The Persians

CHORUS LEADER: Queen mother, excessive fear
or confidence we do not wish to give you.
If your dreams were ominous, approach
the gods with supplications; pray that these
be unfulfilled, and blessings be fulfilled
for you, your son, your city, and your friends.
Next you must pour libations to the Earth
and the dead: and beg Darius, of whom you dreamed,
to send those blessings from the nether world
to light, for you and your son; and to hide
in darkness evils contrary, retained
within the earth. Propitious be your prayers.

MESSENGER: Either an avenger or a wicked
god, my lady (whence it came I know not),
began the whole disaster. From Athenian
ranks a Greek approached, addressing Xerxes
thud: “When the gloom of blackest night
will fall, the Greeks will not remain, but leap
to their rowing benches, and each by secret course
will save his life.” And he your son, upon
his hearing this, in ignorance of Greek
guile and the jealousy of gods,
harangued his captains publicly: “As soon
as sunlit rays no longer burn the earth,
[…] rank the swarm of ships in three flotillas:
have them guard the entrances, the straits sea-pound;
and girdle others round Ajax’ island.
But if the Greeks escape their evil doom,
contriving secret flight, all your heads
will roll. I warrant it.” So he spoke
in confident pride: of the god-given future
he knew nothing.

MESSENGER: At once
concordant strokes of oars in roaring eddies
slapped the waters’ depths: soon we saw
them all: first the right wing led in order,
next advanced the whole armada.
A great concerted cry we heard: “O Greek
sons, advance! Free your fathers’ land,
free your sons, your wives, the sanctuaries
of paternal gods, the sepulchers
of ancestors. Now the contest’s drawn:
all is at stake!”

QUEEN: Ah! woe is me, the army all destroyed.
O bright night’s spectacle of dreams,
how clearly you foresaw my woe,
and you, my counselors, how poorly you have judged.
But yet, as you counseled thus,
first to the gods I’ll offer prayer; and then
to Earth and the dead I’ll come to offer gifts
from the house, a rich libation. I know I pray
for what is done and gone, but a brighter
fortune, in time to come, may there yet be.

DARIUS: All human beings suffer human troubles;
and many woes arise, some from the sea,
and others from the land, to those who live
a longer span of life.

QUEEN: Everything, Darius, you will hear
succinctly: all of Persia is destroyed.

DARIUS: How? A lightning bolt of hunger? Civil
strife within the city?

QUEEN: No, but all
the host’s destroyed at Athens.

DARIUS: Whom among
my sons was the leader of the troops? Tell me.

QUEEN: Furious Xerxes, who drained the country manless.

DARIUS: So now a fountain of troubles has been found
for all those that I care for; and my son
is the one who discovered it, in ignorance.
He hoped, in youthful confidence, to check
he sacred waters of the Hellespont
by chains, as if it were a slave. […] Mortal though he was,
in folly he thought to master all the gods,
including Poseidon. Wasn’t his mind diseased?
So now I fear the wealth I labored so
to acquire will fall prey to the conquerors.

[…] So his deed is done, great and unforgettable!
Never had anyone before made this city
Sousa so empty and so desolate,
since Zeus, our lord, bestowed that honor:
one man to wield the scepter of authority
over all of Asia, rich in flocks.

DARIUS: There are no half-measures
in the outcome of the prophecies—either all
or none come true. In which case, he has left,
behind in Greece, trusting his empty hopes,
chosen numbers of his host, now stationed
where Asopus floods the plain and gives rich nurture
for Boeotian crops; there they’ll suffer soon
the lowest depths of woe, as final payment
for insolent acts and godless arrogance.
Invading Greece, they felt no awe or reverence;
they did not hesitate to plunder images
of gods and put their temples to the torch;
altars were no more, and statues of divinities
were uprooted and torn right off their bases
in utter confusion. Thus having acted wickedly
they now no less are suffering in return.

DARIUS: And corpses, piled up like sand, shall witness
mute, even to generations to come,
before the eyes of men, that never, being
mortal, ought we to cast our thoughts too high.
Insolence, once blossoming, will bear
its fruit, a tasseled field of doom, from which
a deadly harvest must be reaped, all tears.
Behold the punishment of these! Remember
Greece and Athens! Lest anyone disdain
his present fortune, lusting after more,
and end up squandering great prosperity.
Zeus is the chastener of overboastful
minds, a grievous corrector. Therefore advise
my son, admonished by reason, to be wise
and cease his overboastful temper from
sinning against the gods. And you, aged
mother of Xerxes, go to the palace;
gather up rich and brilliant clothes, and go
to meet your son; for he, in grief, has rent
his embroidered robes to shreds.

QUEEN: O god! How many sorrows move against me!
But one torment bites me deepest of all,
to hear how such dishonor holds my son’s
body and its robes. So I shall go
to gather proper clothing, and try to meet
him as he comes. When evils fall on those
we dearly love, never shall we betray them.

CHORUS LEADER: Queen mother, excessive fear
or confidence we do not wish to give you.
If your dreams were ominous, approach
the gods with supplications; pray that these
be unfulfilled, and blessings be fulfilled
for you, your son, your city, and your friends.
Next you must pour libations to the Earth
and the dead: and beg Darius, of whom you dreamed,
to send those blessings from the nether world
to light, for you and your son; and to hide
in darkness evils contrary, retained
within the earth. Propitious be your prayers.

MESSENGER: Either an avenger or a wicked
god, my lady (whence it came I know not),
began the whole disaster. From Athenian
ranks a Greek approached, addressing Xerxes
thud: “When the gloom of blackest night
will fall, the Greeks will not remain, but leap
to their rowing benches, and each by secret course
will save his life.” And he your son, upon
his hearing this, in ignorance of Greek
guile and the jealousy of gods,
harangued his captains publicly: “As soon
as sunlit rays no longer burn the earth,
[…] rank the swarm of ships in three flotillas:
have them guard the entrances, the straits sea-pound;
and girdle others round Ajax’ island.
But if the Greeks escape their evil doom,
contriving secret flight, all your heads
will roll. I warrant it.” So he spoke
in confident pride: of the god-given future
he knew nothing.

MESSENGER: At once
concordant strokes of oars in roaring eddies
slapped the waters’ depths: soon we saw
them all: first the right wing led in order,
next advanced the whole armada.
A great concerted cry we heard: “O Greek
sons, advance! Free your fathers’ land,
free your sons, your wives, the sanctuaries
of paternal gods, the sepulchers
of ancestors. Now the contest’s drawn:
all is at stake!”

QUEEN: Ah! woe is me, the army all destroyed.
O bright night’s spectacle of dreams,
how clearly you foresaw my woe,
and you, my counselors, how poorly you have judged.
But yet, as you counseled thus,
first to the gods I’ll offer prayer; and then
to Earth and the dead I’ll come to offer gifts
from the house, a rich libation. I know I pray
for what is done and gone, but a brighter
fortune, in time to come, may there yet be.

DARIUS: All human beings suffer human troubles;
and many woes arise, some from the sea,
and others from the land, to those who live
a longer span of life.

QUEEN: Everything, Darius, you will hear
succinctly: all of Persia is destroyed.

DARIUS: How? A lightning bolt of hunger? Civil
strife within the city?

QUEEN: No, but all
the host’s destroyed at Athens.

DARIUS: Whom among
my sons was the leader of the troops? Tell me.

QUEEN: Furious Xerxes, who drained the country manless.

DARIUS: So now a fountain of troubles has been found
for all those that I care for; and my son
is the one who discovered it, in ignorance.
He hoped, in youthful confidence, to check
he sacred waters of the Hellespont
by chains, as if it were a slave. […] Mortal though he was,
in folly he thought to master all the gods,
including Poseidon. Wasn’t his mind diseased?
So now I fear the wealth I labored so
to acquire will fall prey to the conquerors.

[…] So his deed is done, great and unforgettable!
Never had anyone before made this city
Sousa so empty and so desolate,
since Zeus, our lord, bestowed that honor:
one man to wield the scepter of authority
over all of Asia, rich in flocks.

DARIUS: There are no half-measures
in the outcome of the prophecies—either all
or none come true. In which case, he has left,
behind in Greece, trusting his empty hopes,
chosen numbers of his host, now stationed
where Asopus floods the plain and gives rich nurture
for Boeotian crops; there they’ll suffer soon
the lowest depths of woe, as final payment
for insolent acts and godless arrogance.
Invading Greece, they felt no awe or reverence;
they did not hesitate to plunder images
of gods and put their temples to the torch;
altars were no more, and statues of divinities
were uprooted and torn right off their bases
in utter confusion. Thus having acted wickedly
they now no less are suffering in return.

DARIUS: And corpses, piled up like sand, shall witness
mute, even to generations to come,
before the eyes of men, that never, being
mortal, ought we to cast our thoughts too high.
Insolence, once blossoming, will bear
its fruit, a tasseled field of doom, from which
a deadly harvest must be reaped, all tears.
Behold the punishment of these! Remember
Greece and Athens! Lest anyone disdain
his present fortune, lusting after more,
and end up squandering great prosperity.
Zeus is the chastener of overboastful
minds, a grievous corrector. Therefore advise
my son, admonished by reason, to be wise
and cease his overboastful temper from
sinning against the gods. And you, aged
mother of Xerxes, go to the palace;
gather up rich and brilliant clothes, and go
to meet your son; for he, in grief, has rent
his embroidered robes to shreds.

QUEEN: O god! How many sorrows move against me!
But one torment bites me deepest of all,
to hear how such dishonor holds my son’s
body and its robes. So I shall go
to gather proper clothing, and try to meet
him as he comes. When evils fall on those
we dearly love, never shall we betray them.