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Aristophanes, Peace (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 301 (search)
The Chorus enters; it consists of laborers and farmers from various Greek states. Leader of the ChorusCome hither all! quick, quick, hasten to the rescue! All peoples of Greece, now is the time or never, for you to help each other. You see yourselves freed from battles and all their horrors of bloodshed. The day hateful to Lamachus has come. To Trygaeus. Come then, what must be done? Give your orders, direct us, for I swear to work this day without ceasing, until with the help of our levers and our engines we have drawn back into light the greatest of all goddesses, her to whom the olive is so dear. TrygaeusSilence! if War should hear your shouts of joy he would bound forth from his retreat in fury. Leader of the ChorusSuch a decree overwhelms us with joy; how different to the edict, which bade us muster with provisions for three days. TrygaeusLet us beware lest the cursed Cerberus prevent us even from the nethermost hell from delivering the goddess by his furious howling, just
Aristophanes, Peace (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 250 (search)
o cause for laughing.He runs off. Trygaeus To the audience. Ah! what is to become of us, wretched mortals that we are? See the danger that threatens if he returns with the pestle, for War will quietly amuse himself with pounding all the towns of Hellas to pieces. Ah! Bacchus! cause this herald of evil to perish on his road! War To the returning Tumult. Well? Tumult Well, what? War You have brought back nothing? Tumult Alas! the Athenians have lost their pestle —the tanner, who ground GreeceGreece to powder. Trygaeus Oh! Athena, venerable mistress! it is well for our city he is dead, and before he could serve us with this hash. War Then go and seek one at Sparta and have done with it! Tumult Aye, aye, master! He runs off. War Shouting after him. Be back as quick as ever you can. Trygaeus to the audience. What is going to happen, friends? This is the critical hour. Ah! if there is some initiate of Samothrace among you, this is surely the moment to wish this messenger some acciden
Aristophanes, Peace (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 200 (search)
l ever see Peace again. Trygaeus Why, where has she gone to then? Hermes War has cast her into a deep pit. Trygaeus Where? Hermes Down there, at the very bottom. And you see what heaps of stones he has piled over the top, so that you should never pull her out again. Trygaeus Tell me, what is War preparing against us? Hermes All I know is that last evening he brought along a huge mortar. Trygaeus And what is he going to do with his mortar? Hermes He wants to pound up all the cities of Greece in it.... But I must say good-bye, for I think he is coming out; what an uproar he is making! He departs in haste. Trygaeus Ah! great gods let us seek safety; I think I already hear the noise of this fearful war mortar. He hides. War Enters, carrying a huge mortar. Oh! mortals, mortals, wretched mortals, how your jaws will snap! Trygaeus Oh! divine Apollo! what a prodigious big mortar! Oh, what misery the very sight of War causes me! This then is the foe from whom I fly, who is so cruel,
Aristophanes, Peace (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 82 (search)
! Give vent to joy and command all men to keep silence,to close down their drains and privies with new tiles and to cork up their own arses. First Servant Speaking. No, I shall not be silent, unless you tell me where you are going. Trygaeus Why, where am I likely to be going across the sky, if it be not to visit Zeus? First Servant For what purpose? Trygaeus I want to ask him what he reckons to do for all the Greeks. First Servant And if he doesn't tell you? Trygaeus I shall pursue him at law as a traitor who sells Greece to the Medes. First Servant Death seize me, if I let you go. Trygaeus It is absolutely necessary. First Servant loudly. Alas! alas! dear little girls, your father is deserting you secretly to go to heaven. Ah! poor orphans, entreat him, beseech him. The little daughters of Trygaeus come out. Little DaughterSinging. Father! father! what is this I hear? Is it true? What! you would leave me, you would vanish into the sky, you would go to the crows? Impossible!
Aristophanes, Peace (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 50 (search)
First Servant As for me, I will explain the matter to you all, children, youths, grown-ups and old men, aye, even to the decrepit dotards. My master is mad, not as you are, but with another sort of madness, quite a new kind. The livelong day he looks open-mouthed towards heaven and never stops addressing Zeus. “Ah! Zeus,” he cries, “what are thy intentions? Lay aside thy besom; do not sweep Greece away!” Ah! Hush, hush! I think I hear his voice! Trygaeus From within. Oh! Zeus, what art thou going to do for our people? Dost thou not see this, that our cities will soon be but empty husks? First Servant As I told you, that is his form of madness. There you have a sample of his follies. When his trouble first began to seize him, he said to himself, “By what means could I go straight to Zeus?” Then he made himself very slender little ladders and so clambered up towards heaven; but he soon came hurtling down again and broke his head. Yesterday, to our misfortune, he went out and bro
Aristophanes, Peace (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 400 (search)
Trygaeus Have mercy, mercy, let yourself be touched by their words; never was your worship so dear to them as to-day. Aside.Really they are the greatest thieves that ever were. To Hermes.And I shall reveal to you a great and terrible plot that is being hatched against the gods. Hermes Hah! speak and perchance I shall let myself be softened. Trygaeus Know then, that the Moon and that infamous Sun are plotting against you, and want to deliver Greece into the hands of the barbarians. Hermes What for? Trygaeus Because it is to you that we sacrifice, whereas the barbarians worship them; hence they would like to see you destroyed, that they alone might receive the offerings. Hermes Is it then for this reason that these untrustworthy charioteers have for so long been defrauding us, one of them robbing us of daylight and the other nibbling away at the other's disk? Trygaeus Yes, certainly. So therefore, Hermes, my friend, help us with your whole heart to find and deliver the captive an
Aristophanes, Peace (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 601 (search)
o munch and longing after their figs, they looked towards the demagogues. These well knew that the poor were driven to extremity and lacked even bread; but they nevertheless drove away the Goddess, each time she reappeared in answer to the wish of the country, with their loud shrieks that were as sharp as pitchforks; furthermore, they attacked the well-filled purses of the richest among our allieson the pretence that they belonged to Brasidas' party. And then you would tear the poor accused wretch to pieces with your teeth; for the city, all pale with hunger and cowed with terror, gladly snapped up any calumny that was thrown it to devour. So the strangers, seeing what terrible blows the informers dealt, sealed their lips with gold. They grew rich, while you, alas! you could only see that Greece was going to ruin. It was the tanner who was the author of all this woe. TrygaeusEnough said, Hermes leave that man in Hades, whither he has gone; he no longer belongs to us, but rather to you.
Aristophanes, Peace (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 431 (search)
They begin to lift the stones. Trygaeus Quick, reach me your cup, and let us preface our work by addressing prayers to the gods. Hermes Libation! Libation! Silence! Silence! TrygaeusLet us offer our libations and our prayers, so that this day may begin an era of unalloyed happiness for Greece and that he who has bravely pulled at the rope with us may never resume his buckler. Chorus Aye, may we pass our lives in peace, caressing our mistresses and poking the fire. Trygaeus May he who would prefer the war— Chorus Be ever drawing barbed arrows out of his elbows, O Lord Dionysus. Trygaeus If there be a citizen, greedy for military rank and honors, who refuses, oh, divine Peace! to restore you to daylight— Chorus May he behave as cowardly as Cleonymus on the battlefield. Trygaeus If a lance-maker or a dealer in shields desires war for the sake of better trade— Chorus May he be taken by pirates and eat nothing but barely. Trygaeus If some ambitious man does not help us, because<
Aristophanes, Peace (ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.), line 1063 (search)
sheep. A kind of oracle-match now ensues. TrygaeusHow, you cursed animal, could the wolf ever unite with the sheep? HieroclesAs long as the wood-bug gives off a fetid odor, when it flies; as long as the noisy bitch is forced by nature to litter blind pups, so long shall peace be forbidden. TrygaeusThen what should be done? Not to stop War would be to leave it to the decision of chance which of the two people should suffer the most, whereas by uniting under a treaty, we share the empire of Greece. HieroclesYou will never make the crab walk straight. TrygaeusYou shall no longer be fed at the Prytaneum; when the war is over oracles are not wanted. HieroclesYou will never smooth the rough spikes of the hedgehog. TrygaeusWill you never stop fooling the Athenians? HieroclesWhat oracle ordered you to burn these joints of mutton in honor of the gods? TrygaeusThis grand oracle of Homer's: “Thus vanished the dark war-clouds and we offered a sacrifice to new-born Peace. When the flame ha