Trachiniae. Sophocles. ed. Lewis Campbell. Oxford. 1879.
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Ἡμιχόριον 1
πότερον ἐγὼ μάταιος, ἢ κλύω τινὸς
οἴκτου διʼ οἴκων ἀρτίως ὁρμωμένου; τί φημι;
Ἡμιχόριον 2
ἠχεῖ τις οὐκ ἄσημον, ἀλλὰ δυστυχῆ
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κωκυτὸν εἴσω, καί τι καινίζει στέγη.
Ἡμιχόριον
ξύνες δὲ
τήνδʼ ὡς κατηφὴς καὶ συνωφρυωμένη
χωρεῖ πρὸς ἡμᾶς γραῖα σημανοῦσά τι.
870
Τροφός
ὦ παῖδες, ὡς ἄρʼ ἡμὶν οὐ σμικρῶν κακῶν
ἦρξεν τὸ δῶρον Ἡρακλεῖ τὸ πόμπιμον.
Χορός
τί δʼ, ὦ γεραιά, καινοποιηθὲν λέγεις;
Τροφός
βέβηκε Δῃάνειρα τὴν πανυστάτην
ὁδῶν ἁπασῶν ἐξ ἀκινήτου ποδός.
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Χορός
οὐ δή ποθʼ ὡς θανοῦσα;
Τροφός
πάντʼ ἀκήκοας.
Χορός
τέθνηκεν ἡ τάλαινα;
Τροφός
δεύτερον κλύεις.
Χορός
τάλαινʼ ὀλεθρία· τίνι τρόπῳ θανεῖν σφε φής;
Τροφός
σχετλιώτατά γε πρὸς πρᾶξιν.
Χορός
εἰπὲ τῷ μόρῳ,
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γύναι, ξυντρέχει.
Τροφός
αὑτὴν διηΐστωσε.
Χορός
τίς θυμὸς ἢ τίνες νόσοι
τάνδʼ αἰχμᾷ βέλεος κακοῦ ξυνεῖλε; πως ἐμήσατο
πρὸς θανάτῳ θάνατον ἀνύσασα μόνα;
885
Τροφός
στονόεντος ἐν τομᾷ σιδάρου.
Χορός
ἐπεῖδες, ὦ ματαία, τάνδε τὴν ὕβριν;
Τροφός
ἐπεῖδον, ὡς δὴ πλησία παραστάτις.
Χορός
τίς ἦν; πῶς; φέρʼ εἰπέ.
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Τροφός
αὐτὴ πρὸς αὑτῆς χειροποιεῖται τάδε.
Χορός
τί φωνεῖς;
Τροφός
σαφηνῆ.
Χορός
ἔτεκεν ἔτεκε δὴ μεγάλαν
ἁ νέορτος ἅδε νύμφα
δόμοισι τοῖσδʼ ἐρινύν.
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Τροφός
ἄγαν γε· μᾶλλον δʼ, εἰ παροῦσα πλησία
ἔλευσσες οἷʼ ἔδρασε, κάρτʼ ἂν ᾤκτισας.
Χορός
καὶ ταῦτʼ ἔτλη τις χεὶρ γυναικεία κτίσαι;
Τροφός
δεινῶς γε· πεύσει δʼ, ὥστε μαρτυρεῖν ἐμοί.
ἐπεὶ γὰρ ἦλθε δωμάτων εἴσω μόνη
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καὶ παῖδʼ ἐν αὐλαῖς εἶδε κοῖλα δέμνια
στορνύνθʼ, ὅπως ἄψορρον ἀντῴη πατρί,
κρύψασʼ ἑαυτὴν ἔνθα μή τις εἰσίδοι,
βρυχᾶτο μὲν βωμοῖσι προσπίπτουσʼ ὅτι
γένοιντʼ ἔρημοι, ʼκλαιε δʼ ὀργάνων ὅτου
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ψαύσειεν οἷς ἐχρῆτο δειλαία πάρος·
ἄλλῃ δὲ κἄλλῃ δωμάτων στρωφωμένη,
εἴ του φίλων βλέψειεν οἰκετῶν δέμας,
ἔκλαιεν ἡ δύστηνος εἰσορωμένη,
αὐτὴ τὸν αὑτῆς δαίμονʼ ἀνακαλουμένη
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καὶ τὰς ἄπαιδας ἐς τὸ λοιπὸν οὐσίας.
ἐπεὶ δὲ τῶνδʼ ἔληξεν, ἐξαίφνης σφʼ ὁρῶ
τὸν Ἡράκλειον θάλαμον εἰσορμωμένην.
κἀγὼ λαθραῖον ὄμμʼ ἐπεσκιασμένη
φρούρουν· ὁρῶ δὲ τὴν γυναῖκα δεμνίοις
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τοῖς Ἡρακλείοις στρωτὰ βάλλουσαν φάρη.
ὅπως δʼ ἐτέλεσε τοῦτʼ, ἐπενθοροῦσʼ ἄνω
καθέζετʼ ἐν μέσοισιν εὐνατηρίοις,
καὶ δακρύων ῥήξασα θερμὰ νάματα
ἔλεξεν· ὦ λέχη τε καὶ νυμφεῖʼ ἐμά,
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τὸ λοιπὸν ἤδη χαίρεθʼ, ὡς ἔμʼ οὔποτε
δέξεσθʼ ἔτʼ ἐν κοίταισι ταῖσδʼ εὐνάτριαν.
τοσαῦτα φωνήσασα συντόνῳ χερὶ
λύει τὸν αὑτῆς πέπλον, ᾗ χρυσήλατος
προύκειτο μαστῶν περονίς, ἐκ δʼ ἐλώπισεν
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πλευρὰν ἅπασαν ὠλένην τʼ εὐώνυμον.
κἀγὼ δρομαία βᾶσʼ, ὅσονπερ ἔσθενον,
τῷ παιδὶ φράζω τῆς τεχνωμένης τάδε.
κἀν ᾧ τὸ κεῖσε δεῦρό τʼ ἐξορμώμεθα,
ὁρῶμεν αὐτὴν ἀμφιπλῆγι φασγάνῳ
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πλευρὰν ὑφʼ ἧπαρ καὶ φρένας πεπληγμένην.
ἰδὼν δʼ ὁ παῖς ᾤμωξεν· ἔγνω γὰρ τάλας
τοὔργον κατʼ ὀργὴν ὡς ἐφάψειεν τόδε,
ὄψʼ ἐκδιδαχθεὶς τῶν κατʼ οἶκον οὕνεκα
ἄκουσα πρὸς τοῦ θηρὸς ἔρξειεν τάδε.
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κἀνταῦθʼ ὁ παῖς δύστηνος οὔτʼ ὀδυρμάτων
ἐλείπετʼ οὐδέν, ἀμφί νιν γοώμενος,
οὔτʼ ἀμφιπίπτων στόμασιν, ἀλλὰ πλευρόθεν
πλευρὰν παρεὶς ἔκειτο πόλλʼ ἀναστένων,
ὥς νιν ματαίως αἰτίᾳ βάλοι κακῇ,
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κλαίων ὁθούνεκʼ ἐκ δυοῖν ἔσοιθʼ ἅμα,
πατρός τʼ ἐκείνης τʼ, ὠρφανισμένος βίον.
τοιαῦτα τἀνθάδʼ ἐστίν· ὥστʼ εἴ τις δύο
ἢ καί τι πλείους ἡμέρας λογίζεται,
μάταιός ἐστιν· οὐ γὰρ ἔσθʼ ἥ γʼ αὔριον,
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πρὶν εὖ πάθῃ τις τὴν παροῦσαν ἡμέραν.
Translations (2)
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 896 focus
Gewiß; und größer, wenn du gegenwärtig dort
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Die That gesehen, wäre dein Bedauern noch.
Der Chor.
Und das zu thun, hat eine Frauenhand vermocht?
Die Amme.
Entsezlich! Höre, daß du selbst es mir bezeugst.
Sobald die Herrin, einsam heimgekehrt in's Haus,
Den Sohn im Hofe breiten sah ein Lagerbett,
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Bevor er seinem Vater wollt' entgegengeh'n:
Da floh sie, sich zu bergen, wo Niemand sie sah,
Und warf sich nieder am Altar, und schluchzte laut,
Sie sei verwaist nun, weinte, welch Geräthe sie
Berühren mochte, dessen sie sich sonst bedient;
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Dann durch die Wohnung überall umhergestürmt,
Vergoß die Arme Thränen, wann ein liebes Bild
Von Hausgenossen ihrem Blick entgegentrat,
Und klagt ihr eignes Schicksal an und jammert, daß
Ihr Haus in Zukunft erbenlos verblühen soll.
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Drauf als verstummt ihr Iammer, seh' ich sie sofort
Hinein sich stürzen in's Gemach des Herakles.
Und ich, in Dunkel eingehüllt, stand unbemerkt
Und lauschte, sah dann, wie die Herrin Teppiche
Dort auf Herakles' Lagerstatt ausbreitend warf.
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Und als sie das vollendet, sprang sie selbst hinauf,
Und ließ sich nieder mitten auf dem Ruhebett,
Und ruft, in heiße Thränenström' ergossen, aus:
mein geliebtes Lager, o mein Brautgemach,
Nun lebet wohl auf ewig, denn nie nehmt ihr mich
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Hinfort in diesen Räumen auf in seinem Arm!
So rief die Herrin, löste dann mit rascher Hand
Ihr Leibgewand, wo goldgetriebne Spangen es
Zuschlossen vorn am Busen, und entkleidete
Die ganze linke Seite samt des Armes Bug.
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Und ich, so schnell ich konnte, rannt' in jähem Lauf,
Und that dem Sohne dieses ihr Beginnen kund.
Indeß wir dorthin und zurück in Eile geh'n,
Da seh'n wir, wie der doppelschneidig scharfe Stahl
Schon bis in Herz und Leber ihr die Brust durchbohrt.
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Der Sohn gewahrt's und jammert; er erkannte wohl,
Daß er im Zorn hervorgerufen solche That,
Zu spät belehrt von seinen Dienern, daß sie nur
Nach Nessos' Rathe willenlos das Werk verübt.
Und nun verstummte nimmermehr der Klageruf
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Des armen Sohnes, der um sie laut jammerte,
Den Mund an ihre Lippen schloß, und festgeschmiegt
Die Seit' an ihre Seite, viel aufseufzend rief,
Er habe fälschlich böse Schuld auf sie gewälzt,
Und weinte, daß sein Leben nun zwiefach verwaist
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Hinschwinden werde, vaterlos und mutterlos.
So steht es dort im Hause. Drum wenn Einer sich
Im Geiste zwei, ja mehre Tage noch verheißt,
Den nenn' ich albern; dem gehört das Morgen nicht,
Der nicht das Heute glücklich schon zurückgelegt.
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(ab in das Haus.)
(allein.)
Erste Strophe.
Der Chor.
English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 863-945 focus
First Semi-Chorus
Is it fancy, or did I just now hear some cry of grief rushing through the house?
What is this?
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Second Semi-Chorus
It is no uncertain sound, but a wail of anguish from inside. The house has some new trouble.
Chorus
And note how strangely, with what consternation on her brow
that old woman approaches to give us some news.
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Enter the Nurse, from the house.
Nurse
Ah, my daughters, great, indeed, are the sorrows for us that began with the gift sent to Heracles!
Chorus
Old woman, what new trouble have you to tell?
Nurse
Deianeira has departed on the last
of all her journeys, departed without stirring a foot.
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Chorus
Surely you do not mean she is dead?
Nurse
My tale is told.
Chorus
Dead, the poor woman?
Nurse
Again you hear me affirm it.
Chorus
Poor, lost one! Tell me, what was the manner of her death?
Nurse
Oh, it was most cruel in its execution!
Chorus
Speak,
woman, with what end did she meet?
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Nurse
She destroyed herself.
Chorus
What impulse drove her? What disease of her mind seized her on the point of its evil shaft? How did she contrive
this death upon death, accomplishing it all on her own?
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Nurse
By a stroke of the sword which gives cause for mourning.
Chorus
Did you witness that violent deed, poor helpless one?
Nurse
I did, yes, since I was standing close by.
Chorus
What was it? How was it done? Oh, speak!
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Nurse
Of her own accord she set her hand to the deed.
Chorus
What are you saying?
Nurse
The certain truth.
Chorus
The firstborn, the firstborn of that newly arisen bride is
a great Erinys on this house!
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Nurse
Too true. And had you been close at hand and seen her do it, you would have pitied her even more.
Chorus
And could a woman’s hand dare to carry out such deeds?
Nurse
Yes, with fierce daring. You shall hear, and then you will bear me witness.
When she came alone into the house and saw her son preparing a deep litter in the court, with which to go back and meet his father, she hid herself where none would see. Falling before the altars, she moaned that
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they were left desolate, and whenever she touched any household thing that she, poor lady, had habitually used in the past, her tears would flow. If, as she roamed hither and thither through the house, she beheld the form of any well-loved servant, she wept in misery at the sight,
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crying aloud upon her own fate, and her childless existence thereafter.
But when she finished this, I saw her suddenly rush into the bedchamber of Heracles. I hid in the shadows to keep my observation secret and was watching over her
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when I saw her spread coverings on the bedstead of Heracles. When she had done this, she sprang up on them and sat in the middle of the bed. Then she broke out in warm streams of tears
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and said: “Ah, my bridal bed and bridal chamber, farewell now and for ever, since you will never more receive me in these covers as his wife.” She says no more, but with a vehement hand she loosens her robe where the brooch of beaten gold
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lies above her breasts and bares all her left side and arm. Then I run with all my strength, and warn her son of her intent. But even in the space between my going and our return,
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we find that she has driven a two-edged sword up through her side to the heart. At that sight, her son gave a great cry. For he knew, poor boy, that in his anger he had driven her to that action. He had learned too late from the servants in the house
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that she had acted without knowledge and at the will of the monster. Then and there the youth in his misery left no cry of grief unmade as he lamented over her, nor as he fell to kiss her lips; he threw himself at her side, loudly moaning
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that he had rashly attacked her with a false accusation and weeping that he must now live orphaned of both alike, of his father and of her.
Such are the fortunes of this house. Rash, indeed, is he who reckons on tomorrow, or perchance on days beyond it.
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There is no tomorrow, until today is safely past.
Exit the Nurse.
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But when she finished this, I saw her suddenly rush into the bedchamber of Heracles. I hid in the shadows to keep my observation secret and was watching over her
Such are the fortunes of this house. Rash, indeed, is he who reckons on tomorrow, or perchance on days beyond it.
Commentary
Commentary (R. C. Jebb) (OCR draft) (Commentary (R. C. Jebb))
mvp-comment-456-1 μόνα 1
Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) (Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) focus
887. mvp-comment-654-1 στονοέντος¹ 'Deadly;' like βέλεα στονοέντα, στονοέντες δϊστοί, πολύστονος ίύς, in Epic Greek. ἐν τομᾷ] For ev of the means or instrument, cp. Ant. 961, ἐν κερτομίοις γλώσσαις. Essay on L. § 19. p. 28.