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the clouds-第3章

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  DISCIPLE

    Lacedaemon? Why; here it is; look。

  STREPSIADES

    How near it is to us! Think it well over; it must be removed to

a greater distance。

  DISCIPLE

    But; by Zeus; that is not possible。

  STREPSIADES

    Then; woe to you! and who is this man suspended up in a basket?

  DISCIPLE

    That's himself。

  STREPSIADES

    Who's himself?

  DISCIPLE

    Socrates。

  STREPSIADES

    Socrates! Oh! I pray you; call him right loudly for me。

  DISCIPLE

    Call him yourself; I have no time to waste。 (He departs。 The

machine swings in SOCRATES in a basket。)

  STREPSIADES

    Socrates! my little Socrates!

  SOCRATES (loftily)

    Mortal; what do you want with me?

  STREPSIADES

    First; what are you doing up there? Tell me; I beseech you。

  SOCRATES (POMPOUSLY)

    I am traversing the air and contemplating the sun。

  STREPSIADES

    Thus it's not on the solid ground; but from the height of this

basket; that you slight the gods; if indeed。。。。

  SOCRATES

    I have to suspend my brain and mingle the subtle essence of my

mind with this air; which is of the like nature; in order clearly to

penetrate the things of heaven。 I should have discovered nothing;

had I remained on the ground to consider from below the things that

are above; for the earth by its force attracts the sap of the mind

to itself。 It's just the same with the watercress。

  STREPSIADES

    What? Does the mind attract the sap of the watercress? Ah! my dear

little Socrates; come down to me! I have come to ask you for lessons。

  SOCRATES (descending)

    And for what lessons?

  STREPSIADES

    I want to learn how to speak。 I have borrowed money; and my

merciles creditors do not leave me a moment's peace; all my goods

are at stake。

  SOCRATES

    And how was it you did not see that you were getting so much

into debt?

  STREPSIADES

    My ruin has been the madness for horses; a most rapacious evil;

but teach me one of your two methods of reasoning; the one whose

object is not to repay anything; and; may the gods bear witness;

that I am ready to pay any fee you may name。

  SOCRATES

    By which gods will you swear? To begin with; the gods are not a

coin current with us。

  STREPSIADES

    But what do you swear by then? By the iron money of Byzantium?

  SOCRATES

    Do you really wish to know the truth of celestial matters?

  STREPSIADES

    Why; yes; if it's possible。

  SOCRATES

    。。。。and to converse with the clouds; who are our genii?

  STREPSIADES

    Without a doubt。

  SOCRATES

    Then be seated on this sacred couch。

  STREPSIADES (sitting down)

    I am seated。

  SOCRATES

    Now take this chaplet。

  STREPSIADES

    Why a chaplet? Alas! Socrates; would you sacrifice me; like

Athamas?

  SOCRATES

    No; these are the rites of initiation。

  STREPSIADES

    And what is it I am to gain?

  SOCRATES

    You will become a thorough rattle…pate; a hardened old stager; the

fine flour of the talkers。。。。But come; keep quiet。

  STREPSIADES

    By Zeus! That's no lie! Soon I shall be nothing but wheat…flour;

if you powder me in that fashion。

  SOCRATES

  Silence; old man; give heed to the prayers。 (In an hierophantic

tone) Oh! most mighty king; the boundless air; that keepest the

earth suspended in space; thou bright Aether and ye venerable

goddesses; the Clouds; who carry in your loins the thunder and the

lightning; arise; ye sovereign powers and manifest yourselves in the

celestial spheres to the eyes of your sage。

  STREPSIADES

    Not yet! Wait a bit; till I fold my mantle double; so as not to

get wet。 And to think that I did not even bring my travelling cap!

What a misfortune!

  SOCRATES (ignoring this)

    Come; oh! Clouds; whom I adore; come and show yourselves to this

man; whether you be resting on the sacred summits of Olympus;

crowned with hoar…frost; or tarrying in the gardens of Ocean; your

father; forming sacred choruses with the Nymphs; whether you be

gathering the waves of the Nile in golden vases or dwelling in the

Maeotic marsh or on the snowy rocks of Mimas; hearken to my prayer and

accept my offering。 May these sacrifices be pleasing to you。

          (Amidst rumblings of thunder the CHORUS OF CLOUDS appears。)

  CHORUS (singing)

    Eternal Clouds; let us appear; let us arise from the roaring

depths of Ocean; our father; let us fly towards the lofty mountains;

spread our damp wings over their forest…laden summits; whence we

will dominate the distant valleys; the harvest fed by the sacred

earth; the murmur of the divine streams and the resounding waves of

the sea; which the unwearying orb lights up with its glittering beams。

But let us shake off the rainy fogs; which hide our immortal beauty

and sweep the earth from afar with our gaze。

  SOCRATES

    Oh; venerated goddesses; yes; you are answering my call! (To

STREPSIADES。) Did you hear their voices mingling with the awful

growling of the thunder?

  STREPSIADES

    Oh! adorable Clouds; I revere you and I too am going to let off my

thunder; so greatly has your own affrighted me。 (He farts。) Faith!

whether permitted or not; I must; I must crap!

  SOCRATES

    No scoffing; do not copy those damned comic poets。 Come;

silence! a numerous host of goddesses approaches with songs。

  CHORUS (singing)

    Virgins; who pour forth the rains; let us move toward Attica;

the rich country of Pallas; the home of the brave; let us visit the

dear land of Cecrops; where the secret rites are celebrated; where the

mysterious sanctuary flies open to the initiate。。。。 What victims are

offered there to the deities of heaven! What glorious temples! What

statues! What holy prayers to the rulers of Olympus! At every season

nothing but sacred festivals; garlanded victims; is to be seen。 Then

Spring brings round again the joyous feasts of Dionysus; the

harmonious contests of the choruses and the serious melodies of the

flute。

  STREPSIADES

    By Zeus! Tell me; Socrates; I pray you; who are these women; whose

language is so solemn; can they be demi…goddesses?

  SOCRATES

    Not at all。 They are the Clouds of heaven; great goddesses for the

lazy; to them we owe all; thoughts; speeches; trickery; roguery;

boasting; lies; sagacity。

  STREPSIADES

    Ah! that was why; as I listened to them; my mind spread out its

wings; it burns to babble about trifles; to maintain worthless

arguments; to voice its petty reasons; to contradict; to tease some

opponent。 But are they not going to show themselves? I should like

to see them; were it possible。

  SOCRATES

    Well; look this way in the direction of Parnes; I already see

those who are slowly descending。

  STREPSIADES

    But where; where? Show them to me。

  SOCRATES

    They are advancing in a throng; following an oblique path across

the dales and thickets。

  STREPSIADES

    Strange! I can see nothing。

  SOCRATES

    There; clos
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