Antigone. Sophocles. ed. Lewis Campbell. Oxford. 1879.
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Greek (L. Benloew, 1858) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (L. Benloew, 1858)) — 116 focus
Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 116 focus
Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 116 focus
Greek (A. Colonna, 1978) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Colonna, 1978)) — 116 focus
Greek (A. Dain, 1955) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Dain, 1955)) — 116.mvp-line-116 focus
Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979)) — 116 focus
Greek (G. Hermann, 1830) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (G. Hermann, 1830)) — 116 focus
Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906)) — 116 focus
Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924)) — 116.mvp-line-116 focus
Antigone (OCR draft) Experimental (Antigone) — 116 focus
Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949)) — 116 focus
Translations (11)
German (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 116 focus
ISMENE
Und welches Leben hat mir Werth noch ohne dich?
535
Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921)) — 116 focus
ISMENA
556
Pero mis razones no quedaron sin decir.
Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 116 focus
Ismene
556
At minime tu non praemonita meis dictis.
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 116 focus
ISM
556
I warned thee—
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 117 focus
Ueber den Dächern stehend, umgähnt'
Er den siebenthorigen Mund
Mit blutlechzenden Speeren rings,
Und floh, eh' in unserem Blut
120
Sich sein gieriger Schlund
Schwelgend füllt und ehe den Kranz der Thürme
Flammenglut des Hephästos fraß.
Also braust' im Rücken umher
Donner des Kriegs; schwer wurde der Kampf
125
Dem anstürmenden Drachen.
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English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 116 focus
Antigone
Fear not. Thy Hfe is safe, but mine long
since
Devoted to the dead.
560
Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889)) — 116 focus
ISMENA
¿Por qué me atormentas con ese inútil sarcasmo?
German (F. Hölderlin, 1804) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (F. Hölderlin, 1804)) — 116 focus
ANTIGONAE
Das war auch schön. Doch so wollt’ ich gesinnt seyn.
English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904)) — 116 focus
Ismene
At least thy choice was not made without my protest.
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 116 focus
Haemon
HEM. Reason, my father, by the gods is giv'n
To men, the noblest treasure we can boast.
That without reason thou hast framed thy speech
I can not say, I know not how to say,
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This with more grace some other may pronounce.
Me nature bids with deep attention mark
Respecting thee how each may speak, how act,
How blame in words that would offend thy ears.
Thy presence on the people strikes an awe;
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Their secret murmurs it is mine to hear;
For Thebes laments this virgin, as her fate
Of all her sex the least deserving, doom'd
Most wretchedly for glorious deeds to die :....
"That she her brother's corse, in battle slain,
"Disdains to leave unburied, to be torn
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" By hungry dogs and ravenous beasts of prey,
"Deserves she not for this the brightest meed
" Of golden honour?" Such the general voice,
Which in dark murmurs whispers discontent.
The world hath not a treasure which I prize
High as thy prosperous honours; to a son...
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There is no ornament to grace his name
Bright as his father's glory; and on him.
Again th' illustrious son fresh glory beams.
Far be this temper from thy mind, to think
What thou may'st say, and nothing else, is right.
705
Whoe'er imagines prudence all his own,
Or deems that he hath pow'rs to speak and judge,
Such as none other hath, when they are known
They are found shallow. There are many things
Which e'en the wise without disgrace may learn,
And yield convinc'd. Beneath the wintry storms
710
Thou seest the trees, that bend their heads, preserve
Their branching honours; those which boldly dare
The tyrannous blasts, uprooted fall and die.
The pilot thus, who proudly swells his sails
With vigour unrelax'd, o'ersets his bark,
715
Then on the shatter'd planks at random floats.!
715
Abate thy anger then, and let thy thoughts
Yield to cool reason: if my younger years
Have aught of judgment, I
I esteem that man...
Of most exalted merit, whose large mind
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Contains all knowledge: but since nature deigns
This ample grace to few, from those who speak
And counsel well our glory is to learn.
English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904)) — 100-160 focus
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
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
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
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
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
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
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 (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) (Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) focus
115-116. mvp-comment-71-1 πολλῶν μεθ᾽ ὅπλων | ξύν θ᾽ ἱπποκόμοις κορύθεσσι Accompanied with many a shield and armed with many a helm.