第 8 节
作者:管他三七二十一      更新:2021-02-19 00:48      字数:9322
  discharged it toward the beach where stood the harnessed car; and in
  the moment that it broke; that mighty wall of waters; there issued
  from the wave a monstrous bull; whose bellowing filled the land with
  fearsome echoes; a sight too awful as it seemed to us who witnessed
  it。 A panic seized the horses there and then; but our master; to
  horses' ways quite used; gripped in both hands his reins; and tying
  them to his body pulled them backward as the sailor pulls his oar; but
  the horses gnashed the forged bits between their teeth and bore him
  wildly on; regardless of their master's guiding hand or rein or
  jointed car。 And oft as he would take the guiding rein and steer for
  softer ground; showed that bull in front to turn him back again;
  maddening his team with terror; but if in their frantic career they
  ran towards the rocks; he would draw nigh the chariot…rail; keeping up
  with them; until; suddenly dashing the wheel against a stone; he upset
  and wrecked the car; then was dire confusion; axle…boxes and linchpins
  springing into the air。 While he; poor youth; entangled in the reins
  was dragged along; bound by a stubborn knot; his poor head dashed
  against the rocks; his flesh all torn; the while he cried out
  piteously; 〃Stay; stay; my horses whom my own hand hath fed at the
  manger; destroy me not utterly。 O luckless curse of a father! Will
  no one come and save me for all my virtue?〃 Now we; though much we
  longed to help; were left far behind。 At last; I know not how; he
  broke loose from the shapely reins that bound him; a faint breath of
  life still in him; but the horses disappeared; and that portentous
  bull; among the rocky ground; I know not where。 I am but a slave in
  thy house; 'tis true; O king; yet will I never believe so monstrous
  a charge against thy son's character; no! not though the whole race of
  womankind should hang itself; or one should fill with writing every
  pine…tree tablet grown on Ida; sure as I am of his uprightness。
  LEADER
  Alas! new troubles come to plague us; nor is there any escape from
  fate and necessity。
  THESEUS
  My hatred for him who hath thus suffered made me glad at thy
  tidings; yet from regard for the gods and him; because he is my son; I
  feel neither joy nor sorrow at his sufferings。
  MESSENGER
  But say; are we to bring the victim hither; or how are we to
  fulfil thy wishes? Bethink thee; if by me thou wilt be schooled;
  thou wilt not harshly treat thy son in his sad plight。
  THESEUS
  Bring him hither; that when I see him face to face; who hath
  denied having polluted my wife's honour; I may by words and heaven's
  visitation convict him。
  (The MESSENGER departs。)
  CHORUS (singing)
  Ah! Cypris; thine the hand that guides the stubborn hearts of gods
  and men; thine; and that attendant boy's; who; with painted plumage
  gay; flutters round his victims on lightning wing。 O'er the land and
  booming deep on golden pinion borne flits the god of Love; maddening
  the heart and beguiling the senses of all whom he attacks; savage
  whelps on mountains bred; ocean's monsters; creatures of this
  sun…warmed earth; and man; thine; O Cypris; thine alone the
  sovereign power to rule them all。
  (ARTEMIS appears above。)
  ARTEMIS (chanting)
  Hearken; I bid thee; noble son of Aegeus: lo! 'tis I; Latona's
  child; that speak; I; Artemis。 Why; Theseus; to thy sorrow dost thou
  rejoice at these tidings; seeing that thou hast slain thy son most
  impiously; listening to a charge not clearly proved; but falsely sworn
  to by thy wife? though clearly has the curse therefrom upon thee
  fallen。 Why dost thou not for very shame hide beneath the dark
  places of the earth; or change thy human life and soar on wings to
  escape this tribulation? 'Mongst men of honour thou hast now no
  share in life。
  (She now speaks。)
  Hearken; Theseus; I will put thy wretched case。 Yet will it naught
  avail thee; if I do; but vex thy heart; still with this intent I came;
  to show thy son's pure heart;…that he may die with honour;…as well the
  frenzy and; in a sense; the nobleness of thy wife; for she was cruelly
  stung with a passion for thy son by that goddess whom all we; that joy
  in virgin purity; detest。 And though she strove to conquer love by
  resolution; yet by no fault of hers she fell; thanks to her nurse's
  strategy; who did reveal her malady unto thy son under oath。 But he
  would none of her counsels; as indeed was right; nor yet; when thou
  didst revile him; would he break the oath he swore; from piety。 She
  meantime; fearful of being found out; wrote a lying letter; destroying
  by guile thy son; but yet persuading thee。
  THESEUS
  Woe is me!
  ARTEMIS
  Doth my story wound thee; Theseus? Be still awhile; hear what
  follows; so wilt thou have more cause to groan。 Dost remember those
  three prayers thy father granted thee; fraught with certain issue?
  'Tis one of these thou hast misused; unnatural wretch; against thy
  son; instead of aiming it at an enemy。 Thy sea…god sire; 'tis true;
  for all his kind intent; hath granted that boon he was compelled; by
  reason of his promise; to grant。 But thou alike in his eyes and in
  mine hast shewn thy evil heart; in that thou hast forestalled all
  proof or voice prophetic; hast made no inquiry; nor taken time for
  consideration; but with undue haste cursed thy son even to the death。
  THESEUS
  Perdition seize me! Queen revered!
  ARTEMIS
  An awful deed was thine; but still even for this thou mayest
  obtain pardon; for it was Cypris that would have it so; sating the
  fury of her soul。 For this is law amongst us gods; none of us will
  thwart his neighbour's will; but ever we stand aloof。 For be well
  assured; did I not fear Zeus; never would I have incurred the bitter
  shame of handing over to death a man of all his kind to me most
  dear。 As for thy sin; first thy ignorance absolves thee from its
  villainy; next thy wife; who is dead; was lavish in her use of
  convincing arguments to influence thy mind。 On thee in chief this
  storm of woe hath burst; yet is it some grief to me as well; for
  when the righteous die; there is no joy in heaven; albeit we try to
  destroy the wicked; house and home。
  CHORUS (chanting)
  Lo! where he comes; this hapless youth; his fair young flesh and
  auburn locks most shamefully handled。 Unhappy house! what two…fold
  sorrow doth o'ertake its halls; through heaven's ordinance!
  (HIPPOLYTUS enters; assisted by his attendants。)
  HIPPOLYTUS (chanting)
  Ah! ah! woe is me! foully undone by an impious father's impious
  imprecation! Undone; undone! woe is me! Through my head dart fearful
  pains; my brain throbs convulsively。 Stop; let me rest my worn…out
  frame。 Oh; oh! Accursed steeds; that mine own hand did feed; ye have
  been my ruin and my death。 O by the gods; good sirs; beseech ye;
  softly touch my wounded limbs。 Who stands there at my right side? Lift
  me tenderly; with slow and even step conduct a poor wretch cursed by
  his mistaken sire。 Great Zeus; dost thou see this? Me thy reverent
  worshipper; me who left all men behind in purity; plunged thus into
  yawning Hades 'neath the earth; reft of life; in vain the toils I have
  endured through my piety towards mankind。 Ah me! ah me! O the thrill
  of anguish shooting through me! Set me down; poor wretch I am; come
  Death to set me free! Kill me; end my sufferings。 O for a sword
  two…edged to hack my flesh; and close this mortal life! Ill…fated
  curse of my father! the crimes of bloody kinsmen; ancestors of old;
  now pass their boundaries and tarry not; and upon me are they come all
  guiltless as I am; ah! why? Alas; alas! what can I say? How from my
  life get rid of this relentless agony? O that the stern Death…god;
  night's black visitant; would give my sufferings rest!
  ARTEMIS
  Poor sufferer! cruel the fate that links thee to it! Thy noble
  soul hath been thy ruin。
  HIPPOLYTUS
  Ah! the fragrance from my goddess wafted! Even in my agony I
  feel thee near and find relief; she is here in this very place; my
  goddess Artemis。
  ARTEMIS
  She is; poor sufferer! the goddess thou hast loved the best。
  HIPPOLYTUS
  Dost see me; mistress mine? dost see my present suffering?
  ARTEMIS
  I see thee; but mine eyes no tear may weep。
  HIPPOLYTUS
  Thou hast none now to lead the hunt or tend thy fane。
  ARTEMIS
  None now; yet e'en in death I love thee still。
  HIPPOLYTUS
  None to groom thy steeds; or guard thy shrines。
  ARTEMIS
  'Twas Cypris; mistress of iniquity; devised this evil。
  HIPPOLYTUS
  Ah me! now know I the goddess who destroyed me。
  ARTEMIS
  She was jealous of her slighted honour; vexed at thy chaste life。
  HIPPOLYTUS
  Ah! then I see her single hand hath struck down three of us。
  ARTEMIS
  Thy sire and thee; a