Euripides · Orestes Ὀρέστης

Euripides, Orestes 682–728: Third episode: Menelaus will only try persuasion

Menelaus says that he wants to save Orestes but has no army, and that an angry people may calm down if they are handled gently. He goes to try to persuade Tyndareus and the city. Orestes reproaches him as the worst of men in his friends' defence, and sees Pylades coming.

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Μενέλαος 682Ὀρέστʼ, ἐγώ τοι σὸν καταιδοῦμαι κάρα καὶ ξυμπονῆσαι σοῖς κακοῖσι βούλομαι· καὶ χρὴ γὰρ οὕτω τῶν ὁμαιμόνων κακὰ 685ξυνεκκομίζειν, δύναμιν ἢν διδῷ θεός, θνῄσκοντα καὶ κτείνοντα τοὺς ἐναντίους· τὸ δʼ αὖ δύνασθαι πρὸς θεῶν χρῄζω τυχεῖν. ἥκω γὰρ ἀνδρῶν συμμάχων κενὸν δόρυ ἔχων, πόνοισι μυρίοις ἀλώμενος, 690σμικρᾷ σὺν ἀλκῇ τῶν λελειμμένων φίλων. μάχῃ μὲν οὖν ἂν οὐχ ὑπερβαλοίμεθα Πελασγὸν Ἄργος· εἰ δὲ μαλθακοῖς λόγοις δυναίμεθʼ, ἐνταῦθʼ ἐλπίδος προσήκομεν. σμικροῖσι μὲν γὰρ μεγάλα πῶς ἕλοι τις ἄν; ὅταν γὰρ ἡβᾷ δῆμος εἰς ὀργὴν πεσών, ὅμοιον ὥστε πῦρ κατασβέσαι λάβρον· εἰ δʼ ἡσύχως τις αὑτὸν ἐντείνοντι μὲν χαλῶν ὑπείκοι καιρὸν εὐλαβούμενος, 700ἴσως ἂν ἐκπνεύσειεν· ἢν δʼ ἀνῇ πνοάς, τύχοις ἂν αὐτοῦ ῥᾳδίως ὅσον θέλεις. ἔνεστι δʼ οἶκτος, ἔνι δὲ καὶ θυμὸς μέγας, καραδοκοῦντι κτῆμα τιμιώτατον. ἐλθὼν δὲ Τυνδάρεών τέ σοι πειράσομαι 705πόλιν τε πεῖσαι τῷ λίαν χρῆσθαι καλῶς. καὶ ναῦς γὰρ ἐνταθεῖσα πρὸς βίαν ποδὶ ἔβαψεν, ἔστη δʼ αὖθις, ἢν χαλᾷ πόδα. μισεῖ γὰρ ὁ θεὸς τὰς ἄγαν προθυμίας, μισοῦσι δʼ ἀστοί· δεῖ δέ μʼ — οὐκ ἄλλως λέγω — 710σῴζειν σε σοφίᾳ, μὴ βίᾳ τῶν κρεισσόνων. ἀλκῇ δέ σʼ οὐκ ἄν, ᾗ σὺ δοξάζεις ἴσως, σῴσαιμʼ ἄν· οὐ γὰρ ῥᾴδιον λόγχῃ μιᾷ στῆσαι τροπαῖα τῶν κακῶν ἅ σοι πάρα. οὐ γάρ ποτʼ Ἄργους γαῖαν ἐς τὸ μαλθακὸν 715προσηγόμεσθα· νῦν δʼ ἀναγκαίως ἔχει. Ὀρέστης ὦ πλὴν γυναικὸς οὕνεκα στρατηλατεῖν τἄλλʼ οὐδέν, ὦ κάκιστε τιμωρεῖν φίλοις, 720φεύγεις ἀποστραφείς με, τὰ δʼ Ἀγαμέμνονος φροῦδʼ; ἄφιλος ἦσθʼ ἄρʼ, ὦ πάτερ, πράσσων κακῶς. οἴμοι, προδέδομαι, κοὐκέτʼ εἰσὶν ἐλπίδες, ὅποι τραπόμενος θάνατον Ἀργείων φύγω· οὗτος γὰρ ἦν μοι καταφυγὴ σωτηρίας. 725ἀλλʼ εἰσορῶ γὰρ τόνδε φίλτατον βροτῶν Πυλάδην δρόμῳ στείχοντα Φωκέων ἄπο, ἡδεῖαν ὄψιν· πιστὸς ἐν κακοῖς ἀνὴρ κρείσσων γαλήνης ναυτίλοισιν εἰσορᾶν.

Menelaus Orestes, you are a man for whom I have a deep regard, and I want to take part in your troubles; it is a duty, too, to help relatives bear their ills, by dying or killing enemies, if god gives the power to do so. I wish I had that power granted me by the gods. For I have come quite destitute of allies, after my long weary wanderings, with the small strength of my surviving friends. We should never get the better of Pelasgian Argos by fighting; if we should prevail by soothing speeches, we will come to some hope there. For how can you win a great cause by small For when the people fall into a vigorous fury, they are as hard to quench as a raging fire; but if you gently slacken your hold and yield a little to their tension, cautiously watching your opportunity, they may possibly calm down; if their gusts abate, you may obtain whatever you want from them easily. They have pity, and a hot temper too, an invaluable quality if you watch it closely. So for you I will go and try to persuade Tyndareus and the city to moderation. A ship also dips if its sheet is hauled too taut, but rights itself again if it is let go. The god hates excessive eagerness, and the citizens do also; I must save you, I don’t deny it, by cleverness, not by violence against those who are stronger. I could not do it by strength, as you perhaps imagine; for it is not easy to triumph single-handed over the troubles that beset you. I would never have tried to bring the Argive land over to softness; but it is necessary.

Orestes O you that have no use, except to lead an army in a woman’s cause! O worst of men in your friends’ defense, do you turn your back on me and flee, the deeds of Agamemnon lost and gone? After all, father, you had no friends in adversity. Alas! I am betrayed; no longer do I have any hope of finding a refuge where I may escape the death-sentence of Argos; for this man was my haven of safety. But I see Pylades, the best of friends, coming at a run from Phocis—a pleasant sight! A man who can be trusted in troubles is a better sight than a calm to sailors.

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English translation by Edward P. Coleridge (1891). Original text: Greek text: Gilbert Murray (ed.), Euripidis Fabulae, Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1913, as digitised by Perseus. English: Edward P. Coleridge, The Plays of Euripides, London: George Bell and Sons, first published 1891 (Bohn's Classical Library; the Perseus header records a later printing).

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.