Aeschylus · Agamemnon Ἀγαμέμνων

Aeschylus, Agamemnon 914–974: Third episode (cont.): the purple tapestries

Agamemnon answers Clytaemestra's welcome and refuses to walk on the purple cloths, saying that such honour is for gods and not for a mortal, and that he does not want to be envied. She persuades him, and he gives way, has his sandals taken off, asks her to treat Cassandra kindly, and walks into the palace over the purple, praying that no god's envy may strike him. Clytaemestra prays to Zeus to fulfil her wishes.

Lines 914–974 · 617 words · click a number to copy its link
Ἀγαμέμνων 914Λήδας γένεθλον, δωμάτων ἐμῶν φύλαξ, 915ἀπουσίᾳ μὲν εἶπας εἰκότως ἐμῇ· μακρὰν γὰρ ἐξέτεινας· ἀλλʼ ἐναισίμως αἰνεῖν, παρʼ ἄλλων χρὴ τόδʼ ἔρχεσθαι γέρας· καὶ τἄλλα μὴ γυναικὸς ἐν τρόποις ἐμὲ ἅβρυνε, μηδὲ βαρβάρου φωτὸς δίκην 920χαμαιπετὲς βόαμα προσχάνῃς ἐμοί, μηδʼ εἵμασι στρώσασʼ ἐπίφθονον πόρον τίθει· θεούς τοι τοῖσδε τιμαλφεῖν χρεών· ἐν ποικίλοις δὲ θνητὸν ὄντα κάλλεσιν βαίνειν ἐμοὶ μὲν οὐδαμῶς ἄνευ φόβου. 925λέγω κατʼ ἄνδρα, μὴ θεόν, σέβειν ἐμέ. χωρὶς ποδοψήστρων τε καὶ τῶν ποικίλων κληδὼν ἀυτεῖ· καὶ τὸ μὴ κακῶς φρονεῖν θεοῦ μέγιστον δῶρον. ὀλβίσαι δὲ χρὴ βίον τελευτήσαντʼ ἐν εὐεστοῖ φίλῃ. 930εἰ πάντα δʼ ὣς πράσσοιμʼ ἄν, εὐθαρσὴς ἐγώ. Κλυταιμήστρα καὶ μὴν τόδʼ εἰπὲ μὴ παρὰ γνώμην ἐμοί. Ἀγαμέμνων γνώμην μὲν ἴσθι μὴ διαφθεροῦντʼ ἐμέ. Κλυταιμήστρα ηὔξω θεοῖς δείσας ἂν ὧδʼ ἔρδειν τάδε. Ἀγαμέμνων εἴπερ τις, εἰδώς γʼ εὖ τόδʼ ἐξεῖπον τέλος. Κλυταιμήστρα 935τί δʼ ἂν δοκεῖ σοι Πρίαμος, εἰ τάδʼ ἤνυσεν; Ἀγαμέμνων ἐν ποικίλοις ἂν κάρτα μοι βῆναι δοκεῖ. Κλυταιμήστρα μή νυν τὸν ἀνθρώπειον αἰδεσθῇς ψόγον. Ἀγαμέμνων φήμη γε μέντοι δημόθρους μέγα σθένει. Κλυταιμήστρα ὁ δʼ ἀφθόνητός γʼ οὐκ ἐπίζηλος πέλει. Ἀγαμέμνων 940οὔτοι γυναικός ἐστιν ἱμείρειν μάχης. Κλυταιμήστρα τοῖς δʼ ὀλβίοις γε καὶ τὸ νικᾶσθαι πρέπει. Ἀγαμέμνων ἦ καὶ σὺ νίκην τήνδε δήριος τίεις; Κλυταιμήστρα πιθοῦ· κράτος μέντοι πάρες γʼ ἑκὼν ἐμοί.

Agamemnon Offspring of Leda, guardian of my house, your speech fits well with my absence; for you have drawn it out to ample length. But becoming praise—this prize should rightly proceed from other lips. For the rest, pamper me not as if I were a woman, nor, like some barbarian, grovel before me with widemouthed acclaim; and do not draw down envy upon my path by strewing it with tapestries. It is the gods we must honor thus; but it is not possible for a mortal to tread upon embroidered fineries without fear. I tell you to revere me not as a god, but as a man. Footmats and embroideries sound diverse in the voice of Rumor; to think no folly is the best gift of the gods. Only when man’s life comes to its end in prosperity dare we pronounce him happy; and if I may act in all things as I do now, I have good confidence.

Clytaemestra Come now, tell me this, in accordance with your mind.

Agamemnon Purpose! Be assured that I shall not corrupt my mind.

Clytaemestra You would in fear have vowed to the gods to act thus.

Agamemnon If someone with full knowledge had pronounced this word.

Clytaemestra What do you suppose that Priam would have done, if he had achieved your triumph?

Agamemnon He would have set foot upon the embroideries, I certainly believe.

Clytaemestra Then do not be be ashamed of mortal reproach.

Agamemnon And yet a people’s voice is a mighty power.

Clytaemestra True, yet he who is unenvied is unenviable.

Agamemnon Surely it is not woman’s part to long for fighting.

Clytaemestra True, but it is right for the happy victor to yield the victory.

Agamemnon What? is this the kind of victory in strife that you prize?

Clytaemestra Oh yield! Yet of your own free will entrust the victory to me.

Ἀγαμέμνων 944ἀλλʼ εἰ δοκεῖ σοι ταῦθʼ, ὑπαί τις ἀρβύλας 945λύοι τάχος, πρόδουλον ἔμβασιν ποδός. καὶ τοῖσδέ μʼ ἐμβαίνονθʼ ἁλουργέσιν θεῶν μή τις πρόσωθεν ὄμματος βάλοι φθόνος. πολλὴ γὰρ αἰδὼς δωματοφθορεῖν ποσὶν φθείροντα πλοῦτον ἀργυρωνήτους θʼ ὑφάς. 950τούτων μὲν οὕτω· τὴν ξένην δὲ πρευμενῶς τήνδʼ ἐσκόμιζε· τὸν κρατοῦντα μαλθακῶς θεὸς πρόσωθεν εὐμενῶς προσδέρκεται. ἑκὼν γὰρ οὐδεὶς δουλίῳ χρῆται ζυγῷ. αὕτη δὲ πολλῶν χρημάτων ἐξαίρετον 955ἄνθος, στρατοῦ δώρημʼ, ἐμοὶ ξυνέσπετο. ἐπεὶ δʼ ἀκούειν σοῦ κατέστραμμαι τάδε, εἶμʼ ἐς δόμων μέλαθρα πορφύρας πατῶν. Κλυταιμήστρα ἔστιν θάλασσα, τίς δέ νιν κατασβέσει; τρέφουσα πολλῆς πορφύρας ἰσάργυρον 960κηκῖδα παγκαίνιστον, εἱμάτων βαφάς. οἶκος δʼ ὑπάρχει τῶνδε σὺν θεοῖς ἅλις ἔχειν· πένεσθαι δʼ οὐκ ἐπίσταται δόμος. πολλῶν πατησμὸν δʼ εἱμάτων ἂν ηὐξάμην, δόμοισι προυνεχθέντος ἐν χρηστηρίοις, 965ψυχῆς κόμιστρα τῆσδε μηχανωμένῃ. ῥίζης γὰρ οὔσης φυλλὰς ἵκετʼ ἐς δόμους, σκιὰν ὑπερτείνασα σειρίου κυνός. καὶ σοῦ μολόντος δωματῖτιν ἑστίαν, θάλπος μὲν ἐν χειμῶνι σημαίνεις μολόν· 970ὅταν δὲ τεύχῃ Ζεὺς ἀπʼ ὄμφακος πικρᾶς οἶνον, τότʼ ἤδη ψῦχος ἐν δόμοις πέλει, ἀνδρὸς τελείου δῶμʼ ἐπιστρωφωμένου. Ζεῦ, Ζεῦ τέλειε, τὰς ἐμὰς εὐχὰς τέλει· μέλοι δέ τοι σοὶ τῶν περ ἂν μέλλῃς τελεῖν.

Agamemnon Well, if you will have your way, quick, let some one loose my sandals, which, slavelike, serve the treading of my foot! As I walk upon these purple vestments may I not be struck from afar by any glance of the gods’ jealous eye. A terrible shame it is for one’s foot to mar the resources of the house by wasting wealth and costly woven work. So much for this. This foreign girl receive into the house with kindness. A god from afar looks graciously upon a gentle master; for no one freely takes the yoke of slavery. But she, the choicest flower of rich treasure, has followed in my train, my army’s gift. Since I have been forced to obey you and must listen to you in this, I will tread upon a purple pathway as I pass to my palace halls.

Clytaemestra There is the sea (and who shall drain it dry?) producing stain of abundant purple, costly as silver and ever fresh, with which to dye our clothes; and of these our house, through the gods, has ample store; it knows no poverty. Vestments enough I would have devoted to be trampled underfoot had it been so ordered in the seat of oracles when I was devising a ransom for your life. For if the root still lives, leaves come again to the house and spread their over-reaching shade against the scorching dog star; so, now that you have come to hearth and home, you show that warmth has come in wintertime; and again, when Zeus makes wine from the bitter grape, then immediately there is coolness in the house when its rightful lord occupies his halls. O Zeus, Zeus, you who bring things to fulfilment, fulfill my prayers! May you see to that which you mean to fulfill!

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English translation by Herbert Weir Smyth (modernised by Perseus) (1926). Original text: Greek text: Herbert Weir Smyth (ed. and trans.), Aeschylus, Loeb Classical Library, London: William Heinemann, 1926, as digitised by Perseus. English: Herbert Weir Smyth, Aeschylus, Loeb Classical Library, London: William Heinemann, 1926 (Perseus's modernised version of Smyth's prose translation).

Greek text and translation from the Perseus Digital Library, Tufts University, CC BY-SA 4.0 (Perseus Digital Library); translation public domain. Introductions, summaries and notes © GreekMythology.com.

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