hesiod, the homeric hymns, and homerica-第36节

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　by　shrill　winds　　whence　arising　you　rule　over　all　mortal　men？

（ll。　30…50）　Among　those　who　are　in　Crete；　and　in　the　township　of　Athens；　and　in　the　isle　of　Aegina　and　Euboea；　famous　for　ships；　in　Aegae　and　Eiresiae　and　Peparethus　near　the　sea；　in　Thracian　Athos　and　Pelion's　towering　heights　and　Thracian　Samos　and　the　shady　hills　of　Ida；　in　Scyros　and　Phocaea　and　the　high　hill　of　Autocane　and　fair…lying　Imbros　and　smouldering　Lemnos　and　rich　Lesbos；　home　of　Macar；　the　son　of　Aeolus；　and　Chios；　brightest　of　all　the　isles　that　lie　in　the　sea；　and　craggy　Mimas　and　the　heights　of　Corycus　and　gleaming　Claros　and　the　sheer　hill　of　Aesagea　and　watered　Samos　and　the　steep　heights　of　Mycale；　in　Miletus　and　Cos；　the　city　of　Meropian　men；　and　steep　Cnidos　and　windy　Carpathos；　in　Naxos　and　Paros　and　rocky　Rhenaea　　so　far　roamed　Leto　in　travail　with　the　god　who　shoots　afar；　to　see　if　any　land　would　be　willing　to　make　a　dwelling　for　her　son。　　But　they　greatly　trembled　and　feared；　and　none；　not　even　the　richest　of　them；　dared　receive　Phoebus；　until　queenly　Leto　set　foot　on　Delos　and　uttered　winged　words　and　asked　her：

（ll。　51…61）　‘Delos；　if　you　would　be　willing　to　be　the　abode　of　my　son　〃Phoebus　Apollo　and　make　him　a　rich　temple　；　for　no　other　will　touch　you；　as　you　will　find：　and　I　think　you　will　never　be　rich　in　oxen　and　sheep；　nor　bear　vintage　nor　yet　produce　plants　abundantly。　　But　if　you　have　the　temple　of　far…shooting　Apollo；　all　men　will　bring　you　hecatombs　and　gather　here；　and　incessant　savour　of　rich　sacrifice　will　always　arise；　and　you　will　feed　those　who　dwell　in　you　from　the　hand　of　strangers；　for　truly　your　own　soil　is　not　rich。'

（ll。　62…82）　So　spake　Leto。　　And　Delos　rejoiced　and　answered　and　said：　　‘Leto；　most　glorious　daughter　of　great　Coeus；　joyfully　would　I　receive　your　child　the　far…shooting　lord；　for　it　is　all　too　true　that　I　am　ill…spoken　of　among　men；　whereas　thus　I　should　become　very　greatly　honoured。　　But　this　saying　I　fear；　and　I　will　not　hide　it　from　you；　Leto。　　They　say　that　Apollo　will　be　one　that　is　very　haughty　and　will　greatly　lord　it　among　gods　and　men　all　over　the　fruitful　earth。　　Therefore；　I　greatly　fear　in　heart　and　spirit　that　as　soon　as　he　sets　the　light　of　the　sun；　he　will　scorn　this　island　　for　truly　I　have　but　a　hard；　rocky　soil　　and　overturn　me　and　thrust　me　down　with　his　feet　in　the　depths　of　the　sea；　then　will　the　great　ocean　wash　deep　above　my　head　for　ever；　and　he　will　go　to　another　land　such　as　will　please　him；　there　to　make　his　temple　and　wooded　groves。　　So；　many…footed　creatures　of　the　sea　will　make　their　lairs　in　me　and　black　seals　their　dwellings　undisturbed；　because　I　lack　people。　　Yet　if　you　will　but　dare　to　sware　a　great　oath；　goddess；　that　here　first　he　will　build　a　glorious　temple　to　be　an　oracle　for　men；　then　let　him　afterwards　make　temples　and　wooded　groves　amongst　all　men；　for　surely　he　will　be　greatly　renowned。

（ll。　83…88）　So　said　Delos。　　And　Leto　sware　the　great　oath　of　the　gods：　‘Now　hear　this；　Earth　and　wide　Heaven　above；　and　dropping　water　of　Styx　（this　is　the　strongest　and　most　awful　oath　for　the　blessed　gods）；　surely　Phoebus　shall　have　here　his　fragrant　altar　and　precinct；　and　you　he　shall　honour　above　all。'

（ll。　89…101）　Now　when　Leto　had　sworn　and　ended　her　oath；　Delos　was　very　glad　at　the　birth　of　the　far…shooting　lord。　　But　Leto　was　racked　nine　days　and　nine　nights　with　pangs　beyond　wont。　　And　there　were　with　her　all　the　chiefest　of　the　goddesses；　Dione　and　Rhea　and　Ichnaea　and　Themis　and　loud…moaning　Amphitrite　and　the　other　deathless　goddesses　save　white…armed　Hera；　who　sat　in　the　halls　of　cloud…gathering　Zeus。　　Only　Eilithyia；　goddess　of　sore　travail；　had　not　heard　of　Leto's　trouble；　for　she　sat　on　the　top　of　Olympus　beneath　golden　clouds　by　white…armed　Hera's　contriving；　who　kept　her　close　through　envy；　because　Leto　with　the　lovely　tresses　was　soon　to　bear　a　son　faultless　and　strong。

（ll。　102…114）　But　the　goddesses　sent　out　Iris　from　the　well…set　isle　to　bring　Eilithyia；　promising　her　a　great　necklace　strung　with　golden　threads；　nine　cubits　long。　　And　they　bade　Iris　call　her　aside　from　white…armed　Hera；　lest　she　might　afterwards　turn　her　from　coming　with　her　words。　　When　swift　Iris；　fleet　of　foot　as　the　wind；　had　heard　all　this；　she　set　to　run；　and　quickly　finishing　all　the　distance　she　came　to　the　home　of　the　gods；　sheer　Olympus；　and　forthwith　called　Eilithyia　out　from　the　hall　to　the　door　and　spoke　winged　words　to　her；　telling　her　all　as　the　goddesses　who　dwell　on　Olympus　had　bidden　her。　　So　she　moved　the　heart　of　Eilithyia　in　her　dear　breast；　and　they　went　their　way；　like　shy　wild…doves　in　their　going。

（ll。　115…122）　And　as　soon　as　Eilithyia　the　goddess　of　sore　travail　set　foot　on　Delos；　the　pains　of　birth　seized　Leto；　and　she　longed　to　bring　forth；　so　she　cast　her　arms　about　a　palm　tree　and　kneeled　on　the　soft　meadow　while　the　earth　laughed　for　joy　beneath。　　Then　the　child　leaped　forth　to　the　light；　and　all　the　goddesses　washed　you　purely　and　cleanly　with　sweet　water；　and　swathed　you　in　a　white　garment　of　fine　texture；　new…woven；　and　fastened　a　golden　band　about　you。

（ll。　123…130）　Now　Leto　did　not　give　Apollo；　bearer　of　the　golden　blade；　her　breast；　but　Themis　duly　poured　nectar　and　ambrosia　with　her　divine　hands：　and　Leto　was　glad　because　she　had　borne　a　strong　son　and　an　archer。　　But　as　soon　as　you　had　tasted　that　divine　heavenly　food；　O　Phoebus；　you　could　no　longer　then　be　held　by　golden　cords　nor　confined　with　bands；　but　all　their　ends　were　undone。　　Forthwith　Phoebus　Apollo　spoke　out　among　the　deathless　goddesses：

（ll。　131…132）　‘The　lyre　and　the　curved　bow　shall　ever　be　dear　to　me；　and　I　will　declare　to　men　the　unfailing　will　of　Zeus。'

（ll。　133…139）　So　said　Phoebus；　the　long…haired　god　who　shoots　afar　and　began　to　walk　upon　the　wide…pathed　earth；　and　all　goddesses　were　amazed　at　him。　　Then　with　gold　all　Delos　was　laden；　beholding　the　child　of　Zeus　and　Leto；　for　joy　because　the　god　chose　her　above　the　islands　and　shore　to　make　his　dwelling　in　her：　and　she　loved　him　yet　more　in　her　heart；　and　blossomed　as　does　a　mountain…top　with　woodland　flowers。

（ll。　140…164）　And　you；　O　lord　Apollo；　god　of　the　silver　bow；　shooting　afar；　now　walked　on　craggy　Cynthus；　and　now　kept　wandering　about　the　island　and　the　people　in　them。　　Many　are　your　temples　and　wooded　groves；　and　all　peaks　and　towering　bluffs　of　lofty　mountains　and　rivers　flowing　to　the　sea　are　dear　to　you；　Phoebus；　yet　in　Delos　do　you　most　delight　your　heart；　for　there　the　long　robed　Ionians　gather　in　your　honour　with　their　children　and　shy　wives：　mindful；　they　delight　you　with　boxing　and　dancing　and　song；　so　often　as　they　hold　their　gathering。　　A　man　would　say　that　they　were　deathless　and　unageing　if　he　should　then　come　upon　the　Ionians　so　met　together。　　For　he　would　see　the　graces　of　them　all；　and　would　be　pleased　in　heart　gazing　at　the　men　and　well…　girded　women　with　their　swift　ships　and　great　wealth。　　And　there　is　this　great　wonder　besides　　and　its　renown　shall　never　perish　　the　girls　of　Delos；　hand…maidens　of　the　Far…shooter；　for　when　they　have　praised　Apollo　first；　and　also　Leto　and　Artemis　who　delights　in　arrows；　they　sing　a　strain…telling　of　men　and　women　of　past　days；　and　charm　the　tribes　of　men。　　Also　they　can　imitate　the　tongues　of　all　men　and　their　clattering　speech：　each　would　say　that　he　himself　were　singing；　so　close　to　truth　is　their　sweet　song。

（ll。　165…178）　And　now　may　Apollo　be　favourable　and　Artemis；　and　farewell　all　you　maidens。　　Remember　me　in　after　time　whenever　any　one　of　men　on　earth；　a　stranger　who　has　seen　and　suffered　much；　comes　here　and　asks　of　you：　‘Whom　think　ye；　girls；　is　the　sweetest　singer　that　comes　here；　and　in　whom　do　you　most　delight？'　　Then　answer；　each　and　all；　with　one　voice：　‘He　is　a　blind　man；　and　dwells　in　rocky　Chios：　his　lays　are　evermore　supreme。'　　As　for　me；　I　will　carry　your　renown　as　far　as　I　roam　over　the　earth　to　the　well…placed　this　thing　is　true。　　And　I　will　never　cease　to　praise　far…shooting　Apollo；　god　of　the　silver　bow；　whom　rich…haired　Leto　bare。

TO　PYTHIAN　APOLLO　

（ll。　179…181）　O　Lord；　Lycia　is　yours　and　lovely　Maeonia　and　Miletus；　charming　city　by　the　sea；　but　over　wave…girt　Delos　you　greatly　reign　your　own　self。

（ll。　182…206）　Leto's　all…glorious　son　goes　to　rocky　Pytho；　playing　upon　his　hollow　lyre；　clad　in　divine；　perfumed　garments；　and　at　the　touch　of　the　golden　key　his　lyre　sings　sweet。　　Thence；　swift　as　thought；　he　speeds　from　earth　to　Olympus；　to　the　house　of　Zeus；　to　join　the　gathering　of　the　other　gods：　then　straightway　the　undying　gods　think　only　of　the　lyre　and　song；　and　all　the　Muses　together；　voice　sweetly　answering　voice；　hymn　the　unending　gifts　the　gods　enjoy　and　the　sufferings　of　men；　all　that　they　endure　at　the　hands　of　the　deathless　gods；　and　how　they　live　witless　and　helpless　and　cannot　find　healing　for　death　or　defence　against　old　age。　　Meanwhile　the　rich…tressed　Graces　and　cheerful　Seasons　dance　with　Harmonia　and　Hebe　and　Aphrodite；　daughter　of　Zeus；　holding　each　other　by　the　wrist。　　And　among　them　sings　one；　not　mean　nor　puny；　but　tall　to　look　upon　and　enviable　in　mien；　Artemis　who　delights　in　arrows；　sister　of　Apollo。　　Among　them　sport　Ares　and　the　keen…eyed　Slayer　of　Argus；　while　Apollo　plays　his　lyre　ste