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  Nowgothyway;and,first,remembertherulethatmessengersshouldnotbemeddlers;next,sobeartheethatmythanksmaybejoinedtohisdoublingthegracewhichthoushaltwin。

  LICHAS

  Nay,ifIplythisherald—craftofHermeswithanysureness,I

  willnevertripindoingthineerrand:Iwillnotfailtodeliverthiscasketasitis,andtoaddthywordsinattestationofthygift。

  DEIANEIRA

  Thoumayestbegoingnow;forthouknowestwellhowthingsarewithusinthehouse。

  LICHAS

  Iknow,andwillreport,thatallhathprospered。

  DEIANEIRA

  Andthenthouhastseenthegreetinggiventothestrangermaiden—thouknowesthowIwelcomedher?

  LICHAS

  Sothatmyheartwasfilledwithwonderingjoy。

  DEIANEIRA

  Whatmore,then,istherefortheetotell?Iamafraidthatitwouldbetoosoontospeakofthelongingonmypart,beforeweknowifIamlongedforthere。

  (LICHASdepartswiththecasketandDEIANEIRAretiresintothehouse。)

  CHORUS(Singing)

  strophe1

  Oyewhodwellbythewarmspringsbetweenhavenandcrag,andbyOeta’sheights;Odwellersbytheland—lockedwatersoftheMaliansea,ontheshoresacredtothevirgin—goddessofthegoldenshafts,wheretheGreeksmeetinfamouscouncilattheGates;

  antistrophe1

  Soonshallthegloriousvoiceoftheflutegoupforyouagain,resoundingwithnoharshstrainofgrief,butwithsuchmusicasthelyremakethtothegods!ForthesonwhomAlcmenaboretoZeusishasteninghomeward,withthetrophiesofallprowess。

  strophe2

  Hewaslostutterlytoourland,awandereroversea,whilewewaitedthroughtwelvelongmonths,andknewnothing;andhislovingwife,saddwellerwithsadthoughts,waseverpiningamidhertears。

  ButnowtheWar—god,rousedtofury,hathdeliveredherfromthedaysofhermourning。

  antistrophe2

  Mayhecome,mayhecome!Pausenotthemany—oaredshipthatcarrieshim,tillheshallhavereachedthistown,leavingtheislandaltarwhere,asrumoursaith,heissacrificing!Thencemayhecome,fullofdesire,steepedinlovebythespeciousdeviceoftherobe,onwhichPersuasionhathspreadhersovereigncharm!

  (DEIANEIRAcomesoutofthehouseinagitation。)

  DEIANEIRA

  Friends,howIfearthatImayhavegonetoofarinallthatI

  havebeendoingjustnow!

  LEADER

  Whathathhappened,Deianeira,daughterofOeneus?

  DEIANEIRA

  Iknownot;butfeelamisgivingthatIshallpresentlybefoundtohavewroughtagreatmischief,theissueofafairhope。

  LEADER

  Itisnothing,surely,thatconcernsthygifttoHeracles?

  DEIANEIRA

  Yea,evenso。AndhenceforthIwouldsaytoall,actnotwithzeal,ifyeactwithoutlight。

  LEADER

  Tellusthecauseofthyfear,ifitmaybetold。

  DEIANEIRA

  Athinghathcometopass,myfriends,suchthat,ifIdeclareit,yewillhearamarvelwhereofnonecouldhavedreamed。

  ThatwithwhichIwaslatelyanointingthefestalrobe,—awhitetuftoffleecysheep’swool,—hathdisappeared,—notconsumedbyanythinginthehouse,butself—devouredandself—destroyed,asitcrumbleddownfromthesurfaceofastone。ButImusttellthestoryMoreatlength,thatthoumayestknowexactlyhowthisthingbefell。

  IneglectednopartofthepreceptswhichthesavageCentaurgaveme,whenthebitterbarbwasranklinginhisside:theywereinmymemory,likethegravenwordswhichnohandmaywashfromatabletofbronze。Nowthesewerehisorders,andIobeyedthem:—tokeepthisunguentinsecretplace,alwaysremotefromfireandfromthesun’swarmray,untilIshouldapplyit,newlyspread,whereI

  wished。SohadIdone。Andnow,whenthemomentforactionhadcome,I

  performedtheanointingprivilyinthehouse,withatuftofsoftwoolwhichIhadpluckedfromasheepofourhome—flock;thenIfoldedupmygift,andlaidit,unvisitedbysunlight,withinitscasket,asyesaw。

  ButasIwasgoingbackintothehouse,Ibeheldathingtoowondrousforwords,andpassingthewitofmantounderstand。I

  happenedtohavethrowntheshredofwool,withwhichIbadbeenpreparingtherobe,intothefullblazeofthesunshine。Asitgrewwarm,itshrivelledallaway,andquicklycrumbledtopowderontheground,likenothingsomuchasthedustshedfromasaw’steethwheremenworktimber。Insuchastateitliesasitfell。Andfromtheearth,whereitwasstrewn,clotsoffoamseethedup,aswhentherichjuiceofthebluefruitfromthevineofBacchusispouredupontheground。

  SoIknownot,haplessone,whithertoturnmythoughts;IonlyseethatIhavedoneafearfuldeed。Whyorwhereforeshouldthemonster,inhisdeath—throes,haveshowngoodwilltome,onwhoseaccounthewasdying?Impossible!No,hewascajolingme,inordertoslaythemanwhohadsmittenhim:andIgaintheknowledgeofthistoolate,whenitavailsnomore。Yes,Ialone—unlessmyforebodingprovefalse—I,wretchedone,mustdestroyhim!ForI

  knowthatthearrowwhichmadethewounddidscatheeventothegodCheiron;anditkillsallbeaststhatittouches。Andsince’tisthissameblackvenominthebloodthathathpassedoutthroughthewoundofNessus,mustitnotkillmylordalso?Iweenitmust。

  Howbeit,Iamresolvedthat,ifheistofall,atthesametimeIalsoshallbesweptfromlife;fornowomancouldbeartolivewithanevilname,ifsherejoicesthathernatureisnotevil。

  LEADER

  Mischiefmustneedsbefeared;butitisnotwelltodoomourhopebeforetheevent。

  DEIANEIRA

  Unwisecounselsleavenoroomevenforahopewhichcanlendcourage。

  LEADER

  Yettowardsthosewhohaveerredunwittingly,men’sangerissoftened;andsoitshouldbetowardsthee。

  DEIANEIRA

  Nay,suchwordsarenotforonewhohasborneapartintheilldeed,butonlyforhimwhohasnotroubleathisowndoor。

  LEADER

  ’Twerewelltorefrainfromfurtherspeech,unlessthouwould’sttellaughttothineownson;forheisathand,whowenterewhiletoseekhissire。

  (EnterHYLLUS)

  HYLLUS

  Omother,wouldthatoneofthreethingshadbefallenthee!

  Wouldthatthouwertdead,—or,ifliving,nomotherofmine,—orthatsomenewandbetterspirithadpassedintothybosom。

  DEIANEIRA

  Ah,myson,whatcausehaveIgiventheetoabhorme?

  HYLLUS

  Itelltheethatthyhusband—yea,mysire—bathbeendonetodeathbytheethisdayDEIANEIRA

  Oh,whatwordhathpassedthylips,mychild!

  HYLLUS

  Awordthatshallnotfailoffulfilment;forwhomayundothatwhichbathcometopass?

  DEIANEIRA

  Whatsaidstthou,myson?Whoisthywarrantyforchargingmewithadeedsoterrible?

  HYLLUS

  Ihaveseenmyfather’sgrievousfatewithmineowneyes;I

  speaknotfromhearsay。

  DEIANEIRA

  Andwheredidstthoufindhim,—wheredidstthoustandathisside?

  HYLLUS

  Ifthouarttohearit,thenmustallbetold。

  AftersackingthefamoustownofEurytus,hewenthiswaywiththetrophiesandfirst—fruitsofvictory。Thereisasea—washedheadlandofEuboea,CapeCenaeum,wherehededicatedaltarsandasacredgrovetotheZeusofhisfathers;andthereIfirstbeheldhim,withthejoyofyearninglove。

  Hewasabouttocelebrateagreatsacrifice,whenhisownherald,Lichas,cametohimfromhome,bearingthygift,thedeadlyrobe;whichheputon,accordingtothyprecept;andthenbeganhisofferingwithtwelvebulls,freefromblemish,thefirstlingsofthespoil;butaltogetherhebroughtahundredvictims,greatorsmall,tothealtar。

  Atfirst,haplessone,heprayedwithserenesoul,rejoicinginhiscomelygarb。Butwhentheblood—fedflamebegantoblazefromtheholyofferingsandfromtheresinouspine,asweatbrokeforthuponhisflesh,andthetunicclungtohissides,ateveryjoint,close—glued,asifbyacraftsman’shand;therecameabitingpainthatrackedhisbones;andthenthevenom,asofsomedeadly,cruelviper,begantodevourhim。

  ThereuponheshoutedfortheunhappyLichas,—innowisetoblameforthycrime,—askingwhattreasonhadmovedhimtobringthatrobe;buthe,all—unknowing,haplessone,saidthathehadbroughtthegiftfromtheealone,asithadbeensent。Whenhismasterheardit,asapiercingspasmclutchedhislungs,hecaughthimbythefoot,wheretheankleturnsinthesocket,andhurledhimatasurf—beatenrockinthesea;andhemadethewhitebraintooozefromthehair,astheskullwasdashedtosplinters,andbloodscatteredtherewith。

  Butallthepeopleliftedupacryofawe—struckgrief,seeingthatonewasfrenzied,andtheotherslain;andnoonedaredtocomebeforetheman。Forthepaindraggedhimtoearth,ormadehimleapintotheair,withyellsandshrieks,tillthecliffsrangaround,steepheadlandsofLocris,andEuboeancapes。

  Butwhenhewasspentwithoftthrowinghimselfonthegroundinhisanguish,andoftmakingloudlament,—cursinghisfatalmarriagewiththee,thevileone,andhisalliancewithOeneus,—sayinghowhehadfoundinittheruinofhislife,—thenfromoutoftheshroudingaltar—smoke,helifteduphiswildly—rollingeyes,andsawmeinthegreatcrowd,weeping。Heturnedhisgazeonme,andcalledme:’Oson,drawnear;donotflyfrommytrouble,eventhoughthoumustsharemydeath。Come,bearmeforth,andsetme,ifthoucanst,inaplacewherenomanshallseeme;or,ifthypityforbidsthat,atleastconveymewithallspeedoutofthisland,andletmenotdiewhereIam。’

  Thatcommandsufficed;welaidhiminmid—ship,andbroughthim—buthardlybroughthim—tothisshore,moaninginhistorments。

  Andyeshallpresentlybeholdhim,alive,orlatelydead。

  Such,mother,arethedesignsanddeedsagainstmysirewhereofthouhastbeenfoundguilty。MayavengingjusticeandtheErinysvisittheeforthem!Yes,ifitberight,thatismyprayer:andrightitis,—forIhaveseentheetrampleontheright,byslayingthenoblestmaninalltheworld,whoselikethoushaltseenevermore!

  (DEIANEIRAmovestowardsthehouse。)

  LEADER(toDEIANEIRA)

  Whydostthoudepartinsilence?Knowestthounotthatsuchsilencepleadsforthineaccuser?

  (DEIANEIRAgoesinthehouse。)

  HYLLUS

  Letherdepart。Afairwindspeedherfarfrommysight!Whyshouldthenameofmotherbringherasemblanceofrespect,whensheisallunlikeamotherinherdeeds?No,lethergo,—farewelltoher;

  andmaysuchjoyasshegivesmysirebecomeherown!

  (ExitHYLLUS,intothehouse。)

  CHORUS(singing)

  strophe1

  See,maidens,howsuddenlythedivinewordoftheoldprophecyhathcomeuponus,whichsaidthat,whenthetwelfthyearshouldhaverunthroughitsfulltaleofmonths,itshouldendtheseriesoftoilsforthetrue—bornsonofZeus!Andthatpromiseiswaftedsurelytoitsfulfilment。Forhowshallhewhobeholdsnotthelighthavetoilsomeservitudeanymorebeyondthegrave?

  antistrophe1

  Ifacloudofdeathisaroundhim,andthedoomwroughtbytheCentaur’scraftisstinginghissides,wherecleavesthevenomwhichThanatosbegatandthegleamingserpentnourished,howcanhelookupontomorrow’ssun,—whenthatappallingHydra—shapeholdshiminitsgrip,andthosemurderousgoads,preparedbythewilywordsofblack—hairedNessus,havestartedintofury,vexinghimwithtumultuouspain?

  strophe2

  Ofsuchthingsthishaplessladyhadnoforeboding;butshesawgreatmischiefswiftlycomingonherhomefromthenewmarriage。Herownhandappliedtheremedy;butfortheissuesofastranger’scounsel,givenatafatalmeeting,—forthese,Iween,shemakesdespairinglament,sheddingthetenderdewofplenteoustears。Andthecomingfateforeshadowsagreatmisfortune,contrivedbyguile。

  antistrophe2

  Ourstreamingtearsbreakforth:alas,aplagueisuponhimmorepiteousthananysufferingthatfoemeneverbroughtuponthatglorioushero。

  Ah,thoudarksteelofthespearforemostinbattle,bywhosemightyonderbridewaslatelybornesoswiftlyfromOechalia’sheights!ButtheCypriangoddess,ministeringinsilence,hathbeenplainlyprovedthedoerofthesedeeds。

  LEADEROFONESEMI—CHORUS

  Isitfancy,ordoIhearsomecryofgriefjustpassingthroughthehouse?Whatisthis?

  LEADEROFOTHERSEMI—CHORUS

  Nouncertainsound,butawailofanguishfromwithin:thehousehathsomenewtrouble。

  LEADEROFWHOLECHORUS

  Andmarkhowsadly,withwhataclouduponherbrow,thatagedwomanapproaches,togiveustidings。

  (EnterNURSE,fromthehouse。)

  NURSE

  Ah,mydaughters,great,indeed,werethesorrowsthatweweretoreapfromthegiftsenttoHeracles!

  LEADER

  Agedwoman,whatnewmischancehastthoutotell?

  NURSE

  Deianeirahathdepartedonthelastofallherjourneys,departedwithoutstirringfoot。

  LEADER

  Thouspeakestnotofdeath?

  NURSE

  Mytaleistold。

  LEADER

  Dead,haplessone?

  NURSE

  Againthouhearestit。

  CHORUS

  Hapless,lostone!Say,whatwasthemannerofherdeath?

  NURSE

  Oh,acrueldeedwasthere!

  CHORUS

  Speak,woman,howhathshemetherdoom?

  NURSE

  Byherownhandhathshedied。

  CHORUS

  Whatfury,whatpangsoffrenzyhavecutheroffbytheedgeofadireweapon?Howcontrivedshethisdeath,followingdeath,—allwroughtbyheralone?

  NURSE

  Bythestrokeoftheswordthatmakessorrow。

  CHORUS

  Sawestthouthatviolentdeed,poorhelplessone?

  NURSE

  Isawit;yea,Iwasstandingnear。

  CHORUS

  Whencecameit?Howwasitdone?Oh,speakNURSE

  ’Twastheworkofherownmindandherownhand。

  CHORUS

  Whatdostthoutellus?

  NURSE

  Thesuretruth。

  CHORUS

  Thefirst—born,thefirst—bornofthatnewbrideisadreadErinysforthishouse!

  NURSE

  Tootrue;and,hadstthoubeenaneye—witnessoftheaction,verilythypitywouldhavebeenyetdeeper。

  LEADER

  Andcouldawoman’shanddaretodosuchdeeds?

  NURSE

  Yea,withdreaddaring;thoushalthear,andthenthouwiltbearmewitness。

  Whenshecamealoneintothehouse,andsawhersonpreparingadeeplitterinthecourt,thathemightgobackwithittomeethissire,thenshehidherselfwherenonemightsee;and,fallingbeforethealtars,shewailedaloudthattheywereleftdesolate;and,whenshetouchedany—householdthingthatshehadbeenwonttouse,poorlady,inthepast,hertearswouldflow;orwhen,roaminghitherandthitherthroughthehouse,shebeheldtheformofanywell—lovedservant,shewept,haplessone,atthatsight,cryingalouduponherownfate,andthatofthehouseholdwhichwouldthenceforthbeinthepowerofothers。

  Butwhensheceasedfromthis,suddenlyIbeheldherrushintothechamberofHeracles。Fromasecretplaceofespial,Iwatchedher;andsawherspreadingcoveringsonthecouchofherlord。Whenshehaddonethis,shesprangthereon,andsatinthemiddleofthebed;hertearsburstforthinburningstreams,andthusshespake:’Ah,bridalbedandbridalchambermine,farewellnowandforever;nevermoreshallyereceivemetorestuponthiscouch。’Shesaidnomore,butwithavehementhandloosedherrobe,wherethegold—wroughtbroochlayaboveherbreast,baringallherleftsideandarm。ThenIranwithallmystrength,andwarnedhersonofherintent。Butlo,inthespacebetweenmygoingandourreturn,shehaddrivenatwo—edgedswordthroughhersidetotheheart。

  Atthatsight,hersonutteredagreatcry;forheknew,alas,thatinhisangerhehaddrivenhertothatdeed;andhehadlearned,toolate,fromtheservantsinthehousethatshehadactedwithoutknowledge,bythepromptingoftheCentaur。Andnowtheyouth,inhismisery,bewailedherwithallpassionatelament;heknelt,andshoweredkissesonherlips;hethrewhimselfathersideupontheground,bitterlycryingthathehadrashlysmittenherwithaslander,—weepingthathemustnowlivebereavedofbothalike,—ofmotherandofsire。

  Sucharethefortunesofthishouse。Rashindeed,ishewhoreckonsonthemorrow,orhaplyondaysbeyondit;forto—morrowisnot,untilto—dayissafelypast。

  CHORUS(singing)

  strophe1

  WhichwoeshallIbewailfirst,whichmiseryisthegreater?Alas,’tishardformetotell。

  antistrophe1

  Onesorrowmaybeseeninthehouse;foronewewaitwithforeboding:andsuspensehathakinshipwithpain。

  strophe2

  Ohthatsomestrongbreezemightcomewithwaftingpoweruntoourhearth,tobearmefarfromthisland,lestIdieofterror,whenlookbutonceuponthemightysonofZeus!

  Fortheysaythatheisapproachingthehouseintormentsfromwhichthereisnodeliverance,awonderofunutterablewoe。

  antistrophe2

  Ah,itwasnotfaroff,butclosetous,thatwoeofwhichmylamentgavewarning,likethenightingale’spiercingnote!

  Menofanalienracearecomingyonder。Andhow,then,aretheybringinghim?Insorrow,asforsomelovedone,theymoveontheirmournful,noiselessmarch。

  Alas,heisbroughtinsilence!Whatarewetothink;thatheisdead,orsleeping?

  (EnterHYLLUSandanOLDMAN,withattendants,bearingHERACLESuponalitter。)

  HYLLUS

  Woeismeforthee,myfather,woeismeforthee,wretchedthatI

  am!WhithershallIturn?WhatcanIdo?Ahme!

  OLDMAN(whispering)

  Hush,myson!Rousenotthecruelpainthatinfuriatesthysire!

  Helives,thoughprostrated。Oh,putasternrestraintuponthylips!

  HYLLUS

  Howsayestthou,oldman—ishealive?

  OLDMAN(whispering)

  Thoumustnotawaketheslumberer!Thoumustnotrouseandrevivethedreadfrenzythatvisitshim,myson!

  HYLLUS

  Nay,Iamcrushedwiththisweightofmisery—thereismadnessinmyheart!

  HERACLES(awaking)

  OZeus,towhatlandhaveIcome?WhoaretheseamongwhomI

  lie,torturedwithunendingagonies?Wretched,wretchedthatIam!Oh,thatdirepestisgnawingmeoncemore!

  OLDMAN(toHYLLUS)

  KnewInothowmuchbetteritwasthatthoushouldestkeepsilence,insteadofscaringslumberfromhisbrainandeyes?

  HYLLUS

  Nay,IcannotbepatientwhenIbeholdthismisery。

  HERACLES

  OthouCenaeanrockwhereonminealtarsrose,whatacruelrewardhastthouwonmeforthosefairofferings,—beZeusmywitness!

  Ah,towhatruinhastthoubroughtme,towhatruin!WouldthatI

  hadneverbeheldtheeforthysorrow!ThenhadInevercomefacetofacewiththisfierymadness,whichnospellcansoothe!Whereisthecharmer,whereisthecunninghealer,saveZeusalone,thatshalllullthisplaguetorest?Ishouldmarvel,ifheevercamewithinmyken!

  strophe1

  Ah!

  Leaveme,haplessone,tomyrest—leavemetomylastrest!

  strophe2

  Whereartthoutouchingme?Whitherwouldstthouturnme?Thouwiltkillme,thouwiltkillme!Iftherebeanypangthatslumbers,thouhastarousedit!

  Ithathseizedme,—oh,thepestcomesagain!—Whenceareye,mostungratefulofalltheGreeks?IworeoutmytroublousdaysinriddingGreeceofpests,onthedeepandinallforests;andnow,whenIamstricken,willnomansuccourmewithmercifulfireofsword?

  antistrophe1

  Oh,willnoonecomeandseverthehead,atonefiercestroke,fromthiswretchedbody?Woe,woeisme!

  OLDMAN

  SonofHeracles,thistaskexceedsmystrength,—helpthou,—forstrengthisatthycommand,toolargelytoneedmyaidinhisrelief。

  HYLLUS

  Myhandsarehelping;butnoresource,inmyselforfromanother,availsmetomakehislifeforgetitsanguish:—suchisthedoomappointedbyZeus!

  HERACLES

  strophe3

  Omyson,whereartthou?Raiseme,—takeholdofme,—thusthus!Alas,mydestiny!

  antistrophe2

  Again,againthecruelpestleapsforthtorendme,thefierceplaguewithwhichnonemaycope!

  OPallas,Pallas,ittorturesmeagain!Alas,myson,pitythysire,—drawablamelesssword,andsmitebeneathmycollar—bone,andhealthispainwherewiththygodlessmotherhathmademewild!SomayIseeherfall,—thus,eventhus,asshehathdestroyedme!

  antistrophe3

  SweetHades,brotherofZeus,givemerest,givemerest,—endmywoebyaswiftly—speddoom!

  LEADEROFTHECHORUS

  Ishudder,friends,tohearthesesorrowsofourlord;whatamanishere,andwhattormentsafflicthim!

  HERACLES

  Ah,fiercefulloft,andgrievousnotinnamealone,havebeenthelaboursofthesehands,theburdensborneupontheseshoulders!ButnotoileverlaidonmebythewifeofZeusorbythehatefulEurystheuswaslikeuntothisthingwhichthedaughterofOeneus,fairandfalse,hathfasteneduponmyback,—thiswovennetoftheFuries,inwhichIperish!Gluedtomysides,ithatheatenmyfleshtotheinmostparts;itiseverwithme,suckingthechannelsofmybreath;alreadyithathdrainedmyfreshlifeblood,andmywholebodyiswasted,acaptivetotheseunutterablebonds。

  Notthewarrioronthebattle—field,nottheGiants’earth—bornhost,northemightofsavagebeasts,hatheverdoneuntomethus,—

  notHellas,northelandofthealien,noranylandtowhichIhavecomeasadeliverer:no,awoman,aweakwoman,bornnottothestrengthofman,allalonehathvanquishedme,withoutstrokeofswordSon,showthyselfmysonindeed,anddonothonouramother’snameaboveasire’s:bringforththewomanthatbarethee,andgiveherwiththineownhandsintomyhand,thatImayknowofatruthwhichsightgrievestheemost,—mytorturedframe,orhers,whenshesuffersherrighteousdoom!

  Go,myson,shrinknot—andshowthypityforme,whommanymightdeempitiful,—forme,moaningandweepinglikeagirl;—andthemanlivesnotwhocansaythatheeversawmedothusbefore;no,withoutcomplainingIstillwentwhithermineevilfortuneled。Butnow,alas,thestrongmanhathbeenfoundawoman。

  Approach,standnearthysire,andseewhatafateitisthathathbroughtmetothispass;forIwilllifttheveil。Behold!Look,allofyou,onthismiserablebody;seehowwretched,howpiteousismyplight!

  Ah,woeisme!

  Theburningthroeoftormentisthereanew,itdartsthroughmysides—Imustwrestleoncemorewiththatcruel,devouringplague!

  Othoulordofthedarkrealm,receiveme!Smiteme,OfireofZeus!Hurldownthythunderbolt,OKing,sendit,Ofather,uponmyhead!Foragainthepestisconsumingme;ithathblazedforth,ithathstartedintofury!Ohands,myhands,Oshouldersandbreastandtrustyarms,ye,nowinthisplight,arethesamewhoseforceofoldsubduedthedwellerinNemea,thescourgeofherdsmen,thelion,acreaturethatnomanmightapproachorconfront;yetamedtheLernaeanHydra,andthatmonstroushostofdoubleform,manjoinedtosteed,aracewithwhomnonemaycommune,violent,lawless,ofsurpassingmight;yetamedtheErymanthianbeast,andthethree—headedwhelpofHadesunderground,aresistlessterror,offspringofthedreadEchidna;yetamedthedragonthatguardedthegoldenfruitintheutmostplacesoftheearth。

  ThesetoilsandcountlessothershaveIproved,norhathanymanvauntedatriumphovermyprowess。Butnow,withjointsunhingedandwithfleshtorntoshreds,Ihavebecomethemiserablepreyofanunseendestroyer,—I,whoamcalledthesonofnoblestmother,—I,whosereputedsireisZeus,lordofthestarrysky。

  Butyemaybesureofonething:—thoughIamasnought,thoughIcannotmoveastep,yetshewhohathdonethisdeedshallfeelmyheavyhandevennow:letherbutcome,andsheshalllearntoproclaimthismessageuntoall,thatinmydeath,asinmylife,Ichastisedthewicked!

  LEADER

  Ah,haplessGreece,whatmourningdoIforseeforher,ifshemustlosethismanHYLLUS

  Father,sincethypausepermitsananswer,hearme,afflictedthoughthouart。Iwillasktheefornomorethanismydue。Acceptmycounsels,inacalmermoodthanthattowhichthisangerstingsthee:elsethoucanstnotlearnhowvainisthydesireforvengeance,andhowcauselessthyresentment。

  HERACLES

  Saywhatthouwilt,andcease;inthismypainIunderstandnoughtofallthyriddlingwords。

  HYLLUS

  Icometotelltheeofmymother,—howitisnowwithher,andhowshesinnedunwittingly。

  HERACLES

  Villain!What—hastthoudaredtobreathehernameagaininmyhearing,—thenameofthemotherwhohathslainthysire?

  HYLLUS

  Yea,suchisherstatethatsilenceisunmeet。

  HERACLES

  Unmeet,truly,inviewofherpastcrimes。

  HYLLUS

  Andalsoofherdeedsthisday,—asthouwiltown。

  HERACLES

  Speak,—butgiveheedthatthoubenotfoundatraitor。

  HYLLUS

  Thesearemytidings。Sheisdead,latelyslain。

  HERACLES

  Bywhosehand?Awondrousmessage,fromaprophetofill—omenedvoice!

  HYLLUS

  Byherownhand,andnostranger’s。

  HERACLES

  Alas,ereshediedbymine,asshedeserved!

  HYLLUS

  Eventhywrathwouldbeturned,couldstthouhearall。

  HERACLES

  Astrangepreamble;butunfoldthymeaning。

  HYLLUS

  Thesumisthis;—sheerred,withagoodintent。

  HERACLES

  Isitagooddeed,thouwretch,tohaveslainthysire?

  HYLLUS

  Nay,shethoughttousealove—charmforthyheart,whenshesawthenewbrideinthehouse;butmissedheraim。

  HERACLES

  AndwhatTrachiniandealsinspellssopotent?

  HYLLUS

  NessustheCentaurpersuadedherofoldtoinflamethydesirewithsuchacharm。

  HERACLES

  Alas,alas,miserablethatIam!Woeisme,Iamlost,—undone,undone!Nomoreformethelightofday!Alas,nowIseeinwhataplightstand!Go,myson,—forthyfather’sendhathcome,—summon,Ipraythee,allthybrethren;summon,too,thehaplessAlcmena,invainthebrideofZeus,—thatyemaylearnfrommydyinglipswhatoraclesknow。

  HYLLUS

  Nay,thymotherisnothere;asitchances,shehathherabodeatTirynsbythesea。Someofthychildrenshehathtakentolivewithherthere,andothers,thouwiltfind,aredwellinginThebe’stown。

  Butwewhoarewiththee,myfather,willrenderallservicethatisneeded,atthybidding。

  HERACLES

  Hear,then,thytask:nowisthetimetoshowwhatstuffisinthee,whoartcalledmyson。

  ItwasforeshowntomebymySireofoldthatIshouldperishbynocreaturethathadthebreathoflife,butbyonethathadpassedtodwellwithHades。SoIhavebeenslainbythissavageCentaur,thelivingbythedead,evenasthedivinewillhadbeenforetold。

  AndIwillshowtheehowlateroraclestallytherewith,confirmingtheoldprophecy。IwrotethemdowninthegroveoftheSelli,dwellersonthehills,whosecouchisontheground;theyweregivenbymyFather’soakofmanytongues;whichsaidthat,atthetimewhichlivethandnowis,myreleasefromthetoilslaiduponmeshouldbeaccomplished。AndIlookedforprosperousdays;butthemeaning,itseems,wasonlythatshoulddie;fortoilcomesnomoretothedead。

  Since,then,myson,thosewordsareclearlyfindingtheirfulfilment,thou,onthypart,mustlendmethineaid。Thoumustnotdelay,andsoprovokemetobitterspeech:thoumustconsentandhelpwithagoodgrace,asonewhohathlearnedthatbestoflaws,obediencetoasire。

  HYLLUS

  Yea,father,—thoughIfeartheissuetowhichourtalkhathbroughtme,—Iwilldothygoodpleasure。

  HERACLES

  Firstofall,laythyrighthandinmine。

  HYLLUS

  Forwhatpurposedostthouinsistuponhispledge?

  HERACLES

  Givethyhandatonce—disobeymenot!

  HYLLUS

  Lo,thereitis:thoushaltnotbegainsaid。

  HERACLES

  Now,swearbytheheadofZeusmysire!

  HYLLUS

  Todowhatdeed?Maythisalsobetold?

  HERACLES

  ToperformformethetaskthatIshallenjoin。

  HYLLUS

  Iswearit,withZeusforwitnessoftheoath。

  HERACLES

  Andpraythat,ifthoubreakthisoath,thoumayestsuffer。

  HYLLUS

  Ishallnotsuffer,forIshallkeepit:—yetsoIpray。

  HERACLES

  Well,thouknowestthesummitofOeta,sacredtoZeus?

  HYLLUS

  Ay;Ihaveoftenstoodathisaltaronthatheight。

  HERACLES

  Thither,then,thoumustcarrymeupwiththineownhands,aidedbywhatfriendsthouwilt;thoushaltlopmanyabranchfromthedeep—rootedoak,andhewmanyafaggotalsofromthesturdystockofthewild—olive;thoushaltlaymybodythereupon,andkindleitwithflamingpine—torch。

  Andletnotearofmourningbeseenthere;no,dothiswithoutlamentandwithoutweeping,ifthouartindeedmyson。Butifthoudoitnot,evenfromtheworldbelowmycurseandmywrathshallwaitontheeforever。

  HYLLUS

  Alas,myfather,whathastthouspoken?Howhastthoudealtwithme!

  HERACLES

  Ihavespokenthatwhichthoumustperform;ifthouwiltnot,thengettheesomeothersire,andbecalledmysonnomore!

  HYLLUS

  Woe,woeisme!Whatadeeddostthourequireofme,myfather,—thatIshouldbecomethymurderer,guiltyofthyblood!

  HERACLES

  Notso,intruth,buthealerofmysufferings,solephysicianofmypain!

  HYLLUS

  Andhow,byenkindlingthybody,shallIhealit?

  HERACLES

  Nay,ifthatthoughtdismaythee,atleastperformtherest。

  HYLLUS

  Theserviceofcarryingtheeshallnotberefused。

  HERACLES

  Andtheheapingofthepyre,asIhavebidden?

  HYLLUS

  Yea,savethatIwillnottouchitwithmineownhand。AllelsewillIdo,andthoushalthavenohindranceonmypart。

  HERACLES

  Well,somuchshallbeenough。—Butaddonesmallboontothylargebenefits。

  HYLLUS

  Betheboonneversolarge,itshallbegranted。

  HERACLES

  Knowestthou,then,thegirlwhosesirewasEurytus?

  HYLLUS

  ItisofIolethatthouspeakest,ifImistakenot。

  HERACLES

  Evenso。This,inbrief,isthechargethatIgivethee,myson。

  Whenamdead,ifthouwouldestshowapiousremembranceofthineoathuntothyfather,disobeymenot,buttakethiswomantobethywife。Letnootherespouseherwhohathlainatmyside,butdothou,Omyson,makethatmarriage—bondthineown。Consent:afterloyaltyingreatmatters,torebelinlessistocancelthegracethatbadbeenwon。

  HYLLUS

  Ahme,itisnotwelltobeangrywithasickman:butwhocouldbeartoseehiminsuchamind?

  HERACLES

  Thywordsshownodesiretodomybidding。

  HYLLUS

  What!Whenshealoneistoblameformymother’sdeath,andforthypresentplightbesides?Livestherethemanwhowouldmakesuchchoice,unlessheweremaddenedbyavengingfiends?

  Betterwereit,father,thatItooshoulddie,ratherthanliveunitedtotheworstofourfoes!

  HERACLES

  Hewillrendernoreverence,itseems,tomydyingprayer。—Nay,besurethatthecurseofthegodswillattendtheefordisobediencetomyvoice。

  HYLLUS

  Ah,thouwiltsoonshow,methinks,howdistemperedthouart!

  HERACLES

  Yea,forthouartbreakingtheslumberofmyplague。

  HYLLUS

  HaplessthatIam!Whatperplexitiessurroundme!

  HERACLES

  Yea,sincethoudeignestnottohearthysire。

  HYLLUS

  ButmustIlearn,then,tobeimpious,myfather?

  HERACLES

  ’Tisnotimpiety,ifthoushaltgladdenmyheart。

  HYLLUS

  Dostthoucommandme,then,todothisdeed,asaclearduty?

  HERACLES

  Icommandthee,—thegodsbearmewitness!

  HYLLUS

  ThenwillIdoit,andrefusenot,—callinguponthegodstowitnessthydeed。Icanneverbecondemnedforloyaltytothee,myfather。

  HERACLES

  Thouendestwell;andtothesewords,myson,quicklyaddthegraciousdeed,thatthoumayestlaymeonthepyrebeforeanypainreturnstorendorstingme。

  Come,makehasteandliftme!This,intruth,isrestfromtroubles;thisistheend,thelastend,ofHeracles!

  HYLLUS

  Nothing,indeed,hindersthefulfilmentofthywish,sincethycommandconstrainsus,myfather。

  HERACLES(chanting)

  Come,then,erethouarousethisplague,Omystubbornsoul,givemeacurbasofsteelonlipssetlikestonetostone,andletnocryescapethem;seeingthatthedeedwhichthouarttodo,thoughdoneperforce,isyetworthyofthyjoy!

  HYLLUS(chanting)

  Lifthim,followers!Andgrantmefullforgivenessforthis;butmarkthegreatcrueltyofthegodsinthedeedsthatarebeingdone。

  Theybegetchildren,theyarehailedasfathers,andyettheycanlookuponsuchsufferings。

  (TheattendantsraiseHERACLES

  onthelitterandmoveslowlyoff,asHYLLUSchantstotheCHORUSintheclosinglines。)

  Nomanforeseesthefuture;butthepresentisfraughtwithmourningforus,andwithshameforthepowersabove,andverilywithanguishbeyondcompareforhimwhoenduresthisdoom。

  Maidens,comeyealso,norlingeratthehouse;yewhohavelatelyseenadreaddeath,withsorrowsmanifoldandstrange:andinallthisthereisnoughtbutZeus。

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