the trachiniae-第6部分
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servant； she wept； hapless one； at that sight； crying aloud upon her
own fate； and that of the household which would thenceforth be in
the power of others。
But when she ceased from this； suddenly I beheld her rush into the
chamber of Heracles。 From a secret place of espial； I watched her； and
saw her spreading coverings on the couch of her lord。 When she had
done this； she sprang thereon； and sat in the middle of the bed； her
tears burst forth in burning streams； and thus she spake： 'Ah；
bridal bed and bridal chamber mine； farewell now and for ever； never
more shall ye receive me to rest upon this couch。' She said no more；
but with a vehement hand loosed her robe； where the gold…wrought
brooch lay above her breast； baring all her left side and arm。 Then
I ran with all my strength； and warned her son of her intent。 But
lo； in the space between my going and our return； she had driven a
two…edged sword through her side to the heart。
At that sight； her son uttered a great cry； for he knew； alas；
that in his anger he had driven her to that deed； and he had
learned； too late； from the servants in the house that she had acted
without knowledge； by the prompting of the Centaur。 And now the youth；
in his misery； bewailed her with all passionate lament； he knelt；
and showered kisses on her lips； he threw himself at her side upon the
ground； bitterly crying that he had rashly smitten her with a
slander；… weeping that he must now live bereaved of both alike；… of
mother and of sire。
Such are the fortunes of this house。 Rash indeed； is he who
reckons on the morrow； or haply on days beyond it； for to…morrow is
not； until to…day is safely past。
CHORUS （singing）
strophe 1
Which woe shall I bewail first； which misery is the greater？ Alas；
'tis hard for me to tell。
antistrophe 1
One sorrow may be seen in the house； for one we wait with
foreboding： and suspense hath a kinship with pain。
strophe 2
Oh that some strong breeze might come with wafting power unto
our hearth； to bear me far from this land； lest I die of terror；
when look but once upon the mighty son of Zeus！
For they say that he is approaching the house in torments from
which there is no deliverance； a wonder of unutterable woe。
antistrophe 2
Ah； it was not far off； but close to us； that woe of which my
lament gave warning； like the nightingale's piercing note！
Men of an alien race are coming yonder。 And how； then； are they
bringing him？ In sorrow； as for some loved one； they move on their
mournful； noiseless march。
Alas； he is brought in silence！ What are we to think； that he is
dead； or sleeping？
（Enter HYLLUS and an OLD MAN；
with attendants；bearing HERACLES upon a litter。）
HYLLUS
Woe is me for thee； my father； woe is me for thee； wretched that I
am！ Whither shall I turn？ What can I do？ Ah me！
OLD MAN （whispering）
Hush； my son！ Rouse not the cruel pain that infuriates thy sire！
He lives； though prostrated。 Oh； put a stern restraint upon thy lips！
HYLLUS
How sayest thou； old man… is he alive？
OLD MAN （whispering）
Thou must not awake the slumberer！ Thou must not rouse and
revive the dread frenzy that visits him； my son！
HYLLUS
Nay； I am crushed with this weight of misery… there is madness
in my heart！
HERACLES （awaking）
O Zeus； to what land have I come？ Who are these among whom I
lie； tortured with unending agonies？ Wretched； wretched that I am！ Oh；
that dire pest is gnawing me once more！
OLD MAN （to HYLLUS）
Knew I not how much better it was that thou shouldest keep
silence； instead of scaring slumber from his brain and eyes？
HYLLUS
Nay； I cannot be patient when I behold this misery。
HERACLES
O thou Cenaean rock whereon mine altars rose； what a cruel
reward hast thou won me for those fair offerings；… be Zeus my witness！
Ah； to what ruin hast thou brought me； to what ruin！ Would that I
had never beheld thee for thy sorrow！ Then had I never come face to
face with this fiery madness； which no spell can soothe！ Where is
the charmer； where is the cunning healer； save Zeus alone； that
shall lull this plague to rest？ I should marvel； if he ever came
within my ken！
strophe 1
Ah！
Leave me； hapless one； to my rest… leave me to my last rest！
strophe 2
Where art thou touching me？ Whither wouldst thou turn me？ Thou
wilt kill me； thou wilt kill me！ If there be any pang that slumbers；
thou hast aroused it！
It hath seized me；… oh； the pest comes again！… Whence are ye； most
ungrateful of all the Greeks？ I wore out my troublous days in
ridding Greece of pests； on the deep and in all forests； and now； when
I am stricken； will no man succour me with merciful fire of sword？
antistrophe 1
Oh； will no one come and sever the head； at one fierce stroke；
from this wretched body？ Woe； woe is me！
OLD MAN
Son of Heracles； this task exceeds my strength；… help thou；… for
strength is at thy command； too largely to need my aid in his relief。
HYLLUS
My hands are helping； but no resource； in myself or from
another； avails me to make his life forget its anguish：… such is the
doom appointed by Zeus！
HERACLES
strophe 3
O my son； where art thou？ Raise me；… take hold of me；… thus
thus！ Alas； my destiny！
antistrophe 2
Again； again the cruel pest leaps forth to rend me； the fierce
plague with which none may cope！
O Pallas； Pallas； it tortures me again！ Alas； my son； pity thy
sire；… draw a blameless sword； and smite beneath my collar…bone； and
heal this pain wherewith thy godless mother hath made me wild！ So
may I see her fall；… thus； even thus； as she hath destroyed me！
antistrophe 3
Sweet Hades； brother of Zeus； give me rest； give me rest；… end
my woe by a swiftly…sped doom！
LEADER OF THE CHORUS
I shudder； friends； to hear these sorrows of our lord； what a
man is here； and what torments afflict him！
HERACLES
Ah； fierce full oft； and grievous not in name alone； have been the
labours of these hands； the burdens borne upon these shoulders！ But no
toil ever laid on me by the wife of Zeus or by the hateful
Eurystheus was like unto this thing which the daughter of Oeneus； fair
and false； hath fastened upon my back；… this woven net of the
Furies； in which I perish！ Glued to my sides； it hath eaten my flesh
to the inmost parts； it is ever with me； sucking the channels of my
breath； already it hath drained my fresh lifeblood； and my whole
body is wasted； a captive to these unutterable bonds。
Not the warrior on the battle…field； not the Giants' earth…born
host； nor the might of savage beasts； hath ever done unto me thus；…
not Hellas； nor the land of the alien； nor any land to which I have
come as a deliverer： no； a woman； a weak woman； born not to the
strength of man； all alone hath vanquished me； without stroke of sword
Son； show thyself my son indeed； and do not honour a mother's name
above a sire's： bring forth the woman that bare thee； and give her
with thine own hands into my hand； that I may know of a truth which
sight grieves thee most；… my tortured frame； or hers； when she suffers
her righteous doom！
Go； my son； shrink not… and show thy pity for me； whom many
might deem pitiful；… for me； moaning and weeping like a girl；… and the
man lives not who can say that he ever saw me do thus before； no；
without complaining I still went whither mine evil fortune led。 But
now； alas； the strong man hath been found a woman。
Approach； stand near thy sire； and see what a fate it is that hath
brought me to this pass； for I will lift the veil。 Behold！ Look； all
of you； on this miserable body； see how wretched； how piteous is my
plight！
Ah； woe is me！
The burning throe of torment is there anew； it darts through my
sides… I must wrestle once more with that cruel； devouring plague！
O thou lord of the dark realm； receive me！ Smite me； O fire of
Zeus！ Hurl down thy thunderbolt； O King； send it； O father； upon my
head！ For again the pest is consuming me； it hath blazed forth； it
hath started into fury！ O hands； my hands； O shoulders and breast
and trusty arms； ye； now in this plight； are the same whose force of
old subdued the dweller in Nemea； the scourge of herdsmen； the lion； a
creature that no man might approach or confront； ye tamed the Lernaean
Hydra； and that monstrous host of double form； man joined to steed；
a race with whom none may commune； violent； lawless； of surpassing
might； ye tamed the Erymanthian beast； and the three…headed whelp of
Hades underground； a resistless terror； offspring of the dread
Echidna； ye tamed the dragon that guarded the golden fruit in the
utmost places of the earth。
These toils and countless others have I proved； nor hath any man
vaunted a triumph over my prowess。 But now； with joints unhinged and
with flesh torn to shreds； I have become the miserable prey of an
unseen destroyer；… I； who am called the son of noblest mother；… I；
whose reputed sire is Zeus； lord of the starry sky。
But ye may be sure of one thing：… though I am as nought； though
I cannot move a step； yet she who hath done this deed shall feel my
heavy hand even now
