Tell the tale first and set the matter clear.
LEADER
Though we be many, brief shall be our tale.
(To ORESTES)
Answer thou,
setting word to match with word;
And first avow-hast thou thy mother slain?
ORESTES
I slew her. I deny no word hereof.
LEADER
Three falls decide the wrestle-this is one.
ORESTES
Thou vauntest thee-but o'er no final fall.
LEADER
Yet must thou tell the manner of thy deed.
ORESTES
Drawn sword in hand, I gashed her neck. 'Tis told.
LEADER
But by whose word, whose craft, wert thou impelled?
ORESTES
By
oracles of him who here attests me.
LEADER
The prophet-god bade thee thy mother slay?
ORESTES
Yea, and thro' him less ill I fared, till now.
LEADER
If the vote grip thee, thou shalt change that word.
ORESTES
Strong is my hope; my buried sire shall aid.
LEADER
Go to now, trust the dead, a matricide!
ORESTES
Yea, for in her combined two stains of sin.
LEADER
How? speak this clearly to the judges' mind.
ORESTES
Slaying her husband, she did slay my sire.
LEADER
Therefore thou livest; death assoils her deed.
ORESTES
Then while she lived why didst thou hunt her not?
LEADER
She was not kin by blood to him she slew.
ORESTES
And I, am I by blood my mother's kin?
LEADER
O cursed with murder's guilt, how else wert thou
The burden of her womb? Dost thou forswear
Thy mother's kinship, closest bond of love?
ORESTES
It is thine hour, Apollo-speak the law,
Averring if this deed were
justly done;
For done it is, and clear and undenied.
But if to thee this murder's cause seem right
Or wrongful, speak-that I to these may tell.
APOLLO
To you, Athena's
mighty council-court,
Justly for justice will I plead, even I,
The prophet-god, nor cheat you by one word.
For never spake I from my prophet-seat
One word, of man, of woman, or of state,
Save what the Father of Olympian gods
Commanded unto me. I rede you then,
Bethink you of my plea, how strong it stands,
And follow the
decree of Zeus our sire,-
For oaths
prevail not over Zeus' command.
LEADER
Go to; thou sayest that from Zeus befell
The
oracle that this Orestes bade
With
vengeance quit the slaying of his sire,
And hold as
nought his mother's right of kin!
APOLLO
Yea, for it stands not with a common death,
That he should die, a
chieftain and a king
Decked with the sceptre which high heaven confers-
Die, and by
female hands, not
smitten down
By a far-shooting bow, held stalwartly
By some strong Amazon. Another doom
Was his: O Pallas, hear, and ye who sit
In judgment, to
discern this thing aright!-
She with a specious voice of
welcome true
Hailed him, returning from the
mighty mart
Where war for life gives fame,
triumphant home;
Then o'er the laver, as he bathed himself,
She spread from head to foot a covering net,
And in the endless mesh of
cunning robes
Enwound and trapped her lord, and smote him down.
Lo, ye have heard what doom this
chieftain met,
The
majesty of Greece, the fleet's high lord:
Such as I tell it, let it gall your ears,
Who stand as judges to decide this cause.
LEADER
Zeus, as thou sayest, holds a father's death
As first of crimes,-yet he of his own act
Cast into chains his father, Cronus old:
How suits that deed with that which now ye tell?
O ye who judge, I bid ye mark my words!
APOLLO
O monsters loathed of all, O scorn of gods,
He that hath bound may loose: a cure there is.
Yea, many a plan that can unbind the chain.
But when the thirsty dust sucks up man's blood
Once shed in death, he shall arise no more.
No chant nor charm for this my Sire hath wrought.
All else there is, he moulds and shifts at will,
Not scant of strength nor
breath, whate'er he do.
LEADER
Think yet, for what acquittal thou dost plead:
He who hath shed a mother's
kindred blood,
Shall he in Argos dwell, where dwelt his sire?
How shall he stand before the city's
shrines,
How share the clansmen's holy lustral bowl?
APOLLO
This too I answer; mark a soothfast word
Not the true parent is the woman's womb
That bears the child; she doth but nurse the seed
New-sown: the male is parent; she for him,
As stranger for a stranger, hoards the germ
Of life, unless the god its promise blight.
And proof hereof before you will I set.
Birth may from fathers, without mothers, be:
See at your side a
witness of the same,
Athena, daughter of Olympian Zeus,
Never within the darkness of the womb
Fostered nor fashioned, but a bud more bright
Than any
goddess in her breast might bear.
And I, O Pallas, howsoe'er I may,
Henceforth will
glorify thy town, thy clan,
And for this end have sent my suppliant here
Unto thy
shrine; that he from this time forth
Be loyal unto thee for evermore,
O
goddess-queen, and thou unto thy side
Mayst win and hold him
faithful, and his line,
And that for aye this
pledge and troth remain
To children's children of AtheniaD seed.
ATHENA
Enough is said; I bid the judges now
With pure
intent deliver just award.
LEADER
We too have shot our every shaft of speech,
And now abide to hear the doom of law.
ATHENA (to APOLLO and ORESTES)
Say, how
ordaining shall I 'scape your blame?
APOLLO
I spake, ye heard; enough. O stranger men,
Heed well your oath as ye decide the cause.
ATHENA
O men of Athens, ye who first do judge
The law of
bloodshed, hear me now
ordain.
Here to all time for Aegeus' Attic host
Shall stand this council-court of judges sworn,
Here the
tribunal, set on Ares' Hill
Where camped of old the tented Amazons,
What time in hate of Theseus they assailed
Athens, and set against her citadel
A counterwork of new sky-pointing towers,
And there to Ares held their sacrifice,
Where now the rock hath name, even Ares' Hill.
And hence shall Reverence and her kinsman Fear
Pass to each free man's heart, by day and night
Enjoining, Thou shalt do no
unjust thing,
So long as law stands as it stood of old
Unmarred by civic change. Look you, the spring
Is pure; but foul it once with influx vile
And muddy clay, and none can drink thereof.
Therefore, O citizens, I bid ye bow
In awe to this command, Let no man live,
Uncurbed by law nor curbed by tyranny;
Nor
banish ye the
monarchy of Awe
Beyond the walls;
untouched by fear divine,
No man doth justice in the world of men.
Therefore in
purity and holy dread
Stand and
revere; so shall ye have and hold
A saving
bulwark of the state and land,
Such as no man hath ever
elsewhere known,
Nor in far Scythia, nor in Pelops' realm.
Thus I
ordain it now, a council-court
Pure and unsullied by the lust of gain,
Sacred and swift to
vengeance, wakeful ever
To
champion men who sleep, the country's guard.
Thus have I
spoken, thus to mine own clan
Commended it for ever. Ye who judge,
Arise, take each his vote, mete out the right,
Your oath revering. Lo, my word is said.
(The twelve judges come forward, one by one, to the urns of
decision; the first votes; as each of the others follows, the
LEADER and APOLLO speak alternately.)
LEADER
I rede ye well, beware! nor put to shame,
In aught, this
grievous company of hell.
APOLLO
I too would warn you, fear mine
oracles-
From Zeus they are,-nor make them void of fruit.
LEADER
Presumptuous is thy claim, blood-guilt to judge,
And false
henceforth thine
oracles shall be.
APOLLO
Failed then the counsels of my sire, when turned
Ixion, first of slayers, to his side?
LEADER
These are but words; but I, if justice fail me,
Will haunt this land in grim and
deadly deed.