Polynices
1284
'Tis well advised, and I will tell thee all.
Oh ! may that deity propitious smile
1285
Whose altar late I left, whence Theseus raised
This w^retched suppliant, and in converse free
Mixed gracious with me ! May I hope from you
The like benevolence ? And now, my father,
I'll tell thee wherefore Polynices came.
1290
Thou seest me banished from my native land —
Unjustly banished, for no other crime
But that I strove to keep the throne of Thebes,
By birthright mine, from him who drove me thence.
The young Eteocles : not his the claim
1295
By justice, nor to me his fame in arms
Superior ; but by soft persuasive arts
He won the rebel city to his love.
Thy curse, my father, was the cause of all —
I know it was ; for so the priests declared
1300
In oracles divine. To Argos then
I came, and, to Adrastus' daughter joined
In marriage, gained the Argive chiefs, renowned
For martial deeds ; seven valiant leaders march
To Thebes, resolved to conquer or to die.
1305
Therefore to thee, my father, came I here,
To beg thy aid for me and these my friends,
Companions of the war, who threaten Thebes
With their united powers, in order thus :
The wise and brave Amphiaraus, or skilled
1310
To cast the spear, or with prophetic tongue
Disclose the will of Heaven ; with CEneus' son
-^tolian Tydeus, and Eteocles,
At Argos born ; to these Hippomedon,
1315
Sent by Talaus, his renowned sire ;
Bold Capaneus, who threatens soon to raze
The walls of mighty Thebes ; to close the train,
Parthenopsean Areas comes, the son
Of Atalantis, from her virgin name
1320
So called. With these thy hapless son (the child
Of dire misfortune rather) leads his force
From Argos to rebellious Thebes. For these,
And for their children, for the lives of all,
Suppliant to thee we come — in humble prayer
1325
To deprecate thy wrath against a wretch
Who, injured much, but seeks the vengeance due
To a base brother, whose oppressive hand
Hath drove me from my country and my throne.
If there be truth in what the gods declare,
1330
On him shall victory smile for whom thy vows
Shall rise propitious ; therefore, by our gods
And native fountains, oh ! remit thy anger,
And smile upon me, on a banished man,
A beggar like thyself, who lives, like thee,
1335
By others' bounty — in one common fate
We are united, whilst the tyrant sits
In ease at home, and laughs our woes to :
Yet if thou wouldst but listen to my vows,
Soon might I cast him forth, restore thee soon
1340
To thy dear native hind, and seat myself
In my own kingdom. Thy assent, my father,
Is all I ask ; but, oh ! without thy aid
I have no hope of safety or revenge.