第 9 节
作者:雨来不躲      更新:2024-04-18 10:46      字数:6809
  cloud;
  Up off the plain; raised up cloud…thick by the thundering horse…
  hooves)
  Hewed with the sword's sharp edge; and so meanwhile Lord Agamemnon
  Followed; chasing and slaughtering aye; on…urgeing the Argives。
  Now; as when fire voracious catches the unclipped wood…land;
  This way bears it and that the great whirl of the wind; and the
  scrubwood
  Stretches uptorn; flung forward alength by the fire's fury rageing;
  So beneath Atreides Agamemnon heads of the scattered
  Trojans fell; and in numbers amany the horses; neck…stiffened;
  Rattled their vacant cars down the roadway gaps of the war…field;
  Missing the blameless charioteers; but; for these; they were
  outstretched
  Flat upon earth; far dearer to vultures than to their home…mates。
  Poem: Paris And Diomedes
  'Iliad; B。 XI V。 378'
  So he; with a clear shout of laughter;
  Forth of his ambush leapt; and he vaunted him; uttering thiswise:
  〃Hit thou art! not in vain flew the shaft; how by rights it had
  pierced thee
  Into the undermost gut; therewith to have rived thee of life…
  breath!
  Following that had the Trojans plucked a new breath from their
  direst;
  They all frighted of thee; as the goats bleat in flight from a
  lion。〃
  Then unto him untroubled made answer stout Diomedes:
  〃Bow…puller; jiber; thy bow for thy glorying; spyer at virgins!
  If that thou dared'st face me here out in the open with weapons;
  Nothing then would avail thee thy bow and thy thick shot of arrows。
  Now thou plumest thee vainly because of a graze of my footsole;
  Reck I as were that stroke from a woman or some pettish infant。
  Aye flies blunted the dart of the man that's emasculate;
  noughtworth!
  Otherwise hits; forth flying from me; and but strikes it the
  slightest;
  My keen shaft; and it numbers a man of the dead fallen straightway。
  Torn; troth; then are the cheeks of the wife of that man fallen
  slaughtered;
  Orphans his babes; full surely he reddens the earth with his blood…
  drops;
  Rotting; round him the birds; more numerous they than the women。〃
  Poem: Hypnos On Ida
  'Iliad; B。 XIV。 V。 283'
  They then to fountain…abundant Ida; mother of wild beasts;
  Came; and they first left ocean to fare over mainland at Lektos;
  Where underneath of their feet waved loftiest growths of the
  woodland。
  There hung Hypnos fast; ere the vision of Zeus was observant;
  Mounted upon a tall pine…tree; tallest of pines that on Ida
  Lustily spring off soil for the shoot up aloft into aether。
  There did he sit well…cloaked by the wide…branched pine for
  concealment;
  That loud bird; in his form like; that perched high up in the
  mountains;
  Chalkis is named by the Gods; but of mortals known as Kymindis。
  Poem: Clash In Arms Of The Achaians And Trojans
  'Iliad; B。 XIV。  V。 394'
  Not the sea…wave so bellows abroad when it bursts upon shingle;
  Whipped from the sea's deeps up by the terrible blast of the
  Northwind;
  Nay; nor is ever the roar of the fierce fire's rush so arousing;
  Down along mountain…glades; when it surges to kindle a woodland;
  Nay; nor so tonant thunders the stress of the gale in the oak…
  trees'
  Foliage…tresses high; when it rages to raveing its utmost;
  As rose then stupendous the Trojan's cry and Achaians';
  Dread upshouting as one when together they clashed in the conflict。
  Poem: The Horses Of Achilles
  'Iliad; B。 XVII。 V。 426'
  So now the horses of Aiakides; off wide of the war…ground;
  Wept; since first they were ware of their charioteer overthrown
  there;
  Cast down low in the whirl of the dust under man…slaying Hector。
  Sooth; meanwhile; then did Automedon; brave son of Diores;
  Oft; on the one hand; urge them with flicks of the swift whip; and
  oft; too;
  Coax entreatingly; hurriedly; whiles did he angrily threaten。
  Vainly; for these would not to the ships; to the Hellespont
  spacious;
  Backward turn; nor be whipped to the battle among the Achaians。
  Nay; as a pillar remains immovable; fixed on the tombstone;
  Haply; of some dead man or it may be a woman there…under;
  Even like hard stood they there attached to the glorious war…car;
  Earthward bowed with their heads; and of them so lamenting
  incessant
  Ran the hot teardrops downward on to the earth from their eyelids;
  Mourning their charioteer; all their lustrous manes dusty…clotted;
  Right side and left of the yoke…ring tossed; to the breadth of the
  yoke…bow。
  Now when the issue of Kronos beheld that sorrow; his head shook
  Pitying them for their grief; these words then he spake in his
  bosom;
  〃Why; ye hapless; gave we to Peleus you; to a mortal
  Master; ye that are ageless both; ye both of you deathless!
  Was it that ye among men most wretched should come to have heart…
  grief?
  'Tis most true; than the race of these men is there wretcheder
  nowhere
  Aught over earth's range found that is gifted with breath and has
  movement。〃
  Poem: The Mares Of The Camargue
  'From the MIREIO of Mistral'
  A hundred mares; all white! their manes
  Like mace…reed of the marshy plains
  Thick…tufted; wavy; free o' the shears:
  And when the fiery squadron rears
  Bursting at speed; each mane appears
  Even as the white scarf of a fay
  Floating upon their necks along the heavens away。
  O race of humankind; take shame!
  For never yet a hand could tame;
  Nor bitter spur that rips the flanks subdue
  The mares of the Camargue。  I have known;
  By treason snared; some captives shown;
  Expatriate from their native Rhone;
  Led off; their saline pastures far from view:
  And on a day; with prompt rebound;
  They have flung their riders to the ground;
  And at a single gallop; scouring free;
  Wide…nostril'd to the wind; twice ten
  Of long marsh…leagues devour'd; and then;
  Back to the Vacares again;
  After ten years of slavery just to breathe salt sea
  For of this savage race unbent;
  The ocean is the element。
  Of old escaped from Neptune's car; full sure;
  Still with the white foam fleck'd are they;
  And when the sea puffs black from grey;
  And ships part cables; loudly neigh
  The stallions of Camargue; all joyful in the roar;
  And keen as a whip they lash and crack
  Their tails that drag the dust; and back
  Scratch up the earth; and feel; entering their flesh; where he;
  The God; drives deep his trident teeth;
  Who in one horror; above; beneath;
  Bids storm and watery deluge seethe;
  And shatters to their depths the abysses of the sea。
  Cant。 iv。
  End