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182:-255 AJAX<br />
Never of thine own heart, son of Tel amon, wouldst<br />
thou have gone so far astray as to fall upon the flocks.<br />
Yea, when the gods send madness, it must come; but<br />
may Zeus and Phoebus avert the evil rumour of the<br />
Greeks!<br />
And if the great chiefs charge thee falsely in the<br />
furtive rumours which they spread, or sons of the<br />
wicked line of Sisyphus, forbear, 0 my king, forbear<br />
to win me an evil name, by still keeping thy<br />
face thus hidden in the tent by the sea.<br />
Nay, up from thy seat, wheresoever thou art<br />
brooding in this pause of many days from battle,<br />
making the flame of mischief blaze up to heaven!<br />
But the insolence of thy foes goes abroad without<br />
fear in the breezy glells, while all men mock with<br />
taunts most grievous; and my sorrow passes not<br />
away.<br />
no more; like a sou them gale, fierce in its first onset,<br />
his rage abates; and now, in his right mind, he hath<br />
new pain. To look on self-wrought woes, when no<br />
other hath had a hand therein-this lays sharp pangs<br />
to the soul.<br />
Ch. Nay, if his frenzy hath ceased, I have good<br />
hope that all may yet be well: the trouble is of less<br />
account when once 'tis past.<br />
Te. And which, were the choice given thee,<br />
wouldst thou choose-to pain thy friends, and have<br />
delights thyself, or to share the grief of friends who<br />
grieve?<br />
Ch. The twofold sorrow, lady, is the greater ill.<br />
Te. Then are we losers now, although the plague<br />
is past.<br />
Ch. What is thy meaning? I know not how thou<br />
meanest.<br />
Te. Yon man, while frenzied, found his own joy<br />
Enter TECMESSA. in the dire fantasies that held him, though his pres-<br />
Tecmessa.MarinersofAjax,oftheracethatsprings ence was grievous to us who were sane; but now,<br />
from the Erechtheidae, sons of the soil-mourning since he hath had pause and respite from the plague,<br />
is our portion who care for the house of Telamon he is utterly afflicted with sore grief, and we likeafar.<br />
Ajax, our dread lord of rugged might, now lies wise, no less than before. Have we not here two sorstricken<br />
with a storm that darkens the soul. rows, instead of one?<br />
Ch. And what is the heavy change from the for- Ch. Yea verily: and I fear lest the stroke of a god<br />
tune of yesterday which this night hath brought hath fallen. How else, if his spirit is no lighter, now<br />
forth? Daughter of the Phrygian Teleutas, speak: that the malady is overpast, than when it vexed him?<br />
for to thee, his spear-won bride, bold Ajax hath Te. Thus stands the matter, be well assured.<br />
borne a constant love; therefore mightest thou hint Ch. And in what wise did the plague first swoop<br />
the answer with knowledfe.. upon him? Declare to us, who share thy pain, how<br />
Te. Oh, how shall I tel a tale too dire for words? it befell.<br />
Terrible as death is the hap which thou must hear. Te. Thou shalt hear all that chanced, as one who<br />
Seized with madness in the night, our glorious Ajax hath part therein. At dead of night, when the evenhath<br />
been utterly undone. For token, thou mayest ing lamps no longer burned, he seized a two-edged<br />
see within his dwelling the butchered victims wel- sword, and was fain to go forth on an aimless path.<br />
tering in their blood, sacrifices of no hand but his. Then I chid him, and said; "What dost thou, Ajax?<br />
Ch. What tidings of the fiery warrior hast thou why wouldst thou make this sally unsummonedtold,<br />
not to be borne, nor yet escaped-tidings which not called by messenger; not warned by trumpet?<br />
the mighty Danai noise abroad, which their strong Nay, at present the whole army sleeps."<br />
rumour spreads! Woe is me, I dread the doom to But he answered me in curt phrase and trite: "Wocome:<br />
shamed before all eyes, the man will die, if man, silence graces women." And I, thus taught,<br />
his frenzied hand hath slain with dark sword the desisted; but he rushed forth alone. What happened<br />
herds and the horse-guiding herdsmen. abroad, I cannot tell: but he came in with his cap-<br />
Te. Alas! 'twas thence, then-from those pastures tives bound together-bulls, shepherd dogs, and<br />
-that he came to me with his captive flock! Of fleecy prisoners. Some he beheaded; of some, he cut<br />
part, he cut the throats on the floor within; some, the back-bent throat, or cleft the chine; others, in<br />
hewing their sides, he rent asunder. Then he caught their bonds, he tormented as though they were men,<br />
up two white-footed rams; he sheared off the head with onslaughts on the cattle.<br />
of one, and the tongue-tip, and flung them away; At last, he darted forward through the door, and<br />
the other he bound upright to a pillar, and seized a began ranting to some creature of his brain-now<br />
heavy thong of horse-gear, and flogged with shrill, against the Atreidae, now about Odysseus-with<br />
doubled lash, while he uttered revilings which a god, many a mocking vaunt of all the despite that he<br />
and no mortal, had taught. had wreaked on them in his raid. Anon, he rushed<br />
Ch. The time hath come for each of us to veil his back once more into the house; and then, by slow,<br />
head and betake him to stealthy speed of foot, or to painful steps, regained his reason.<br />
sit on the bench at the quick oar, and give her way And as his gaze ranged over the room full of his<br />
to the sea-faring ship. Such angry threats are hurled wild work, he struck his head, and uttered a great<br />
against us by the brother-kings, the sons of Atreus: cry: he fell down, a wreck amid the wrecks of the<br />
I fear to share a bitter death by stoning, smitten at slaughtered sheep, and there he sat, with clenched<br />
this man's side, who is swayed by a fate to which nails tightly clutching his hair. At first, and for a<br />
none may draw nigh. long while, he sat dumb: then he threatened me<br />
Te. It sways him no longer: the lightnings flash with those dreadful threats, if I declared not all the<br />
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