ἀρχαῖα τὰ Λαβδακιδᾶν οἴκων ὁρῶμαι
Antigone. Sophocles. ed. Lewis Campbell. Oxford. 1879.
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Greek (L. Benloew, 1858) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (L. Benloew, 1858)) — 593 focus
οὐδ᾽ ἀπαλλάσσει γενεὰν
Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 593 focus
θνατῶν βιότῳ πάμπολις ἐκτὸς ἄτας.
Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 593 focus
θεῶν τῶν νερτέρων ἀμᾷ κοπὶς,
Greek (A. Colonna, 1978) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Colonna, 1978)) — 593 focus
ἀρχαῖα τὰ Λαβδακιδᾶν οἴκων ὁρῶμαι
Greek (A. Dain, 1955) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Dain, 1955)) — 593.mvp-line-588 focus
ἀρχαῖα τὰ Λαβδακιδᾶν οἴκων ὁρῶμαι
Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979)) — 593 focus
ἀρχαῖα τὰ Λαβδακιδᾶν οἴκων ὁρῶμαι
Greek (G. Hermann, 1830) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (G. Hermann, 1830)) — 593 focus
θεῶν τις, οὐδ᾽ ἔχει λύσιν.
Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906)) — 593 focus
ἀρχαῖα τὰ Λαβδακιδᾶν οἴκων ὁρῶμαι
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Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924)) — 593.mvp-line-588 focus
ἀρχαῖα τὰ Λαβδακιδᾶν οἴκων ὁρῶμαι
Antigone (OCR draft) Experimental (Antigone) — 593 focus
ἀρχαῖα τὰ Λαβδακιδᾶν οἴκων ὁρῶμαι
Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949)) — 593 focus
ἀρχαῖα τὰ Λαβδακιδᾶν οἴκων ὁρῶμαι
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German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 593 focus
So seh' ich in Labdakos' Haus uraltes Leid sich
Fort und fort auf's Leid der Geschiedenen stürzen:
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590
Nicht Befreiung schafft ein Geschlecht dem Geschlecht; hinab stößt
Ein Gott es, löst niemals den Fluch.
Denn die lezte Wurzel, die
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Das Licht umleuchtet in dem Haus des Dedipus,
Auch die mäht nun der Todesgötter
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Blutigrothe Sichel ab,
Der Rede Thorheit und des Geistes Wahnsinn.
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Zweite Strophe.
So seh' ich in Labdakos' Haus uraltes Leid sich
Fort und fort auf's Leid der Geschiedenen stürzen:
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590
Nicht Befreiung schafft ein Geschlecht dem Geschlecht; hinab stößt
Ein Gott es, löst niemals den Fluch.
Denn die lezte Wurzel, die
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Das Licht umleuchtet in dem Haus des Dedipus,
Auch die mäht nun der Todesgötter
595
Blutigrothe Sichel ab,
Der Rede Thorheit und des Geistes Wahnsinn.
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English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904)) — 583-630 focus
Chorus
Blest are those whose days have not tasted of evil. For when a house has once been shaken by the gods,
no form of ruin is lacking, but it spreads over the bulk of the race, just as, when the surge is driven over the darkness of the deep by the fierce breath of Thracian sea-winds,
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it rolls up the black sand from the depths, and the wind-beaten headlands that front the blows of the storm give out a mournful roar.
590
Blest are those whose days have not tasted of evil. For when a house has once been shaken by the gods,
no form of ruin is lacking, but it spreads over the bulk of the race, just as, when the surge is driven over the darkness of the deep by the fierce breath of Thracian sea-winds,
585
it rolls up the black sand from the depths, and the wind-beaten headlands that front the blows of the storm give out a mournful roar.
590
Chorus
I see that the ancient sorrows of the house of the Labdacids
are heaped upon the sorrows of the dead. Each generation does not set its race free, but some god hurls it down and the race has no release. For now that dazzling ray of hope that had been spread
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over the last roots in the house of Oedipus—that hope, in its turn, the blood-stained dust of the gods infernal and mindlessness in speech and frenzy at the mind cuts down.
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I see that the ancient sorrows of the house of the Labdacids
are heaped upon the sorrows of the dead. Each generation does not set its race free, but some god hurls it down and the race has no release. For now that dazzling ray of hope that had been spread
595
over the last roots in the house of Oedipus—that hope, in its turn, the blood-stained dust of the gods infernal and mindlessness in speech and frenzy at the mind cuts down.
600
Chorus
Your power, great Zeus—what human overstepping can check it? Yours is power that neither Sleep, the all-ensnaring, nor the untiring months of the gods can defeat. Unaged through time,
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you rule by your power and dwell thereby in the brilliant splendor of
Olympus
. And through the future, both near and distant, as through the past, shall this law prevail: nothing that is vast comes to the life of mortals without ruin.
610
Your power, great Zeus—what human overstepping can check it? Yours is power that neither Sleep, the all-ensnaring, nor the untiring months of the gods can defeat. Unaged through time,
605
you rule by your power and dwell thereby in the brilliant splendor of
Olympus
. And through the future, both near and distant, as through the past, shall this law prevail: nothing that is vast comes to the life of mortals without ruin.
610
Chorus
See how that hope whose wanderings are so wide truly is a benefit to many men, but to an equal number it is a false lure of light-headed desires. The deception comes to one who is wholly unawares until he burns his foot on a hot fire.
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For with wisdom did someone once reveal the maxim, now famous, that evil at one time or another seems good, to him whose mind a god leads to ruin.
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But for the briefest moment such a man fares free of destruction.
625
See how that hope whose wanderings are so wide truly is a benefit to many men, but to an equal number it is a false lure of light-headed desires. The deception comes to one who is wholly unawares until he burns his foot on a hot fire.
615
For with wisdom did someone once reveal the maxim, now famous, that evil at one time or another seems good, to him whose mind a god leads to ruin.
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But for the briefest moment such a man fares free of destruction.
625
Enter Haemon.
Chorus
But here is Haemon, the last of your offspring. Does he come grieving for the doom of Antigone, his promised bride,
and bitter for the deceived hope of their marriage?
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But here is Haemon, the last of your offspring. Does he come grieving for the doom of Antigone, his promised bride,
and bitter for the deceived hope of their marriage?
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