CHAPTER XXII

CONVERSATION WITH ACHILLES AND OTHER HEROES

"While we were conversing thus, the shades of Achilles and Patroklos

came near. The soul of Achilles recognized me, and he said: 'Odysseus,

son of Laertes, how darest thou descend into the gloomy habitation

of the dead? This is the greatest labor thou hast undertaken.'

"I answered: 'Godlike Achilles, I came here to consult the seer

Tiresias about my return to my own country, for I have never yet

reached Grecian soil, but have wandered about suffering great

misfortunes. No one is happier than thou art, O Achilles. When thou

wert alive all men honored thee as if thou wert a god, and now thou

art a king and rulest over the dead.'

"Then he replied: 'Do not try to console me, Odysseus. I would rather

be the slave of a poor man, and in the light of the sun, than to be

in Hades and rule over all the dead. But tell me, Odysseus, how fares

my noble son? Does he fight in the wars, and is he in the front ranks?

And Peleus, my aged father, tell me of him. Is he still king of the

Myrmidons? Or do they hold him in contempt, now that he is old, and

I am not there to uphold him?'

"I answered him: 'I know nothing about thy aged father, O Achilles,

but I have many things to tell thee about thy son. I brought him from

Skyros, myself, in a ship to Troy, and placed him in the Greek army.

There he surpassed everyone except Nestor and myself in the wisdom

of his advice, and when we went forth to battle he fought among the

foremost, slaying many illustrious foes.

"'Above all, his powers shone forth when we were hidden in the wooden

horse. All the other leaders of the Greeks gave signs of fear. They

grew white and shed tears; but his face never turned pale, and no

tear came into his eyes. He called on me to leave the horse and rush

upon the foe, and he smote the Trojans, carrying death and destruction

among them. When we finally subdued the city, thy son took rich booty

and safely reached his own country.'

"As soon as Achilles heard this news he rejoiced. He strode proudly

off over the field of Elysian asphodels, well pleased that he had

left such a mighty son on earth.

"After Achilles had departed, many other souls came and talked with

me. Only the soul of Ajax kept aloof, still angry over a victory which

I gained near the ships when I took the weapons of Achilles as my

share of the booty. Little did that victory and the arms please me,

since they caused the grave to close over such a hero as Ajax.

"I spoke to his soul in gentle words: 'Ajax, son of Telamon, did not

even death appease the anger against me which thou didst feel on

account of my receiving the arms that brought such a calamity upon

the Greeks? For thou wast our tower of strength, and the weapons proved

fatal to thee. Come nearer and speak to me, for I bewail thy death.'

I spoke soothingly yet Ajax gave no answer. His spirit vanished away

among the other spirits.

"Then I beheld Minos, the lawgiver of Crete, who held a golden sceptre

in his hand and judged the dead. He had under him the great wrong-doers

of one part of Hades. With him I saw Tantalos, who stood in a pool

of water, suffering at the same time a painful thirst. As often as

he tried to put his lips to the water it sank down away from him so

that he could not reach it.

"I saw Sisyphos, also, who suffered great punishment, for he rolled

a large rock uphill with both hands, straining every muscle of his

body to the utmost to move it. No sooner had he pushed it to the top

of the hill than it rolled back with deafening noise to the bottom

of the valley. Again the unfortunate man toiled to move it upward,

the sweat covering his body and clouds of dust hovering over his head.

"Then I saw the shade of Herakles, but the hero himself sits among

the gods on Mount Olympos. And there came myriads of souls, making

a terrible noise, which filled me with dread, lest I might look upon

the Gorgon, and I hastened back to the ship. I ordered the crew to

go on board, and they took their oars and rowed until we reached the

open sea, where favorable winds caught by the sails wafted us back

to Circè's isle."

Odysseus, the Hero of Ithaca Adapted from the Third Book of the Primary Schools of Athens, Greece · 第 19 / 26 章