第 14 节
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猜火车 更新:2021-02-21 14:35 字数:9322
Wretch; now my eyes are gone thou hast torn away
The helpless maiden who was eyes to me;
For these to thee and all thy cursed race
May the great Sun; whose eye is everywhere;
Grant length of days and old age like to mine。
CREON
Listen; O men of Athens; mark ye this?
OEDIPUS
They mark us both and understand that I
Wronged by the deeds defend myself with words。
CREON
Nothing shall curb my will; though I be old
And single…handed; I will have this man。
OEDIPUS
O woe is me!
CHORUS
Thou art a bold man; stranger; if thou think'st
To execute thy purpose。
CREON
So I do。
CHORUS
Then shall I deem this State no more a State。
CREON
With a just quarrel weakness conquers might。
OEDIPUS
Ye hear his words?
CHORUS
Aye words; but not yet deeds;
Zeus knoweth!
CREON
Zeus may haply know; not thou。
CHORUS
Insolence!
CREON
Insolence that thou must bear。
CHORUS
Haste ye princes; sound the alarm!
Men of Athens; arm ye; arm!
Quickly to the rescue come
Ere the robbers get them home。
'Enter THESEUS'
THESEUS
Why this outcry? What is forward? wherefore was I called away
From the altar of Poseidon; lord of your Colonus? Say!
On what errand have I hurried hither without stop or stay。
OEDIPUS
Dear friendthose accents tell me who thou art
Yon man but now hath done me a foul wrong。
THESEUS
What is this wrong and who hath wrought it? Speak。
OEDIPUS
Creon who stands before thee。 He it is
Hath robbed me of my all; my daughters twain。
THESEUS
What means this?
OEDIPUS
Thou hast heard my tale of wrongs。
THESEUS
Ho! hasten to the altars; one of you。
Command my liegemen leave the sacrifice
And hurry; foot and horse; with rein unchecked;
To where the paths that packmen use diverge;
Lest the two maidens slip away; and I
Become a mockery to this my guest;
As one despoiled by force。 Quick; as I bid。
As for this stranger; had I let my rage;
Justly provoked; have play; he had not 'scaped
Scathless and uncorrected at my hands。
But now the laws to which himself appealed;
These and none others shall adjudicate。
Thou shalt not quit this land; till thou hast fetched
The maidens and produced them in my sight。
Thou hast offended both against myself
And thine own race and country。 Having come
Unto a State that champions right and asks
For every action warranty of law;
Thou hast set aside the custom of the land;
And like some freebooter art carrying off
What plunder pleases thee; as if forsooth
Thou thoughtest this a city without men;
Or manned by slaves; and me a thing of naught。
Yet not from Thebes this villainy was learnt;
Thebes is not wont to breed unrighteous sons;
Nor would she praise thee; if she learnt that thou
Wert robbing meaye and the gods to boot;
Haling by force their suppliants; poor maids。
Were I on Theban soil; to prosecute
The justest claim imaginable; I
Would never wrest by violence my own
Without sanction of your State or King;
I should behave as fits an outlander
Living amongst a foreign folk; but thou
Shamest a city that deserves it not;
Even thine own; and plentitude of years
Have made of thee an old man and a fool。
Therefore again I charge thee as before;
See that the maidens are restored at once;
Unless thou would'st continue here by force
And not by choice a sojourner; so much
I tell thee home and what I say; I mean。
CHORUS
Thy case is perilous; though by birth and race
Thou should'st be just; thou plainly doest wrong。
CREON
Not deeming this city void of men
Or counsel; son of Aegeus; as thou say'st
I did what I have done; rather I thought
Your people were not like to set such store
by kin of mine and keep them 'gainst my will。
Nor would they harbor; so I stood assured;
A godless parricide; a reprobate
Convicted of incestuous marriage ties。
For on her native hill of Ares here
(I knew your far…famed Areopagus)
Sits Justice; and permits not vagrant folk
To stay within your borders。 In that faith
I hunted down my quarry; and e'en then
i had refrained but for the curses dire
Wherewith he banned my kinsfolk and myself:
Such wrong; methought; had warrant for my act。
Anger has no old age but only death;
The dead alone can feel no touch of spite。
So thou must work thy will; my cause is just
But weak without allies; yet will I try;
Old as I am; to answer deeds with deeds。
OEDIPUS
O shameless railer; think'st thou this abuse
Defames my grey hairs rather than thine own?
Murder and incest; deeds of horror; all
Thou blurtest forth against me; all I have borne;
No willing sinner; so it pleased the gods
Wrath haply with my sinful race of old;
Since thou could'st find no sin in me myself
For which in retribution I was doomed
To trespass thus against myself and mine。
Answer me now; if by some oracle
My sire was destined to a bloody end
By a son's hand; can this reflect on me;
Me then unborn; begotten by no sire;
Conceived in no mother's womb? And if
When born to misery; as born I was;
I met my sire; not knowing whom I met
or what I did; and slew him; how canst thou
With justice blame the all…unconscious hand?
And for my mother; wretch; art not ashamed;
Seeing she was thy sister; to extort
From me the story of her marriage; such
A marriage as I straightway will proclaim。
For I will speak; thy lewd and impious speech
Has broken all the bonds of reticence。
She was; ah woe is me! she was my mother;
I knew it not; nor she; and she my mother
Bare children to the son whom she had borne;
A birth of shame。 But this at least I know
Wittingly thou aspersest her and me;
But I unwitting wed; unwilling speak。
Nay neither in this marriage or this deed
Which thou art ever casting in my teeth
A murdered sireshall I be held to blame。
Come; answer me one question; if thou canst:
If one should presently attempt thy life;
Would'st thou; O man of justice; first inquire
If the assassin was perchance thy sire;
Or turn upon him? As thou lov'st thy life;
On thy aggressor thou would'st turn; no stay
Debating; if the law would bear thee out。
Such was my case; and such the pass whereto
The gods reduced me; and methinks my sire;
Could he come back to life; would not dissent。
Yet thou; for just thou art not; but a man
Who sticks at nothing; if it serve his plea;
Reproachest me with this before these men。
It serves thy turn to laud great Theseus' name;
And Athens as a wisely governed State;
Yet in thy flatteries one thing is to seek:
If any land knows how to pay the gods
Their proper rites; 'tis Athens most of all。
This is the land whence thou wast fain to steal
Their aged suppliant and hast carried off
My daughters。 Therefore to yon goddesses;
I turn; adjure them and invoke their aid
To champion my cause; that thou mayest learn
What is the breed of men who guard this State。
CHORUS
An honest man; my liege; one sore bestead
By fortune; and so worthy our support。
THESEUS
Enough of words; the captors speed amain;
While we the victims stand debating here。
CREON
What would'st thou? What can I; a feeble man?
THESEUS
Show us the trail; and I'll attend thee too;
That; if thou hast the maidens hereabouts;
Thou mayest thyself discover them to me;
But if thy guards outstrip us with their spoil;
We may draw rein; for others speed; from whom
They will not 'scape to thank the gods at home。
Lead on; I say; the captor's caught; and fate
Hath ta'en the fowler in the toils he spread;
So soon are lost gains gotten by deceit。
And look not for allies; I know indeed
Such height of insolence was never reached
Without abettors or accomplices;
Thou hast some backer in thy bold essay;
But I will search this matter home and see
One man doth not prevail against the State。
Dost take my drift; or seem these words as vain
As seemed our warnings when the plot was hatched?
CREON
Nothing thou sayest can I here dispute;
But once at home I too shall act my part。
THESEUS
Threaten us andbegone! Thou; Oedipus;
Stay here assured that nothing save my death
Will stay my purpose to restore the maids。
OEDIPUS
Heaven bless thee; Theseus; for thy nobleness
And all thy loving care in my behalf。
'Exeunt THESEUS and CREON'
CHORUS
(Str。 1)
O when the flying foe;
Turning at last to bay;
Soon will give blow for blow;
Might I behold the fray;
Hear the loud battle roar
Swell; on the Pythian shore;
Or by the torch…lit bay;
Where the dread Queen and Maid
Cherish the mystic rites;
Rites they to none betray;
Ere on his lips is laid
Secrecy's golden key
By their own acolytes;
Priestly Eumolpidae。
There I might chance behold
Theseus our captain bold
Meet with the robber band;
Ere they have fled the land;
Rescue by might and main
Maidens; the captives twain。
(Ant。 1)
Haply on swiftest steed;
Or in the flying car;
Now they approach the glen;
West of white Oea's scaur。
They will be vanqui