Persians

Aeschylus

Aeschylus, Volume 1. Smyth, Herbert Weir, translator. London; New York: William Heinemann; G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1922.

  1. For since he did not ever cause the destruction of his people by senseless and ruinous wars, he bore the name of divine counsellor
  2. to the Persians; and a divine counsellor he was, since he guided his people well.
Chorus
  1. King, our king of old, come forth, draw near! Rise to the barrow’s topmost point,
  2. lift your saffron-dyed sandal, display the crest of your royal tiara! Come forth, O blameless father Darius.
Chorus
  1. That you may hear
  2. pitiable and unheard-of sorrows, O Lord of our lord, appear! For a gloom, like that of Styx, hovers over us, since all the youth of the land
  3. is now utterly destroyed. Come forth, O blameless father Darius!
Chorus
  1. Alas, alas! You whose death your friends bewailed with bitter tears,
  2. why, my king, my king, why is it that our land has lost all its three-tiered galleys,
  3. ships that are no more, no more?
The ghost of Darius rises from his tomb
Ghost of Darius
  1. O most faithful of the faithful, comrades of my youth, aged Persians, what is it that is troubling the state? The earth groans and is furrowed by the stamp of men. As I behold my wife by my tomb,
  2. I feel alarm, and I accept her libations in kindly mood; while you, standing near my tomb, make lament, and with shrill cries that summon the spirits of the dead, invoke me piteously. Not easy is the path out of the tomb, for this reason above all, that the gods beneath the earth
  3. are readier to seize than to release. Nevertheless, since I have obtained dominion among them, I have come. But make haste, so that I may not incur blame regarding the time of my sojourn. What is this unexpected ill that weighs the Persians down?
Chorus
  1. I shrink in awe from gazing upon you.
  2. I shrink in awe from speaking in your presence by reason of my former dread of you.
Darius
  1. Since, in compliance with your moanings, I have come from the world below, lay aside your awe of me; make your tale not long, but brief; speak out and deliver your story in its entirety.
Chorus
  1. I fear to do your bidding; I fear to speak in your presence and deliver to those I love news hard to utter.
Darius
  1. Since dread long ingrained in your mind restrains you,
  2. cease, noble woman, venerable partner of my bed, from your tears and laments, speak to me with all frankness. Afflictions ordained for human life must, we know, befall mankind. For many calamities from the sea, many from the land, arise to mortal men if their span of life is extended far.