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Ismene

Ergone sponsam necabis tui ipsius filii?

Antigone. Sophocles. Berlin. 1806.

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Current edition Experimental

Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) (Latin) (Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806))

Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.

Editions (12)

Greek (L. Benloew, 1858) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (L. Benloew, 1858)) — 125 focus

πάταγος Ἄρεος, ἀντιπάλῳ ¹

125

Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 125 focus

Ζεὺς γὰρ μεγάλης γλώσσης κόμπους

125

Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 125 focus

πάταγος Ἄρεος ἀντιπάλῳ

125

Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 124 focus

πάταγος Ἄρεος ἀντιπάλῳ

Greek (A. Colonna, 1978) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Colonna, 1978)) — 125 focus

πάταγος Ἄρεος, ἀντιπάλῳ

125

Greek (A. Dain, 1955) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Dain, 1955)) — 125.mvp-line-125 focus

πάταγος Ἄρεος, ἀντιπάλου

125

Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979)) — 125 focus

πάταγος Ἄρεος, ἀντιπάλωι

125

Greek (G. Hermann, 1830) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (G. Hermann, 1830)) — 125 focus

πάταγος Ἄρεος, ἀντιπάλῳ

125

Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906)) — 126 focus

πάταγος Ἄρεος, ἀντιπάλῳ δυσχείρωμα δράκοντος. 6

Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924)) — 124.mvp-line-124 focus

τοῖος ἀμφὶ νῶτ᾽ ἐτάθη

Antigone (OCR draft) Experimental (Antigone) — 125 focus

πάταγος Ἄρεος, ἀντιπάλῳ δυσχείρωμα δράκοντος.

125

Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949)) — 125 focus

πάταγος Ἄρεος, ἀντιπάλωι

125

Translations (10)

German (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 125 focus

ANTIGONE

Schön du mit jenem; aber mir schien dieses recht!

Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921)) — 125 focus

ISMENA

¿Y matarás a la novia de tu propio hijo?

English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 125 focus

ISM

What? wilt thou kill thy son’s espousal too?

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.

English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 125 focus

Creon

I'll not wed my son

To a base woman.

Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889)) — 125 focus

ANTÍGONA

¡Ten ánimo! tu vives aún; pero yo perdí desde hace tiempo la vida, por servir á los que murieron.

German (F. Hölderlin, 1804) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (F. Hölderlin, 1804)) — 125 focus

KREON

Von anderen gefallen auch die Weiber.

English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904)) — 125 focus

Ismene

But wilt thou slay the hetrothed of thine own Son?

English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 125 focus

Creon

Let him then go, and dare beyond his might:

These virgins from their doom he shall not save.

English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904)) — 100-160 focus

Enter the Chorus on the right.

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

110

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

117

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

127

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

134

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.
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141

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

148

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

155

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

Commentary

Commentary (R. C. Jebb) (OCR draft) (Commentary (R. C. Jebb))

mvp-comment-163-1 τί δὲ ¹ τί δαὶ ²

mvp-comment-163-2 ῥυθμίζεις ³ ὅπου ⁴ ὅπου ⁵

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

223-330. mvp-comment-136-1 The half-comic or rustic character of the watchman in this play is an extension of the common character of the messenger, whose natural rudeness of speech and thought brings into greater prominence the horror or pathos of the events he describes. The grotesqueness disappears when he speaks of the action of Antigone in 407-440. The employment of this artifice by Sophocles arises from the same motive to which Shakespeare gave a far wider range in such creations as the gravediggers in Hamlet, and the rural fellow in Antony and Cleopatra. The Messenger in the Trachiniae, the Corinthian in the Oedipus Tyrannus, Menelaus in the Ajax, the pretended Shipmaster in the Philoctetes, afford the same sort of contrast to the more tragic personages: and the superstition of the Coloniatae may be compared with the cowardice of the Phrygian slave in the Orestes of Euripides.

223-330. mvp-comment-136-2 The vulgarity of the common-place Athenian of the fifth century в.с. takes the form of misplaced subtlety of wit. Cp. Shak. Hamlet, 5. 1 ,

We must speak by the card, or equivocation will undo us. The age is grown so picked, that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe.

318. mvp-comment-186-1 τί δαί; though not found elsewhere in Sophocles or Aeschylus, may be admitted on the authority uthority of of the MS, where it is so obviously in keeping. Cp. ὦ τἂν in Ο. Τ. 1145, Phil. 1387.

318. mvp-comment-186-2 ῥυθμίζεις .. ὅπου; Do you scan the whereabouts of my annoyance?

Sophocles Antigone 125

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Ismene

Ergone sponsam necabis tui ipsius filii?

Current edition Experimental

ANTIGONE

Schön du mit jenem; aber mir schien dieses recht!

ISMENA

¿Y matarás a la novia de tu propio hijo?

ISM

What? wilt thou kill thy son’s espousal too?

Creon

I'll not wed my son

To a base woman.

ANTÍGONA

¡Ten ánimo! tu vives aún; pero yo perdí desde hace tiempo la vida, por servir á los que murieron.

KREON

Von anderen gefallen auch die Weiber.

Ismene

But wilt thou slay the hetrothed of thine own Son?

Creon

Let him then go, and dare beyond his might:

These virgins from their doom he shall not save.

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

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

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

Commentary

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Ismene Ergone sponsam necabis tui ipsius filii?

Current edition Experimental

ANTIGONE Schön du mit jenem; aber mir schien dieses recht!

ISMENA ¿Y matarás a la novia de tu propio hijo?

ISM What? wilt thou kill thy son’s espousal too?

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.

Creon I'll not wed my son To a base woman.

ANTÍGONA ¡Ten ánimo! tu vives aún; pero yo perdí desde hace tiempo la vida, por servir á los que murieron.

KREON Von anderen gefallen auch die Weiber.

Ismene But wilt thou slay the hetrothed of thine own Son?

Creon Let him then go, and dare beyond his might: These virgins from their doom he shall not save.

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

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

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

Commentary

Stable identifiers

Ismene

Ergone sponsam necabis tui ipsius filii?

ANTIGONE

Schön du mit jenem; aber mir schien dieses recht!

ISMENA

¿Y matarás a la novia de tu propio hijo?

ISM

What? wilt thou kill thy son’s espousal too?

Creon

I'll not wed my son

To a base woman.

ANTÍGONA

¡Ten ánimo! tu vives aún; pero yo perdí desde hace tiempo la vida, por servir á los que murieron.

KREON

Von anderen gefallen auch die Weiber.

Ismene

But wilt thou slay the hetrothed of thine own Son?

Creon

Let him then go, and dare beyond his might:

These virgins from their doom he shall not save.

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

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

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