Showing posts with label messenger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label messenger. Show all posts

Sunday, December 29, 2013

Very unlike a Squalodon: The Messenger's tale, Part II.

Euripides' Hippolytus presents a vivid sequence of events that persuade us that a great dynasty can be undone in a single day without war, natural disaster, or enemy action. That is, it argues that Eros pervades the world, driving all creatures to move, desire, act, and cause to fall.
Not fire nor stars have stronger bolts than those of Aphrodite sent by the hand of Eros, Zeus's child.
οὔτε γὰρ πυρὸς οὔτ᾽ ἄστρων ὑπέρτερον βέλος,οἷον τὸ τᾶς Ἀφροδίτας ἵησιν ἐκ χερῶνἜρως ὁ Διὸς παῖς. (530-33)
Among the consistent lessons the text yields is how difficult it can be to rightly interpret signs, witnesses, evidence. Reading is less simple than it appears, if Theseus's reading of Phaedra's letter is any indication.

Another way of putting it: Euripides is interested both in the unfolding of actions or events and in how we think about their unfolding. Phaedra makes a lethal decision based on incomplete information. Her overhearing of Hippolytus's exchange with the Nurse is a dramatic exercise in basing an inference upon what one hears, what one doesn't hear, which in turn is yoked to what one previously knew and didn't know. Introducing garbled, or incomplete understanding into the speeches and actions of the characters reminds us - or should remind us - that the human figures here have limitations, yet they can be depended upon to arrive at judgments and conclusions by not thinking critically enough about what they have not seen, heard, verified.

This is not as simple as to say that Phaedra should have been less precipitate. Devoured by love and threatened by plausible fear of exposure, her solution disposes of both by disposing of her life and of Hippolytus' honor. Her solution is lethal yet elegant - like a mathematical proof that solves for all variables with ingenious simplicity.

Hippolytus asks, when confronted with Theseus's judgment that he shall be alien to his own house:
Will you not examine my oath and sworn testimony or the words of seers?
Will you banish me without a trial?
οὐδ᾽ ὅρκον οὐδὲ πίστιν οὐδὲ μάντεων φήμας ἐλέγξας ἄκριτον ἐκβαλεῖς με γῆς; (1055-56)

The verb ἐλέγχω names the act of examining or testing, and is linked to the idea of putting to shame. To successfully refute a proposition or allegation is to shame it as unworthy of being true. To decide truth without testing is to be ἄ-κριτον --  to lack κρίνω, the root of our word "critical," the discerning separation of something into its proper parts in the act of judgment. Theseus is not thinking critically, according to Hippolytus, and has not exposed his supposition's shame.

Given the play's dramatization of profoundly wrong judgments made by Phaedra and Theseus, we as readers/audience might sense admonishment. We might tread more carefully before deciding too quickly "what to make of" the events leading up to the end.

Take the events reported by the Messenger that reinforce Theseus's sense that he is right, that his father, the sea god, is on his side, and that they both have administered true justice by breaking Hippolytus on the rocks by the sea.

We have looked at the account he gives of the wave that stood still. As the narrative continues, it has a number of interesting elements -- the descriptions of sound, the actions of the bull, the vivid detail of how Hippolytus was "woven" into the reins, causing him to be tangled inextricably in the crash. We'll return to these, but for the purposes of this argument, take the narrative as a whole. It's yet another witnessed event, and Theseus accepts it as the fulfillment of his father's promise, confirming everything he believes about his father, his son, and himself. We know things Theseus doesn't know, but with regard to the Messenger's tale we have only the same story that Theseus himself hears. So should we agree entirely with Theseus's "reading" of the event, or not?

First, it's clear from multiple statements from two goddesses and others in the play that Poseidon had indeed given Theseus three prayers or wishes, and all agree that Theseus exercised his option and got his wish -- the death of Hippolytus. What's less clear is why this action unfolded just the way it did -- the wave, the bull, the chariot, the reins, the rocks, the rumbling roar. Couldn't Poseidon have just sent drowned the boy with a wave? Why send a bull instead of, say, a zeuglodon (a form of squalodon), a plesiosaur, or just a prosaic giant squid such as might have threatened Andromeda and killed Laocoon?

Zeuglodon

If we step back from the performance of the wish to regard how the wish is performed, we find plenty of elements that seem unnecessary to execute the deed. What do we do with this surplus of story? We can ignore it by supposing that somehow all this would either provide ornamental delight or make sense to those involved, or we can ask whether by introducing these dreamlike ingredients into his performance of the wish fulfillment, the god might have had his reasons. Given that the play appears to dramatize difficulties in understanding, a bit of critical thinking about the Messenger's tale might be in order.

Saturday, December 14, 2013

ὡς εἰπεῖν ἔπος: The mousetrap of words

This exchange occurs at the beginning of Scene 6 of Hippolytus:
Messenger
I bring you news that deserves your concern and that of the citizens who dwell in Athens and in the land of Trozen.
Theseus
[1160] What is it? Has some fresh disaster seized the two neighboring cities?
Messenger
Hippolytus is dead, as good as dead; though he still sees the light of day, yet it will not take much to incline the balance the other way.
Theseus
Who killed him? Did someone have a quarrel with him [1165] whose wife he ravished as he did his father's?
Messenger
His own chariot destroyed him, and the curses of your mouth which you uttered against your son to your father, lord of the sea.
Theseus
stretching out his arms, palm upwards, in prayer
Merciful gods! So you were after all truly my father, Poseidon, [1170] since you have heard my prayer. How did he perish? Tell me, how did Zeus's cudgel strike him for dishonoring me?

Just a couple of notes. First, the messenger is not merely informing a father of the loss of his son. He frames it as news that will matter to Theseus and to the citizens of Athens and Troezen. The frame is large and public as well as intimate and personal. It concerns even Athens.

Theseus's first thought is that the news concerns some large natural disaster, or war, but no, it's that
Hippolytus is dead, as good as dead
Ἱππόλυτος οὐκέτ᾽ ἔστιν, ὡς εἰπεῖν ἔπος:
More precisely, the messenger says: "Hippolytus no longer is -- as the saying says."

ὡς εἰπεῖν ἔπος repeats the word for "word" or "speech" - it was apparently a commonplace expression much like our "as the saying goes," or, "as they say." But here it's rather odd. The messenger begins by saying Hippolytus is no more, then qualifies it as if in some way his being no more is not so much a literal fact as a linguistic one. If we put ourselves in Theseus' place, we might wonder at a messenger who can't just say someone is alive or dead without tossing the actual state of affairs into suspense via a trivial figure of speech.

Or perhaps not so trivial. Theseus asks for details, and the messenger states that it was Theseus's words that have caused Hippolytus to be near death:
ἀραί τε τοῦ σοῦ στόματος - the prayers/curses of your mouth
At the very moment we are trying to decide if Hippolytus is alive or dead, the power of a father's language to destroy his son is made evident.

Theseus's response to this is also notable: it's gratitude to the gods, as well as confirmation of what seems to have been uncertainty surrounding his own parentage. The fact that his words killed his son confirms the truth of the story that Poseidon is Theseus's father. As speech acts go, this is pretty potent stuff.

And we as the audience can at least ask ourselves: given that Theseus is entirely wrong in believing that Hippolytus raped Phaedra, what shall we make of this apparently gratifying confirmation that (a) his son deserved the curse that destroyed him and (b) his claim to be the son of Poseidon has achieved legitimacy.

However we decide this, we at least have to give close attention to the tale of the messenger that follows, since Theseus is making inferences that his curse was fulfilled before even hearing the tale. Will the tale bear out his belief that Poseidon did what he was asked to do?

That will be the burden of a close look at the entirety of the messenger's tale. But there's one other point that we can note here. Theseus asks a question that launches the messenger's tale:
Tell me, how did Zeus's cudgel strike him for dishonoring me?
εἰπέ, τῷ τρόπῳ Δίκηςἔπαισεν αὐτὸν ῥόπτρον αἰσχύναντ᾽ ἐμέ;
A more literal rendering might be:

Tell me, in what way (by what turn, manner, twist) did Justice's
wooden trap [ῥόπτρον] strike him who tainted (dishonored, shamed, disfigured) me?

At the moment Theseus enjoys confirmation of his divine genesis and of Justice avenging him for his son's horrific acts, he happens to use the word ῥόπτρον. 

ῥόπτρον has as its primary meaning:
-- the wood in a trap which falls when touched and catches the mouse
What more perfect metaphor for the predicament, not of Hippolytus, but of Theseus, who is about to find out that everything he "knows" is wrong, despite appearances of divine confirmation.

ῥόπτρον has two further meanings:
 -- musical instrument of the Corybantes, tambourine or kettle-drum
and
-- knocker on a door
What translation can do "justice" to the poetry of this, these overtones? At the moment Theseus stands most empowered by the ineluctable force of his own curses, the word he chooses to describe the execution of Justice far more accurately depicts his own situation. He who earlier scoffed at seers and bird signs is about to have an unexpected visitor. Her words, with blinding force, will spring the trap he has helped make. A musician scoring the play could do much with a single drumbeat.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

The messenger: Part I

The messenger (Ἄγγελος) who rushes in to describe what happened to Hippolytus begins in prosaic fashion. He first speaks simply and without "art" of  how the banished young man took his leave of his friends at the border of Troezen:
We were scraping and combing the horses' coats near the wave-beaten shore and [1175] weeping at our task. For a messenger had come saying that Hippolytus would no longer dwell in this land, being exiled by you. And he came, singing the same tearful burden, to join us at the shore, and a countless throng [1180] of friends and age-mates at his heels came with him.
Hippolytus finally turns away from the polis to head north, toward Argos and Epidaurus.




The messenger's language heightens as he begins to describe what happened the moment Hippolytus enters the blank terrain beyond the polis of Troezen. Lines 1200-01, describing Zeus's thunder, are richly onomatopoeic and more dramatic. They explode in alliterative b's and br's before shrieking into the terrifying φρικώ

βροντὴ Διὸςβαρὺν βρόμον μεθῆκε, φρικώδη κλύειν:
a great noise in the earth, like Zeus's thunder, roared heavily—it made one shudder to hear it.
Further on, there's the "sea-beaten beach" - ἁλιρρόθους (1205) whose rolling r's roar like the sea:

ὀρθὸν δὲ κρᾶτ᾽ ἔστησαν οὖς τ᾽ ἐς οὐρανὸν
ἵπποι: παρ᾽ ἡμῖν δ᾽ ἦν φόβος νεανικὸς
1205πόθεν ποτ᾽ εἴη φθόγγος. ἐς δ᾽ ἁλιρρόθους

Here's the first part of the passage:
When we struck deserted country, there is a headland that lies beyond our territory, [1200] lying out towards what is at that point the Saronic gulf. There a great noise in the earth, like Zeus's thunder, roared heavily—it made one shudder to hear it. The horses pricked up their heads and ears to heaven, while we servants were taken with a violent fear [1205] at the thought where this voice came from. 
After this, the narrator recounts a marvel:

ἀκτὰς ἀποβλέψαντες ἱερὸν εἴδομεν
κῦμ᾽ οὐρανῷ στηρίζον, ὥστ᾽ ἀφῃρέθη
Σκίρωνος ἀκτὰς ὄμμα τοὐμὸν εἰσορᾶν,
ἔκρυπτε δ᾽ Ἰσθμὸν καὶ πέτραν Ἀσκληπιοῦ.
1210κἄπειτ᾽ ἀνοιδῆσάν τε καὶ πέριξ ἀφρὸν
πολὺν καχλάζον ποντίῳ φυσήματι
χωρεῖ πρὸς ἀκτὰς οὗ τέθριππος ἦν ὄχος
When we turned our eyes to the sea-beaten beach, we saw a wave, immense and uncanny, set fast in the sky, so great that my eye was robbed  (ἀφῃρέθη) of the sight of Sciron's coast, and the Isthmus and Asclepius' cliff were hid from view. [1210] And then as the sea-surge made it swell and seeth up much foam all about, it came toward the shore where the chariot was.
Our translators take two different approaches to conveying the strangeness of the wave:
[Kovacs] we saw a wave, immense and uncanny, set fast in the sky
[Grene] we saw a wave appear, a miracle wave, lifting its crest to the sky 
Kovacs uses "uncanny" to capture the sense of the wave, the very incarnation of motion, fixed in space; Grene offers a "miracle wave" still in motion, rising to the sky.

The messenger calls the wave ἱερὸν, which has the sense of "filled with divine power" - and he says the wave "stood fixed in heaven"-- οὐρανῷ στηρίζον. 

 στηρίζον carries the sense of something set in place to stay, propped, fixed fast.

A wave standing still in the sky arguably offers something we could imagine to be filled with divine power, and this strangeness, this oxymoronic unwaving wave, betokens something qualifying as "uncanny."

Note that the messenger names two causes of the fear felt by the attendants of Hippolytus -- the thunderous sound coming from the Earth, and the wave fixed above the otherwise tumultuous sea. He goes on to describe how this vast wave "steals," i.e., obstructs their view of the usual horizon -- "Sciron's coast, the Isthmus, and Aesclepius' cliff."

We'll take up the rest of the messenger's account next, but a look at the map suggests that anything blotting out Sciron's coast, the Isthmus and the cliff of Aesclepius (in Megara) had to be pretty big. Big enough to usurp the entire horizon.

Sciron beaten by Theseus