Sophocles Trachiniae 166

ed. Lewis Campbell

τότ᾽ ἢ θανεῖν χρείη σφε χρεῖ᾽ ἤσφε χρεῖ᾽ ἦσφε τῷδε τῷ χρόνῳ,

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

Current edition Experimental

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

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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)) — 166 focus
CH
1112
O Hellas, how I grieve for thy distress!
How thou wilt mourn in losing him we see!
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 180 focus
Ich bin der erste Bote, der von deiner Angst
Dich löst, o Deianeira; denn Alkmene's Sohn
175
Er lebt, und kommt als Sieger, und vom Kampfe bringt
Er unsers Landes Göttern hier die Erstlinge.
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 166 focus
Hercules
1143
Undone, Alcides !
1157
I die, my child ; there is no life for me.
vVlas ! I see it now ; I see my woes ;
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 166 focus
Attendant
1017
Have you repaid? O Jove, with what fierce pains
Hast thou afflicted me? This dire disease,
Whose unextinguish'd rage to madness fires
My bursting veins, oh that I had not known!
What potent charm, what skill medicinal
Can mitigate, without the pow'r of Jove,
These agonizing pangs? Oh might I see
This miracle, though distant! Let me lie,
Ah, let me lie reposed. Why dost thou touch,
Why dost thou raise me up? Each touch is death.
Thou hast awaken'd pangs that were at rest.
Again my tortures are inflamed, again
They rush upon me. Ah, where are you now,
Ye most unjust of all the Grecian race?
With many toils th' infested seas I clear'd,
And all the ruffian-haunted woods; yet now
I miserably perish; not a man
Will bring or fire or sword to put an end
To my afflictions; not a man will come
Willing to rend from me this hated life.
O thou his son, this task requires a strength
Greater than mine; assist him thou, thine eye
Quicker than mine sees what may give him aid.
English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 141-495 focus