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- Chorus of Theban Elders
- Even Danaë's beauty endured exchanging the light
- of the heavens for chambers bound in bronze.(108)945
- Hidden in a tomb-
- like chamber, she was bent to the yoke.
- And yet, honored in birth, O child, child,
- she became keeper for the gold-streaming seed of Zeus.950
- But the power of fate (whatever it may be) is terrible and wonderful.
- Neither wealth nor Ares,
- no tower, no dark ships
- beaten by the sea can escape it.
- Yoked was Dryas' hot-headed son,955
- King of Edonians, for his heart-stinging rage.(109)
- Shut away at Dionysus'
- command in a rocky bondage.
- Thus his madness' flowering might, terrible and wonderful,
- trickles away. That one in madness touched the god 960
- with heart-stinging tongues and came to know him.
- He would stop the women taken by god
- and the fire of the god's holy Eu-oi-oi-oi-oi (110)
- and anger the Muses who love the flute.965
- Beside the expanse of the twin seas' Dark Rocks,(111)
- lie the shores of the Bosphorus . . . and Thracian
- Salmydessus where its neighbor Ares 970
- saw upon the two sons of Phineus
- an accursed wound
- of blindness dealt by his savage wife,
- a wound inflicting blindness upon orbs
- appealing for vengeance from eyes pierced975
- by bloody hands and pointed shuttles.(112)
- Wretchedly wasting away, they weep their wretched
- suffering, having birth from a mother ill-wed.980
- The queen is the seed of
- the sons of Erechtheus, an ancient lineage,
- and in far-off caves
- she was reared amid paternal storms,
- daughter of Boreas, swift with the horses across the steep hills,985
- child of gods. But even over that one
- the long-lived Fates wielded power, child.
- [An old man, led by a boy, enters by the gangway from the city.(113)]
- Tiresias
- Lords of Thebes, we come by a common road,
- two seeing from one. For the blind,
- this way by a guide is usual.990
- Creon
- What is new, aged Tiresias?
- Tiresias
- I shall inform you, and, for your part, obey the prophet.
- Creon
- I did not differ before from your purpose, did I?
- Tiresias
- No, and you steered the city on a straight course.
- Creon
- From experience I can bear witness to your aid.(114)995
- Tiresias
- Now that you have come onto the razor's edge of chance, start thinking.
- Creon
- What is it? How I shudder at your voice.
- Tiresias
- You shall know when you have heard the marks of my craft.
- Sitting at the ancient seat for watching birds,(115)
- where lies my sanctuary for every bird,1000
- I hear an unknown sound of birds shrieking
- with a gadfly(116) sinister
and barbarous.
- And that they were tearing one another apart with murderous claws, I came
- to realize, for the whirling of wings was not without its own mark.
- Frightened, I immediately tested the burnt offerings1005
- on altars set fully ablaze, but from the sacrifices
- Hephaestus did not shine forth, but onto the ashes
- the juices oozing from the thigh pieces were melting
- and smoking and sputtering, and the bladders
- were exploding gall into the air, and dripping1010
- thigh bones were exposed from their enveloping fat.
- Such things I learned from this boy,
- prophecies withering away from rites bearing no marks,
- for he is my guide as I am for others.
- As for this situation, the city is sick from your thinking.1015
- Absolutely all our altars and braziers
- are filled by birds and dogs with the meat
- of the unfortunate fallen son of Oedipus.
- No longer do the gods accept prayers from us
- at sacrifices or the flames from our thigh pieces,1020
- nor do the birds scream cries that mark meaning clearly
- since they are glutted on the fat of a slain man's blood.
- Therefore, think about this, child. For men,
- all of them, it is common to make mistakes.
- Whenever he does make a mistake, that man is still not1025
- foolish or unhappy who, fallen into evil,
- applies a remedy and does not become immovable.
- Stubborn self-will incurs a charge of stupidity.
- No, yield to the dead, and do not goad
- the deceased. What valor this-- to slay the dead again?1030
- I have thought this out well and speak for
- your good. Learning from someone speaking kindly
- is very pleasant, if he speaks to your profit.
- Creon
- Elder, all of you, like bowmen at their target,
- shoot arrows at this man. I am not without experience
- of that prophetic craft of yours. By the tribe of those1035
- of your ilk, I have been sold off like wares and loaded as cargo before.
- Pursue your profits, sell electrum from Sardis,(117)
- if you wish, and the gold of India.
- You will not hide that one with a tomb,
- not even if Zeus's eagles want to seize1040
- him for meat and carry him to the thrones of Zeus.
- Not even fearing this pollution,
- will I give him up for burying, for well I know that
- none among men has the power to pollute gods.
- They fall shameful falls, old man Tiresias, those of mortals 1045
- who are very clever, whenever they utter shameful
- words nobly for the sake of profit.
- Tiresias
- Pheu,
- does any man know, does he consider . . .
- Creon
- Just what? What old saw are you saying?
- Tiresias
- by how much the best of possessions is good counsel?1050
- Creon
- By as much, I suppose, as not to have sense is the greatest harm.
- Tiresias
- You certainly were full of this sickness.
- Creon
- I prefer not to speak evil of a prophet.
- Tiresias
- And yet, you do, when you say I prophecy falsely.
- Creon
- Yes, for the whole family of prophets is philos to silver.1055
- Tiresias
- And the family of absolute rulers holds disgraceful profits as philoi.
- Creon
- Do you know what you are saying you say of sovereigns?(118)
- Tiresias
- I do, since on my account you saved the city and have it now.
- Creon
- You are a skilled prophet but one who is philos to wrongdoing.
- Tiresias
- You will goad me to say in my breast that ought not be moved. 1060
- Creon
- Move them. Only do not do so by speaking for profit.
- Tiresias
- Do I seem to you to speak that way?
- Creon
- Know that you are not going to sell my purpose.
- Tiresias
- Know this well: you will no longer
- finish many successive laps of the sun1065
- in which you yourself will have repaid one
- from your own loins, a corpse in return for corpses,
- because you have cast one of those up here down there,
- and while domiciling a living being in a tomb without honor,
- you have one of those belonging to the lower gods up here,1070
- a corpse without portion, without burial rites, without holiness.
- In those things, neither you nor the gods above have
- a share, but for this they(119)
are being violated by you.
- For this reason, mutilators whose destruction comes afterwards,
- lie in ambush for you, the Erinyes of Hades and the gods,1075
- so that you may be caught in these same evils.
- Consider whether I am saying this, silvered
- in bribes, for the wearing away of not a long time
- will reveal the laments for men, for women in your house.(120)
- All the cities(121) are
thrown into disorder by hostility(122)
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- whose severed bodies either dogs have consecrated
- or beasts or some winged bird, carrying
- an unhallowed stench into the city of their hearths.
- Such bolts, for you rile me, like an archer
- I let loose in rage at your heart,1085
- sure bolts whose heat you will not run out from under.
- Boy, lead us home, so this one
- may vent his rage on younger men
- and learn to nourish a tongue calmer
- and a mind in his breast better than he now bears.1090
- [Exit Tiresias, led by the boy.]
- Coryphaeus
- Lord, the man is gone after uttering terrible prophecies.
- We know, from the time I put on
- white hair from black,
- that he never cried out falsehood to a city.
- Creon
- I know this myself, and I shutter in my breast.1095
- For to yield is terrible, but to resist and
- smite my rage with ruin present a terrible alternative.
- Coryphaeus
- There is need, son of Menoeceus, to take good counsel.
- Creon
- What ought I to do, then? Tell me. I will obey.
- Coryphaeus
- Go, release the maiden from the cavernous room,1100
- and build a tomb for the one lying forth.
- Creon
- You advise this? It is best for me to yield?
- Coryphaeus
- As quickly as possible, lord, the gods' swift-footed
- Harms cut short those who think badly.(123)
- Creon
- Ah me! it is hard, but I abandon my heart to do it. 1105
- A vain battle must not be waged against necessity.
- Coryphaeus
- Go, and do these things. Do not entrust them to others.
- Creon
- I should go just as I am. Come, come, servants,
- both those present and those not present. Take up
- axes, and rush to the place in plain sight.(124)
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- Since my opinion turns around in this direction,
- I bound her myself, and I will go there and release her.
- For I fear that it is best for one to end
- his life preserving the established customs.
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