第 11 节
作者:点绛唇      更新:2021-02-21 16:25      字数:9322
  was a matter of birth。 You were an Athenian because your
  father and your grandfather had been Athenians before you。
  But however great your merits as a trader or a soldier; if you
  were born of non…Athenian parents; you remained a ‘‘foreigner''
  until the end of time。
  The Greek city; therefore; whenever it was not ruled by a
  king or a tyrant; was run by and for the freemen; and this
  would not have been possible without a large army of slaves
  who outnumbered the free citizens at the rate of six or five
  to one and who performed those tasks to which we modern
  people must devote most of our time and energy if we wish to
  provide for our families and pay the rent of our apartments。
  The slaves did all the cooking and baking and candlestick
  making of the entire city。 They were the tailors and the carpenters
  and the jewelers and the school…teachers and the bookkeepers
  and they tended the store and looked after the factory
  while the master went to the public meeting to discuss questions
  of war and peace or visited the theatre to see the latest
  play of AEschylus or hear a discussion of the revolutionary ideas
  of Euripides; who had dared to express certain doubts upon
  the omnipotence of the great god Zeus。
  Indeed; ancient Athens resembled a modem club。 All the
  freeborn citizens were hereditary members and all the slaves
  were hereditary servants; and waited upon the needs of their
  masters; and it was very pleasant to be a member of the
  organisation。
  But when we talk about slaves。 we do not mean the sort of
  people about whom you have read in the pages of ‘‘Uncle
  Tom's Cabin。'' It is true that the position of those slaves who
  tilled the fields was a very unpleasant one; but the average
  freeman who had come down in the world and who had been
  obliged to hire himself out as a farm hand led just as miserable
  a life。 In the cities; furthermore; many of the slaves were
  more prosperous than the poorer classes of the freemen。 For
  the Greeks; who loved moderation in all things; did not like to
  treat their slaves after the fashion which afterward was so
  common in Rome; where a slave had as few rights as an engine
  in a modern factory and could be thrown to the wild animals
  upon the smallest pretext。
  The Greeks accepted slavery as a necessary institution;
  without which no city could possibly become the home of a truly
  civilised people。
  The slaves also took care of those tasks which nowadays are
  performed by the business men and the professional men。 As
  for those household duties which take up so much of the time
  of your mother and which worry your father when he comes
  home from his office; the Greeks; who understood the value of
  leisure; had reduced such duties to the smallest possible minimum
  by living amidst surroundings of extreme simplicity。
  To begin with; their homes were very plain。 Even the rich
  nobles spent their lives in a sort of adobe barn; which lacked
  all the comforts which a modern workman expects as his natural
  right。 A Greek home consisted of four walls and a roof。
  There was a door which led into the street but there were no
  windows。 The kitchen; the living rooms and the sleeping quarters
  were built around an open courtyard in which there was a
  small fountain; or a statue and a few plants to make it look
  bright。 Within this courtyard the family lived when it did not
  rain or when it was not too cold。 In one corner of the yard the
  cook (who was a slave) prepared the meal and in another
  corner; the teacher (who was also a slave) taught the children
  the alpha beta gamma and the tables of multiplication and in
  still another corner the lady of the house; who rarely left her
  domain (since it was not considered good form for a married
  woman to be seen on the street too often) was repairing her
  husband's coat with her seamstresses (who were slaves;) and
  in the little office; right off the door; the master was inspecting
  the accounts which the overseer of his farm (who was a slave)
  had just brought to him。
  When dinner was ready the family came together but the
  meal was a very simple one and did not take much time。 The
  Greeks seem to have regarded eating as an unavoidable evil
  and not a pastime; which kills many dreary hours and eventually
  kills many dreary people。 They lived on bread and on
  wine; with a little meat and some green vegetables。 They
  drank water only when nothing else was available because
  they did not think it very healthy。 They loved to call on each
  other for dinner; but our idea of a festive meal; where everybody
  is supposed to eat much more than is good for him; would
  have disgusted them。 They came together at the table for
  the purpose of a good talk and a good glass of wine and water;
  but as they were moderate people they despised those who
  drank too much。
  The same simplicity which prevailed in the dining room
  also dominated their choice of clothes。 They liked to be clean
  and well groomed; to have their hair and beards neatly cut;
  to feel their bodies strong with the exercise and the swimming
  of the gymnasium; but they never followed the Asiatic fashion
  which prescribed loud colours and strange patterns。 They
  wore a long white coat and they managed to look as smart as
  a modern Italian officer in his long blue cape。
  They loved to see their wives wear ornaments but they
  thought it very vulgar to display their wealth (or their wives)
  in public and whenever the women left their home they were as
  inconspicuous as possible。
  In short; the story of Greek life is a story not only of moderation
  but also of simplicity。 ‘‘Things;'' chairs and tables and
  books and houses and carriages; are apt to take up a great
  deal of their owner's time。 In the end they invariably make
  him their slave and his hours are spent looking after their
  wants; keeping them polished and brushed and painted。 The
  Greeks; before everything else; wanted to be ‘‘free;'' both in
  mind and in body。 That they might maintain their liberty; and
  be truly free in spirit; they reduced their daily needs to the
  lowest possible point。
  THE GREEK THEATRE
  THE ORIGINS OF THE THEATRE; THE FIRST
  FORM OF PUBLIC AMUSEMENT
  AT a very early stage of their history the Greeks had begun
  to collect the poems; which had been written in honor of
  their brave ancestors who had driven the Pelasgians out of
  Hellas and had destroyed the power of Troy。 These poems were
  recited in public and everybody came to listen to them。 But
  the theatre; the form of entertainment which has become almost
  a necessary part of our own lives; did not grow out of these
  recited heroic tales。 It had such a curious origin that I must
  tell you something about it in a separate chapter
  The Greeks had always been fond of parades。 Every
  year they held solemn processions in honor of Dionysos the
  God of the wine。 As everybody in Greece drank wine (the
  Greeks thought water only useful for the purpose of swimming
  and sailing) this particular Divinity was as popular as a God
  of the Soda…Fountain would be in our own land。
  And because the Wine…God was supposed to live in the
  vineyards; amidst a merry mob of Satyrs (strange creatures
  who were half man and half goat); the crowd that joined the
  procession used to wear goat…skins and to hee…haw like real
  billy…goats。 The Greek word for goat is ‘‘tragos'' and the
  Greek word for singer is ‘‘oidos。'' The singer who meh…mehed
  like a goat therefore was called a ‘‘tragos…oidos'' or goat singer;
  and it is this strange name which developed into the modern
  word ‘‘Tragedy;'' which means in the theatrical sense a piece
  with an unhappy ending; just as Comedy (which really means
  the singing of something ‘‘comos'' or gay) is the name given
  to a play which ends happily。
  But how; you will ask; did this noisy chorus of masqueraders;
  stamping around like wild goats; ever develop into the
  noble tragedies which have filled the theatres of the world for
  almost two thousand years?
  The connecting link between the goat…singer and Hamlet is
  really very simple as I shall show you in a moment。
  The singing chorus was very amusing in the beginning and
  attracted large crowds of spectators who stood along the side
  of the road and laughed。 But soon this business of tree…hawing
  grew tiresome and the Greeks thought dullness an evil only
  comparable to ugliness or sickness。 They asked for something
  more entertaining。 Then an inventive young poet from
  the village of Icaria in Attica hit upon a new idea which proved
  a tremendous success。 He made one of the members of the
  goat…chorus step forward and engage in conversation with the
  leader of the musicians who marched at the head of the parade
  playing upon their pipes of Pan。 This individual was allowed
  to step out of line。 He waved his arms and gesticulated
  while he spoke (that is to say he ‘‘acted'' while the others merely
  stood by and sang) and he asked a lo