第 4 节
作者:保时捷      更新:2021-02-18 21:47      字数:9322
  POVERTY
  Indeed? And have you not done me the most deadly injury by seeking
  to banish me from every country?
  CHREMYLUS
  Why; have you not got the Barathrum left? But who are you?
  Answer me quickly!
  POVERTY
  I am one that will punish you this very day for having wanted to
  make me disappear from here。
  BLEPSIDEMUS
  Might it be the tavern…keeper in my neighbourhood; who is always
  cheating me in measure?
  POVERTY
  I am Poverty; who have lived with you for so many years。
  BLEPSIDEMUS
  Oh! great Apollo! oh; ye gods! whither shall I fly?
  (He starts to run away。)
  CHREMYLUS
  Here! what are you doing! You coward! Are going to leave me here?
  BLEPSIDEMUS  (still running)
  Not I。
  CHREMYLUS
  Stop then! Are two men to run away from one woman?
  BLEPSIDEMUS
  But; you wretch; it's Poverty; the most fearful monster that
  ever drew breath。
  CHREMYLUS
  Stay where you are; I beg of you。
  BLEPSIDEMUS
  No no! a thousand times; no!
  CHREMYLUS
  Could we do anything worse than leave the god in the lurch and fly
  before this woman without so much as ever offering to fight?
  BLEPSIDEMUS
  But what weapons have we? Are we in a condition to show fight?
  Where is the breastplate; the buckler; that this wretch has not
  pawned?
  CHREMYLUS
  Be at ease。 Plutus will readily triumph over her threats unaided。
  POVERTY
  Dare you reply; you scoundrels; you who are caught red…handed at
  the most horrible crime?
  CHREMYLUS
  As for you; you cursed jade; you pursue me with your abuse; though
  I have never done you the slightest harm。
  POVERTY
  Do you think it is doing me no harm to restore Plutus to the use
  of his eyes?
  CHREMYLUS
  Is this doing you harm; that we shower blessings on all men?
  POVERTY
  And what do you think will ensure their happiness?
  CHREMYLUS
  Ah! first of all we shall drive you out of Greece。
  POVERTY
  Drive me out? Could you do mankind a greater harm?
  CHREMYLUS
  Yes…if I gave up my intention to deliver them from you。
  POVERTY
  Well; let us discuss this point first。 I propose to show that I am
  the sole cause of all your blessings; and that your safety depends
  on me alone。 If I don't succeed; then do what you like to me。
  CHREMYLUS
  How dare you talk like this; you impudent hussy?
  POVERTY
  Agree to hear me and I think it will be very easy for me to
  prove that you are entirely on the wrong road; when you want to make
  the just men wealthy。
  BLEPSIDEMUS
  Oh! cudgel and rope's end; come to my help!
  POVERTY
  Why such wrath and these shouts; before you hear my arguments?
  BLEPSIDEMUS
  But who could listen to such words without exclaiming?
  POVERTY
  Any man of sense。
  CHREMYLUS
  But if you lose your case; what punishment will you submit to?
  POVERTY
  Choose what you will。
  CHREMYLUS
  That's all right。
  POVERTY
  You shall suffer the same if you are beaten!
  CHREMYLUS
  Do you think twenty deaths a sufficiently large stake?
  BLEPSIDEMUS
  Good enough for her; but for us two would suffice。
  POVERTY
  You won't escape; for is there indeed a single valid argument to
  oppose me with?
  LEADER OF THE CHORUS
  To beat her in this debate; you must call upon all your wits。 Make
  no allowances and show no weakness!
  CHREMYLUS
  It is right that the good should be happy; that the wicked and the
  impious; on the other hand; should be miserable; that is a truth; I
  believe; which no one will gainsay。 To realize this condition of
  things is a proposal as great as it is noble and useful in every
  respect; and we have found a means of attaining the object of our
  wishes。 If Plutus recovers his sight and ceases from wandering about
  unseeing and at random; he will go to seek the just men and never
  leave them again; he will shun the perverse and ungodly; so; thanks to
  him; all men will become honest; rich and pious。 Can anything better
  be conceived for the public weal?
  BLEPSIDEMUS
  Of a certainty; no! I bear witness to that。 It is not even
  necessary she should reply。
  CHREMYLUS
  Does it not seem that everything is extravagance in the world;
  or rather madness; when you watch the way things go? A crowd of rogues
  enjoy blessings they have won by sheer injustice; while more honest
  folks are miserable; die of hunger; and spend their whole lives with
  you。 Now; if Plutus became clear…sighted again and drove out
  Poverty; it would be the greatest blessing possible for the human
  race。
  POVERTY
  Here are two old men; whose brains are easy to confuse; who assist
  each other to talk rubbish and drivel to their hearts' content。 But if
  your wishes were realized; your profit would be great! Let Plutus
  recover his sight and divide his favours out equally to all; and
  none will ply either trade or art any longer; all toil would be done
  away with。 Who would wish to hammer iron; build ships; sew; turn;
  cut up leather; bake bricks; bleach linen; tan hides; or break up
  the soil of the earth with the plough and garner the gifts of Demeter;
  if he could live in idleness and free from all this work?
  CHREMYLUS
  What nonsense all this is! All these trades which you just mention
  will be plied by our slaves。
  POVERTY
  Your slaves! And by what means will these slaves be got?
  CHREMYLUS
  We will buy them。
  POVERTY
  But first say; who will sell them; if everyone is rich?
  CHREMYLUS
  Some greedy dealer from Thessaly…the land which supplies so many。
  POVERTY
  But if your system is applied; there won't be a single
  slave…dealer left。 What rich man would risk his life to devote himself
  to this traffic? You will have to toil; to dig and submit yourself
  to all kinds of hard labour; so that your life would be more
  wretched even than it is now。
  CHREMYLUS
  May this prediction fall upon yourself!
  POVERTY
  You will not be able to sleep in a bed; for no more will ever be
  manufactured; nor on carpets; for who would weave them; if he had
  gold? When you bring a young bride to your dwelling; you will have
  no essences wherewith to perfume her; nor rich embroidered cloaks dyed
  with dazzling colours in which to clothe her。 And yet what is the
  use of being rich; if you are to be deprived of all these
  enjoyments? On the other hand; you have all that you need in
  abundance; thanks to me; to the artisan I am like a severe mistress;
  who forces him by need and poverty to seek the means of earning his
  livelihood。
  CHREMYLUS
  And what good thing can you give us; unless it be burns in the
  bath; and swarms of brats and old women who cry with hunger; and
  clouds uncountable of lice; gnats and flies; which hover about the
  wretch's head; trouble him; awake him and say; 〃You will be hungry;
  but get up!〃 Besides; to possess a rag in place of a mantle; a
  pallet of rushes swarming with bugs; that do not let you close your
  eyes; for a bed; a rotten piece of matting for a coverlet; a big stone
  for a pillow; on which to lay your head; to eat mallow roots instead
  of bread; and leaves of withered radish instead of cake; to have
  nothing but the cover of a broken jug for a stool; the stave of a
  cask; and broken at that; for a kneading…trough; that is the life
  you make for us! Are these the mighty benefits with which you
  pretend to load mankind?
  POVERTY
  It's not my life that you describe;; you are attacking the
  existence beggars lead。
  CHREMYLUS
  Is Beggary not Poverty's sister?
  POVERTY
  Thrasybulus and Dionysius are one and the same according to you。
  No; my life is not like that and never will be。 The beggar; whom you
  have depicted to us; never possesses anything。 The poor man lives
  thriftily and attentive to his work: he has not got too much; but he
  does not lack what he really needs。
  CHREMYLUS
  Oh! what a happy life; by Demeter! to live sparingly; to toil
  incessantly and not to leave enough to pay for a tomb!
  POVERTY
  That's it! jest; jeer; and never talk seriously! But what you
  don't know is this; that men with me are worth more; both in mind
  and body; than with Plutus。 With him they are gouty; big…bellied;
  heavy of limb and scandalously stout; with me they are thin;
  wasp…waisted; and terrible to the foe。
  CHREMYLUS
  No doubt it's by starving them that you give them that waspish
  waist。
  POVERTY
  As for behaviour; I will prove to you that modesty dwells with
  me and insolence with Plutus。
  CHREMYLUS
  Oh the sweet modesty of stealing and burglary。
  POVERTY
  Look at the orators in our republics; as long as they are poor;
  both state and people can only praise their uprightness; but once they
  are fattened on the public funds; they conceive a hatred for
  justice; plan intrigues against the people an