Der Chor.
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Der Knabe.
The Suppliant Maidens. Euripides. Johann Jakob Christian Donner (Translator). . .
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Ἱκέτιδες Perseus (Euripides. Euripidis Fabulae, Vol. II. Murray, Gilbert, editor. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1913. (Reprinted 1921-1962)) — 1114-1164 focus
Χορός
— ἰὼ
ἰώ·
τάδε δὴ παίδων
καὶ δὴ φθιμένων
ὀστᾶ φέρεται. λάβετʼ, ἀμφίπολοι,
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γραίας ἀμενοῦς — οὐ γὰρ ἔνεστιν
ῥώμη παίδων ὑπὸ πένθους —
πολλοῦ τε χρόνου ζώσης μέτρα δὴ
καταλειβομένης τʼ ἄλγεσι πολλοῖς.
τί γὰρ ἂν μεῖζον τοῦδʼ ἔτι θνητοῖς
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πάθος ἐξεύροις
ἢ τέκνα θανόντʼ ἐσιδέσθαι;
— ἰὼ
ἰώ·
τάδε δὴ παίδων
καὶ δὴ φθιμένων
ὀστᾶ φέρεται. λάβετʼ, ἀμφίπολοι,
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γραίας ἀμενοῦς — οὐ γὰρ ἔνεστιν
ῥώμη παίδων ὑπὸ πένθους —
πολλοῦ τε χρόνου ζώσης μέτρα δὴ
καταλειβομένης τʼ ἄλγεσι πολλοῖς.
τί γὰρ ἂν μεῖζον τοῦδʼ ἔτι θνητοῖς
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πάθος ἐξεύροις
ἢ τέκνα θανόντʼ ἐσιδέσθαι;
Παῖδες
— φέρω φέρω,
τάλαινα μᾶτερ, ἐκ πυρὸς πατρὸς μέλη,
βάρος μὲν οὐκ ἀβριθὲς ἀλγέων ὕπερ,
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ἐν δʼ ὀλίγῳ τἀμὰ πάντα συνθείς.
— φέρω φέρω,
τάλαινα μᾶτερ, ἐκ πυρὸς πατρὸς μέλη,
βάρος μὲν οὐκ ἀβριθὲς ἀλγέων ὕπερ,
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ἐν δʼ ὀλίγῳ τἀμὰ πάντα συνθείς.
Χορός
— ἰὼ ἰώ,
πᾶ φέρεις δάκρυα φίλᾳ
ματρὶ τῶν ὀλωλότων;
σποδοῦ τε πλῆθος ὀλίγον ἀντὶ σωμάτων
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εὐδοκίμων δήποτʼ ἐν Μυκήναις;
— ἰὼ ἰώ,
πᾶ φέρεις δάκρυα φίλᾳ
ματρὶ τῶν ὀλωλότων;
σποδοῦ τε πλῆθος ὀλίγον ἀντὶ σωμάτων
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εὐδοκίμων δήποτʼ ἐν Μυκήναις;
Παῖδες
— ἄπαις, ἄπαις·
ἐγὼ δʼ ἔρημος ἀθλίου πατρὸς τάλας
ἔρημον οἶκον ὀρφανεύσομαι λαβών,
οὐ πατρὸς ἐν χερσὶ τοῦ τεκόντος.
— ἄπαις, ἄπαις·
ἐγὼ δʼ ἔρημος ἀθλίου πατρὸς τάλας
ἔρημον οἶκον ὀρφανεύσομαι λαβών,
οὐ πατρὸς ἐν χερσὶ τοῦ τεκόντος.
Χορός
— ἰὼ ἰώ·
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ποῦ δὲ πόνος ἐμῶν τέκνων,
ποῦ λοχευμάτων χάρις;
τροφαί τε ματρὸς ἄυπνά τʼ ὀμμάτων τέλη,
καὶ φίλιαι προσβολαὶ προσώπων;
— ἰὼ ἰώ·
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ποῦ δὲ πόνος ἐμῶν τέκνων,
ποῦ λοχευμάτων χάρις;
τροφαί τε ματρὸς ἄυπνά τʼ ὀμμάτων τέλη,
καὶ φίλιαι προσβολαὶ προσώπων;
Παῖδες
— βεβᾶσιν, οὐκέτʼ εἰσίν· οἴμοι πάτερ·
βεβᾶσιν.
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— βεβᾶσιν, οὐκέτʼ εἰσίν· οἴμοι πάτερ·
βεβᾶσιν.
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Χορός
αἰθὴρ ἔχει νιν ἤδη,
πυρὸς τετακότας σποδῷ·
ποτανοὶ δʼ ἤνυσαν τὸν Ἅιδαν.
αἰθὴρ ἔχει νιν ἤδη,
πυρὸς τετακότας σποδῷ·
ποτανοὶ δʼ ἤνυσαν τὸν Ἅιδαν.
Παῖδες
— πάτερ, μῶν σῶν κλύεις τέκνων γόους;
ἆρʼ ἀσπιδοῦχος ἔτι ποτʼ ἀντιτάσσομαι
σὸν φόνον — εἰ γὰρ γένοιτο — τεκνῶν;
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— πάτερ, μῶν σῶν κλύεις τέκνων γόους;
ἆρʼ ἀσπιδοῦχος ἔτι ποτʼ ἀντιτάσσομαι
σὸν φόνον — εἰ γὰρ γένοιτο — τεκνῶν;
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Παῖδες
— ἔτʼ ἂν θεοῦ θέλοντος ἔλθοι δίκα
πατρῷος·
— ἔτʼ ἂν θεοῦ θέλοντος ἔλθοι δίκα
πατρῷος·
Χορός
οὔπω κακὸν τόδʼ εὕδει.
αἰαῖ γόων· ἅλις τύχας,
ἅλις δʼ ἀλγέων ἐμοὶ πάρεστι.
οὔπω κακὸν τόδʼ εὕδει.
αἰαῖ γόων· ἅλις τύχας,
ἅλις δʼ ἀλγέων ἐμοὶ πάρεστι.
Παῖδες
— ἔτʼ Ἀσωποῦ με δέξεται γάνος
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χαλκέοις ἐν ὅπλοις Δαναϊδῶν στρατηλάταν,
τοῦ φθιμένου πατρὸς ἐκδικαστάν.
— ἔτʼ Ἀσωποῦ με δέξεται γάνος
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χαλκέοις ἐν ὅπλοις Δαναϊδῶν στρατηλάταν,
τοῦ φθιμένου πατρὸς ἐκδικαστάν.
Παῖδες
— ἔτʼ εἰσορᾶν σε, πάτερ, ἐπʼ ὀμμάτων δοκῶ
— ἔτʼ εἰσορᾶν σε, πάτερ, ἐπʼ ὀμμάτων δοκῶ
Χορός
— φίλον φίλημα παρὰ γένυν τιθέντα σόν.
— φίλον φίλημα παρὰ γένυν τιθέντα σόν.
Παῖδες
— λόγων δὲ παρακέλευσμα σῶν
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ἀέρι φερόμενον οἴχεται.
— λόγων δὲ παρακέλευσμα σῶν
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ἀέρι φερόμενον οἴχεται.
Χορός
— δυοῖν δʼ ἄχη, ματρί τʼ ἔλιπεν —
σέ τʼ οὔποτʼ ἄλγη πατρῷα λείψει.
— δυοῖν δʼ ἄχη, ματρί τʼ ἔλιπεν —
σέ τʼ οὔποτʼ ἄλγη πατρῷα λείψει.
Παῖδες
— ἔχω τοσόνδε βάρος ὅσον μʼ ἀπώλεσεν.
— ἔχω τοσόνδε βάρος ὅσον μʼ ἀπώλεσεν.
Χορός
— φέρʼ, ἀμφὶ μαστὸν ὑποβάλω
φίλαν σποδόν.
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— φέρʼ, ἀμφὶ μαστὸν ὑποβάλω
φίλαν σποδόν.
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Παῖδες
— ἔκλαυσα τόδε κλύων ἔπος
στυγνότατον· ἔθιγέ μου φρενῶν.
— ἔκλαυσα τόδε κλύων ἔπος
στυγνότατον· ἔθιγέ μου φρενῶν.
Χορός
— ὦ τέκνον, ἔβας· οὐκέτι φίλον
φίλας ἄγαλμʼ ὄψομαί σε ματρός.
— ὦ τέκνον, ἔβας· οὐκέτι φίλον
φίλας ἄγαλμʼ ὄψομαί σε ματρός.
Translations (2)
The Suppliants Perseus (Euripides. The Plays of Euripides, Vol. I. Coleridge, Edward P., translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1906.) — 1114-1163 focus
Chorus
Woe, woe! Behold your dead sons’
bones are brought hither; take them, servants of your weak old mistress, for in me is no strength left by reason of my mourning for my sons; time’s comrade long have I been, and many a tear for many a sorrow have I shed.
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For what sharper pang wilt thou ever find for mortals than the sight of children dead?
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Woe, woe! Behold your dead sons’
bones are brought hither; take them, servants of your weak old mistress, for in me is no strength left by reason of my mourning for my sons; time’s comrade long have I been, and many a tear for many a sorrow have I shed.
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For what sharper pang wilt thou ever find for mortals than the sight of children dead?
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Children
Poor mother mine, behold I bring my father’s bones gathered from the fire,
a burden grief has rendered heavy, though this tiny urn contains my all.
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Poor mother mine, behold I bring my father’s bones gathered from the fire,
a burden grief has rendered heavy, though this tiny urn contains my all.
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Chorus
Ah me! ah me! Why bear thy tearful load to the fond mother of the dead,
a handful of ashes in the stead of those who erst were men of mark in Mycenae?
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Ah me! ah me! Why bear thy tearful load to the fond mother of the dead,
a handful of ashes in the stead of those who erst were men of mark in Mycenae?
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Children
Woe worth the hour! woe worth the day! Reft of my hapless sire, a wretched orphan shall I inherit a desolate house, torn from my father’s arms.
Woe worth the hour! woe worth the day! Reft of my hapless sire, a wretched orphan shall I inherit a desolate house, torn from my father’s arms.
Chorus
Woe is thee! Where is now the toil I spent upon my sons? what thank have I for nightly watch? Where the mother’s nursing care? the sleepless vigils mine eyes have kept? the loving kiss upon my children’s brow?
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Woe is thee! Where is now the toil I spent upon my sons? what thank have I for nightly watch? Where the mother’s nursing care? the sleepless vigils mine eyes have kept? the loving kiss upon my children’s brow?
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Children
Thy sons are dead and gone. Poor mother!
dead and gone; the boundless air now wraps them round.
1
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Thy sons are dead and gone. Poor mother!
dead and gone; the boundless air now wraps them round.
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Chorus
Turned to ashes by the flame, they have winged their flight to Hades.
2
Turned to ashes by the flame, they have winged their flight to Hades.
2
Children
Father, thou hearest thy children’s lamentation; say, shall I e’er, as warrior dight, avenge thy slaughter?
Father, thou hearest thy children’s lamentation; say, shall I e’er, as warrior dight, avenge thy slaughter?
Chorus
God grant it, O my child!
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God grant it, O my child!
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Children
Some day, if god so will, shall the avenging of my father be my task; not yet this sorrow sleeps.
Some day, if god so will, shall the avenging of my father be my task; not yet this sorrow sleeps.
Chorus
Alas! Fortune’s sorrows are enough for me, I have troubles and to spare already.
Alas! Fortune’s sorrows are enough for me, I have troubles and to spare already.
Children
Shall Asopus’ laughing tide ever reflect my brazen arms as I lead on my Argive troops?
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Shall Asopus’ laughing tide ever reflect my brazen arms as I lead on my Argive troops?
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Chorus
To avenge thy fallen sire.
To avenge thy fallen sire.
Children
Methinks I see thee still before my eyes, my father—
Methinks I see thee still before my eyes, my father—
Chorus
Printing a loving kiss upon thy cheek.
Printing a loving kiss upon thy cheek.
Children
But thy words of exhortation are borne on the winds away.
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But thy words of exhortation are borne on the winds away.
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Chorus
Two mourners hath he left behind, thy mother and thee, bequeathing to thee an endless legacy of grief for thy father.
Two mourners hath he left behind, thy mother and thee, bequeathing to thee an endless legacy of grief for thy father.
Children
The weight of grief I have to bear hath crushed me utterly.
The weight of grief I have to bear hath crushed me utterly.
Chorus
Come, let me clasp the ashes of my son to my bosom.
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Come, let me clasp the ashes of my son to my bosom.
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Children
I weep to hear that piteous word; it stabs me to the heart.
I weep to hear that piteous word; it stabs me to the heart.
Chorus
My child, thou art undone; no more shall I behold thee, thy own fond mother’s treasure.
My child, thou art undone; no more shall I behold thee, thy own fond mother’s treasure.
The Supplicants (OCR draft) Experimental (The Supplicants. Robert Potter's English verse translation, first published in 1781–1783; text from the 1808 Oxford printing.)
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Notes on the current edition
The Suppliant Maidens
1.
[OCR note; compare the printed page.]
Ε. ἐκέτ' εἰσί σοι, μῆτερ, τέκνα, βεβᾶσιν.
Compare printed p. 308
2.
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Ε. πάτερ, σὺ μέντοι σῶν κλύεις τέκνων γόυς.
Compare printed p. 308