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Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs), line 1 (search)
caught us and keeps us as slaves in his house: the master we serve is called Polyphemus. And instead of our bacchic revels we now herd the flocks of this godless Cyclops. And so my sons, being young, are shepherding the young sheep on the distant slopes, while my orders are to remain behind, fill the watering-troughs, and sweep this house, assisting this godless Cyclops at his unholy meals. And now—duty is duty—I must sweep the house with this iron rake so that I may receive my absent master, the Cyclops, and his sheep in a clean cave. Enter by Eisodos A the Chorus of satyrs, with attendants, driving sheep before them. But now I see my sons driving the flCyclops, and his sheep in a clean cave. Enter by Eisodos A the Chorus of satyrs, with attendants, driving sheep before them. But now I see my sons driving the flocks this way. What is this, lads? Can it be that you have the same rhythm to your lively danceThe sikinnis is a fast-paced dance characteristic, we are told, of satyrs and the satyr-play. as when you revelled at Bacchus' side to the house of Althaea,According to one version of her story, Dionysus was the father by her of Deianeira
Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs), line 63 (search)
Chorus No Dionysus is here, no dances, no Bacchic worship and carrying his wand, no ecstatic noise of drums by the gushing springs of water, no fresh drops of wine. Nor on Mount Nysa can I join the Nymphs in singing the song ‘Iacchos Iacchos’ to Aphrodite, whom I swiftly pursued in company with white-footed Bacchants. Ah me, lord Dionysus, where are you faring without your companions, shaking your golden hair? I, your attendant, serve this one-eyed Cyclops, a slave in exile, dressed in this wretched goat-skin cloak and deprived of your friendship
Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs), line 82 (search)
pails for water. O unlucky strangers! Who can they be? They know not what our master Polyphemus is like, nor that this ground they stand on is no friend to guests, and that they have arrived with wretched bad luck at the man-eating jaws of the Cyclops. But hold your peace so that we may learn where they have come from to Sicilian Aetna's crag. Enter by Eisodos B Odysseus with his men. Odysseus Strangers, could you tell me where we might find a stream of water to cure our thirst, and whetherdysseus Do they possess Dionysus' drink, that flows from the vine? Silenus Not at all! Hence the land they dwell in knows no dancing. Odysseus Are they hospitable and god-fearing towards strangers? Silenus Most delicious, they maintain, is the flesh of strangers. Odysseus What? Do they feast on men? Silenus Everyone who has come here has been slaughtered. Odysseus The Cyclops himself, where is he? In his house? Silenus He has gone off hunting wild beasts on Mount Aetna with his dogs.
Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs), line 175 (search)
eches on the man's legs and the gold necklace around his neck and went all aflutter after them, leaving behind that fine little man Menelaus. O would that the female sex were nowhere to be found—but in my lap! Enter Silenus from the cave. Silenus Here, my lord Odysseus, are your flocks, the nurslings of the bleating sheep, and a goodly number of cheeses made of curdled milk. Take them. Go away quickly from the cave, but first give me the drink of the Bacchic vine. Heavens! Here comes the Cyclops. What are we to do? Odysseus Then we are done for, old man. Where should we flee to? Silenus Inside this cave, where you could avoid being seen. Odysseus A dangerous suggestion, this, going into the net. Silenus No danger: there are many hiding-places in the cave. Odysseus I shall not do it. Troy would groan loudly if I were to run from a single man when I stood my ground so often, shield in hand, against a throng of Trojans without number. Rather, if I must die, I will die nobly—or
Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs), line 203 (search)
Enter the Cyclops with retinue by Eisodos A. Cyclops Give way, make way! What is going on here? What means this slackness? Why this Bacchic holiday? Here is no Dionysus, no bronze castanets, no rattle of drums. How fare my new-born lambs in the cave? Are they at the teat and running to their mothers' sides? The milk for cheeses—has it been put in rush buckets? What say you? This club will soon make someone cry. Look up, not down! Chorus-Leader looking up at Polyphemus There! My head is turned up toward Zeus himself and the stars, and I see Orion! Cyclops Is my dinner well prepared? Chorus-Leader It is: just be sure your gullet is ready. Cyclops Are the mixing-bowls filled with milk as well? Chorus-Leader So much that you can drink an entire storage-jar if you like. Cyclops Cows' milk or sheep's or a mixture of both? Chorus-Leader Whatever you like. Just don't swallow me down. Cyclops I wouldn't think of it: you would be the death of me with your dance-steps, leaping arou