Euripides, Medea, Johann Jakob Christian Donner (Translator), 357

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Weh, daß dich das grause Verhängniß traf!
360

Wo flichest du hin? Welch gastlicher Port,

Welch Haus, welch Land wird, Leidende, dir

Rettend sich aufthun?

Wohl hat dich ein Gott, o Medeia, gestürzt

Hülflos in die Wogen des Unheils.
365

Medeia.

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

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German (J. J. C. Donner, 1841; OCR review) (OCR draft) (German) (Euripides. Deutsch in den Versmaßen der Urschrift. Volume 1, Heidelberg: C. F. Winter, 1841. 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)

Μήδεια Perseus (Euripides. Euripidis Fabulae, Vol. I. Murray, Gilbert, editor. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1902.) — 410-445 focus

Χορός

ἄνω ποταμῶν ἱερῶν χωροῦσι παγαί,
410

καὶ δίκα καὶ πάντα πάλιν στρέφεται.

ἀνδράσι μὲν δόλιαι βουλαί, θεῶν δ’

οὐκέτι πίστις ἄραρε·

τὰν δ’ ἐμὰν εὔκλειαν ἔχειν βιοτὰν στρέψουσι φᾶμαι·
415

ἔρχεται τιμὰ γυναικείῳ γένει·

οὐκέτι δυσκέλαδος φάμα γυναῖκας ἕξει.
420

421

Χορός

μοῦσαι δὲ παλαιγενέων λήξουσ’ ἀοιδῶν

τὰν ἐμὰν ὑμνεῦσαι ἀπιστοσύναν.

οὐ γὰρ ἐν ἁμετέρᾳ γνώμᾳ λύρας

ὤπασε θέσπιν ἀοιδὰν
425

Φοῖβος, ἀγήτωρ μελέων· ἐπεὶ ἀντάχησ’ ἂν ὕμνον

ἀρσένων γέννᾳ. μακρὸς δ’ αἰὼν ἔχει

πολλὰ μὲν ἁμετέραν ἀνδρῶν τε μοῖραν εἰπεῖν.
430

431

Χορός

σὺ δ’ ἐκ μὲν οἴκων πατρίων ἔπλευσας

μαινομένᾳ κραδίᾳ, διδύμους ὁρίσασα πόντου

πέτρας· ἐπὶ δὲ ξένᾳ

ναίεις χθονί, τᾶς ἀνάνδρου
435

κοίτας ὀλέσασα λέκτρον,

τάλαινα, φυγὰς δὲ χώρας

ἄτιμος ἐλαύνῃ.

439

Χορός

βέβακε δ’ ὅρκων χάρις, οὐδ’ ἔτ’ αἰδὼς

Ἑλλάδι τᾷ μεγάλᾳ μένει, αἰθερία δ’ ἀνέπτα.
440

σοὶ δ’ οὔτε πατρὸς δόμοι,

δύστανε, μεθορμίσασθαι

μόχθων πάρα, τῶν τε λέκτρων

ἄλλα βασίλεια κρείσσων

δόμοισιν ἐπέστα.
445

Translations (2)

Medea Perseus (Euripides. The Plays of Euripides, Vol. I. Coleridge, Edward P., translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1906.) — 410-445 focus

Chorus

Back to their source the holy rivers turn their tide. Order and the universe are being reversed. ’Tis men whose counsels are treacherous, whose oath by heaven is no longer sure.
410

Rumour shall bring a change o’er my life, bringing it into good repute. Honour’s dawn is breaking for woman’s sex;
415

no more shall the foul tongue of slander fix upon us.
420

421

Chorus

The songs of the poets of old shall cease to make our faithlessness their theme. Phoebus, lord of minstrelsy, hath not implanted in our mind

the gift of heavenly song, else had I sung an answering strain to the race of males, for time’s long chapter affords
425

many a theme on their sex as well as ours.
430

431

Chorus

With mind distraught didst thou thy father’s house desert on thy voyage betwixt ocean’s twin rocks, and on a foreign

strand thou dwellest, thy bed left husbandless, poor lady and thou an exile from the land, dishonoured, persecuted.
435

439

Chorus

Gone is the grace that oaths once had. Through all the breadth

of Hellas honour is found no more; to heaven hath it sped away. For thee no father’s house is open, woe is thee! to be a haven from the troublous storm, while o’er thy home is set another queen, the bride that is
440

preferred to thee.
445

Medea (OCR draft) Experimental (Medea. Robert Potter's English verse translation, first published in 1781–1783; text from the 1808 Oxford printing.)

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Euripides Medea 357

Johann Jakob Christian Donner (Translator)

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Weh, daß dich das grause Verhängniß traf!
360

Wo flichest du hin? Welch gastlicher Port,

Welch Haus, welch Land wird, Leidende, dir

Rettend sich aufthun?

Wohl hat dich ein Gott, o Medeia, gestürzt

Hülflos in die Wogen des Unheils.
365

Medeia.

Current edition Experimental

Chorus

With mind distraught didst thou thy father’s house desert on thy voyage betwixt ocean’s twin rocks, and on a foreign

strand thou dwellest, thy bed left husbandless, poor lady and thou an exile from the land, dishonoured, persecuted.
435

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Weh, daß dich das grause Verhängniß traf! 360 Wo flichest du hin? Welch gastlicher Port, Welch Haus, welch Land wird, Leidende, dir Rettend sich aufthun? Wohl hat dich ein Gott, o Medeia, gestürzt Hülflos in die Wogen des Unheils. 365

Medeia.

Current edition Experimental

Chorus With mind distraught didst thou thy father’s house desert on thy voyage betwixt ocean’s twin rocks, and on a foreign strand thou dwellest, thy bed left husbandless, poor lady and thou an exile from the land, dishonoured, persecuted. 435

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Weh, daß dich das grause Verhängniß traf!
360

Wo flichest du hin? Welch gastlicher Port,

Welch Haus, welch Land wird, Leidende, dir

Rettend sich aufthun?

Wohl hat dich ein Gott, o Medeia, gestürzt

Hülflos in die Wogen des Unheils.
365

Chorus

With mind distraught didst thou thy father’s house desert on thy voyage betwixt ocean’s twin rocks, and on a foreign

strand thou dwellest, thy bed left husbandless, poor lady and thou an exile from the land, dishonoured, persecuted.
435