Sophocles, Antigone, 131

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Ismene

Ecqui igitur ista tuum privabis filium?

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)) — 131 focus

παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ, βαλβίδων ¹

Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 131 focus

νίκην ὁρμῶντ᾽ ἀλαλάξαι.

Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 131 focus

παλτῷ ῥίπτει πυρὶ βαλβίδων

Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 131 focus

παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων

Greek (A. Colonna, 1978) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Colonna, 1978)) — 131 focus

παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων

Greek (A. Dain, 1955) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Dain, 1955)) — 131.mvp-line-131 focus

παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων

Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979)) — 131 focus

παλτῶι ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων

Greek (G. Hermann, 1830) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (G. Hermann, 1830)) — 131 focus

παλτῷ ῥίπτει πυρί, βαλβίδων

Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906)) — 131 focus

παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων

Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924)) — 131.mvp-line-131 focus

παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων

Antigone (OCR draft) Experimental (Antigone) — 131 focus

παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων

Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949)) — 131 focus

παλτῶι ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων

Translations (10)

German (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 131 focus

ISMENE

Was ist das Leben mir noch ohne diese werth?

Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921)) — 131 focus

CORO

¿Pero privarás de ésta a tu propio hijo?

English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 131 focus

CH

And wilt thou sever her from thine own son?

German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 134 focus

Niedergeschmettert zur dröhnenden Erde stürzt' er,

Welcher, bewehrt mit der Fackel, in trunk nem Wahnsinn,
135

In wuthathmendem Drang,

Wild herschnob mit feindlichem Sturm.

Doch es ging anders aus;

Andern beschied anderes Loos Ares, der Held, der die Bedrängten

Stürmend davontrieb.
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English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 131 focus

Creon

^o must you and I ;

Therefore no more delay. Go, take them hence ;

Confine them both. Henceforth they shall not stir ;

When death is near at hand the bravest fly.

Thrice bappy they, whose days in pleasure flow,

Wlio never taste the bitter cup of woe ;

For when the wrath of heaven descends

On some devoted house, there foul disgrace,

With grief and all her train attends,

And shame and sorrow o'erwhelm the wretched race.

E'en as the Thracian sea, when vexed with storms.

Whilst darkness hangs incumbent o'er the deep.

When the black north the troubled scene deforms,

And the black sands in rapid whirlwinds sweep.

The groaning waves beat on the trembling shore,

And echoing hills rebellow to the roar.

O Labdacus ! thy house must perish all —

E'en now I see the stately ruin fall ;

Shame heaped on shame, and ill on ill,

Disgrace and never-ending woes ;

Some angry god pursues thee still.

Nor grants or safety or repose.

One fair and lovely branch unwithered stood

And braved th' inclement skies ;

But Pluto comes, inexorable god —

She sinks, she raves, she dies.

Shall man below control the gods above,

Whose eyes by all- subduing sleep

Are never closed as feeble mortals' are,

But still their watchful vigils keep

Through the large circle of th' eternal year !

Great lord of all, whom neither time nor age

With envious stroke can weaken or decay ;

He who alone the future can presage.

Who knows alike to-morrow as to-day ;

Whilst wretched man is doomed, by Heaven's decree.

To toil and pain, to sin and misery.

Of times the flatterer Hope, that joy inspires,

Fills the proud heart of man with fond desires ;

He, careless traveller, wanders still

Through life, unmindful of deceit,

Nor dreads the danger, till he feel

The burning sands beneath his feet.

When heaven impels to guilt the maddening mind.

Then good like ill appears.

And vice, for universal hate designed,

The face of virtue wears. [Exeunt.

Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889)) — 131 focus

ISMENA

¿Y harás ¡oh cielos! morir á la prometida de tu hijo querido?

German (F. Hölderlin, 1804) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (F. Hölderlin, 1804)) — 131 focus

ISMENE

Beschlossen scheint es, dass sie sterben soll.

English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904)) — 131 focus

Chorus

Wilt thou indeed rob thy son of this maiden?

English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 131 focus

Antigone
GOLD 806

Basely to wrong is drawn aside;

By thee contentions fierce and wild

Raise storms in hearts by blood allied.

Desire, in flames now seen to rise

Caught from the virgin's radiant eyes,

Disdains the curb of Laws to own,

But with them shares their potent throne;

While Venus, sovereign of the soul,

Victorious smiles, and scorns control.

E'en I at this sad sight beyond due bounds

Am carried, and the fountain of my tears
810

No longer can restrain, whilst I behold
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Antigone thus borne to share the bed
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Of death, the common bed where all repose.

Ye reverend men, inhabitants of Thebes,

My country, you behold me treading now.

For the last time these paths, the sun's bright beams

For the last time beholding, never more :

For me the all-composing hand of death
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Leads to the dismal banks of Acheron;
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No nuptial rites, no hymeneal song

Are mine; to Acheron a bride I go....

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!
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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.
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So fierce was the crash of battle swelling about his back, a match too hard to win for the rival of the dragon.
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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,
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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.
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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!
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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-168-1 κόμψευε . . τὴν δόξαν ¹

mvp-comment-168-2 τὴν δόξαν ²

mvp-comment-168-3

κληδόν’

(the

κληδών

of which you speak), not merely, ‘the word

δόξα

.’ If the v. l.

τὸ δόξαν

(see cr. n.) was intended to mean the latter, it should have been

τὸ δόξα.

mvp-comment-168-4 νυν ³ νῦν ⁴ ταῦτα … τοὺς δρῶντας = τοὺς ταῦτα δρῶντας 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.

324. mvp-comment-188-1 κόμψευε . . δόξαν 'Ay do, refine now on the word "opinion."" This does not seem to be one of the cases where viv with the imperative mood should be changed to vuv, as there is a sufficient reason for the emphatic particle.

Sophocles Antigone 131

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Ismene

Ecqui igitur ista tuum privabis filium?

Current edition Experimental

ISMENE

Was ist das Leben mir noch ohne diese werth?

CORO

¿Pero privarás de ésta a tu propio hijo?

CH

And wilt thou sever her from thine own son?

Niedergeschmettert zur dröhnenden Erde stürzt' er,

Welcher, bewehrt mit der Fackel, in trunk nem Wahnsinn,
135

In wuthathmendem Drang,

Wild herschnob mit feindlichem Sturm.

Doch es ging anders aus;

Andern beschied anderes Loos Ares, der Held, der die Bedrängten

Stürmend davontrieb.
140

ISMENA

¿Y harás ¡oh cielos! morir á la prometida de tu hijo querido?

ISMENE

Beschlossen scheint es, dass sie sterben soll.

Chorus

Wilt thou indeed rob thy son of this maiden?

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 Ecqui igitur ista tuum privabis filium?

Current edition Experimental

ISMENE Was ist das Leben mir noch ohne diese werth?

CORO ¿Pero privarás de ésta a tu propio hijo?

CH And wilt thou sever her from thine own son?

Niedergeschmettert zur dröhnenden Erde stürzt' er, Welcher, bewehrt mit der Fackel, in trunk nem Wahnsinn, 135 In wuthathmendem Drang, Wild herschnob mit feindlichem Sturm. Doch es ging anders aus; Andern beschied anderes Loos Ares, der Held, der die Bedrängten Stürmend davontrieb. 140

ISMENA ¿Y harás ¡oh cielos! morir á la prometida de tu hijo querido?

ISMENE Beschlossen scheint es, dass sie sterben soll.

Chorus Wilt thou indeed rob thy son of this maiden?

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

Ecqui igitur ista tuum privabis filium?

ISMENE

Was ist das Leben mir noch ohne diese werth?

CORO

¿Pero privarás de ésta a tu propio hijo?

CH

And wilt thou sever her from thine own son?

Niedergeschmettert zur dröhnenden Erde stürzt' er,

Welcher, bewehrt mit der Fackel, in trunk nem Wahnsinn,
135

In wuthathmendem Drang,

Wild herschnob mit feindlichem Sturm.

Doch es ging anders aus;

Andern beschied anderes Loos Ares, der Held, der die Bedrängten

Stürmend davontrieb.
140

ISMENA

¿Y harás ¡oh cielos! morir á la prometida de tu hijo querido?

ISMENE

Beschlossen scheint es, dass sie sterben soll.

Chorus

Wilt thou indeed rob thy son of this maiden?

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