§1Μίκυλλος
ἀλλὰ σέ, κάκιστε ἀλεκτρυών, ὁ Ζεὺς αὐτὸς ἐπιτρίψειε φθονερὸν οὕτω καὶ ὀξύφωνον ὄντα, ὅς με πλουτοῦντα καὶ ἡδίστῳ ὀνείρῳ συνόντα καὶ θαυμαστὴν εὐδαιμονίαν εὐδαιμονοῦντα διάτορόν τι καὶ γεγωνὸς ἀναβοήσας ἐπήγειρας, ὡς μηδὲ νύκτωρ γοῦν τὴν πολὺ σοῦ μιαρωτέραν πενίαν διαφύγοιμι.
Micyllus But as for you, most wicked cock, may Zeus himself utterly destroy you for being so envious and shrill-voiced; you who, when I was rich and enjoying a most sweet dream and experiencing a wonderful happiness, woke me up by crying out with a piercing and loud voice, so that not even by night at least could I escape my poverty, which is far more abominable than you.
καίτοι εἴ γε χρὴ τεκμαίρεσθαι τῇ τε ἡσυχίᾳ πολλῇ ἔτι οὔσῃ καὶ τῷ κρύει μηδέπω με τὸ ὄρθριον ὥσπερ εἴωθεν ἀποπηγνύντι — γνώμων γὰρ οὗτος ἀψευδέστατός μοι προσελαυνούσης ἡμέρας — οὐδέπω μέσαι νύκτες εἰσίν, ὁ δὲ ἄϋπνος οὗτος ὥσπερ τὸ χρυσοῦν ἐκεῖνο κώδιον φυλάττων ἀφʼ ἑσπέρας εὐθὺς ἤδη κέκραγεν, ἀλλʼ οὔτι χαίρων γε·
And yet, if indeed one must judge by the great silence still remaining and by the cold not yet freezing me in the morning fashion as it is wont—for this is my truest indicator of the approaching day—it is not yet midnight; but this sleepless fellow, as if guarding that famous golden fleece, has already been crying out straight from evening, though certainly not with impunity.
ἀμυνοῦμαι γὰρ ἀμέλει σε, ἢν μόνον ἡμέρα γένηται, συντρίβων τῇ βακτηρίᾳ· νῦν δέ μοι πράγματα παρέξεις μεταπηδῶν ἐν τῷ σκότῳ.
For I will surely punish you, if only day comes, crushing you with my staff; but for now, you will cause me trouble if I jump around in the dark.
Ἀλεκτρυών
Μίκυλλε δέσποτα, ᾤμην τι χαριεῖσθαί σοι φθάνων τῆς νυκτὸς ὁπόσον δυναίμην, ὡς ἔχοις ὀρθρευόμενος προανύειν τὰ πολλὰ τῶν ἔργων· εἰ γοῦν πρὶν ἀνατεῖλαι ἥλιον μίαν κρηπῖδα ἐξεργάσαιο, πρὸ ὁδοῦ ἔσῃ τοῦτο ἐς τὰ ἄλφιτα πεπονηκώς.
Cock Master Micyllus, I thought I would do you a favor by anticipating the night as much as I could, so that, rising early, you might get a head start on most of your work; if at least, before the sun rises, you should complete one sole of a shoe, you will be well on your way, having labored this much towards your bread.
εἰ δέ σοι καθεύδειν ἥδιον, ἐγὼ μὲν ἡσυχάσομαί σοι καὶ πολὺ ἀφωνότερος ἔσομαι τῶν ἰχθύων, σὺ δὲ ὅρα ὅπως μὴ ὄναρ πλουτῶν λιμώττῃς ἀνεγρόμενος.
But if sleeping is sweeter to you, I indeed will keep quiet for you and will be far more silent than fish; but you watch out lest, being rich in a dream, you starve when you wake up.
§2Μίκυλλος
ὦ Ζεῦ τεράστιε καὶ Ἡράκλεις ἀλεξίκακε, τί τὸ κακὸν τοῦτό ἐστιν;
Micyllus O Zeus of portents and Heracles averter of evil, what is this plague?
ἀνθρωπίνως ἐλάλησεν ὁ ἀλεκτρυών.
The cock spoke like a human!
Ἀλεκτρυών
εἶτά σοι τέρας εἶναι δοκεῖ τὸ τοιοῦτον, εἰ ὁμόφωνος ὑμῖν εἰμι;
Cock And does it seem to you to be a portent, if I speak with the same voice as you?
Μίκυλλος
πῶς γὰρ οὐ τέρας;
Micyllus How could it not be a portent?
ἀλλʼ ἀποτρέποιτε, ὦ θεοί, τὸ δεινὸν ἀφʼ ἡμῶν.
But, O gods, turn away the dread thing from us!
Ἀλεκτρυών
σύ μοι δοκεῖς, ὦ Μίκυλλε, κομιδῇ ἀπαίδευτος εἶναι μηδὲ ἀνεγνωκέναι τὰ Ὁμήρου ποιήματα, ἐν οἷς καὶ ὁ τοῦ Ἀχιλλέως ἵππος ὁ Ξάνθος μακρὰ χαίρειν φράσας τῷ χρεμετίζειν ἕστηκεν ἐν μέσῳ τῷ πολέμῳ διαλεγόμενος, ἔπη ὅλα ῥαψῳδῶν, οὐχ ὥσπερ ἐγὼ νῦν ἄνευ τῶν μέτρων.
Cock You seem to me, Micyllus, to be completely uneducated and not to have read the poems of Homer, in which even Achilles' horse, Xanthus, bidding a long farewell to neighing, stands in the midst of war conversing, reciting whole epic verses, not like me now without meters.
ἀλλὰ καὶ ἐμαντεύετο ἐκεῖνος καὶ τὰ μέλλοντα προεθέσπιζε καὶ οὐδέν τι παράδοξον ἐδόκει ποιεῖν, οὐδὲ ὁ ἀκούων ἐπεκαλεῖτο ὥσπερ σὺ τὸν ἀλεξίκακον, ἀποτρόπαιον ἡγούμενος τὸ ἄκουσμα.
But he also prophesied and foretold the future, and did not seem to do anything paradoxical, nor did the one who heard him call upon the averter of evil as you do, thinking the thing heard to be an ill omen.
καίτοι τί ἂν ἐποίησας, εἴ σοι ἡ τῆς Ἀργοῦς τρόπις ἐλάλησεν ὥσπερ ποτέ, ἢ ἡ φηγὸς ἐν Δωδώνῃ αὐτόφωνος ἐμαντεύσατο, ἢ εἰ βύρσας εἶδες ἑρπούσας καὶ βοῶν κρέα μυκώμενα ἡμίοπτα περιπεπαρμένα τοῖς ὀβελοῖς;
And yet, what would you have done if the keel of the Argo had spoken to you, as it once did, or the oak in Dodona had prophesied with its own voice, or if you had seen hides crawling and the meat of oxen lowing, half-roasted and pierced on the spits?
ἐγὼ δὲ Ἑρμοῦ πάρεδρος ὢν λαλιστάτου καὶ λογιωτάτου θεῶν ἁπάντων καὶ τὰ ἄλλα ὁμοδίαιτος ὑμῖν καὶ σύντροφος οὐ χαλεπῶς ἔμελλον ἐκμαθήσεσθαι τὴν ἀνθρωπίνην φωνήν.
But I, being an attendant of Hermes, the most talkative and eloquent of all gods, and in other respects sharing your way of life and being your companion, was not likely to find it difficult to learn human speech.
εἰ δὲ ἐχεμυθήσειν ὑπόσχοιό μοι, οὐκ ἂν ὀκνήσαιμί σοι τὴν ἀληθεστέραν αἰτίαν εἰπεῖν τῆς πρὸς ὑμᾶς ὁμοφωνίας καὶ ὅθεν ὑπάρχει μοι οὕτω λαλεῖν.
But if you would promise to keep it a secret, I would not hesitate to tell you the truer cause of my sharing your speech and whence it is possible for me to speak thus.
§3Μίκυλλος
ἀλλὰ μὴ ὄνειρος καὶ ταῦτά ἐστιν, ἀλεκτρυὼν οὕτω πρὸς ἐμὲ διαλεγόμενος;
Micyllus But is this also not a dream, a cock thus conversing with me?
εἰπὲ δʼ οὖν πρὸς τοῦ Ἑρμοῦ, ὦ βέλτιστε, ὅ τι καὶ ἄλλο σοι τῆς φωνῆς αἴτιον.
Tell me then, by Hermes, my good friend, whatever other cause you have for your speech.
ὡς δὲ σιωπήσομαι καὶ πρὸς οὐδένα ἐρῶ, τι σε χρὴ δεδιέναι;
And as for my keeping silent and telling no one, why should you fear?
τίς γὰρ ἂν πιστεύσειέ μοι, εἴ τι διηγοίμην ὡς ἀλεκτρυόνος αὐτὸ εἰπόντος ἀκηκοώς;
For who would believe me if I were to tell any story on the ground that I had heard it from a cock speaking it?
Ἀλεκτρυών
ἄκουε τοίνυν παραδοξότατόν σοι εὖ οἶδʼ ὅτι λόγον, ὦ Μίκυλλε· οὑτοσὶ γὰρ ὁ νῦν σοι ἀλεκτρυὼν φαινόμενος οὐ πρὸ πολλοῦ ἄνθρωπος ἦν.
Cock Listen then to what I know well will be a most paradoxical story to you, Micyllus: for this very cock that now appears to you was not long ago a human being.
Μίκυλλος
ἤκουσά τι καὶ πάλαι τοιοῦτον ἀμέλει περὶ ὑμῶν ὡς Ἀλεκτρυών τις νεανίσκος φίλος γένοιτο τῷ Ἄρει καὶ συμπίνοι τῷ θεῷ καὶ συγκωμάζοι καὶ κοινωνοίη τῶν ἐρωτικῶν·
Micyllus Indeed, I heard some such story long ago about you all, that a certain youth named Alectryon became a friend to Ares, and drank with the god, went reveling with him, and shared in his love affairs.
εἴποτε γοῦν ἀπίοι παρὰ τὴν Ἀφροδίτην μοιχεύσων ὁ Ἄρης, ἐπάγεσθαι καὶ τὸν Ἀλεκτρυόνα, καὶ ἐπειδήπερ τὸν Ἥλιον μάλιστα ὑφεωρᾶτο, μὴ κατιδὼν ἐξείποι πρὸς τὸν Ἥφαιστον, ἔξω πρὸς ταῖς θύραις ἀπολείπειν ἀεὶ τὸν νεανίσκον μηνύσοντα ὁπότε ἀνίσχοι ὁ Ἥλιος.
At any rate, whenever Ares went to Aphrodite to commit adultery, he would bring Alectryon along, and since he was especially suspicious of Helios, lest he see them and tell Hephaestus, he would always leave the youth outside by the doors to signal when Helios rose.
εἶτά ποτε κατακοιμηθῆναι τὸν Ἀλεκτρυόνα καὶ προδοῦναι τὴν φρουρὰν ἄκοντα, τὸν δὲ Ἥλιον λαθόντα ἐπιστῆναι τῇ Ἀφροδίτῃ καὶ τῷ Ἄρει ἀφρόντιδι ἀναπαυομένῳ διὰ τὸ πιστεύειν τὸν Ἀλεκτρυόνα μηνῦσαι ἄν, εἴ τις ἐπίοι·
Then once Alectryon fell asleep and betrayed his watch against his will, and Helios secretly came upon Aphrodite and Ares while they were resting carelessly because they trusted that Alectryon would signal if anyone approached.
καὶ οὕτω τὸν Ἥφαιστον παρʼ Ἡλίου μαθόντα συλλαβεῖν αὐτοὺς περιβαλόντα καὶ σαγηνεύσαντα τοῖς δεσμοῖς ἃ πάλαι μεμηχάνητο ἐπʼ αὐτούς·
And thus Hephaestus, having learned from Helios, captured them, casting around and netting them with the bonds which he had long ago devised against them.
ἀφεθέντα δὲ ὡς ἀφείθη τὸν Ἄρη ἀγανακτῆσαι κατὰ τοῦ Ἀλεκτρυόνος καὶ μεταβαλεῖν αὐτὸν εἰς τουτὶ τὸ ὄρνεον αὐτοῖς ὅπλοις, ὡς ἔτι τοῦ κράνους τὸν λόφον ἔχειν ἐπὶ τῇ κεφαλῇ.
And when Ares was released, as he was, he was furious with Alectryon and turned him into this very bird with his armor itself, so that he still has the crest of his helmet on his head.
διὰ τοῦτο ὑμᾶς ἀπολογουμένους τῷ Ἄρει ὅτʼ οὐδὲν ὄφελος, ἐπειδὰν αἴσθησθε ἀνελευσόμενον τὸν ἥλιον, πρὸ πολλοῦ βοᾶν ἐπισημαινομένους τὴν ἀνατολὴν αὐτοῦ.
Because of this, though it is of no use, by way of making amends to Ares, whenever you perceive that the sun is about to rise, you cry out long beforehand, signaling his rising.