Supplices
Aeschylus
Aeschylus, Volume 1. Smyth, Herbert Weir, translator. London; New York: William Heinemann; G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1922.
- does it remain to make full payment.[*](The condensed phrase pay equal (measure of) justice, though emphasizing the notion of just retribution for evil, includes that of just reward for good—the act comes back upon the doer (δράσαντι παθεῖν).)Consider these just ordinances of God.
- I have considered them; and I am driven to this cruel predicament. I must take upon myself a mighty war against one side or the other.
- There is no escape, it is as firmly fixed as a ship’s hull drawn tight by windlasses. There is no result without grievous hurt. Now when goods are plundered from a homestead,
- other goods may come by grace of Zeus, guardian of household wealth; as a tongue that has shot arrows beside the mark, one speech may be the healer of another. But to avoid the shedding of kindred blood,
- surely there is need of sacrifice and that many a victim fall to many a god as a deliverance from impending harm. For truly, it is to my undoing that I have come into this quarrel; and yet I prefer to be unskilled rather than practised in the lore of foretelling ill. But may my judgment belie itself and all go well!
- Hear now the end of my appeals for compassion.
- I hear; say on. It shall not escape me.
- I have breast-bands and girdles to gather up my robes.
- Such things are proper, no doubt, for women.
- In these then, be sure, I have a beautiful instrument—
- Tell me what speech you plan to utter.
- If you will not give some pledge to this group—
- What will the contrivance of the sashes do for you?
- To adorn these images with tablets of strange sort.
- Your words are riddling; come, explain in simple speech.
- To hang ourselves from the statues of these gods.
- I detect a threat that is a lash upon my heart.
- You have grasped my intention, for I have cleared your vision.
- And on many sides there are difficulties hard to wrestle with; for, like a flood, a multitude of ills bursts on me.
- It is a sea of ruin, fathomless and impassable, which I am launched upon, and nowhere is there a haven from distress. For should I not pay the debt due to you, the pollution you name is beyond all range of speech; yet if