KREON
Von dir gewiſs, als Böses du mit Bösen thatst!
Von dir gewiſs, als Böses du mit Bösen thatst!
Antigone. Sophocles. ed. August Boeckh. Leipzig. 1884.
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German (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) (German) (German (A. Boeckh, 1884))
Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.
Editions (12)
Greek (L. Benloew, 1858) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (L. Benloew, 1858)) — 130 focus
χρυσοῦ, καναχῆς, ὑπεροπτείας
1
,
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Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 130 focus
ἐπ’ ἄκρων ἤδη
130
Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 130 focus
χρυσοῦ καναχῆς ὑπεροπλίαις,
130
Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 130 focus
χρυσοῦ καναχῆς ὑπερόπτης,
130
Greek (A. Colonna, 1978) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Colonna, 1978)) — 130 focus
χρυσοῦ καναχῆς ὑπεροπλίαις.
130
Greek (A. Dain, 1955) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Dain, 1955)) — 130.mvp-line-130 focus
χρυσοῦ καναχῆς ὑπεροπλίαις,
130
Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979)) — 130 focus
χρυσοῦ καναχῆς ὑπεροπλίαις,
130
Greek (G. Hermann, 1830) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (G. Hermann, 1830)) — 130 focus
χρυσοῦ καναχῆς ὑπερόπτας,
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Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906)) — 130 focus
χρυσοῦ καναχῆς ὑπεροπλίαις,
130
Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924)) — 130.mvp-line-129 focus
πολλῷ ῥεύματι προσνισομένους,
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χρυσοῦ καναχῆς ὑπερόπτας,
130
Antigone (OCR draft) Experimental (Antigone) — 130 focus
χρυσοῦ καναχῆς ὑπεροπλίαις,
130
Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949)) — 130 focus
χρυσοῦ καναχῆς ὑπεροπλίαις,
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Translations (10)
Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921)) — 130 focus
CREONTE
Demasiado me molestais ya tú y tus bodas.
Demasiado me molestais ya tú y tus bodas.
Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 130 focus
Creon
Odiosa es tuque tuusque tinnitus.
Odiosa es tuque tuusque tinnitus.
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 130 focus
CR
Thou and thy marriage are a torment to me.
Thou and thy marriage are a torment to me.
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 127 focus
Denn schwer haßt Zeus der vermessenen Zung'
Hochfahrenden Stolz; und als er ihr Heer,
Den heranwogenden Strom, schimmernd in Gold,
Im Geräusch unbändigen Trozes ersah,
130
Da traf er den Mann mit geschwungenem Strahl,
1
Der schon an die Höh'n,
Siegsruf anstimmend, empordrang.
Zweite Strophe.
Denn schwer haßt Zeus der vermessenen Zung'
Hochfahrenden Stolz; und als er ihr Heer,
Den heranwogenden Strom, schimmernd in Gold,
Im Geräusch unbändigen Trozes ersah,
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Da traf er den Mann mit geschwungenem Strahl,
1
Der schon an die Höh'n,
Siegsruf anstimmend, empordrang.
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 130 focus
Ismene
She then must perish ?
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She then must perish ?
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Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889)) — 130 focus
CREONTE
No me vuelvas á decir... ella, porque ella ya no existe.
No me vuelvas á decir... ella, porque ella ya no existe.
German (F. Hölderlin, 1804) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (F. Hölderlin, 1804)) — 130 focus
KREON
Die Höll’ ist da, derlei Zuwachs zu scheiden.
Die Höll’ ist da, derlei Zuwachs zu scheiden.
English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904)) — 130 focus
Creon
Enough, enough of thee and of thy marriage!
Enough, enough of thee and of thy marriage!
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 130 focus
Chorus
STRO.
ANTIS.
781
O Love, resistless in thy might,
Triumphant o'er the pow'r of gold,
In youth's soft cheek with beauty bright
Joying thy sweet domain to hold,
Thou rulest o'er th' extended main,
791
The rural hut, the pastoral plain;
Thy pow'r th' immortal gods obey,
And mortal men confess thy sway
But all, who feel thy piercing darts,
801
Feel madness rankling in their hearts.
By thee the virtuous mind beguil'd
O Love, resistless in thy might,
Triumphant o'er the pow'r of gold,
In youth's soft cheek with beauty bright
Joying thy sweet domain to hold,
Thou rulest o'er th' extended main,
The rural hut, the pastoral plain;
Thy pow'r th' immortal gods obey,
And mortal men confess thy sway
But all, who feel thy piercing darts,
Feel madness rankling in their hearts.
By thee the virtuous mind beguil'd
English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904)) — 100-160 focus
Enter the Chorus on the right.
110
Chorus
Shaft of the sun, fairest light of all that have dawned on
Thebes
of the seven gates, you have shone forth at last, eye of golden day, advancing over Dirce’s streams!
100
You have goaded with a sharper bit the warrior of the white shield, who came from
Argos
in full armor, driving him to headlong retreat.
105
Shaft of the sun, fairest light of all that have dawned on
Thebes
of the seven gates, you have shone forth at last, eye of golden day, advancing over Dirce’s streams!
100
You have goaded with a sharper bit the warrior of the white shield, who came from
Argos
in full armor, driving him to headlong retreat.
105
Chorus
He set out against our land because of the strife-filled claims of Polyneices, and like a screaming eagle he flew over into our land, covered by his snow-white wing,
110
with a mass of weapons and crested helmets.
115
He set out against our land because of the strife-filled claims of Polyneices, and like a screaming eagle he flew over into our land, covered by his snow-white wing,
110
with a mass of weapons and crested helmets.
115
Chorus
He paused above our dwellings; he gaped around our sevenfold portals with spears thirsting for blood; but he left
before his jaws were ever glutted with our gore, or before the Fire-god’s pine-fed flame had seized our crown of towers.
120
So fierce was the crash of battle swelling about his back, a match too hard to win for the rival of the dragon.
125
He paused above our dwellings; he gaped around our sevenfold portals with spears thirsting for blood; but he left
before his jaws were ever glutted with our gore, or before the Fire-god’s pine-fed flame had seized our crown of towers.
120
So fierce was the crash of battle swelling about his back, a match too hard to win for the rival of the dragon.
125
Chorus
For Zeus detests above all the boasts of a proud tongue. And when he saw them advancing in a swollen flood,
arrogant their clanging gold, he dashed with brandished fire one who was already starting to shout victory when he had reached our ramparts.
130
For Zeus detests above all the boasts of a proud tongue. And when he saw them advancing in a swollen flood,
arrogant their clanging gold, he dashed with brandished fire one who was already starting to shout victory when he had reached our ramparts.
130
Chorus
Staggered, he fell to the earth with a crash,
torch in hand, a man possessed by the frenzy of the mad attack, who just now was raging against us with the blasts of his tempestuous hate. But his threats did not fare as he had hoped, and to the other enemies mighty Ares dispensed each their own dooms with hard blows,
135
Ares, our mighty ally at the turning-point.
140
Staggered, he fell to the earth with a crash,
torch in hand, a man possessed by the frenzy of the mad attack, who just now was raging against us with the blasts of his tempestuous hate. But his threats did not fare as he had hoped, and to the other enemies mighty Ares dispensed each their own dooms with hard blows,
135
Ares, our mighty ally at the turning-point.
140
Chorus
For the seven captains, stationed against an equal number at the seven gates, left behind their brazen arms in tribute to Zeus the turner of battle—all but the accursed pair who, born of one father and one
mother, set against each other their spears, both victorious, and who now share in a common death.
145
For the seven captains, stationed against an equal number at the seven gates, left behind their brazen arms in tribute to Zeus the turner of battle—all but the accursed pair who, born of one father and one
mother, set against each other their spears, both victorious, and who now share in a common death.
145
Chorus
But since Victory whose name is glory has come to us, smiling in joy equal to the joy of chariot-rich
Thebes
,
let us make for ourselves forgetfulness after the recent wars, and visit all the temples of the gods with night-long dance and song. And may Bacchus, who shakes the earth of
Thebes
, rule our dancing!
150
But since Victory whose name is glory has come to us, smiling in joy equal to the joy of chariot-rich
Thebes
,
let us make for ourselves forgetfulness after the recent wars, and visit all the temples of the gods with night-long dance and song. And may Bacchus, who shakes the earth of
Thebes
, rule our dancing!
150
Chorus
But look, the king of the land is coming here, Creon, the son of Menoeceus, our new ruler in accordance with the new circumstances fated by the gods. What policy is he setting in motion,
155
that he has proposed this special conference of elders, and summoned it by a general mandate?
160
But look, the king of the land is coming here, Creon, the son of Menoeceus, our new ruler in accordance with the new circumstances fated by the gods. What policy is he setting in motion,
155
that he has proposed this special conference of elders, and summoned it by a general mandate?
160