Sophocles Trachiniae 125

ed. Lewis Campbell

πᾶσι κυκλοῦσιν, οἷον ἄρκτου στροφάδες κέλευθοι.
125

Trachiniae. Sophocles. ed. Lewis Campbell. Oxford. 1879.

Current edition Experimental

Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) (Greek) (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879))

Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.

Editions (1)
Greek (F. Storr, 1912) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. Storr, 1912)) — 141-204 focus
Translations (5)
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 125 focus
CH
Yet to have erred unwittingly abates
The fire of wrath; and thou art in this case.
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 122 focus
Darum sez' ich ein freundlich
Tadelndes Wort dir entgegen,
Sage dir, besserer Tage
Hoffnungen darfst du mir nicht
120
Verschmäh'n. Das Glück ohne den Schmerz
Wandt' auch der allherrschende Sohn
Des Kronos nie Sterblichen zu.
Freuden und Leid, wie über uns
Ewig am Himmel Arktos kreist, 1
125
Kreisen sie über Allen.
Schlußgesang.
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 125 focus
Chorus
Indeed !
890
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 125 focus
Deianira
The stranger to affliction thus may speak;
But not the wretch who shares the dreadful ill.
730
English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 141-495 focus

Commentary

Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) (Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) focus

94-140. mvp-comment-81-1 Parodos. Where in the wide world is Heracles, reposing in what continent, or by what narrow sea? Tell us, bright, all-beholding Sun! For our Deianira, for whose hand he fought, wears out her soul in thinking of him on her lonely couch; so ceaseless are the toils that crowd upon him like stormy billows. But God hath hitherto protected him; wherefore let not hope weary, O my queen. No life is without pain, but, by Divine ordinance, grief succeeds to joy and joy to grief. Remember this and hope the best. Zeus cannot leave his offspring to destruction.' The metre beginning with an iambic rhythm passes quickly into dactylo-trochaic, changing again in the epode to iambo-trochaic (with occasional syncope), then to pure iambics, ending with a bacchius followed by three trochees.