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460 BC
THE SEVEN AGAINST THEBES
by Aeschylus
translated by E。D。A。 Morshead
CHARACTERS IN THE PLAY
ETEOCLES�察�son of Oedipus�察�King of Thebes
A SPY
CHORUS OF THEBAN WOMEN
ANTIGONE
ISMENE
sisters of ETEOCLES
A HERALD
SCENE�此�Within the Citadel of Thebes。 There is an altar with the
statues of several gods visible。 A crowd of citizens are present
as ETEOCLES enters with his attendants。��
ETEOCLES
Clansmen of Cadmus�察�at the signal given
By time and season must the ruler speak
Who sets the course and steers the ship of State
With hand upon the tiller�察�and with eye
Watchful against the treachery of sleep。
For if all go aright�察�thank Heaven�察�men say��
But if adversely´which may God forefend� �
One name on many lips�察�from street to street��
Would bear the bruit and rumour of the time��
Down witk Eteocles� �a clamorous curse��
A dirge of ruin。 May averting Zeus
Make good his title here�察�in Cadmus' hold��
You it beseems now´boys unripened yet
To lusty manhood�察�men gone past the prime
And increase of the full begetting seed��
And those whom youth and manhood well combined
Array for action´all to rise in aid
Of city�察�shrines�察�and altars of all powers
Who guard our land�察�that ne'er�察�to end of time��
Be blotted out the sacred service due
To our sweet mother´land and to her brood。
For she it was who to their guest´right called
Your waxing youth�察�was patient of the toil��
And cherished you on the land's gracious lap��
Alike to plant the hearth and bear the shield
In loyal service�察�for an hour like this。
Mark now� �until to´day�察�luck rules our scale��
For we�察�though long beleaguered�察�in the main
Have with our sallies struck the foemen hard。
But now the seer�察�the feeder of the birds
��Whose art unerring and prophetic skill
Of ear and mind divines their utterance
Without the lore of fire interpreted��
Foretelleth�察�by the mastery of his art��
That now an onset of Achaea's host
Is by a council of the night designed
To fall in double strength upon our walls。
Up and away�察�then�察�to the battlements��
The gates�察�the bulwarks� �don your panoplies��
Array you at the breast´work�察�take your stand
On the floorings of the towers�察�and with good heart
Stand firm for sudden sallies at the gates��
Nor hold too heinous a respect for hordes
Sent on you from afar�此�some god will guard��
I too�察�for shrewd espial of their camp��
Have sent forth scouts�察�and confidence is mine
They will not fail nor tremble at their task��
And�察�with their news�察�I fear no foeman's guile。
��A Spy enters。��
THE SPY
Eteocles�察�high king of Cadmus' folk��
I stand here with news certified and sure
From Argos' camp�察�things by myself descried。
Seven warriors yonder�察�doughty chiefs of might��
Into the crimsoned concave of a shield
Have shed a bull's blood�察�and�察�with hands immersed
Into the gore of sacrifice�察�have sworn
By Ares�察�lord of fight�察�and by thy name��
Blood´lapping Terror�察�Let our oath be heard´
Either to raze the walls�察�make void the hold
Of Cadmus´strive his children as they may´
Or�察�dying here�察�to make the foemen's land
With blood impasted。 Then�察�as memory's gift
Unto their parents at the far´off home��
Chaplets they hung upon Adrastus' car��
With eyes tear´dropping�察�but no word of moan。
For their steeled spirit glowed with high resolve��
As lions pant�察�with battle in their eyes。
For them�察�no weak alarm delays the clear
Issues of death or life� �I parted thence
Even as they cast the lots�察�how each should lead��
Against which gate�察�his serried company。
Rank then thy bravest�察�with what speed thou may'st��
Hard by the gates�察�to dash on them�察�for now��
Full´armed�察�the onward ranks of Argos come��
The dust whirls up�察�and from their panting steeds
White foamy flakes like snow bedew the plain。
Thou therefore�察�chieftain� �like a steersman skilled��
Enshield the city's bulwarks�察�ere the blast
Of war comes darting on them� �hark�察�the roar
Of the great landstorm with its waves of men
Take Fortune by the forelock� �for the rest��
By yonder dawn´light will I scan the field
Clear and aright�察�and surety of my word
Shall keep thee scatheless of the coming storm。
ETEOCLES
O Zeus and Earth and city´guarding gods��
And thou�察�my father's Curse�察�of baneful might��
Spare ye at least this town�察�nor root it up��
By violence of the foemen�察�stock and stem��
For here�察�from home and hearth�察�rings Hellas' tongue。
Forbid that e'er the yoke of slavery
Should bow this land of freedom�察�Cadmus' hold��
Be ye her help� �your cause I plead with mine´
A city saved doth honour to her gods��
��ETEOCLES�察�his attendants and most of the crowd go out。 The
CHORUS OF THEBAN WOMEN enters。 They appear terror´stricken。��
CHORUS ��singing��
I wail in the stress of my terror�察�and shrill is my cry of
despair。
The foemen roll forth from their camp as a billow�察�and onward they
bear��
Their horsemen are swift in the forefront�察�the dust rises up to
the sky��
A signal�察�though speechless�察�of doom�察�a herald more clear than a
cry��
Hoof´trampled�察�the land of my love bears onward the din to mine
ears。
As a torrent descending a mountain�察�it thunders and echoes and
nears��
The doom is unloosened and cometh� �O kings and O queens of high
Heaven��
Prevail that it fall not upon us� �the sign for their onset is
given´
They stream to the walls from without�察�white´shielded and keen for
the fray。
The rush of their feet�拭�to what shrine shall I bow me in terror
and pray��
��They rush to pray to the gods。��
O gods high´throned in bliss�察�we must crouch at the shrines in
your home��
Not here must we tarry and wail�此�shield clashes on shield as they
come
And now�察�even now is the hour for the robes and the chaplets of
prayer��
Mine eyes feel the flash of the sword�察�the clang is instinct with
the spear��
Is thy hand set against us�察�O Ares�察�in ruin and wrath to o'erwhelm
Thine own immemorial land�察�O god of the golden helm��
Look down upon us�察�we beseech thee�察�on the land that thou lovest
of old。
strophe 1
And ye�察�O protecting gods�察�in pity your people behold��
Yea�察�save us�察�the maidenly troop�察�from the doom and despair of the
slave��
For the crests of the foemen come onward�察�their rush is the rush
of a wave
Rolled on by the War´god's breath� �almighty one�察�hear us and save
From the grasp of the Argives' might� �to the ramparts of Cadmus
they crowd��
And�察�clenched in the teeth of the steeds�察�the bits clink horror
aloud
And seven high chieftains of war�察�with spear and with panoply
bold��
Are set�察�by the law of the lot�察�to storm the seven gates of our
hold��
antistrophe 1
Be near and befriend us�察�O Pallas�察�the Zeus´born maiden of might��
O lord of the steed and the sea�察�be thy trident uplifted to smite
In eager desire of the fray�察�Poseidon� �and Ares come down��
In fatherly presence revealed�察�to rescue Harmonia's town��
Thine too�察�Aphrodite�察�we are� �thou art mother and queen of our
race��
To thee we cry out in our