears。）
CHORUS （singing）
Eternal Clouds； let us appear； let us arise from the roaring
depths of Ocean； our father； let us fly towards the lofty mountains；
spread our damp wings over their forest…laden summits； whence we
will dominate the distant valleys； the harvest fed by the sacred
earth； the murmur of the divine streams and the resounding waves of
the sea； which the unwearying orb lights up with its glittering beams。
But let us shake off the rainy fogs； which hide our immortal beauty
and sweep the earth from afar with our gaze。
SOCRATES
Oh； venerated goddesses； yes； you are answering my call！ （To
STREPSIADES。） Did you hear their voices mingling with the awful
growling of the thunder？
STREPSIADES
Oh！ adorable Clouds； I revere you and I too am going to let off my
thunder； so greatly has your own affrighted me。 （He farts。） Faith！
whether permitted or not； I must； I must crap！
SOCRATES
No scoffing； do not copy those damned comic poets。 Come；
silence！ a numerous host of goddesses approaches with songs。
CHORUS （singing）
Virgins； who pour forth the rains； let us move toward Attica；
the rich country of Pallas； the home of the brave； let us visit the
dear land of Cecrops； where the secret rites are celebrated； where the
mysterious sanctuary flies open to the initiate。。。。 What victims are
offered there to the deities of heaven！ What glorious temples！ What
statues！ What holy prayers to the rulers of Olympus！ At every season
nothing but sacred festivals； garlanded victims； is to be seen。 Then
Spring brings round again the joyous feasts of Dionysus； the
harmonious contests of the choruses and the serious melodies of the
flute。
STREPSIADES
By Zeus！ Tell me； Socrates； I pray you； who are these women； whose
language is so solemn； can they be demi…goddesses？
SOCRATES
Not at all。 They are the Clouds of heaven； great goddesses for the
lazy； to them we owe all； thoughts； speeches； trickery； roguery；
boasting； lies； sagacity。
STREPSIADES
Ah！ that was why； as I listened to them； my mind spread out its
wings； it burns to babble about trifles； to maintain worthless
arguments； to voice its petty reasons； to contradict； to tease some
opponent。 But are they not going to show themselves？ I should like
to see them； were it possible。
SOCRATES
Well； look this way in the direction of Parnes； I already see
those who are slowly descending。
STREPSIADES
But where； where？ Show them to me。
SOCRATES
They are advancing in a throng； following an oblique path across
the dales and thickets。
STREPSIADES
Strange！ I can see nothing。
SOCRATES
There； close to the entrance。
STREPSIADES
Hardly； if at all； can I distinguish them。
SOCRATES
You must see them clearly now； unless your eyes are filled with
gum as thick as pumpkins。
STREPSIADES
Aye； undoubtedly！ Oh！ the venerable goddesses！ Why； they fill up
the entire stage。
SOCRATES
And you did not know； you never suspected； that they were
goddesses？
STREPSIADES
No； indeed； I thought the Clouds were only fog； dew and vapour。
SOCRATES
But what you certainly do not know is that they are the support of
a crowd of quacks； the diviners； who were sent to Thurium； the
notorious physicians； the well…combed fops； who load their fingers
with rings down to the nails； and the braggarts； who write dithyrambic
verses； all these are idlers whom the Clouds provide a living for；
because they sing them in their verses。
STREPSIADES
It is then for this that they praise 〃the rapid flight of the
moist clouds； which veil the brightness of day〃 and 〃the waving
locks of the hundred…headed Typho〃 and 〃the impetuous tempests；
which float through the heavens； like birds of prey with aerial
wings loaded with mists〃 and 〃the rains； the dew； which the clouds
outpour。〃 As a reward for these fine phrases they bolt well…grown；
tasty mullet and delicate thrushes。
SOCRATES
Yes； thanks to these。 And is it not right and meet？
STREPSIADES
Tell me then why； if these really are the Clouds； they so very
much resemble mortals。 This is not their usual form。
SOCRATES
What are they like then？
STREPSIADES
I don't know exactly； well； they are like great packs of wool； but
not like women…no； not in the least。。。。And these have noses。
SOCRATES
Answer my questions。
STREPSIADES
Willingly！ Go on； I am listening。
SOCRATES
Have you not sometimes seen clouds in the sky like a centaur； a
leopard； a wolf or a bull？
STREPSIADES
Why； certainly I have； but what of that？
SOCRATES
They take what metamorphosis they like。 If they see a debauchee
with long flowing locks and hairy as a beast； like the son of
Xenophantes； they take the form of a Centaur in derision of his
shameful passion。
STREPSIADES
And when they see Simon； that thiever of public money； what do
they do then？
SOCRATES
To picture him to the life； they turn at once into wolves。
STREPSIADES
So that was why yesterday； when they saw Cleonymus； who cast
away his buckler because he is the veriest poltroon amongst men；
they changed into deer。
SOCRATES
And to…day they have seen Clisthenes； you see。。。。they are women
STREPSIADES
Hail； sovereign goddesses； and if ever you have let your celestial
voice be heard by mortal ears； speak to me； oh！ speak to me； ye
all…powerful queens。
CHORUS…LEADER
Hail！ veteran of the ancient times； you who burn to instruct
yourself in fine language。 And you； great hi
