第 5 节
作者:连过十一人      更新:2022-07-12 16:21      字数:9318
  would shake off the dust; deny his mishap and begin the struggle anew。
  Not one of these generals of old time would have asked Cleaenetus to
  be fed at the cost of the State; but our present men refuse to
  fight; unless they get the honours of the Prytaneum and precedence
  in their seats。 As for us; we place our valour gratuitously at the
  service of Athens and of her gods; our only hope is that; should peace
  ever put a term te our toils; you will not grudge us our long; scented
  hair nor our delicate care for our toilet。
  SECOND SEMI…CHORUS (singing)
  Oh! Pallas; guardian of Athens; you; who reign over the most pious
  city; the most powerful; the richest in warriors and in poets;
  hasten to my call; bringing in your train our faithful ally in all our
  expeditions and combats; Victory; who smiles on our choruses and
  fights with us against our rivals。 Oh! goddess! manifest yourself to
  our sight; this day more than ever we deserve that you should ensure
  our triumph。
  LEADER OF SECOND SEMI…CHORUS
  We will sing likewise the exploits of our steeds! they are
  worthy of our praises; in what invasions; what fights have I not
  seen them helping us! But especially admirable were they; when they
  bravely leapt upon the galleys; taking nothing with them but a
  coarse wine; some cloves of garlic and onions; despite this; they
  nevertheless seized the sweeps just like men; curved their backs
  over the thwarts and shouted; 〃Hippapai! Give way! Come; all pull
  together! Come; come! How! Samphoras! Are you not rowing?〃 They rushed
  down upon the coast of Corinth; and the youngest hollowed out beds
  in the sand with their hoofs or went to fetch coverings; instead of
  luzern; they had no food but crabs; which they caught on the strand
  and even in the sea; so that Theorus causes a Corinthian crab to
  say; 〃'Tis a cruel fate; oh Posidon neither my deep hiding…places;
  whether on land or at sea; can help me to escape the Knights。〃
  (The SAUSAGE…SELLER returns。)
  LEADER OF THE CHORUS
  Welcome; oh; dearest and bravest of men! How distracted I have
  been during your absence! But here you are back; safe and sound。
  Tell us about the fight you have had。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  The important thing is that I have beaten the Senate。
  CHORUS (singing)
  All glory to you! Let us burst into shouts of joy! You speak well;
  but your deeds are even better。 Come; tell me everything in detail;
  what a long journey would I not be ready to take to hear your tale!
  Come; dear friend; speak with full confidence to your admirers。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  The story is worth hearing。 Listen! From here I rushed straight to
  the Senate; right in the track of this man; he was already letting
  loose the storm; unchaining the lightning; crushing the Knights
  beneath huge mountains of calumnies heaped together and having all the
  air of truth; he called you conspirators and his lies caught root like
  weeds in every mind; dark were the looks on every side and brows
  were knitted。 When I saw that the Senate listened to him favourably
  and was being tricked by his imposture I said to myself; 〃Come; gods
  of rascals and braggarts; gods of all fools; and toad…eaters; and thou
  too; oh market…place; wherein I was bred from my earliest days; give
  me unbridled audacity; an untiring chatter and a shameless voice。〃
  No sooner had I ended this prayer than a pederast farted on my
  right。 〃Hah! a good omen;〃 said I; and prostrated myself; then I burst
  open the door by a vigorous push with my arse; and; opening my mouth
  to the utmost; shouted; 〃Senators; I wanted you to be the first to
  hear the good news; since the war broke out; I have never seen
  anchovies at a lower price!〃 All faces brightened at once and I was
  voted a chaplet for my good tidings; and I added; 〃With a couple of
  words I will reveal to you how you can have quantities of anchovies
  for an obol; all you have to do is to seize on all the dishes the
  merchants have。〃 With mouths gaping with admiration; they applauded
  me。 However; the Paphlagonian winded the matter and; well knowing
  the sort of language which pleases the Senate best; said; 〃Friends;
  I am resolved to offer one hundred oxen to the goddess in
  recognition of this happy event。〃 The Senate at once veered to his
  side。 So when I saw myself defeated by this ox dung; I outbade the
  fellow; crying; 〃Two hundred!〃 And beyond this I moved that a vow be
  made to Diana of a thousand goats if the next day anchovies should
  only be worth an obol a hundred。 And the Senate looked towards me
  again。 The other; stunned with the blow; grew delirious in his speech;
  and at last the Prytanes and the Scythians dragged him out。 The
  Senators then stood talking noisily about the anchovies。 Cleon;
  however; begged them to listen to the Lacedaemonian envoy; who had
  come to make proposals of peace; but all with one accord cried
  〃Certainly it's not the moment to think of peace now! If anchovies are
  so cheap; what need have we of peace? Let the war take its course!〃
  And with loud shouts they demanded that the Prytanes should close
  the sitting and then they leapt over the rails in all directions。 As
  for me; I slipped away to buy all the coriander seed and leeks there
  were on the market and gave it to them gratis as seasoning for their
  anchovies。 It was marvellous! They loaded me with praises and
  caresses; thus I conquered the Senate with an obol's worth of leeks;
  and here I am。
  CHORUS (singing)
  Bravo! you are the spoilt child of Fortune。 Ah! our knave has
  found his match in another; who has far better tricks in his sack; a
  thousand kinds of knaveries and of wily words。 But the fight begins
  afresh; take care not to weaken; you know that I have long been your
  most faithful ally。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  Ah! ah! here comes the Paphlagonian! One would say it was a
  hurricane lashing the sea and rolling the waves before it in its fury。
  He looks as if he wanted to swallow me up alive! Ye gods! what an
  impudent knave!
  CLEON (as he rushes in)
  To my aid; my beloved lies! I am going to destroy you; or my
  name is lost。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  Oh! how he diverts me with his threats His bluster makes me laugh!
  And I dance the mothon for joy; and sing at the top of my voice;
  cuckoo!
  CLEON
  Ah! by Demeter! if I do not kill and devour you; may I die!
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  If you do not devour me? and I; if I do not drink your blood to
  the last drop; and then burst with indigestion。
  CLEON
  I; I will strangle you; I swear it by the front seat which Pylos
  gained me。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  By the front seat! Ah! Ah! might I see you fall into the
  hindmost seat!
  CLEON
  By heaven! I will put you to the torture。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  What a lively wit! Come; what's the best to give you to eat?
  What do you prefer? A purse?
  CLEON
  I will tear out your insides with my nails。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  And I will cut off your victuals at the Prytaneum。
  CLEON
  I will haul you before Demos; who will mete out justice to you。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  And I too will drag you before him and belch forth more
  calumnies than you。 Why; poor fool; he does not believe you; whereas I
  play with him at will。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  Is then Demos your property; your contemptible creature?
  CLEON
  It's because I know the dishes that please him。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  And these are little mouthfuls; which you serve to him like a
  clever nurse。 You chew the pieces and place some in small quantities
  in his mouth; while you swallow three parts yourself。
  CLEON
  Thanks to my skill; I know exactly how to enlarge or contract this
  gullet。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  My arse is just as clever。
  CLEON
  Well; my friend; you tricked me at the Senate; but take care!
  Let us go before Demos。
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  That's easily done; come; let's do it right away。
  CLEON (loudly)
  Oh; Demos! Come; I adjure you to help me; my father I
  SAUSAGE…SELLER (more loudly)
  Come; oh; my dear little Demos; come and see how I am insulted。
  DEMOS (coming out of his house followed by DEMOSTHENES)
  What a hubhub! To the Devil with you; bawlers! Alas! my olive
  branch; which they have torn down! Ah! it's you; Paphlagonian。 And
  who; pray; has been maltreating you?
  CLEON
  You are the cause of this man and these young people having
  covered me with blows。
  DEMOS
  And why?
  CLEON
  Because you love me passionately; Demos。
  DEMOS (to the SAUSAGE…SELLER)
  And you; who are you?
  SAUSAGE…SELLER
  His rival。 For many a long year have I loved you; have I wished to
  do you honour; I and a crowd of other men of means。 But this rascal
  here has prevented us。 You resemble those young men who do not know
  where to choose their lovers; you repulse honest folks; to earn your
  favours; one has to be a lamp…seller; a cobbler; a tanner or a
  currier。