σιγῶσ᾽, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξηις τάδε.
Antigone. Sophocles. Leipzig. 1979.
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Editions (11)
Greek (L. Benloew, 1858) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (L. Benloew, 1858)) — 87 focus
σιγῶσ᾽, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξῃς τάδε.
Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 87 focus
σιγῶσ᾽, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξῃς τάδε.
Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 87 focus
σύ γ᾽ ὡς, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξῃς τάδε.
Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 87 focus
σιγῶσ᾽, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξῃς τάδε.
Greek (A. Colonna, 1978) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Colonna, 1978)) — 87 focus
σιγῶσ᾽, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξῃς τάδε.
Greek (A. Dain, 1955) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Dain, 1955)) — 87.mvp-line-87 focus
σιγῶσ’, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξῃς τάδε.
Greek (G. Hermann, 1830) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (G. Hermann, 1830)) — 87 focus
σιγῶσ᾽, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξῃς τάδε.
Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906)) — 87 focus
σιγῶσ᾽, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξῃς τάδε.
Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924)) — 87.mvp-line-87 focus
σιγῶσ᾽, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξῃς τάδε.
Antigone (OCR draft) Experimental (Antigone) — 87 focus
σιγῶσʼ, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξῃς τάδε.
Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949)) — 87 focus
σιγῶσ᾽, ἐὰν μὴ πᾶσι κηρύξηις τάδε.
Translations (11)
German (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 87 focus
KREON
Doch wisse nur, die allzustarre Sinnesart,
460
sie fällt am ersten; und das allerhärteste
Stahleisen, spröd' aus Feuers Glut gekommen, magst
am meisten du zerbersten und zerbrechen sehn.
Mit kleinem Zügel, weiſs ich, wird der Rosse Muth,
der hitzigsten, gebändigt; denn nicht ziemet dem
465
sich groſs zu dünken, der ein Knecht der Nächsten ist.
Ja diese wusste schon zuvor schmachvollen Trotz
zu üben, als sie unsre Satzung übertrat;
der zweite Trotz nun ist es, da sie dies gethan,
sich deſs zu rühmen und zu lachen nach der That.
470
Traun ich bin jetzo Mann nicht, sondern sie ist Mann,
bleibt solcher Macht Anmafsung dieser ungestraft.
Nein, mag sie meiner Schwester Kind, mag näher noch
mir blutsverwandt als alle Blutsverwandten seyn,
nicht soll dem schlimmsten Loose selber sie entgehn,
475
noch ihre Schwester: denn auch jene zeih' ich deſs,
dafs dieses Grabes Weihe sie mit ausgedacht.
Ruft sie herbei mir; denn so eben sah ich noch
sie drinnen rasen, nicht der Sinne mächtig mehr.
So wird die Seele schon zuvor Verrätherin
480
des Truges, der im Finstern ausgesonnen ward;
doch hass' ich den auch, welcher auf der bösen That
betroffen, nachher diese schön noch schminken will.
Doch wisse nur, die allzustarre Sinnesart,
460
sie fällt am ersten; und das allerhärteste
Stahleisen, spröd' aus Feuers Glut gekommen, magst
am meisten du zerbersten und zerbrechen sehn.
Mit kleinem Zügel, weiſs ich, wird der Rosse Muth,
der hitzigsten, gebändigt; denn nicht ziemet dem
465
sich groſs zu dünken, der ein Knecht der Nächsten ist.
Ja diese wusste schon zuvor schmachvollen Trotz
zu üben, als sie unsre Satzung übertrat;
der zweite Trotz nun ist es, da sie dies gethan,
sich deſs zu rühmen und zu lachen nach der That.
470
Traun ich bin jetzo Mann nicht, sondern sie ist Mann,
bleibt solcher Macht Anmafsung dieser ungestraft.
Nein, mag sie meiner Schwester Kind, mag näher noch
mir blutsverwandt als alle Blutsverwandten seyn,
nicht soll dem schlimmsten Loose selber sie entgehn,
475
noch ihre Schwester: denn auch jene zeih' ich deſs,
dafs dieses Grabes Weihe sie mit ausgedacht.
Ruft sie herbei mir; denn so eben sah ich noch
sie drinnen rasen, nicht der Sinne mächtig mehr.
So wird die Seele schon zuvor Verrätherin
480
des Truges, der im Finstern ausgesonnen ward;
doch hass' ich den auch, welcher auf der bösen That
betroffen, nachher diese schön noch schminken will.
Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921)) — 87 focus
CREONTE
¿No era hermano también el que frente a él murió?
¿No era hermano también el que frente a él murió?
Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 87 focus
Creon
Nonne etiam frater ille erat, qui contraria inferens arma occubuit?
Nonne etiam frater ille erat, qui contraria inferens arma occubuit?
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 87 focus
CR
Was not Eteocles thy brother too?
Was not Eteocles thy brother too?
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 100 focus
Strahl des Helios, schönstes Licht,
1
100
Das der siebenthorigen Stadt
Thebe's nimmer zuvor erschien!
Du strahlst endlich, des gold'nen Tags
Aufblick, herrlich herauf,
Ueber Dirke's Fluten herüberwandelnd;
2
105
Und Ihn, der mit leuchtendem Schild
Kam von Argos in voller Wehr,
Triebest du flüchtig in eilendem Lauf
Fort mit hastigem Zügel:
Strahl des Helios, schönstes Licht,
1
100
Das der siebenthorigen Stadt
Thebe's nimmer zuvor erschien!
Du strahlst endlich, des gold'nen Tags
Aufblick, herrlich herauf,
Ueber Dirke's Fluten herüberwandelnd;
2
105
Und Ihn, der mit leuchtendem Schild
Kam von Argos in voller Wehr,
Triebest du flüchtig in eilendem Lauf
Fort mit hastigem Zügel:
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 87 focus
Creon
Why then thus reverence him who least de-
served it?
Why then thus reverence him who least de-
served it?
Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889)) — 87 focus
CREONTE
No, tu muerte me basta.
No, tu muerte me basta.
German (F. Hölderlin, 1804) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (F. Hölderlin, 1804)) — 87 focus
ANTIGONAE
Eins Blutes. Kind eins einigen Geschlechtes.
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Eins Blutes. Kind eins einigen Geschlechtes.
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English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904)) — 87 focus
Creon
Was it not a brother, too, that died in the opposite cause?
Was it not a brother, too, that died in the opposite cause?
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 87 focus
Chorus
ANTIS. 1.
556cont2
How blest their state, whose gladsome hours
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Glide smoothly on, untaught to taste of woe!
But when (heav'n-sent) sfflictions flow,
Wide-wasting the impetuous torrent pours;
The house from its foundations shakes,
And ruin all its sons o'ertakes.
593
As when from Thrace the winds tempestuous sweep
With dark'ning horror o'er the deep,
The boiling sands are from the bottom torn,
And high the surging billows borne;
605
Furious they lash the solid shore,
The promontories round rebellow to the roar.
The house of Labdacus of old
In all the pomp of regal splendor stood;
Till rough misfortune's swelling flood
Ruin on former ruin deep'ning rolfd.,
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Some god adds fury to its force,
And urges its resistless course;
No dams, no mounds the raging torrent stay,
Race after race it sweeps away.
O the last branch of this imperial line
A brighter sun now seem'd to shine;
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The bloody dust the dead heap'd round, [ground.
Proud speech, and frenzy wild soon mow her to the
How blest their state, whose gladsome hours
Glide smoothly on, untaught to taste of woe!
But when (heav'n-sent) sfflictions flow,
Wide-wasting the impetuous torrent pours;
The house from its foundations shakes,
And ruin all its sons o'ertakes.
As when from Thrace the winds tempestuous sweep
With dark'ning horror o'er the deep,
The boiling sands are from the bottom torn,
And high the surging billows borne;
Furious they lash the solid shore,
The promontories round rebellow to the roar.
The house of Labdacus of old
In all the pomp of regal splendor stood;
Till rough misfortune's swelling flood
Ruin on former ruin deep'ning rolfd.,
Some god adds fury to its force,
And urges its resistless course;
No dams, no mounds the raging torrent stay,
Race after race it sweeps away.
O the last branch of this imperial line
A brighter sun now seem'd to shine;
The bloody dust the dead heap'd round, [ground.
Proud speech, and frenzy wild soon mow her to the
English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904)) — 100-160 focus
Enter the Chorus on the right.
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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