Ζηνὶ τροπαίῳ πάγχαλκα τέλη·
Antigone. Sophocles. Fleischer. 1830.
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Greek (L. Benloew, 1858) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (L. Benloew, 1858)) — 143 focus
Ζηνὶ Τροπαίῳ πάγχαλκα τέλη·
Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 143 focus
δικρατεῖς λόγχας στήσαντ᾽ ἔχετον
Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 143 focus
Ζηνὶ τροπαίῳ πάγχαλκα τέλη,
Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 143 focus
Ζηνὶ τροπαίῳ πάγχαλκα τέλη,
Greek (A. Colonna, 1978) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Colonna, 1978)) — 143 focus
Ζηνὶ τροπαίῳ πάγχαλκα τέλη,
Greek (A. Dain, 1955) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Dain, 1955)) — 143.mvp-line-143 focus
Ζηνὶ Τροπαίῳ πάγχαλκα τέλη,
Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979)) — 143 focus
Ζηνὶ τροπαίωι πάγχαλκα τέλη,
Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906)) — 143 focus
Ζηνὶ τροπαίῳ πάγχαλκα τέλη,
Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924)) — 143.mvp-line-143 focus
Ζηνὶ τροπαίῳ πάγχαλκα τέλη,
Antigone (OCR draft) Experimental (Antigone) — 143 focus
Ζηνὶ τροπαίῳ πάγχαλκα τέλη,
Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949)) — 143 focus
Ζηνὶ τροπαίωι πάγχαλκα τέλη,
Translations (11)
German (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 143 focus
CHOR
Glückselige, deren Geschick nie Weh gekostet!
Wem das Haus je Götter erschütterten, niemals
570
lässet Fluch ihm ab, von Geschlecht zu Geschlechte schreitend;
gleichwie gethürmter Wogen Zug,
wann vom Thrakersturm geschwellt
er nieder zur dunkelen untersten Meerestiefe steigt,
vom Abgrund auf den schwarzen Meersand wühlet, und von donnerndem
575
Gebraus' ertönt die flutgeschlagne Küste.
593
Im Hause des Labdakos seh' uraltes Leid ich
stets erneut aufs Leid der Geschiedenen stürzen;
nimmerdar befreit ein Geschlecht das Geschlecht, hinab wirft
ein Gott sie, löset nie den Fluch.
580
Noch erglänzte sonst ein Strahl
des Lichtes der letzten Wurzel im Haus des Oedipus;
nun rafft selbst diese noch hinweg der Untergötter blutig Grab,
des Rathes Unsinn und der Seel' Erinys.
605
Wer mag deine Gewalt, o Zeus, kühn aufhalten in frevlem Hochmuth,
585
die nimmer der Schlaf fahet, der Allentkräfter,
nimmer der Götter rasche
Monden! In nie alternder Zeit bewohnst du
des Olympos lichten, strahlenden Gipfel, Herrscher!
In Vergangenheit und Zukunft
590
und jetzo bestehet dies
Gesetz, welches niemals
ob Sterblicher Loos waltete sonder Unheil.
615
Denn die schweifende Hoffnung beut oft wohl vielen der Männer Segen,
doch vielen der leichtsinnigen Wünsche Täuschung;
595
Nimmer-bewuſstem kommt sie,
bis er den Fuſs senget an heifser Flamme.
Das gepries'ne Wort drum scholl von des Weisen Munde,
es bedünke Böses gut oft
dem, welchem den irren Sinn
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der Gott lenkt zum Unheil.
Nur mindeste Zeit wandelt er sonder Unheil.
Glückselige, deren Geschick nie Weh gekostet!
Wem das Haus je Götter erschütterten, niemals
570
lässet Fluch ihm ab, von Geschlecht zu Geschlechte schreitend;
gleichwie gethürmter Wogen Zug,
wann vom Thrakersturm geschwellt
er nieder zur dunkelen untersten Meerestiefe steigt,
vom Abgrund auf den schwarzen Meersand wühlet, und von donnerndem
575
Gebraus' ertönt die flutgeschlagne Küste.
Im Hause des Labdakos seh' uraltes Leid ich
stets erneut aufs Leid der Geschiedenen stürzen;
nimmerdar befreit ein Geschlecht das Geschlecht, hinab wirft
ein Gott sie, löset nie den Fluch.
580
Noch erglänzte sonst ein Strahl
des Lichtes der letzten Wurzel im Haus des Oedipus;
nun rafft selbst diese noch hinweg der Untergötter blutig Grab,
des Rathes Unsinn und der Seel' Erinys.
Wer mag deine Gewalt, o Zeus, kühn aufhalten in frevlem Hochmuth,
585
die nimmer der Schlaf fahet, der Allentkräfter,
nimmer der Götter rasche
Monden! In nie alternder Zeit bewohnst du
des Olympos lichten, strahlenden Gipfel, Herrscher!
In Vergangenheit und Zukunft
590
und jetzo bestehet dies
Gesetz, welches niemals
ob Sterblicher Loos waltete sonder Unheil.
Denn die schweifende Hoffnung beut oft wohl vielen der Männer Segen,
doch vielen der leichtsinnigen Wünsche Täuschung;
595
Nimmer-bewuſstem kommt sie,
bis er den Fuſs senget an heifser Flamme.
Das gepries'ne Wort drum scholl von des Weisen Munde,
es bedünke Böses gut oft
dem, welchem den irren Sinn
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der Gott lenkt zum Unheil.
Nur mindeste Zeit wandelt er sonder Unheil.
Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921)) — 143 focus
HEMÓN
No en lo que no sea justo; que aunque sea más joven, no se debe mirar a la edad, sino al consejo.
No en lo que no sea justo; que aunque sea más joven, no se debe mirar a la edad, sino al consejo.
Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 143 focus
Haemon
Nihil quidem doceare, quod iniustum sit :
etsi vero iuvenis sum, non aetatem magis decet, quam opera, spectare.
Nihil quidem doceare, quod iniustum sit :
etsi vero iuvenis sum, non aetatem magis decet, quam opera, spectare.
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 143 focus
HAEM
Only in what is right. Respects of time
Must be outbalanced by the actual need.
Only in what is right. Respects of time
Must be outbalanced by the actual need.
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 141 focus
Denn Sieben, um sieben Thore gestellt,
Mann wider den Mann, sie ließen dem Zeus,
Dem Verleiher des Siegs, die gediegene Wehr.
1
Nur das schreckliche Paar, von dem Einen gezeugt
Mit demselben Gemahl, die wider sich selbst
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Mit siegendem Speer einstürmten, umfing
Des gemeinsamen Todes Verhängniß.
Zweite Gegenstrophe.
Denn Sieben, um sieben Thore gestellt,
Mann wider den Mann, sie ließen dem Zeus,
Dem Verleiher des Siegs, die gediegene Wehr.
1
Nur das schreckliche Paar, von dem Einen gezeugt
Mit demselben Gemahl, die wider sich selbst
145
Mit siegendem Speer einstürmten, umfing
Des gemeinsamen Todes Verhängniß.
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 143 focus
Haemon
HiE. I would not have thee
Protect the wicked.
HiE. I would not have thee
Protect the wicked.
Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889)) — 143 focus
CORO
605
El orgullo del hombre jamás podrá triunfar ¡oh Júpiter! de tu fuerza. Tú desafías al Sueño irresistible y al Tiempo que en su curso todo lo extermina; y eternamente exento de vejez riges, como soberano, el brillante esplendor del Olimpo. Pero ¡ay! el hombre no puede gozar pura felicidad: el pasado, el presente y el porvenir se hallan sujetos á esta inmutable ley.
605
El orgullo del hombre jamás podrá triunfar ¡oh Júpiter! de tu fuerza. Tú desafías al Sueño irresistible y al Tiempo que en su curso todo lo extermina; y eternamente exento de vejez riges, como soberano, el brillante esplendor del Olimpo. Pero ¡ay! el hombre no puede gozar pura felicidad: el pasado, el presente y el porvenir se hallan sujetos á esta inmutable ley.
German (F. Hölderlin, 1804) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (F. Hölderlin, 1804)) — 143 focus
KREON
Ist nicht die hier in solcher Krankheit troffen?
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Ist nicht die hier in solcher Krankheit troffen?
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English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904)) — 143 focus
Haemon
In nothing that is not right; but if I am young, thou shouldest look to my merits, not to my years.
730
In nothing that is not right; but if I am young, thou shouldest look to my merits, not to my years.
730
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 143 focus
Antigone
929cont2
I will not sooth thee with the flattering hope
That thy fix'd doom shall ever be reversed.
Thou city of my fathers, royal Thebes,
And you, who from my country drew your birth,
Ye gods, I hence am forced; I am no more!
And you, who o'er the Theban state preside,
940
See the last virgin of an honour'd line,
Your kings; see what I suffer, and from whom,
See me condemn'd for pious deeds to die!
I will not sooth thee with the flattering hope
That thy fix'd doom shall ever be reversed.
Thou city of my fathers, royal Thebes,
And you, who from my country drew your birth,
Ye gods, I hence am forced; I am no more!
And you, who o'er the Theban state preside,
940
See the last virgin of an honour'd line,
Your kings; see what I suffer, and from whom,
See me condemn'd for pious deeds to die!
English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb2, 1904)) — 162-330 focus
Enter Creon, with two attendants.
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Enter Guard.
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Creon
My fellow citizens! First, the gods, after tossing the fate of our city on wild waves, have once more righted it. Second, I have ordered you through my messengers to come here
apart from all the rest, because I knew, first of all, how constant was your reverence for the power of the throne of Laius; how, again, you were reverent, when Oedipus was guiding our city; and lastly, how, when he was dead, you still maintained loyal thoughts towards his children.
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Since, then, these latter have fallen in one day by a twofold doom—each striking, each struck, both with the stain of a brother’s murder—I now possess all the power and the throne according to my kinship with the dead.
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Now, it is impossible to know fully any man’s character, will, or judgment, until he has been proved by the test of rule and law-giving. For if anyone who directs the entire city does not cling to the best and wisest plans,
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but because of some fear keeps his lips locked, then, in my judgment, he is and has long been the most cowardly traitor. And if any man thinks a friend more important than his fatherland, that man, I say, is of no account. Zeus, god who sees all things always, be my witness—
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I would not be silent if I saw ruin, instead of safety, marching upon the citizens. Nor would I ever make a man who is hostile to my country a friend to myself, because I know this, that our country is the ship that bears us safe, and that only when
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we sail her on a straight course can we make true friends. Such are the rules by which I strengthen this city. Akin to these is the edict which I have now published to the citizenry concerning the sons of Oedipus: Eteocles, who fell fighting
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in behalf of our city and who excelled all in battle, they shall entomb and heap up every sacred offering that descends to the noblest of the dead below. But as for his brother, Polyneices, I mean, who on his return from exile wanted to burn to the ground
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the city of his fathers and his race’s gods, and wanted to feed on kindred blood and lead the remnant into slavery—it has been proclaimed to the city that no one shall give him funeral honors or lamentation,
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but all must leave him unburied and a sight of shame, with his body there for birds and dogs to eat. This is my will, and never will I allow the traitor to stand in honor before the just. But whoever has good will to
Thebes
,
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he shall be honored by me in death as in life.
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211
My fellow citizens! First, the gods, after tossing the fate of our city on wild waves, have once more righted it. Second, I have ordered you through my messengers to come here
apart from all the rest, because I knew, first of all, how constant was your reverence for the power of the throne of Laius; how, again, you were reverent, when Oedipus was guiding our city; and lastly, how, when he was dead, you still maintained loyal thoughts towards his children.
165
Since, then, these latter have fallen in one day by a twofold doom—each striking, each struck, both with the stain of a brother’s murder—I now possess all the power and the throne according to my kinship with the dead.
170
Now, it is impossible to know fully any man’s character, will, or judgment, until he has been proved by the test of rule and law-giving. For if anyone who directs the entire city does not cling to the best and wisest plans,
175
but because of some fear keeps his lips locked, then, in my judgment, he is and has long been the most cowardly traitor. And if any man thinks a friend more important than his fatherland, that man, I say, is of no account. Zeus, god who sees all things always, be my witness—
180
I would not be silent if I saw ruin, instead of safety, marching upon the citizens. Nor would I ever make a man who is hostile to my country a friend to myself, because I know this, that our country is the ship that bears us safe, and that only when
185
we sail her on a straight course can we make true friends. Such are the rules by which I strengthen this city. Akin to these is the edict which I have now published to the citizenry concerning the sons of Oedipus: Eteocles, who fell fighting
190
in behalf of our city and who excelled all in battle, they shall entomb and heap up every sacred offering that descends to the noblest of the dead below. But as for his brother, Polyneices, I mean, who on his return from exile wanted to burn to the ground
195
the city of his fathers and his race’s gods, and wanted to feed on kindred blood and lead the remnant into slavery—it has been proclaimed to the city that no one shall give him funeral honors or lamentation,
200
but all must leave him unburied and a sight of shame, with his body there for birds and dogs to eat. This is my will, and never will I allow the traitor to stand in honor before the just. But whoever has good will to
Thebes
,
205
he shall be honored by me in death as in life.
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Chorus
That is your will, Creon, towards this city’s enemy and its friend. And the power is yours, I believe, to make use of every law whatsoever, both concerning the dead and all us who live.
That is your will, Creon, towards this city’s enemy and its friend. And the power is yours, I believe, to make use of every law whatsoever, both concerning the dead and all us who live.
Creon
See, then, that you be guardians of my commands.
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See, then, that you be guardians of my commands.
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Chorus
Lay the weight of this task on some younger man.
Lay the weight of this task on some younger man.
Creon
That is not what I meant—the guards for the corpse are already in place.
That is not what I meant—the guards for the corpse are already in place.
Chorus
Then what is this other command that you would give?
Then what is this other command that you would give?
Creon
That you not give way to the breakers of my commands.
That you not give way to the breakers of my commands.
Chorus
There is no one so foolish as to crave death.
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There is no one so foolish as to crave death.
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Creon
I assure you, that is the wage for disobedience. Yet by just the hope of it, money has many times corrupted men.
Enter Guard.
I assure you, that is the wage for disobedience. Yet by just the hope of it, money has many times corrupted men.
Guard
My king, I will not say that I arrive breathless because of speed, or from the action of a swift foot.
For often I brought myself to a stop because of my thoughts, and wheeled round in my path to return. My mind was telling me many things:
Fool, why do you go to where your arrival will mean your punishment?
Idiot, are you dallying again? If Creon learns it from another, must you not suffer for it?
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So debating, I made my way unhurriedly, slow, and thus a short road was made long. At last, however, the view prevailed that I should come here—to you. Even if my report brings no good, still will I tell you,
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since I come with a good grip on one hope, that I can suffer nothing except what is my fate.
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My king, I will not say that I arrive breathless because of speed, or from the action of a swift foot.
For often I brought myself to a stop because of my thoughts, and wheeled round in my path to return. My mind was telling me many things:
Fool, why do you go to where your arrival will mean your punishment?
Idiot, are you dallying again? If Creon learns it from another, must you not suffer for it?
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So debating, I made my way unhurriedly, slow, and thus a short road was made long. At last, however, the view prevailed that I should come here—to you. Even if my report brings no good, still will I tell you,
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since I come with a good grip on one hope, that I can suffer nothing except what is my fate.
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Creon
And what is it that so disheartens you?
And what is it that so disheartens you?
Guard
I want to tell you first about myself—I did not do the deed, nor did I see the doer,
so it would be wrong that I should come to any harm.
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I want to tell you first about myself—I did not do the deed, nor did I see the doer,
so it would be wrong that I should come to any harm.
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Creon
Like a bowman you aim well at your target from a distance, and all around you hedge yourself off well from the deed. It is clear that you have some unheard-of thing to tell.
Like a bowman you aim well at your target from a distance, and all around you hedge yourself off well from the deed. It is clear that you have some unheard-of thing to tell.
Guard
That I do, for terrible news imposes great hesitation.
That I do, for terrible news imposes great hesitation.
Creon
Then tell it, will you, and so unburdened go away?
Then tell it, will you, and so unburdened go away?
Guard
Well, here it is. The corpse—some one has just given it burial and disappeared after sprinkling thirsty dust on the flesh and performing the other rites that piety demands.
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Well, here it is. The corpse—some one has just given it burial and disappeared after sprinkling thirsty dust on the flesh and performing the other rites that piety demands.
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Creon
What are you saying? What man dared do this?
What are you saying? What man dared do this?
Guard
I do not know. For there was no scar of a pickax to be seen there,
no earth thrown up by a mattock. The ground was hard and dry, unbroken, not rolled over by wheels. The doer was someone who left no trace. When the first day-watchman showed it to us, a discomforting amazement fell on us all.
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The dead man was veiled from us—not shut within a tomb, but a light cover of dust was on him, as if put there by the hand of one who shunned a curse. And no sign was visible that any beast of prey or any dog had approached or torn him. Then evil words flew thick and loud among us,
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guard accusing guard. It would even have come to blows in the end, nor was there anyone there to prevent it: every man was the culprit, and no one was plainly guilty, while all disclaimed knowledge of the act. We were ready to take red-hot iron in our hands,
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to walk through fire and to swear oaths by the gods that we had neither done the deed, nor shared knowledge of the planning or the doing. At last, when our investigating got us nowhere, someone spoke up and made us all bend our faces
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in fear towards the earth. For we did not know how we could argue with him, nor yet prosper, if we did what he said. His argument was that the deed must be reported to you and not hidden. This view prevailed, and so it was that
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the lot doomed miserable me to win this prize. So here I stand, as unwelcome to you as I am unwilling, I well know. For no man delights in the bearer of bad news.
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I do not know. For there was no scar of a pickax to be seen there,
no earth thrown up by a mattock. The ground was hard and dry, unbroken, not rolled over by wheels. The doer was someone who left no trace. When the first day-watchman showed it to us, a discomforting amazement fell on us all.
250
The dead man was veiled from us—not shut within a tomb, but a light cover of dust was on him, as if put there by the hand of one who shunned a curse. And no sign was visible that any beast of prey or any dog had approached or torn him. Then evil words flew thick and loud among us,
255
guard accusing guard. It would even have come to blows in the end, nor was there anyone there to prevent it: every man was the culprit, and no one was plainly guilty, while all disclaimed knowledge of the act. We were ready to take red-hot iron in our hands,
260
to walk through fire and to swear oaths by the gods that we had neither done the deed, nor shared knowledge of the planning or the doing. At last, when our investigating got us nowhere, someone spoke up and made us all bend our faces
265
in fear towards the earth. For we did not know how we could argue with him, nor yet prosper, if we did what he said. His argument was that the deed must be reported to you and not hidden. This view prevailed, and so it was that
270
the lot doomed miserable me to win this prize. So here I stand, as unwelcome to you as I am unwilling, I well know. For no man delights in the bearer of bad news.
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Chorus
My king, my thoughts have long been deliberating whether this deed is somehow the work of gods?
My king, my thoughts have long been deliberating whether this deed is somehow the work of gods?
Creon
Quiet, before your words truly fill me with rage, so that you not be found at the same time foolish as well as old. You say what is intolerable when you claim that the gods have concern for that corpse. Was it in high esteem for his benefactions
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that they sought to hide him, when he had come to burn their columned shrines, their sacred treasures and their land, and scatter its laws to the winds? Or do you see the gods honoring the wicked? It cannot be. No! From the very first
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certain men of the city were chafing at this edict and muttering against me, tossing their heads in secret, and they did not keep their necks duly under the yoke in submission to me. By those men, I am certain, they were led astray and bribed to do this deed.
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Nothing so evil as money ever grew to be current among men. This destroys cities, this drives men from their homes, this trains and warps honest minds to set themselves to works of shame,
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this teaches people to practise villainies, and to know every act of unholiness. But all the men who did this job for hire have made sure that, sooner or later, they shall suffer the punishment. Now, as Zeus still has my reverence, know this well—
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I tell you on my oath. If you do not find the very hand that made this burial, and reveal him before my eyes, mere death shall not suffice for you, not before, hung up alive, you have made this outrage plain,
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so that hereafter you may thieve with better knowledge of where your money should be received from, and learn that it is best not to be fond of money-making from any and every source. For you will find that ill-gotten gains bring more men to ruin than to safety.
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Quiet, before your words truly fill me with rage, so that you not be found at the same time foolish as well as old. You say what is intolerable when you claim that the gods have concern for that corpse. Was it in high esteem for his benefactions
280
that they sought to hide him, when he had come to burn their columned shrines, their sacred treasures and their land, and scatter its laws to the winds? Or do you see the gods honoring the wicked? It cannot be. No! From the very first
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certain men of the city were chafing at this edict and muttering against me, tossing their heads in secret, and they did not keep their necks duly under the yoke in submission to me. By those men, I am certain, they were led astray and bribed to do this deed.
290
Nothing so evil as money ever grew to be current among men. This destroys cities, this drives men from their homes, this trains and warps honest minds to set themselves to works of shame,
295
this teaches people to practise villainies, and to know every act of unholiness. But all the men who did this job for hire have made sure that, sooner or later, they shall suffer the punishment. Now, as Zeus still has my reverence, know this well—
300
I tell you on my oath. If you do not find the very hand that made this burial, and reveal him before my eyes, mere death shall not suffice for you, not before, hung up alive, you have made this outrage plain,
305
so that hereafter you may thieve with better knowledge of where your money should be received from, and learn that it is best not to be fond of money-making from any and every source. For you will find that ill-gotten gains bring more men to ruin than to safety.
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Guard
Will you allow me to speak? Or shall I just turn and go?
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Will you allow me to speak? Or shall I just turn and go?
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Creon
Do you not know even now how much your voice sickens me?
Do you not know even now how much your voice sickens me?
Guard
Is the pain in your ears, or in your soul?
Is the pain in your ears, or in your soul?
Creon
And why would you define the seat of my pain?
And why would you define the seat of my pain?
Guard
He who did it hurts your heart, but I, your ears.
He who did it hurts your heart, but I, your ears.
Creon
God! How plain it is that you are a born babbler.
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God! How plain it is that you are a born babbler.
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Guard
Perhaps, but never the author of this action.
Perhaps, but never the author of this action.
Creon
Yes, and what is more, you sold your life for silver.
Yes, and what is more, you sold your life for silver.
Guard
Ah! It is truly sad when the judge judges wrong .
Ah! It is truly sad when the judge judges wrong .
Creon
Expound on
judgment as you will. But, if you fail to
show me the perpetrators of these crimes, you will avow that money basely earned wreaks sorrows.
Exit Creon.
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Expound on
judgment as you will. But, if you fail to
show me the perpetrators of these crimes, you will avow that money basely earned wreaks sorrows.
Exit Creon.
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Guard
Well, may the man be found! That would be best. But, whether he be caught or not—for fortune must decide that—I assure you that you will not see me come here again.
Saved just now beyond hope and belief, I owe the gods great thanks.
Exit the Guard.
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Well, may the man be found! That would be best. But, whether he be caught or not—for fortune must decide that—I assure you that you will not see me come here again.
Saved just now beyond hope and belief, I owe the gods great thanks.
Exit the Guard.
330
Commentary
Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) (Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) focus
142-143. mvp-comment-87-1 'Left the tribute of their brazen panoplies to Zeus, who turns the battle.'