Euripides, Cyclops, Johann Jakob Christian Donner (Translator), 495

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O Beglückter, der mit Jubeln

An dem holden Quell der Trauben,

Zu dem Festgelag sich ausstreckt,

Den Geliebten froh im Arm hålt,
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Und im Lager hålt die Traute,

Die Geliebt' am blonden Haupthaar,

Und von Del duftend die Locken,

An der Thür' harrt und hineinrust: „Wer macht auf?"

(der aus der Höhle herausgetreten). Erste Gegenstrophe.

Der Kyklop

Cyclops. Euripides. Johann Jakob Christian Donner (Translator). . .

Current edition Experimental

German (J. J. C. Donner, 1845; OCR review) (OCR draft) (German) (Euripides. Deutsch in den Versmaßen der Urschrift. Volume 2, Heidelberg: C. F. Winter, 1845. Harvard OCR compared with an independent BSB copy. Native Donner verse citations, Murray reference cards, explicitly located notes and page facsimiles. Unresolved OCR, verse divisions, unlocated notes and printed errata are documented in the source review.)

Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.

Editions (1)

Κύκλωψ Perseus (Euripides. Euripidis Fabulae, Vol. I. Murray, Gilbert, editor. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1902.) — 483-518 focus

Χορός

ἄγε, τίς πρῶτος, τίς δ’ ἐπὶ πρώτῳ

ταχθεὶς δαλοῦ κώπην ὀχμάσας

Κύκλωπος ἔσω βλεφάρων ὤσας
485

λαμπρὰν ὄψιν διακναίσει;

(ᾠδὴ ἔνδοθεν)¹

σίγα σίγα. καὶ δὴ μεθύων

ἄχαριν κέλαδον μουσιζόμενος

σκαιὸς ἀπῳδὸς καὶ κλαυσόμενος
490

χωρεῖ πετρίνων ἔξω μελάθρων

φέρε νιν κώμοις παιδεύσωμεν

τὸν ἀπαίδευτον·

πάντως μέλλει τυφλὸς εἶναι.

495

Ημιχ. Χορός

μάκαρ ὅστις εὐιάζει
495

βοτρύων φίλαισι πηγαῖς

ἐπὶ κῶμον ἐκπετασθείς,

φίλον ἄνδρ’ ὑπαγκαλίζων

ἐπὶ δεμνίοις τε ξανθὸν

χλιδανῆς ἔχων ἑταίρας
500

μυρόχριστος λιπαρὸν βό-

στρυχον, αὐδᾷ δέ· Θύραν τίς οἴξει μοι;

503

Κύκλωψ

παπαπᾶ· πλέως μὲν οἴνου,

γάνυμαι δὲ δαιτὸς ἥβῃ,

σκάφος ὁλκὰς ὣς γεμισθεὶς
505

ποτὶ σέλμα γαστρὸς ἄκρας.

ὑπάγει μ’ ὁ χόρτος εὔφρων

ἐπὶ κῶμον ἦρος ὥραις

ἐπὶ Κύκλωπας ἀδελφούς.

φέρε μοι, ξεῖνε, φέρ’, ἀσκὸν ἔνδος μοι.
510

511

Χορός

καλὸν ὄμμασιν δεδορκὼς

Καλὸς ἐκπερᾷ μελάθρων.

— παπαπᾶ· φιλεῖ τις ἡμᾶς.–-

λύχνα δ’ ἀμμένον δαΐα σὸν

χρόα χὡς τέρεινα νύμφα
515

δροσερῶν ἔσωθεν ἄντρων.

στεφάνων δ’ οὐ μία χροιὰ

περὶ σὸν κρᾶτα τάχ’ ἐξομιλήσει.

Translations (1)

The Cyclops Perseus (Euripides. The Plays of Euripides, Vol. II. Coleridge, Edward P., translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1891.) — 483-515 focus

First Half-Chorus

Come, who will be the first and who the next to him upon the list to grip the handle of the brand,

and, thrusting it into the Cyclops’ eye, gouge out the light thereof?
485

Second Half-Chorus

Hush! hush! Behold the drunkard leaves his rocky home, trolling loud some hideous lay,

a clumsy tuneless clown, whom tears await. Come, let us give this boor a lesson in revelry. Ere long will he be blind at any rate.
490

495

First Half-Chorus

Happy he who plays the Bacchanal amid the precious streams distilled from grapes, stretched at full length for a revel, his arm around the friend he loves,
495

and some fair dainty damsel on his couch, his hair perfumed with nard and glossy, the while he calls, Oh! who will ope the door for me?
500

503

Cyclops

Ha! ha! full of wine and merry with the feast’s good cheer¹ am I,

my hold freighted like a merchant-ship up to my belly’s very top. This turf graciously invites me to seek my brother Cyclopes for a revel in the spring-tide.
505

Come, stranger, bring the wine-skin hither and hand it over to me.
510

511

Second Half-Chorus

Forth from the house its fair lord comes, casting his fair glance round him. We have some one to befriend us.² A hostile brand is awaiting thee,

no tender bride in dewy grot. No single colour will those garlands have, that soon shall cling so close about thy brow.
515

Euripides Cyclops 495

Johann Jakob Christian Donner (Translator)

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Der Kyklop

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First Half-Chorus

Come, who will be the first and who the next to him upon the list to grip the handle of the brand,

and, thrusting it into the Cyclops’ eye, gouge out the light thereof?
485

Second Half-Chorus

Hush! hush! Behold the drunkard leaves his rocky home, trolling loud some hideous lay,

a clumsy tuneless clown, whom tears await. Come, let us give this boor a lesson in revelry. Ere long will he be blind at any rate.
490

Second Half-Chorus

Forth from the house its fair lord comes, casting his fair glance round him. We have some one to befriend us.² A hostile brand is awaiting thee,

no tender bride in dewy grot. No single colour will those garlands have, that soon shall cling so close about thy brow.
515

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Der Kyklop

Current edition Experimental

First Half-Chorus Come, who will be the first and who the next to him upon the list to grip the handle of the brand, and, thrusting it into the Cyclops’ eye, gouge out the light thereof? 485

Second Half-Chorus Hush! hush! Behold the drunkard leaves his rocky home, trolling loud some hideous lay, a clumsy tuneless clown, whom tears await. Come, let us give this boor a lesson in revelry. Ere long will he be blind at any rate. 490

Second Half-Chorus Forth from the house its fair lord comes, casting his fair glance round him. We have some one to befriend us. 2 A hostile brand is awaiting thee, no tender bride in dewy grot. No single colour will those garlands have, that soon shall cling so close about thy brow. 515

Stable identifiers

First Half-Chorus

Come, who will be the first and who the next to him upon the list to grip the handle of the brand,

and, thrusting it into the Cyclops’ eye, gouge out the light thereof?
485

Second Half-Chorus

Hush! hush! Behold the drunkard leaves his rocky home, trolling loud some hideous lay,

a clumsy tuneless clown, whom tears await. Come, let us give this boor a lesson in revelry. Ere long will he be blind at any rate.
490

Second Half-Chorus

Forth from the house its fair lord comes, casting his fair glance round him. We have some one to befriend us.² A hostile brand is awaiting thee,

no tender bride in dewy grot. No single colour will those garlands have, that soon shall cling so close about thy brow.
515