Iphigenia in Aulis

Part 1

49AGAMEMNON: Leda, the daughter of Thestius, had three children, maidens,

50Phoebe, Clytemnestra my wife, and Helen; the foremost of the favored sons of Hellas came to woo Helen; but terrible threats of spilling his rival’s blood were uttered by each of them, if he should fail to win the girl.

55Now the matter filled Tyndareus, her father, with perplexity, whether to give her or not, how he might best succeed. This thought occurred to him: the suitors should swear to each other and join right hands and pour libations

60with burnt-sacrifice, binding themselves by this curse: whoever wins the child of Tyndareus for wife, they will assist that man, in case a rival takes her from his house and goes his way, robbing her husband of his rights; and march against that man in armed array and raze his city to the ground,

65Hellene no less than barbarian.

66Now when they had once pledged their word and old Tyndareus with no small cleverness had beguiled them by his shrewd device, he allowed his daughter to choose from among her suitors the one towards whom the sweet breezes of Aphrodite might carry her.

70Her choice fell on Menelaus; would she had never taken him! Then there came to Lacedaemon from the Phrygians the man who, Argive legend says, judged the goddesses’ dispute; in robes of gorgeous hue, ablaze with gold, in true barbaric pomp;

75and he, finding Menelaus gone from home, carried Helen off, in mutual desire, to his steading on Ida. Goaded to frenzy, Menelaus flew through Hellas, invoking the ancient oath exacted by Tyndareus and declaring the duty of helping the injured husband.

80And so the Hellenes, brandishing their spears and donning their harness, came here to the narrow straits of Aulis with armaments of ships and troops, with many horses and chariots, and they chose me to captain them all for the sake of Menelaus,

85since I was his brother. Would that some other had gained that distinction instead of me! But after the army was gathered and come together, we still remained at Aulis weatherbound. In our perplexity, we asked Calchas, the seer,

90and he answered that we should sacrifice my own child Iphigenia to Artemis, whose home is in this land, and we would sail and sack the Phrygians’ capital . When I heard this, I commanded Talthybius

95with loud proclamation to disband the whole army, as I could never bear to slay my daughter. Whereupon my brother, bringing every argument to bear, persuaded me at last to face the crime; so I wrote in a folded scroll and sent to my wife,

100bidding her despatch our daughter to me on the pretence of wedding Achilles, at the same time magnifying his exalted rank and saying that he refused to sail with the Achaeans, unless a bride of our lineage should go to Phthia. Yes, this was the inducement I offered my wife,

1Old man, come here and stand before my dwelling.

2OLD MAN: I come; what new schemes now, king Agamemnon?

3bAGAMEMNON: Will you hurry?

3cOLD MAN: I am hurrying. It is little enough sleep old age allows me

5and keenly it watches over my eyes.

6AGAMEMNON: What can that star be, steering its course there?

7OLD MAN: Sirius, still shooting over the zenith on his way near the Pleiads’ sevenfold track.

9AGAMEMNON: The birds are still at any rate

10and the sea is calm, hushed are the winds, and silence broods over the Euripus.

12OLD MAN: Then why are you outside your tent, why so restless, my lord Agamemnon? All is yet quiet here in Aulis,

15the watch on the walls is not yet astir. Let us go in.

16bAGAMEMNON: I envy you, old man, yes, and every man who leads a life secure, unknown and unrenowned; but little I envy those in office.

20OLD MAN: And yet it is there that we place the be-all and end-all of existence.

21AGAMEMNON: Yes, but that is where the danger comes; and ambition, sweet though it seems, brings sorrow with its near approach. At one time the unsatisfied claims of the gods

25upset our life, at another the numerous peevish fancies of our subjects shatter it.

28OLD MAN: I do not like these sentiments in one who is a chief. It was not to enjoy all blessings that

30Atreus begot you, Agamemnon; but you must experience joy and sorrow alike, mortal as you are. Even though you like it not, this is what the gods decree. But you, after letting your taper spread its light abroad,

35write the letter which is still in your hands and then erase the same words again, sealing and reopening the tablet, then flinging it to the ground with floods

40of tears, and leaving nothing undone in your aimless behavior to stamp you mad. What is it that troubles you? what news is there affecting you, king? Come, share with me your story;

45you will be telling it to a loyal and trusty heart; for Tyndareus sent me that day to form part of your wife’s dowry and to wait upon the bride with loyalty.

115AGAMEMNON: Daughter of Leda, in addition to my first letter, I am sending you word —.

117OLD MAN: Say on and make it plain, that what my tongue utters may accord with what you have written.

119AGAMEMNON: Not to despatch your daughter to

120Euboea’s deep-gulfed wing, to the waveless bay of Aulis, for after all we will celebrate our child’s wedding at another time.

124OLD MAN: And how will Achilles, cheated of his bride,

125curb the fury of his indignation against you and your wife? Here also is a danger. Make clear what you are saying.

128AGAMEMNON: It is his name, not himself that Achilles is lending, knowing nothing of the marriage or of my scheming

130or my professed readiness to betroth my daughter to him for a husband’s embrace.

133OLD MAN: A dreadful venture yours, king Agamemnon, you that, by promise of your daughter’s hand to the son of the goddess,

135were bringing the maid here to be sacrificed for the Danaids.

136AGAMEMNON: Ah me! I am utterly distraught; alas! bewilderment comes over me. Away! hurry your steps,

140yielding nothing to old age.

140bOLD MAN: I will make haste, king.

Part 2

141AGAMEMNON: Do not sit down by woodland fountains; scorn the witcheries of sleep.

143OLD MAN: Hush!

144AGAMEMNON: And when you pass any place where roads diverge,

145cast your eyes all round, taking heed that no mule-wagon eacape you, passing by on rolling wheels, bearing my child to the ships of the Danaids.

149OLD MAN: It shall be so.

149bAGAMEMNON: Start then from the bolted gates,

150and if you meet the escort, start them back again, and drive at full speed to the abodes of the Cyclopes.

153OLD MAN: But tell me, how shall my message find credit with your wife or child?

155AGAMEMNON: Preserve the seal which you bear on this tablet. Away! Already the dawn is growing grey, lighting the lamp of day and the fire of the sun’s four steeds;

160help me in my trouble. Exit Old man. No mortal is prosperous or happy to the last, for no one was ever born to a painless life. Exit Agamemnon.

164CHORUS: To the sandy beach

165of sea-coast Aulis I have come after a voyage through the tides of narrow Euripus, leaving Chalcis, my city which feeds the waters

170of far-famed Arethusa near the sea, so that I might behold the army of the Achaeans and the ships rowed by those godlike heroes; for our husbands tell us

175that fair-haired Menelaus and high-born Agamemnon are leading them to Troy on a thousand ships in quest of Helen, whom Paris the herdsman

180carried off from the banks of reedy Eurotas, his gift from Aphrodite, when that queen of Cyprus entered beauty’s contest with Hera and Pallas at the gushing fountain.

185CHORUS: Through the grove of Artemis, rich with sacrifice, I sped my course, my cheek stained with red from maiden modesty, in my eagerness to see the soldiers’ camp,

190the tents of the mail-clad Danaids, and their crowd of horses. I saw two met together in council; one was Aias, son of Oileus; the other Aias, son of Telamon, crown of glory to the men of Salamis;

195and I saw Protesilaus and Palamedes, sprung from the son of Poseidon, sitting there amusing themselves with intricate figures at checkers; Diomedes too

200at his favorite sport of hurling quoits; and Meriones, Ares’ son, a marvel to mankind, stood at his side; likewise I beheld the son of Laertes, who came from his island hills, and with him Nireus,

205handsomest of the Achaeans.

206CHORUS: Achilles next, that nimble runner, swift on his feet as the wind, whom Thetis bore and Chiron trained, I saw

210upon the beach, racing in full armor along the shingle, and straining every nerve to beat a team of four horses,

215as he sped round the track on foot; and Eumelus, the grandson of Pheres, their driver, was shouting when I saw him, goading on his lovely steeds,

220with their bits of chased gold-work; the center pair, that bore the yoke, had dappled coats picked out with white, while the tracehorses, on the outside, facing the turning-post in the course,

225were bays with spotted fetlocks. Close beside them Peleus’ son leapt on his way, in all his harness, keeping abreast

230the rail by the axle-box.

231CHORUS: Next I sought the countless fleet, a wonder to behold, that I might fill my girlish eyes with gazing, a sweet delight.

235The warlike Myrmidons from Phthia held the right wing with fifty swift cruisers, upon whose sterns, right at the ends, stood Nereid goddesses

240in golden effigy, the ensign of Achilles’ armament.

242CHORUS: Near these were moored the Argive ships in equal numbers, over which Mecisteus’

245son, whom Talaus his grandfather reared, and Sthenelus, son of Capaneus, were in command; next in order, Theseus’ son was stationed at the head of sixty ships from Attica, having the goddess

250Pallas set in a winged chariot drawn by steeds with solid hoof, a lucky sight for mariners.

253CHORUS: Then I saw Boeotia’s fleet of fifty sails

255decked with ensigns; these had Cadmus at the stern holding a golden dragon at the beaks of the vessels, and earth-born Leitus

260was their admiral. And there were ships from Phocis; and from Locris came the son of Oileus with an equal contingent, leaving famed Thronium’s citadel.

265CHORUS: And from Mycenae, the Cyclopes’ town, Atreus’ son sent a hundred well-manned galleys, and Adrastoshis brother was with him in command, as friend with friend,

270that Hellas might exact vengeance on the one who had fled her home to wed a foreigner. Also I saw upon Gerenian Nestor’s prows from Pylos

275the ensign of his neighbour Alpheus, four-footed like a bull.

277CHORUS: Moreover there was a squadron of twelve Aenianian sail under King Gouneus; and then near them

280the lords of Elis, whom all the people named Epeians; and Eurytus was lord of these; Iikewise he led the Taphian warriors with the white oar-blades, the subjects of Meges,

285son of Phyleus, who had left the isles of the Echinades, where sailors cannot land.

288CHORUS: Lastly, Aias, reared in Salamis,

290was joining his right wing to the left of those near whom he was posed, closing the line with his outermost ships, twelve barques obedient to the helm, as I heard and then

295saw the crews; the one who brings his barbaric boats to grapple Aias shall obtain no safe return. There I saw

300the naval armament, but some things I heard at home about the gathered army, of which I still have a recollection.

303OLD MAN: Strange daring yours, Menelaus, where you have no right.

304MENELAUS: Stand back! You carry loyalty to your master too far.

305OLD MAN: The very reproach you have for me is to my credit.

306MENELAUS: You shall rue it, if you meddle in matters that do not concern you.

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307OLD MAN: You had no right to open a letter, which I was carrying.

308MENELAUS: No, nor you to be carrying sorrow to all Hellas.

309OLD MAN: Argue that point with others, but surrender that letter to me.

310MENELAUS: I shall not let go.

310bOLD MAN: Nor will I let loose my hold.

311MENELAUS: Why then, this staff of mine will be dabbling your head with blood before long.

312OLD MAN: To die in my master’s cause would be a noble death.

313MENELAUS: Let go! you are too wordy for a slave.

314OLD MAN: Master, he is wronging me; he snatched

315your letter violently from my grasp, Agamemnon, and will not heed the claims of right.

317AGAMEMNON: Ah! what is this uproar at the gates, this indecent brawling?

318MENELAUS: My tale, not his, has the better right to be spoken.

319AGAMEMNON: You, Menelaus! what quarrel do you have with this man, why are you dragging him here? Exit ATTENDANT.

320MENELAUS: Look me in the face! May that be the prelude to my story.

321AGAMEMNON: Shall I, the son of Atreus, close my eyes from fear?

322MENELAUS: Do you see this tablet, the bearer of a shameful message?

323AGAMEMNON: I see it, yes; now, you first of all surrender it.

324MENELAUS: No, not till I have shown its contents to all the army.

325AGAMEMNON: What! have you broken the seal and know already what you should never have known?

326MENELAUS: Yes, I opened it and know to your sorrow the secret machinations of your heart.

327AGAMEMNON: Where did you get it? O gods! what shameless heart you have!

Part 4

328MENELAUS: I was awaiting your daughter’s arrival at the camp in Argos.

329AGAMEMNON: What right have you to watch my doings? is not this a proof of shamelessness?

330MENELAUS: My wish to do it gave the spur, for I am no slave to you.

331AGAMEMNON: Infamous! Am I not to be allowed the management of my own house?

332MENELAUS: No, for you think crooked thoughts, one thing now, another formerly, and something different presently.

333AGAMEMNON: Most exquisite refining on evil themes! A hateful thing the tongue of cleverness!

334MENELAUS: Yes, but a mind unstable is an unjust possession, disloyal to friends.

335Now I am anxious to test you, and do not seek from rage to turn aside from the truth, nor will I on my part overstrain the case. Do you remember when you were all eagerness to captain the Danaids against Troy, making a pretence of declining, though eager for it in your heart; how humble you were then, taking each man by the hand

340and keeping open doors for every fellow-townsman who cared to enter, affording each in turn chance to speak with you, even though some did not wish it, seeking by these methods to purchase popularity from all bidders? Then when you had secured the command, there came a change over your manners; you were no longer so cordial as before to former friends,

345but hard of access, seldom to be found at home. But the man of real worth ought not to change his manners in the hour of prosperity, but should then show himself most staunch to friends, when his own good fortune can help them most effectually.

349This was the first cause I had to reprove you, for it was here I first discovered your villainy;

350but afterwards, when you came to Aulis with all the gathered hosts of Hellas, you were of no account; no! the want of a favorable breeze filled you with consternation at the chance dealt out by the gods. Then the Danaids began demanding that you should send the fleet away instead of vainly toiling on at Aulis; what dismay and confusion was then depicted in your looks, to think that you, with a thousand

355ships at your command, had not occupied the plains of Priam with your armies! And you would ask my counsel, What am I to do? What scheme can I devise, where find one?—to save yourself being stripped of your command and losing your fair fame. Next when Calchas bade you offer your daughter in sacrifice to Artemis, declaring that the Danaids should then sail, you were overjoyed,

360and gladly undertook to offer the girl, and of your own accord—never allege compulsion—you are sending word to your wife to despatch your daughter here on pretence of wedding Achilles. And after all you turn round and have been caught casting your letter to this effect: I will no longer be my daughter’s murderer. Exactly so!

365This is the same air that heard you say it. Countless others have done the same; they make an effort while in power, and then retire dishonorably, sometimes owing to the senselessness of the citizens, sometimes deservedly, because they are too feeble of themselves to maintain their watch upon the state.

370For my part, I am more sorry for our unhappy Hellas, whose purpose was to read these worthless foreigners a lesson, while now she will let them escape and mock her, thanks to you and your daughter. May I never appoint a man to rule my country or lead its warriors because of his couragekinship! Sense is what the general must have;

375since any man, with ordinary intelligence, can govern a state.

376CHORUS LEADER: For brothers to come to words and blows, whenever they disagree, is terrible.

378AGAMEMNON: I wish to rebuke you in turn, briefly, not lifting my eyes too high shamelessly, but in more sober fashion,

380as a brother; for it is a good man’s way to be considerate. Tell me, why this burst of fury, these bloodshot eyes? who wrongs you? what is it you want? are you longing to have a virtuous wife? WeIl, I cannot supply you; for she, whom you once had, was ill-controlled by you. Am I then, a man who never went astray, to suffer for your sins?

385or is it my popularity that galls you? No! it is the longing you have to keep a beautiful woman in your embrace, casting reason and honor to the winds. A bad man’s pleasures are like himself. Am I mad, if I change to wiser counsels, after previously deciding amiss? Yours is the madness rather in wishing to recover

390a wicked wife, once you had lost her—a stroke of heaven-sent luck. Those foolish suitors swore that oath to Tyndareus in their longing to wed; but Hope was the goddess that led them on, I think, and she it was that brought it about rather than you and your strength. So take the field with them; they are ready for it in the folly of their hearts; for the deity is not without insight, but is able to discern

395where oaths have been wrongly pledged or forcibly extorted. I will not slay my children, nor shall your interests be prospered by justice in your vengeance for a worthless wife, while I am left wasting, night and day, in sorrow for what I did to one of my own flesh and blood, contrary to all law and justice.

400Here is your answer shortly given, clear and easy to understand; and if you will not come to your senses, I shall do the best for myself.

402CHORUS LEADER: This differs from your previous declaration, but there is good in it, your child’s reprieve.

404MENELAUS: Ah me, how sad my lot! I have no friends then after all.

405AGAMEMNON: Friends you have, if you do not seek their destruction.

406MENELAUS: Where will you find any proof that you are sprung from the same father as I?

407AGAMEMNON: It is your moderation, not your madness, that I share by nature.

408MENELAUS: Friends should sympathize with friends in sorrow.

409AGAMEMNON: Claim my help by kindly service, not by paining me.

410MENELAUS: So you have no mind to share this trouble with Hellas?

411AGAMEMNON: No, Hellas is diseased like you, according to some god’s design.

412MENELAUS: Go boast of your scepter, after betraying your own brother! while I will seek some different means and other friends.

414bMESSENGER: Agamemnon, lord of Hellas!

415I have come and bring you your daughter, whom you call Iphigenia in your home; and her mother, your wife Clytemnestra, is with her, and the child Orestes, a sight to gladden you after your long absence from your home;

420but they had been travelling long and far, they are now resting their tender feet at the waters of a fair spring, they and their horses, for we turned these loose in the grassy meadow to browse their fill. But I have come as their forerunner to prepare you for their reception;

425for the army knows already of your daughter’s arrival, so quickly did the rumor spread; and all the people are running together to the sight, that they may see your child; for Fortune’s favorites enjoy world-wide fame and have all eyes fixed on them.

430Some say: Is it a wedding, or what is happening? or has king Agamemnon from fond yearning summoned his daughter here? From others you would have heard: They are presenting the maiden to Artemis, queen of Aulis, previous to marriage; who can the bridegroom be, that is to lead her home?

435Come, then, begin the rites, that is the next step, by getting the baskets ready; crown your heads—you too, lord Menelaus; prepare the wedding hymn; let flutes sound throughout the tents with noise of dancer’s feet; for this is a happy day, that has come for the maid.

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440AGAMEMNON: You have my thanks; now go within; for the rest it will be well, as Fate proceeds. Exit Messenger.

442Ah, woe is me! unhappy wretch, what can I say? where shall I begin? To what cruel straits have I been plunged! A god has outwitted me, proving far cleverer

445than any cunning of mine. What an advantage humble birth possesses! for it is easy for her sons to weep and tell out all their sorrows; while to the high-born man come these same sorrows, but we heve dignity

450throned over our life and are the people’s slaves. I, for instance, am ashamed to weep, and no less ashamed, poor wretch, to check my tears at the dreadful pass to which I am brought. Enough; what am I to tell my wife?

455how shall I welcome her? with what face meet her? for she too has undone me by coming uninvited in this my hour of sorrow; yet it was only natural she should come with her daughter to prepare the bride and perform the fondest duties, where she will discover my villainy.

460And for this poor maid—why maid? Death, it seems, will soon make her his bride—how I pity her! Thus will she plead to me, I think: My father, will you slay me? May you yourself make such a marriage, and whoever is a friend to you!

465While Orestes, from his station near us, will cry in childish accents, inarticulate, yet fraught with meaning. Alas! to what utter ruin Paris, the son of Priam, the cause of these troubles, has brought me by his union with Helen!

469CHORUS LEADER: I pity her myself, as a woman who is a stranger

470may grieve for the misfortunes of royalty.

471MENELAUS: Your hand, brother! let me grasp it.

472AGAMEMNON: I give it; yours is the victory, mine the sorrow.

473MENELAUS: By Pelops our reputed grandsire and Atreus our father,

475I swear to tell you the truth from my heart, without any covert purpose, but only what I think. The sight of you in tears made me pity you, and in return I shed a tear for you myself; I withdraw from my former proposals,

480ceasing to be a cause of fear to you; yes, and I will put myself in your present position; and I counsel you, do not slay your child or prefer my interests to yours; for it is not just that you should grieve, while I am glad, or that your children should die, while mine still see the light of day.

485What is it, after all, I seek? If I am set on marriage, could I not find a bride as choice elsewhere? Was I to lose a brother—the last I should have lost—to win a Helen, getting bad for good? I was mad, impetuous as a youth, till I perceived,

490on closer view, what slaying children really meant. Moreover I am filled with compassion for the hapless maiden, doomed to bleed that I may wed, when I reflect that we are kin. What has your daughter to do with Helen?

495Let the army be disbanded and leave Aulis; dry those streaming eyes, brother, and do not provoke me to tears. Whatever concern you have in oracles that affect your child, let it be none of mine; into your hands I resign my share.

500A sudden change, you’ll say, from my dread proposals? A natural course for me; affection for my brother caused the change. These are the ways of a man not devoid of virtue, to pursue on each occasion what is best.

504CHORUS LEADER: A generous speech, worthy of Tantalus, the son of Zeus;

505you do not shame your ancestry.

506AGAMEMNON: I thank you, Menelaus, for this unexpected suggestion; it is an honorable proposal, worthy of you. Sometimes love, sometimes the selfishness of their families, causes a quarrel between brothers; I loathe

510a relationship of this kind which is bitterness to both. But it is useless, for circumstances compel me to carry out the murderous sacrifice of my daughter.

513MENELAUS: How so? who will compel you to slay your own?

514AGAMEMNON: The whole Achaean army here assembled.

515MENELAUS: Not if you send her back to Argos.

516AGAMEMNON: I might do that unnoticed, but there will be another thing I cannot.

517MENELAUS: What is that? You must not fear the mob too much.

518AGAMEMNON: Calchas will tell the Argive army his oracles.

519MENELAUS: Not if he should die before that—an easy matter.

520AGAMEMNON: The whole tribe of seers is a curse with its ambition.

521MENELAUS: Yes, and good for nothing and useless, when among us.

522AGAMEMNON: Has the thought, which is rising in my mind, no terrors for you?

523MENELAUS: How can I understand your meaning, unless you declare it?

524AGAMEMNON: The son of Sisyphus knows all.

525MENELAUS: Odysseus cannot possibly hurt us.

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526AGAMEMNON: He was ever shifty by nature, siding with the mob.

527MENELAUS: True, he is enslaved by the love of popularity, a fearful evil.

528AGAMEMNON: Don’t you think, then, he will arise among the Argives and tell them the oracles that Calchas delivered,

530saying of me that I undertook to offer Artemis a victim, and after all am proving false? Then, when he has carried the army away with him, he will bid the Argives slay us and sacrifice the girl; and if I escape to Argos, they will come and destroy the place,

535razing it to the ground, Cyclopean walls and all. That is my trouble. Woe is me! to what perplexities the gods have brought me at this pass! Take one precaution for me, Menelaus, as you go through the army, that Clytemnestra does not learn this,

540till I have taken my child and devoted her to death, that my affliction may be attended with the fewest tears. Turning to the Chorus. And you, foreign women, keep silence. Exit Menelaus.

543CHORUS: Happy are they who find the goddess come in moderate might, sharing with self-restraint

545in Aphrodite’s gift of marriage and enjoying calm and rest from frenzied passions, where the Love-god, golden-haired, stretches his charmed bow with twin arrows,

550and one is aimed at happiness, the other at life’s confusion. O lady Cypris, queen of beauty! far from my bridal bower I ban the last. Be mine delight in moderation

555and pure desires, and may I have a share in love, but shun excess!

558CHORUS: Men’s natures vary, and their habits differ,

560but virtue is always manifest. Likewise the training that come of education conduces greatly to virtue; for not only is modesty wisdom, but it has also the rare grace

565of seeing by its better judgment what is right; whereby a glory, ever young, is shed over life by reputation. A great thing it is to hunt virtue, for women when they love

570secretly; while in men, an inborn sense of order, shown in countless ways, adds to a city’s greatness.

573CHORUS: You came, O Paris, to the place where you were reared to herd the cows

575among the white heifers of Ida, piping in foreign strain and breathing on your reeds an echo of the Phrygian airs Olympus played. Full-uddered cows were browsing at the spot

580where that verdict between goddesses was awaiting you—the cause of your going to Hellas to stand before the ivory palace, kindling love in Helen’s

585entranced eyes and feeling its flutter in your own breast; from which the fiend of strife brought Hellas with her spear and ships to the towers of Troy.

590CHORUS OF ARGIVE MEN: Oh! great is the bliss the great enjoy. Behold Iphigenia, the king’s child, my lady, and Clytemnestra, the daughter of Tyndareus; how proud their lineage!

595how high their pinnacle of fortune! These mighty ones, whom wealth attends, are very gods in the eyes of less favored folk.

598CHORUS: Let us stand here, maidens of Chalcis, and lift the queen from her chariot

600to the ground without stumbling, supporting her gently in our arms, with kind intent, that the renowned daughter of Agamemnon, just arrived, may feel no fear; strangers ourselves, let us avoid anything that may disturb

605or frighten the strangers from Argos.

607CLYTEMNESTRA: I take this as a lucky omen, your kindness and auspicious greeting, and have good hope that it is to a happy marriage

610I conduct the bride. To attendants. Take from the chariot the dowry I am bringing for my daughter and convey it within with careful heed.

613My daughter, leave the horse-drawn chariot, planting your faltering footstep delicately. To the Chorus.

615Young women, take her in your arms and lift her from the chariot, and let one of you give me the support of her hand, that I may quit my seat in the carriage with fitting grace.

619Some of you stand at the horses’ heads;

620for the horse has a timid eye, easily frightened; here, take this child Orestes, son of Agamemnon, baby as he still is.

623What! sleeping, little one, tired out by your ride in the chariot? Awake to bless your sister’s wedding; for you, my gallant boy,

625shall get by this marriage a kinsman gallant as yourself, the Nereid’s godlike offspring. Come here to your mother, my daughter, Iphigenia, and seat yourself beside me, and stationed near show my happiness to these strangers;

630yes, come here and welcome the father you love so dearly.

631IPHIGENIA: Do not be angry with me, mother, if I run from your side and throw myself on my father’s breast.

633CLYTEMNESTRA: Hail! my honored lord, king Agamemnon! we have obeyed your commands and have come.

635IPHIGENIA: for I yearn to see your face; do not be angry with me.

638CLYTEMNESTRA: You may do so, daughter; for of all the children I have borne, you have always loved your father best.

640IPHIGENIA: I see you, father, joyfully after a long time.

641AGAMEMNON: And I, your father, see you; your words do equal duty for both of us.

642IPHIGENIA: All hail, father! you did well in bringing me here to you.

643AGAMEMNON: I know not how I am to say yes or no to that, my child.

644IPHIGENIA: Ah! how wildly you are looking, spite of your joy at seeing me.

645AGAMEMNON: A man has many cares when he is king and general too.

646IPHIGENIA: Be mine, all mine today; do not turn to moody thoughts.

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647AGAMEMNON: Why so I am, all yours today; I have no other thought.

648IPHIGENIA: Then smooth your knitted brow, unbend and smile.

649AGAMEMNON: See! my child, my joy at seeing you is even as it is.

650IPHIGENIA: And do you then have tears streaming from your eyes?

651AGAMEMNON: Yes, for long is the absence from each other, that awaits us.

652IPHIGENIA: I do not know, dear father, I do not know of what you are speaking.

653AGAMEMNON: You are moving my pity all the more by speaking so sensibly.

654IPHIGENIA: My words shall turn to senselessness if that will cheer you more.

655AGAMEMNON: Alas! this silence is too much. You have my thanks.

656IPHIGENIA: Stay with your children at home, father.

657AGAMEMNON: My own wish! But to my sorrow I may not

658IPHIGENIA: Ruin seize their wars and the woes of Menelaus!

659AGAMEMNON: First will that, which has been my life-long ruin, bring ruin to others.

660IPHIGENIA: How long you were absent in the bays of Aulis!

661AGAMEMNON: Yes, and there is still a hindrance to my sending the army forward.

662IPHIGENIA: Where do men say the Phrygians live, father?

663AGAMEMNON: In a land where I wish Paris, the son of Priam, never had dwelt.

664IPHIGENIA: It is a long voyage you are bound on, father, after you leave me.

665AGAMEMNON: You will meet your father again, my daughter.

666IPHIGENIA: Ah! would it were seemly for you to take me as a fellow voyager!

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667AGAMEMNON: You too have a voyage to make to a haven where you will remember your father.

668IPHIGENIA: Shall I sail there with my mother or alone?

669AGAMEMNON: All alone, without father or mother.

670IPHIGENIA: What! have you found me a new home, father?

671AGAMEMNON: Enough of this! it is not for girls to know such things.

672IPHIGENIA: Please hurry home from Troy, father, as soon as you have triumphed there.

673AGAMEMNON: There is a sacrifice I have first to offer here.

674IPHIGENIA: Yes, it is your duty to heed religion with aid of holy rites.

675AGAMEMNON: You will witness it, for you will be standing near the libations.

676IPHIGENIA: Am I to lead the dance then round the altar, father?

677AGAMEMNON: I count you happier than myself because you know nothing. Go within—it is wrong for maidens to be seen—after you have given me your hand and a kiss,

680on the eve of your lengthy sojourn far from your father’s side.

681Breast, cheek, and golden hair! ah, how grievous you have found Helen and the Phrygians’ city! I can speak no more; the tears come welling to my eyes, the moment I touch you.

685Go into the house. Exit Iphigenia.

685bAgamemnon turns to Clytemnestra. I beg your pardon, daughter of Leda, if I showed excessive grief at the thought of giving my daughter to Achilles; for though we are sending her to taste of bliss, still it wrings a parent’s heart, when he, the father who has toiled so hard for them,

690commits his children to the homes of strangers.

691CLYTEMNESTRA: I am not so senseless; But I think I will go through this as well, when I lead the girl from the chamber to the sound of the marriage hymn; so I do not chide you; but custom will combine with time to make the smart grow less.

695As for him, to whom you have betrothed our daughter, I know his name, it is true, but want to learn his lineage and the land of his birth.

697AGAMEMNON: There was one Aegina, the daughter of Asopus.

698CLYTEMNESTRA: Who wedded her? Some mortal or a god?

699AGAMEMNON: Zeus, and she bore Aeacus, the prince of Oenone.

700CLYTEMNESTRA: What son of Aeacus secured his father’s halls?

701AGAMEMNON: Peleus, who wedded the daughter of Nereus.

702CLYTEMNESTRA: With the god’s consent, or when he had taken her in spite of gods?

703AGAMEMNON: Zeus betrothed her, and her guardian gave consent.

704CLYTEMNESTRA: Where did he marry her? in the billows of the sea?

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705AGAMEMNON: In Chiron’s home, at sacred Pelion’s foot.

706CLYTEMNESTRA: What! the abode ascribed to the race of Centaurs?

707AGAMEMNON: It was there the gods celebrated the marriage feast of Peleus.

708CLYTEMNESTRA: Did Thetis or his father train Achilles?

709AGAMEMNON: Chiron brought him up, to prevent his learning the ways of the wicked.

710CLYTEMNESTRA: Ah! wise the teacher, still wiser the one who gave his son.

711AGAMEMNON: Such is the future husband of your daughter.

712CLYTEMNESTRA: A blameless lord; but what city in Hellas is his?

713AGAMEMNON: He dwells on the banks of the river Apidanus, in the borders of Phthia.

714CLYTEMNESTRA: Will you convey our daughter there?

715AGAMEMNON: He who takes her to himself will see to that.

716CLYTEMNESTRA: Happiness attend the pair! Which day will he marry her?

717AGAMEMNON: As soon as the full moon comes to give its blessing

718CLYTEMNESTRA: Have you already offered the goddess a sacrifice to usher in the maiden’s marriage?

719AGAMEMNON: I am about to do so; that is the very thing I was engaged in.

720CLYTEMNESTRA: And then will you celebrate the marriage feast afterwards?

721AGAMEMNON: Yes, when I have offered a sacrifice required by the gods of me.

722CLYTEMNESTRA: But where am I to make ready the feast for the women?

723AGAMEMNON: Here beside our gallant Argive ships.

724CLYTEMNESTRA: Finely here! but still I must; good come of it for all that!

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725AGAMEMNON: Do you know what to do, lady? Then obey me.

726CLYTEMNESTRA: In what matter? for I was ever accustomed to obey you.

727AGAMEMNON: Here, where the bridegroom is, I will—

728CLYTEMNESTRA: Which of my duties will you perform in the mother’s absence?

729AGAMEMNON: Give your child away with help of Danaids.

730CLYTEMNESTRA: And where am I to be then?

731AGAMEMNON: Go to Argos, and take care of your unwedded daughters.

732CLYTEMNESTRA: And leave my child? Then who will raise her bridal torch?

733AGAMEMNON: I will provide the proper wedding torch.

734CLYTEMNESTRA: That is not the custom; but you think lightly of these things.

735AGAMEMNON: It is not good for you to be alone among a soldier-crowd.

736CLYTEMNESTRA: It is good that a mother should give her own child away.

737AGAMEMNON: Yes, and that those maidens at home should not be left alone.

738CLYTEMNESTRA: They are well guarded in their maiden bowers.

739AGAMEMNON: Obey.

730bCLYTEMNESTRA: No, by the goddess-queen of Argos!

740Go, manage matters out of doors; but in the house it is my place to decide .

742AGAMEMNON: Woe is me! my efforts are baffled; I am disappointed in my hope, anxious as I was to get my wife out of sight; foiled at every point,

745I form my plots and subtle schemes against my best-beloved. But I will go, in spite of all, with Calchas the priest, to inquire the goddess’s good pleasure, fraught with ill-luck as it is to me, and with trouble to Hellas. He who is wise should keep in his house

750a good and useful wife or none at all.

751CHORUS: The Hellenes’ gathered army will come in arms aboard their ships to Simois with its silver eddies,

755to Ilium, the plain of Troy beloved by Phoebus; where Cassandra, I am told, wildly tosses her golden tresses, wreathed with crown of green laurel,

760whenever the god’s resistless prophecies inspire her.

762CHORUS: And on the towers of Troy and round her walls shall Trojans stand, when sea-borne troops

765with brazen shields row in on shapely ships to the channels of the Simois, eager to take Helen, the sister of that heavenly pair whom Zeus begot, from Priam, and bear her back to Hellas by toil

770of Achaean shields and spears.

773CHORUS: The son of Atreus, encircling Pergamus, the Phrygians’ town, with murderous war

775around her stone-built towers, dragging Paris’s head backward to cut his throat and sacking the city from roof to base, shall be a cause of many tears to maids and

780Priam’s wife. And Helen, the daughter of Zeus, shall weep in bitter grief because she left her lord.

784Never may there appear to me or to my children’s children

785the prospect which the wealthy Lydian ladies and Phrygia’s brides will have as at their looms they converse:

790Tell me, who will pluck me away from my ruined country, tightening his grasp on lovely tresses till the tears flow? it is all through you, the offspring of the long-necked swan; if indeed it is a true report

795that Leda bore you to a winged bird, when Zeus transformed himself there, or whether, in the tablets of the poets, fables have carried these tales to men’s ears

800idly, out of season.

Part 11

801ACHILLES: Where is Achaea’s general? Which of his servants will announce to him that Achilles, the son of Peleus, is at his gates seeking him? For this delay at the Euripus is not the same for all of us;

805there are some, for instance, who, bing still unwed, have left their houses desolate and are idling here upon the beach, while others are married but without children; so strange the longing for this expedition that has fallen on their hearts by the will of the gods.

810My own just plea I must declare, and whoever else has any wish will speak for himself. Though I have left Pharsalia, and Peleus, still I linger here by reason of these light breezes at the Euripus, restraining my Myrmidons, while they are always pressing on me,

815saying: Why do we tarry, Achilles? how much longer must we count the days to the start for Ilium? do something if you are so minded; or lead home your men, and do not wait for the tardy action of these Atridae.

819CLYTEMNESTRA: Hail to you, son of the Nereid goddess! I heard your voice

820from within the tent and came forth.

821ACHILLES: O modesty revered! who can this lady be whom I behold, so richly dowered with beauty’s gifts?

823CLYTEMNESTRA: No wonder you do not know me, seeing I am one you have never before set eyes on; I praise your reverent address to modesty.

825ACHILLES: Who are you, and why have you come to the mustering of the Danaids—you, a woman, to a fenced camp of men?

827CLYTEMNESTRA: I am the daughter of Leda; my name is Clytemnestra; and my husband king Agamemnon.

829ACHILLES: Well and shortly answered on all important points,

830but it is shameful for me to stand talking to women.

831CLYTEMNESTRA: Stay; why seek to escape? give me your hand, a prelude to a happy marriage.

833ACHILLES: What is it you say? I give you my hand? To lay a finger where I have no right, I could never meet Agamemnon’s eye.

835CLYTEMNESTRA: The best of rights you have, seeing it is my child you will wed, O son of the sea-goddess, daughter of Nereus.

837ACHILLES: What wedding do you speak of? Words fail me, lady; can your wits have gone astray and are you inventing this?

839CLYTEMNESTRA: All men are naturally shy in the presence of new relations,

840when these remind them of their wedding.

841ACHILLES: Lady, I have never courted your daughter, nor have the sons of Atreus ever mentioned marriage to me.

843CLYTEMNESTRA: What can it mean? Your turn now to marvel at my words, for yours are very strange to me.

845ACHILLES: Hazard a guess; that we can both do in this matter; for it may be we are both correct in our statements.

847CLYTEMNESTRA: What! have I suffered such indignity? The marriage I am courting has no reality it seems; I am ashmed of it.

849ACHILLES: Some one perhaps has made a mock of you and me;

850pay no heed to it; make light of it.

851CLYTEMNESTRA: Farewell; I can no longer face you with unfaltering eyes, after being made a liar and suffering undeservedly.

853ACHILLES: It is farewell I bid you too, lady; and I go within the tent to seek your husband.

855OLD MAN: Stranger of the race of Aeacus, stay awhile! Ho there! I mean you, O goddess-born, and you, daughter of Leda.

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857ACHILLES: Who is it calling through the half-opened door? What fear his voice betrays!

858OLD MAN: A slave; of that I am not proud, for fortune does not permit it.

859ACHILLES: Whose slave are you? not mine; for mine and Agamemnon’s goods are separate.

860OLD MAN: I belong to this lady who stands before the tent, a gift to her from Tyndareus her father.

861ACHILLES: I am waiting; tell me, if you are desirous, why you have stopped me.

862OLD MAN: Are you really all alone here at the door?

863ACHILLES: To us alone will you address yourself; come forth from the king’s tent.

864OLD MAN: O Fortune and my own foresight, preserve whom I desire!

865ACHILLES: That speech will save them in the future; it has a certain pompous air.

866CLYTEMNESTRA: Delay not for the sake of touching my right hand, if there is anything that you would say to me.

867OLD MAN: Well, you know my character and my devotion to you and your children.

868CLYTEMNESTRA: I know you have grown old in the service of my house.

869OLD MAN: Likewise you know it was in your dowry king Agamemnon received me.

870CLYTEMNESTRA: Yes, you came to Argos with me, and have been mine this long time past.

871OLD MAN: True; and I bear all goodwill to you, less to your husband.

872CLYTEMNESTRA: Come, come, unfold whatever you have to say.

873OLD MAN: Her father, he that begot her, is on the point of slaying your daughter with his own hand.

874CLYTEMNESTRA: How? That for your story, old man! you are mad.

875OLD MAN: Severing with a sword the hapless girl’s white throat.

876CLYTEMNESTRA: Ah, alas for me! Does my husband happen to have gone mad?

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877OLD MAN: No; he is sane, except where you and your daughter are concerned; there he is mad.

878CLYTEMNESTRA: What is his reason? what vengeful fiend impels him?

879OLD MAN: Oracles, at least so Calchas says, in order that the army may start—

880CLYTEMNESTRA: Where? Alas for me, and for the one her father is going to kill!

881OLD MAN: To the halls of Dardanus, that Menelaus may recover Helen.

882CLYTEMNESTRA: So Helen’s return then was fated to affect Iphigenia?

883OLD MAN: You know all; her father is about to offer your child to Artemis.

884CLYTEMNESTRA: But that marriage—what pretext had it for bringing me from home?

885OLD MAN: An inducement to you to bring your daughter cheerfully, to wed her to Achilles.

886CLYTEMNESTRA: On a deadly errand have you come, my daughter, both you, and I, your mother.

887OLD MAN: Piteous the lot of both of you, and dreadful Agamemnon’s venture.

888CLYTEMNESTRA: Alas, I am undone; my eyes can no longer hold their tears.

889OLD MAN: If the loss of children is painful, shed your tears.

890CLYTEMNESTRA: From where, old man, do you say you had this news?

891OLD MAN: I had started to carry you a letter referring to the former writing.

892CLYTEMNESTRA: Forbidding or combining to urge my bringing the child to her death?

893OLD MAN: No, forbidding it, for your lord was then in his sober senses.

894CLYTEMNESTRA: How comes it then, if you were really bringing me a letter, that you do not now deliver it into my hands?

895OLD MAN: Menelaus snatched it from me, he who caused this trouble.

896CLYTEMNESTRA: Do you hear that, son of Peleus, the Nereid’s child?

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897ACHILLES: I have been listening to the tale of your sufferings, and I do not bear my own lightly.

898CLYTEMNESTRA: They will slay my child; they have tricked her with your marriage.

899ACHILLES: Like you I blame your lord, nor do I view it with mere indifference.

900CLYTEMNESTRA: No longer will I let shame prevent my kneeling to you, a mortal to one goddess-born; why do I affect reserve? whose interests should I consult before my child’s? Throwing herself before Achilles. Oh! help me, goddess-born, in my sore distress, and her that was called your bride, in vain, it is true, yet called she was.

905For you it was I wreathed her head and led her forth as if to marriage, but now it is to slaughter I am bringing her. On you will come reproach because you did not help her; for though not wedded to her, yet were you the loving husband of my hapless girl in name at any rate. By your beard, your right hand, and mother too I do implore you;

910for your name it was that worked my ruin, and you are bound to stand by that. Except your knees I have no altar to fly to; and not a friend stands at my side. You have heard the cruel abandoned scheme of Agamemnon; and I, a woman, have come, as you see, to a camp of lawless sailor-folk, bold in evil’s cause,

915though useful when they wish; Now if you boldly stretch forth your arm in my behalf, our safety is assured; but if not, we are lost.

917CHORUS LEADER: A strange thing is motherhood, carrying with it a potent spell, in which all share, so that for their children’s sake they will endure affliction.

919ACHILLES: My proud spirit is stirred to range aloft, butI have learned to grieve in misfortune

920and rejoice in high prosperity with equal moderation. For these are the men who can count on ordering all their life rightly by wisdom’s rules. True, there are cases where it is pleasant not to be too wise,

925but there are others, where some store of wisdom helps. Brought up in godly Chiron’s halls myself, I learned to keep a single heart; and provided the Atridae lead well, I will obey them; but when they cease from that, no more will I obey;

930no, but here and in Troy I will show the freedom of my nature, and, as far as in me lies, do honor to Ares with my spear. You, lady, who have suffered so cruelly from your nearest and dearest, I will, by every effort in a young man’s power, set right, investing you with that amount of pity

935and never shall your daughter, after being once called my bride, die by her father’s hand; for I will not lend myself to your husband’s subtle tricks; no! for it will be my name that kills your child, although it does not wield the sword. Your own husband

940is the actual cause, but I shall no longer be guiltless, if, because of me and my marriage, this maiden perishes, she that has suffered past endurance and been the victim of affronts most strangely undeserved.

944So am I made the poorest wretch in Argos;

945I a thing of nothing, and Menelaus counting for a man! No son of Peleus I, but the issue of a vengeful fiend, if my name shall serve your husband for the murder. No! by Nereus, who begot my mother Thetis, in his home amid the flowing waves,

950never shall king Agamemnon touch your daughter, no! not even to the laying of a finger-tip upon her robe; or Sipylus, that frontier town of barbarism, the cradle of those chieftains’ line, will be henceforth a city indeed, while Phthia’s name will nowhere find mention.

955Calchas, the seer, shall rue beginning the sacrifice with his barley-meal and lustral water. Why, what is a seer? A man who with luck tells the truth sometimes, with frequent falsehoods, but when his luck deserts him, collapses then and there.

959It is not to secure a bride that I have spoken thus—there are maids unnumbered

960eager to have my love—no! but king Agamemnon has put an insult on me; he should have asked my leave to use my name as a means to catch the child, for it was I chiefly who induced Clytemnestra to betroth her daughter to me;

965I would had yielded this to Hellas, if that was where our going to Ilium broke down; I would never have refused to further my fellow soldiers’ common interest. But as it is, I am as nothing in the eyes of those chieftains, and little they care of treating me well or ill.

970My sword shall soon know if any one is to snatch your daughter from me, for then will I make it reek with the bloody stains of slaughter, before it reach Phrygia. Calm yourself then; as a god in his might I appeared to you, without being so, but such will I show myself for all that.

975CHORUS LEADER: Son of Peleus, your words are alike worthy of you and that sea-born deity, the holy goddess.

977CLYTEMNESTRA: Ah! would I could find words to utter your praise without excess, and yet not lose the graciousness of it by stinting it; for when the good are praised, they have some sort of feeling

980of hatred for those who in their praise exceed the mean. But I am ashamed of intruding a tale of woe, since my affliction touches myself alone and you are not affected by troubles of mine; but still it looks well for the man of worth to assist the unfortunate, even when he is not connected with then.

985Therefore pity us, for our suffering cries for pity; in the first place, I have harbored an idle hope, in thinking to have you marry my daughter; and next, perhaps, the slaying of my child will be to you an evil omen in your wooing hereafter, against which you must guard yourself.

990Your words were good, both first and last; for if you will it so, my daughter will be saved.

992Will you have her clasp your knees as a suppliant? it is no maid’s part; yet if it seems good to you, why, come she shall with the modest look of free-born maid;

995but if I shall obtain the same end from you without her coming then let her abide within, for there is dignity in her reserve; still reserve must only go as far as the case allows.

998ACHILLES: Do not bring your daughter out for me to see, lady, nor let us incur the reproach of the ignorant;

1000for an army, when gathered together without domestic duties to employ it, loves the evil gossip of malicious tongues. After all, should you both supplicate me, you will attain a like result as if I had never been supplicated; for I am myself engaged in a mighty struggle to rid you of your troubles.

1005One thing be sure you have heard; I will not tell a lie; if I do that or idly mock you, may I die, but live if I preserve the girl.

1008CLYTEMNESTRA: Bless you for always helping the distressed!

1009ACHILLES: Hearken then to me, that the matter may succeed.

1010CLYTEMNESTRA: What is your proposal? for hear you I must.

1011ACHILLES: Let us once more urge her father to a better frame of mind.

1012CLYTEMNESTRA: He is something of a coward, and fears the army too much.

1013ACHILLES: Still argument overthrows argument.

1014CLYTEMNESTRA: Cold hope indeed; but tell me what I must do.

1015ACHILLES: Supplicate him first not to slay his children; and if he is stubborn, come to me. For if he consents to your request, my intervention need go no further, since this consent insures your safety. I too shall show myself in a better light to my friend,

1020and the army will not blame me, if I arrange the matter by reason rather than force; while, should things turn out well, the result will prove satisfactory both to you and your friends, even without my interference.

1024CLYTEMNESTRA: How sensibly you speak! I must act as seems best to you;

1025but should I fail of my object, where am I to see you again, where? Must I turn my wretched steps and find you ready to champion my distress?

1028ACHILLES: I will keep watch to guard you, where occasion calls, that none may see you passing through the army of Danaids

1030with that scared look. Do not shame your father’s house; for Tyndareus does not deserve not to be ill spoken of, being a mighty man in Hellas.

1033CLYTEMNESTRA: It will be so. Command me; I must play the slave to you. If there are gods, you for your righteous dealing

1035will find them favorable; if there are none, what need to toil? Exeunt Achilles and Clytemnestra.

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1036CHORUS: What wedding-hymn was that which raised its strains to the sound of Libyan flutes, to the music of the dancer’s lyre, and the note of the pipe of reeds?

1040It was on the day Pieria’s lovely-haired choir came over the slopes of Pelion to the wedding of Peleus, beating the ground with print of golden sandals at the banquet of the gods,

1045and hymning in dulcet strains the praise of Thetis and the son of Aeacus, over the Centaurs’ hill, down woods of Pelion.

1049There was the Dardanian boy,

1050dainty morsel of Zeus’ bed, drawing off the wine he mixed in the depths of golden bowls, Ganymede the Phrygian; while, along the gleaming sand,

1055the fifty daughters of Nereus graced the marriage with their dancing, circling in a mazy ring.

1058CHORUS: The revel-rout of Centaurs came too, mounted on horses, to the feast of the gods and the mixing-bowl of Bacchus,

1060leaning on fir-trees, with wreaths of green foliage round their heads; and Chiron cried loudly: Daughter of Nereus, you shall bear a son, a dazzling light to Thessaly; and the prophet,

1065skilled in arts inspired by Phoebus, gave his name; for he shall come with an army of Myrmidon spearmen to the famous land of Priam,

1070to set it in a blaze, his body cased in a suit of golden mail forged by Hephaestus, a gift from his goddess-mother, from Thetis who bore him.

1075Then the gods shed a blessing on the marriage of the high-born bride, who was first of Nereus’ daughters, and on the wedding of Peleus.

1080CHORUS: But the Argives will crown you, wreathing the lovely tresses of your hair, like a pure, dappled heifer brought from some rocky cave, and staining with blood your human throat;

1085though you were never reared among the piping and whistling of herdsmen, but at your mother’s side, to be decked as the bride of a son of Inachus. Where now does the face of modesty

1090or virtue have any strength? seeing that godlessness holds sway, and virtue is neglected by men and thrust behind them,

1095lawlessness over law prevailing, and mortals no longer making common cause to keep the jealousy of gods from reaching them.

1098CLYTEMNESTRA: I have come from the tent to look out for my husband, who went away and left its shelter long ago;

1100while my poor child, hearing of the death her father designs for her, is in tears, uttering in many keys her piteous lamentation. Catching sight of Agamamnon. It seems I was speaking of one not far away; for there is Agamemnon,

1105who will soon be detected in the commission of a crime against his own child.

1106AGAMEMNON: Daughter of Leda, it is lucky I have found you outside the tent, to discuss with you in our daughter’s absence subjects not suited for the ears of maidens on the eve of marriage.

1109CLYTEMNESTRA: What critical moment is it that you are seizing?

1110AGAMEMNON: Send the maiden out to join her father, for the lustral water stands there ready, and barley-meal to scatter with the hand on the cleansing flame, and heifers to be slain before the marriage, in honor of the goddess .

1115CLYTEMNESTRA: Though the words you use are good, I do not know how I am to name your deeds in terms of praise.

1117Come forth, my daughter; well you know what is in your father’s mind; take the child Orestes, your brother, and bring him with you in the folds of your robe.

1120Behold! she comes, in obedience to your summons. I will speak the rest for her and for myself.

1122AGAMEMNON: My child, why do you weep and no longer look cheerfully? why are you fixing your eyes upon the ground and holding your robe before them?

1124CLYTEMNESTRA: Ah! with which of my woes shall I begin?

1125for I may treat them all as first, or put them last or midway, anywhere.

1127AGAMEMNON: What is it? I find you all alike, confusion and alarm in every eye.

1129CLYTEMNESTRA: My husband, answer frankly the questions I ask you.

1130AGAMEMNON: There is no necessity to order me; I am willing to be questioned.

1131CLYTEMNESTRA: Do you mean to slay your child and mine?

1132AGAMEMNON: Ha! these are heartless words, unwarranted suspicions!

1133CLYTEMNESTRA: Peace! answer me that question first.

1134AGAMEMNON: Put a fair question and you shall have a fair answer.

1135CLYTEMNESTRA: I have no other questions to put; give me no other answers.

1136AGAMEMNON: O fate revered, O destiny, and my fortune!

1137CLYTEMNESTRA: Yes, and mine and hers too; the three share one bad fortune.

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1138AGAMEMNON: Whom have I injured?

1138bCLYTEMNESTRA: Do you ask this question? A thought like that itself amounts to tboughtlessness.

1140AGAMEMNON: Ruined! my secret betrayed!

1141CLYTEMNESTRA: I know all; I have heard what you are bent on doing to me. Your very silence and those frequent groans are a confession; do not tire yourself by telling it.

1144AGAMEMNON: See, I am silent; for why should I tell you a falsehood,

1145and add effrontery to misfortune?

1146CLYTEMNESTRA: Well, now listen; for I will unfold my meaning and no longer employ dark riddles. In the first place—to reproach you first with this—it was not of my own free will but by force that you took and wed me,

1150after slaying Tantalus, my former husband, and dashing my baby on the ground when you had torn him from my breast with brutal violence. Then those two sons of Zeus, who were my brothers, came flashing on horseback to war with you;

1155but Tyndareus, my old father, rescued you because of your suppliant prayers, and you in turn had me to wife. Once I was reconciled to you upon this footing, you will bear me witness I have been a blameless wife to you and your family, chaste in love,

1160an honor to your house, that so your coming in might be with joy and your going out with gladness. And it is seldom a man secures a wife like this, though the getting of a worthless woman Is no rarity.

1164Besides three daughters, of one of whom you are heartlessly depriving me,

1165I am the mother of this son of yours. If anyone asks you your reason for slaying her, tell me, what will you say? or must I say it for you? It is that Menelaus may recover Helen. An honorable exchange, indeed, to pay a wicked woman’s price in children’s lives!

1170It is buying what we most detest with what we hold most dear. Again, if you go forth with the army, leaving me in your halls and are long absent at Troy, what will my feelings be at home, do you think? when I behold each vacant chair

1175and her chamber now deserted, and then sit down alone in tears, making ceaseless lamentation for her, Ah! my child, he that begot you has slain you himself, he and no one else, nor are was it by another’s hand, leaving behind him such a return to his home.

1180For it needs now only a trifling pretext for me and the daughters remaining to give you the reception it is right you should receive. I adjure you by the gods, do not compel me to sin against you, or sin yourself.

1185Well; suppose you sacrifice the child; what prayer will you utter, when it is done? what will the blessing be that you will invoke upon yourself as you are slaying our daughter? An ill returning, seeing the disgrace that speeds your going forth? Is it right that I should pray for any luck to attend you? Surely we should deem the gods devoid of sense,

1190if we harbored a kindly feeling towards murder? Shall you embrace your children on your coming back to Argos? No, you have no right. Will any child of yours ever face you, if you have surrendered one of them to death? Has this ever entered into your calculations, or does your one duty consist

1195in carrying a scepter about and marching at the head of an army? When you might have made this fair proposal among the Argives; Is it your wish, Achaeans, to sail for Phrygia’s shores? Why then, cast lots whose daughter has to die. For that would have been a fair course for you to pursue, instead of picking out

1200your own child for the victim and presenting her to the Danaids; or Menelaus, as it was his concern, should have slain Hermione for her mother. As it is, I, who still am true to your bed, must lose my child; while she, who went astray,

1205will return with her daughter, and live in happiness at Sparta. If I am wrong in my words, answer me; but if they have been fairly urged, do not slay your child, who is mine too, and you will be wise.

1209CHORUS LEADER: Hearken to her, Agamemnon, for to join in saving your children’s lives is surely a noble deed;

1210no one will deny this.

1211IPHIGENIA: If I had the eloquence of Orpheus, my father, to move the rocks by chanted spells to follow me, or to charm by speaking anyone I wished, I would have resorted to it. But as it is, I’ll bring my tears—the only art I know;

1215for that I might attempt. And about your knees, as a suppliant, I twine my limbs—these limbs your wife here bore. Do not destroy me before my time, for it is sweet to look upon the light, and do not force me to visit scenes below.

1220I was the first to call you father, you the first to call me child; I was the first to sit upon your knee and give and take the fond caress. And this was what you would saythen: Shall I see you, my child, living a happy prosperous life

1225in a husband’s home one day, in a manner worthy of myself? And I in my turn would ask, as I hung about your beard, where I now am clinging, What then will I do for you? Shall I be giving you a glad reception in my halls, father,

1230in your old age, repaying all your anxious care in rearing me?

1231I remember all we said, it is you who have forgotten and now would take my life. By Pelops, I entreat you spare me, by your father Atreus and my mother here, who suffers now a second time the pangs

1235she felt before when bearing me! What have I to do with the marriage of Paris and Helen? Why is his coming to prove my ruin, father? Look upon me; bestow one glance, one kiss, that this at least I may carry to my death

1240as a memorial of you, though you do not heed my pleading.

1241holding up the baby Orestes. Feeble ally though you are, brother, to your loved ones, yet add your tears to mine and entreat our father for your sister’s life; even in babies there is a natural sense of evil.

1245O father, see this speechless supplication made to you; pity me; have mercy on my tender years! Yes, by your beard we two fond hearts implore your pity, the one a baby, a full-grown maid the other. By summing all my pleas in one, I will prevail in what I say:

1250to gaze upon the light is man’s most cherished gift; that life below is nothingness, and whoever longs for death is mad. Better live a life of woe than die a death of glory!

1253CHORUS LEADER: Ah, wretched Helen! Great is the struggle that has come sons to the of Atreus and their children, thanks to you and those marriages of yours.

1255AGAMEMNON: While loving my own children, I yet understand what should move my pity and what should not; I would be a madman otherwise. It is terrible for me to bring myself to this, nor is it less terrible to refuse, daughter; for I must do this. You see the vastness of that naval army,

1260and the numbers of bronze-clad warriors from Hellas, who can neither make their way to Ilium’s towers nor raze the far-famed citadel of Troy, unless I offer you according to the word of Calchas the seer. Some mad desire possesses the army of Hellas

1265to sail at once to the land of the barbarians, and put a stop to the rape of wives from Hellas, and they will slay my daughter in Argos as well as you and me, if I disregard the goddess’s commands. It is not Menelaus who has enslaved me to him, child,

1270nor have I followed his wish; no, it is Hellas, for whom I must sacrifice you whether I will or not; to this necessity I bow my head; for her freedom must be preserved, as far as any help of yours daughter, or mine can go; or they, who are the sons of Hellas, must be

1275pillaged of their wives by barbarian robbery. Exit Agamemnon.

1276CLYTEMNESTRA: My child! oh, foreign women! Alas for me, for your death! Your father escapes, surrendering you to Hades.

1279IPHIGENIA: Alas for me, mother! for the same

1280lament has fallen to both of us in our fortune. No more for me the light of day! no more these beams of the sun! Oh, oh! that snow-beat glen in Phrygia and the hills of Ida,

1285where Priam once exposed a tender baby, torn from his mother’s arms to meet a deadly doom, Paris, called the child of Ida

1290in the Phrygians’ town. Would that he never had settled Alexander, the herdsman reared among the herds, beside that water crystal-clear, where are fountains

1295of the Nymphs and their meadow rich with blooming flowers, where hyacinths and rose-buds blow for goddesses to gather! Here one day

1300came Pallas and Cypris of the subtle heart, Hera too and Hermes messenger of Zeus; Cypris, proud of the longing she causes,

1305Pallas of her prowess; and Hera of her royal marriage with king Zeus; to decide a hateful strife about their beauty; but it is my death,

1310maidens, bringing, it is true, glory to the Danaids, that Artemis has received as an offering, before they begin the voyage to Ilium.

1313O mother, mother! he that begot me to this life of sorrow has gone and left me all alone.

1315Ah! woe is me! a bitter, bitter sight for me was Helen, evil Helen! to me now doomed to bleed and die, slaughtered by an impious father!

1319I wish this Aulis had never received

1320in its havens here the stems of their bronze-beaked ships, the fleet which was speeding them to Troy; and would that Zeus had never breathed on the Euripus a wind to stop the expedition, tempering, as he does,

1325a different breeze to different men, so that some have joy in setting sail, and sorrow some, and others hard constraint, to make some start and others prepare and others delay!

1330Full of trouble then, it seems, is the race of mortals, full of trouble indeed; and it is Fate’s decree that man should find distress.

1333Woe! woe to you, you child of Tyndareus,

1335for the suffering and anguish sore, which you are causing the Danaids!

1336CHORUS LEADER: I pity you for your cruel fate—a fate I would you never had met!

1338IPHIGENIA: O mother that bore me! I see a throng of men approaching.

1339CLYTEMNESTRA: It is the goddess’ son you see, child, for whom you came here.

1340IPHIGENIA: Open the tent-door to me, servants, that I may hide myself

1341CLYTEMNESTRA: Why seek to escape, my child?

1341bIPHIGENIA: I am ashamed to face Achilles.

1342CLYTEMNESTRA: But why?

1342bIPHIGENIA: The luckless ending to our marriage causes me to feel abashed.

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1343CLYTEMNESTRA: No time for affectation now in face of what has happened. Stay then; reserve will do no good, if we may profit.

1345ACHILLES: Daughter of Leda, lady of sorrows!

1345bCLYTEMNESTRA: No misnomer that.

1346ACHILLES: A fearful cry is heard among the Argives.

1346bCLYTEMNESTRA: What is it? tell me.

1347ACHILLES: It concerns your child.

1347bCLYTEMNESTRA: An evil omen for your words.

1348ACHILLES: They say her sacrifice is necessary.

1348bCLYTEMNESTRA: And is there no one to say a word against them?

1349ACHILLES: Indeed I was in some danger myself from the tumult.

1349bCLYTEMNESTRA: In danger of what, stranger?.

1350ACHILLES: Of being stoned.

1350bCLYTEMNESTRA: Surely not for trying to save my daughter?

1351ACHILLES: The very reason.

1351bCLYTEMNESTRA: Who would have dared to lay a finger on you?

1352ACHILLES: All the men of Hellas.

1352bCLYTEMNESTRA: Were not your Myrmidon warriors at your side?

1353ACHILLES: They were the first who turned against me.

1353bCLYTEMNESTRA: My child! we are lost, it seems.

1354ACHILLES: They taunted me as the man whom marriage had enslaved.

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1354bCLYTEMNESTRA: And what did you answer them?

1355ACHILLES: Not to kill the one I meant to wed—

1355bCLYTEMNESTRA: Justly so.

1356ACHILLES: The wife her father promised me.

1356bCLYTEMNESTRA: Yes, and sent to fetch from Argos.

1357ACHILLES: But I was overcome by clamorous cries.

1357bCLYTEMNESTRA: Truly the mob is a dire mischief.

1358ACHILLES: But I will help you for all that.

1358bCLYTEMNESTRA: Will you really fight them single-handed?

1359ACHILLES: Do you see these warriors here, carrying my arms?

1359bCLYTEMNESTRA: Bless you for your kind intent!

1360ACHILLES: Well, I shall be blessed.

1360bCLYTEMNESTRA: Then my child will not be slaughtered now?

1361ACHILLES: No, not with my consent at any rate.

1361bCLYTEMNESTRA: But will any of them come to lay hands on the maid?

1362ACHILLES: Thousands of them, with Odysseus at their head.

1362bCLYTEMNESTRA: The son of Sisyphus?

1363ACHILLES: The very same.

1363bCLYTEMNESTRA: Acting for himself or by the army’s order?

1364ACHILLES: By their choice—and his own.

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1364bCLYTEMNESTRA: An evil choice indeed, to stain his hands in blood.

1365ACHILLES: But I will hold him back.

1365bCLYTEMNESTRA: Will he seize and bear her off against her will?

1366ACHILLES: Yes, by her golden hair no doubt.

1366bCLYTEMNESTRA: What must I do, when it comes to that?

1367ACHILLES: Keep hold of your daughter.

1367bCLYTEMNESTRA: Be sure that she shall not be slain, as far as that that can help her.

1368ACHILLES: Believe me, it will come to this.

1368bIPHIGENIA: Mother, hear me while I speak, for I see that you are angry with your husband

1370to no purpose; it is hard for us to persist in impossibilities. Our thanks are due to this stranger for his ready help; but you must also see to it that he is not reproached by the army, leaving us no better off and himself involved in trouble.

1374Listen, mother; hear what thoughts have passed across my mind.

1375I am resolved to die; and this I want to do with honor, dismissing from me what is mean. Towards this now, mother turn your thoughts, and with me weigh how well I speak; to me the whole of mighty Hellas looks; on me the passage over the sea depends; on me the sack of Troy;

1380and in my power it lies to check henceforth barbarian raids on happy Hellas, if ever in the days to come they seek to seize her women, when once they have atoned by death for the violation of Helen’s marriage by Paris. All this deliverance will my death insure, and my fame for setting Hellas free will be a happy one.

1385Besides, I have no right at all to cling too fondly to my life; for you did not bear me for myself alone, but as a public blessing to all Hellas. What! shall countless warriors, armed with shields, those myriads sitting at the oar, find courage to attack the foe and die for Hellas, because their fatherland is wronged,

1390and my one life prevent all this? What kind of justice is that? could I find a word in answer? Now let us turn to that other point. It is not right that this man should enter into battle with all Argos or be slain for a woman’s sake. Better a single man should see the light than ten thousand women.

1395If Artemis has decided to take my body, am I, a mortal, to thwart the goddess? no, that is impossible. I give my body to Hellas; sacrifice it and make an utter end of Troy. This is my enduring monument; marriage, motherhood, and fame—all these is it to me.

1400And it is right, mother, that Hellenes should rule barbarians, but not barbarians Hellenes, those being slaves, while these are free.

1402CHORUS LEADER: You play a noble part, maiden; but the whims of Fate and the goddess are diseased.

1403ACHILLES: Daughter of Agamemnon! some god was bent

1405on blessing me, if I could have won you for my wife. In you I consider Hellas happy, and you in Hellas; for this that you have said is good and worthy of your fatherland; since you, abandonIng a strife with heavenly powers, which are too strong for you, have fairly weighed advantages and needs.

1410But now that I have looked into your noble nature, I feel still more a fond desire to win you for my bride. Look to it; for I want to serve you and receive you in my halls; and, Thetis be my witness, how I grieve to think I shall not save your life by doing battle with the Danaids.

1415Reflect, I say; a dreadful ill is death.

1416IPHIGENIA: This I say, without regard to anyone. Enough that the daughter of Tyndareus is causing wars and bloodshed by her beauty; then be not slain yourself, stranger, nor seek to slay another on my account;

1420but let me, if I can, save Hellas.

1421ACHILLES: Heroic spirit! I can say no more to this, since you are so minded; for yours is a noble resolve; why should not one speak the truth? Yet I will speak, for you will perhaps change your mind;

1425I will go and place these arms of mine near the altar, resolved not to permit your death but to prevent; for brave as you are at sight of the knife held at your throat, you will soon avail yourself of what I said.

1430So I will not let you perish through any thoughtlessness of yours, but will go to the goddess with these arms and await your arrival there. Exit Achilles.

1433IPHIGENIA: Mother, why so silent, your eyes wet with tears?

1434CLYTEMNESTRA: I have reason, woe is me! to be sad at heart.

1435IPHIGENIA: Stop; do not make me a coward; here in one thing obey me.

1436CLYTEMNESTRA: Tell me, my child, for at my hands you shall never suffer injury.

1437IPHIGENIA: Cut not off the tresses of your hair for me, nor clothe yourself in sable garb.

1439CLYTEMNESTRA: Why, my child, what is it you have said? When I have lost you?

1440IPHIGENIA: You wll not lose me; I am saved and you renowned, as far as I can make you.

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1441CLYTEMNESTRA: How so? Must I not mourn your death?

1442IPHIGENIA: By no means, for I shall have no tomb heaped over me.

1443CLYTEMNESTRA: What then? It is death, not the tomb, that is rightly mourned.

1444IPHIGENIA: The altar of the goddess, Zeus’s daughter, will be my tomb.

1445CLYTEMNESTRA: Well, my child, I will let you persuade me, for you speak well.

1446IPHIGENIA: Yes, as one who prospers and does Hellas service.

1447CLYTEMNESTRA: What message shall I carry to your sisters?

1448IPHIGENIA: Do not put mourning raiment on them either.

1449CLYTEMNESTRA: But is there no fond message I can give the maidens from you?

1450IPHIGENIA: Yes, my farewell words; and promise me to rear Orestes to manhood.

1451CLYTEMNESTRA: Press him to your bosom; it is your last look.

1452IPHIGENIA: O you that are most dear to me! you have helped your friends as you had means.

1453CLYTEMNESTRA: Is there anything I can do in Argos to please you?

1454IPHIGENIA: Yes, do not hate my father, your own husband.

1455CLYTEMNESTRA: Fearful are the trials through which he has to go because of you.

1456IPHIGENIA: It was against his will he ruined me for the sake of Hellas.

1457CLYTEMNESTRA: Ah! but he employed base treachery, unworthy of Atreus.

1458IPHIGENIA: Who will escort me from here, before my hair is torn?

1459CLYTEMNESTRA: I will go with you—

1459bIPHIGENIA: No, not you; that is not well saidl.

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1460CLYTEMNESTRA: Clinging to your robes.

1460bIPHIGENIA: Be persuaded by me, mother, stay here; for this is the better way both for me and you; but let one of these attendants of my father conduct me to the meadow of Artemis, where I shall be sacrificed.

1464CLYTEMNESTRA: Are you gone from me, my child?

1464bIPHIGENIA: Yes, and with no chance of ever returning.

1465CLYTEMNESTRA: Leaving your mother?

1465bIPHIGENIA: Yes, as you see, undeservedly.

1466CLYTEMNESTRA: Hold! do not leave me!

1466bIPHIGENIA: I cannot let you shed a tear. To the Chorus. May it be yours, maidens, to hymn in joyous strains Artemis, the child of Zeus, for my hard lot; and let the order for a solemn hush go forth to the Danaids.

1470Begin the sacrifice with the baskets, let the fire blaze for the purifying meal of sprinkling, and my father pace from left to right about the altar; for I come to bestow on Hellas safety crowned with victory.

1475IPHIGENIA: Lead me away, the destroyer of Ilium’s town and the Phrygians; give me wreaths to cast about me; bring them here; here are my tresses to crown; bring lustral water too.

1480Dance to Artemis, queen Artemis the blest, around her shrine and altar; for by the blood of my sacrifice I will blot out the oracle,

1485if it must be.

1487O mother, lady revered! I will, not give you my tears;

1490for at the holy rites it is not fitting.

1491Sing with me, maidens, sing the praises of Artemis, whose temple faces Chalcis,

1495where angry spearmen madly chafe, here in the narrow havens of Aulis, because of me.

1498O Pelasgia, land of my birth, and Mycenae, my home!

1500CHORUS: Is it on Perseus’ citadel you call, that town Cyclopean workmen built?

1502IPHIGENIA: To be a light to Hellas did you rear me, and so I do not say No to death.

1504CHORUS: You are right; no fear that fame will ever desert you!

1505IPHIGENIA: Hail to you, bright lamp of day and light of Zeus! A different life, a different lot is henceforth mine. Farewell I bid you, light beloved! Exit Iphigenia. .

1510CHORUS: Behold the maiden on her way, the destroyer of Ilium’s town and the Phrygians, with garlands twined about her head, and drops of lustral water on her, soon to be sprinkled with her gushing blood

1515the altar of a murderous goddess, when her shapely neck is severed.

1517For you fair streams of a father’s pouring and lustral waters are in store, for you Achaea’s army is waiting, eager

1520to reach the citadel of Ilium. But let us celebrate Artemis, the daughter of Zeus, queen among the gods, as if upon some happy chance.

1524O lady revered, delighting in human

1525sacrifice, send on its way to Phrygia’s land the army of the Hellenes, to Troy’s abodes of guile, and grant that Agamemnon may wreathe his head with deathless fame,

1530a crown of fairest glory for the spearmen of Hellas.

1532MESSENGER: Come forth, O Clytemnestra, daughter of Tyndareus, from the tent, to hear my news.

1534CLYTEMNESTRA: I heard your voice and have come

1535in sad dismay and fearful dread, not sure but what you have arrived with tidings of some fresh trouble for me besides the present woe.

1537bMESSENGER: No, rather I want to unfold to you a strange and marvellous story about your child.

1539CLYTEMNESTRA: Do not delay, then, but speak at once.

1540MESSENGER: Dear mistress, you shall learn all clearly; from the outset will I tell it, unless my memory fails me somewhat and confuses my tongue in its account. As soon as we reached the grove of Artemis, the child of Zeus, and the flowery meadows,

1545where the Achaean troops were gathered, bringing your daughter with us, at once the Argive army began assembling; but when king Agamemnon saw the maiden on her way to the grove to be sacrificed, he gave one groan, and, turning away his face, let the tears burst

1550from his eyes, as he held his robe before them. But the maid, standing close by her father, spoke thus: O my father, here I am; willingly I offer my body for my country and all Hellas,

1555that you may lead me to the altar of the goddess and sacrifice me, since this is Heaven’s ordinance. May good luck be yours for any help that I afford! and may you obtain the victor’s gift and come again to the land of your fathers. So then let none of the Argives lay hands on me,

1560for I will bravely yield my neck without a word.

1561She spoke; and each man marvelled, as he heard the maiden’s brave speech. But in the midst Talthybius stood up, for this was his duty, and bade the army refrain from word or deed;

1565and Calchas, the seer, drawing a sharp sword from its scabbard laid it in a basket of beaten gold, and crowned the maiden’s head. Then the son of Peleus, taking the basket and with it lustral water in his hand, ran round the altar of the goddess

1570uttering these words: O Artemis, you child of Zeus, slayer of wild beasts, that wheel your dazzling light amid the gloom, accept this sacrifice which we, the army of the Achaeans and Agamemnon with us, offer to you, pure blood from a beautiful maiden’s neck;

1575and grant us safe sailing for our ships and the sack of Troy’s towers by our spears.

1577Meanwhile the sons of Atreus and all the army stood looking on the ground.

1578[But the priest, seizing his knife, offered up a prayer and was closely scanning the maiden’s throat to see where he should strike.

1580It was no slight sorrow filled my heart, as I stood by with bowed head; when there was a sudden miracle! Each one of us distinctly heard the sound of a blow, but none saw the spot where the maiden vanished. The priest cried out, and all the army took up the cry

1585at the sight of a marvel all unlooked for, due to some god’s agency, and passing all belief, although it was seen; for there upon the ground lay a deer of immense size, magnificent to see, gasping out her life, with whose blood the altar of the goddess was thoroughly bedewed.

1590Then spoke Calchas thus—his joy you can imagine—You captains of this leagued Achaean army, do you see this victim, which the goddess has set before her altar, a mountain-roaming deer? This is more welcome to her by far than the maid,

1595that she may not defile her altar by shedding noble blood. Gladly she has accepted it, and is granting us a prosperous voyage for our attack on Ilium. Therefore take heart, sailors, each man of you, and away to your ships, for today

1600we must leave the hollow bays of Aulis and cross the Aegean main.

1601aThen, when the sacrifice was wholly burnt to ashes in the blazing flame, he offered such prayers as were fitting, that the army might win return; but Agamemnon sends me to tell you this,

1605and say what heaven-sent luck is his, and how he has secured undying fame throughout the length of Hellas. Now I was there myself and speak as an eyewitness; without a doubt your child flew away to the gods. A truce then to your sorrowing, and cease to be angry with your husband;

1610for the gods’ ways with man are not what we expect, and those whom they love, they keep safe; yes, for this day has seen your daughter dead and living.

1613CHORUS LEADER: What joy to hear these tidings from the messenger! He tells you your child is living still, among the gods.

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1615CLYTEMNESTRA: Which of the gods, my child, has stolen you? How am I to address you? How can I be sure that this is not an idle tale told to cheer me, to make me cease my piteous lamentation for you?

1619CHORUS: See! king Agamemnon approaches,

1620to confirm this story for you.

1621AGAMEMNON: Lady, we may be counted happy, as far as concerns our daughter; for in truth she has fellowship with gods. But you must take this tender child and start for home, for the army is looking now to sail.

1625Fare you well! it is long before I shall greet you on my return from Troy; may it be well with you!

1627CHORUS: Son of Atreus, start for Phrygia’s land with joy and so return, I pray, after taking from Troy her fairest spoils.