Envoys from Alexandria

For centuries they hadn’t seen gifts at Delphi as wonderful as those sent by the two brothers, the rival Ptolemaic kings. But now that they have them, the priests are nervous about the oracle. They’ll need all their experience to decide how to express it tactfully, which of the two— of two brothers like these—will have to be offended. And so they meet secretly at night to discuss the family affairs of the Lagids. But suddenly the envoys are back. They’re taking their leave. Returning to Alexandria, they say. And they don’t ask for an oracle at all. The priests are delighted to hear it (they’re to keep the marvelous gifts, that goes without saying) but they’re also completely bewildered, having no idea what this sudden indifference means. They do not know that yesterday the envoys heard serious news: the “oracle” was pronounced in Rome; the partition was decided there.
Reprinted from C.P. CAVAFY: Collected Poems Revised Edition, translated by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard, edited by George Savidis. Translation copyright © 1975, 1992 by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard. Princeton University Press. For reuse of these translations, please contact Princeton University Press.
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