ἀλλ᾽ ἐκ φόβου τοὺ γλῶσσαν ἐγκλείσας ἔχει,
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Antigone. Sophocles. Fleischer. 1830.
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Greek (L. Benloew, 1858) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (L. Benloew, 1858)) — 180 focus
κάκιστος εἶναι νῦν τε καὶ πάλαι δοκεῖ·
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Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 180 focus
ἐγὼ γάρ, ἴστω Ζεὺς ὁ πάνθ᾽ ὁρῶν ἀεί,
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Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 180 focus
καὶ μείζον᾽ εἴ τις ἀντὶ τῆς αὑτοῦ πάτρας
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Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 180 focus
ἀλλ᾽ ἐκ φόβου του γλῶσσαν ἐγκλείσας ἔχει,
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Greek (A. Colonna, 1978) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Colonna, 1978)) — 180 focus
ἀλλ' ἐκ φόβου του γλῶσσαν ἐγκλῄσας ἔχει,
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Greek (A. Dain, 1955) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Dain, 1955)) — 180.mvp-line-180 focus
ἀλλ’ ἐκ φόβου του γλῶσσαν ἐγκλῄσας ἔχει,
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Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979)) — 180 focus
ἀλλ᾽ ἐκ φόβου του γλῶσσαν ἐγκλήισας ἔχει,
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Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906)) — 180 focus
ἀλλ᾽ ἐκ φόβου του γλῶσσαν ἐγκλῄσας ἔχει,
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Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924)) — 180.mvp-line-180 focus
ἀλλ᾽ ἐκ φόβου του γλῶσσαν ἐγκλῄσας ἔχει,
180
Antigone (OCR draft) Experimental (Antigone) — 180 focus
ἀλλʼ ἐκ φόβου του γλῶσσαν ἐγκλῄσας ἔχει,
180
Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949)) — 180 focus
ἀλλ᾽ ἐκ φόβου του γλῶσσαν ἐγκλήισας ἔχει,
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Translations (10)
German (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 180 focus
HÄMON.
So willst du reden, aber hören willst du nichts?
So willst du reden, aber hören willst du nichts?
Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921)) — 180 focus
CORO
781
¡Amor invencible en la pelea! ¡Amor que en el corazón te infundes, que en las tiernas mejillas de la muchacha te posas y pasas al otro lado del mar y frecuentas las rústicas cabañas! De ti no se libra nadie entre los inmortales, ni entre los efímeros hombres; y quien te recibe, se enfurece.
791
Tú de los hombres justos arrancas injustas determinaciones, para arruinarlos; y también tú has concitado la rencilla en esta familia. Triunfa el brillante atractivo de los ojos de la novia que ha de alegrar el lecho, y que atrae contra las más grandes instituciones; pues sin que se la pueda resistir, juega de nosotros la diosa Venus.
801
Ahora, en verdad, yo mismo me dejo llevar fuera de lo debido, y no puedo contener las lágrimas de mis ojos al ver que Antígona camina hacia el lecho que a todo el mundo adormece.
781
¡Amor invencible en la pelea! ¡Amor que en el corazón te infundes, que en las tiernas mejillas de la muchacha te posas y pasas al otro lado del mar y frecuentas las rústicas cabañas! De ti no se libra nadie entre los inmortales, ni entre los efímeros hombres; y quien te recibe, se enfurece.
791
Tú de los hombres justos arrancas injustas determinaciones, para arruinarlos; y también tú has concitado la rencilla en esta familia. Triunfa el brillante atractivo de los ojos de la novia que ha de alegrar el lecho, y que atrae contra las más grandes instituciones; pues sin que se la pueda resistir, juega de nosotros la diosa Venus.
801
Ahora, en verdad, yo mismo me dejo llevar fuera de lo debido, y no puedo contener las lágrimas de mis ojos al ver que Antígona camina hacia el lecho que a todo el mundo adormece.
Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 180 focus
Chorus
781
Amor invicte in pugnis, Amor, qui opes non aífectas, qui puellae mollibus excubas in genis, transque maria permeas, penetrasque te in silvestria lustra;
nec te immortalium quisquam fugere potis est, nec brevis aevi hominum.
Quisquis vero te concipit, in furorem agitur,
791
Tu vel iustorum mentes devias abripis ad noxam:
tu quoque inter consanguineos viros litem .hanc concitasti:
praepollet autem palam erumpens oculorum desiderium pulcram appetentis virginem, quod.
cum maximis inter initia rerum legibus pari praeditum est potestate :
— insuperabilis enim illudit dea Venus.
801
Quin et iam ipse ultra licitum feror, haec cernens, neque amplius lacrimarum fontes cohibere valeo, quum Antigonam hanc video ad thalamum omnibus communem perduci.
781
Amor invicte in pugnis, Amor, qui opes non aífectas, qui puellae mollibus excubas in genis, transque maria permeas, penetrasque te in silvestria lustra;
nec te immortalium quisquam fugere potis est, nec brevis aevi hominum.
Quisquis vero te concipit, in furorem agitur,
791
Tu vel iustorum mentes devias abripis ad noxam:
tu quoque inter consanguineos viros litem .hanc concitasti:
praepollet autem palam erumpens oculorum desiderium pulcram appetentis virginem, quod.
cum maximis inter initia rerum legibus pari praeditum est potestate :
— insuperabilis enim illudit dea Venus.
801
Quin et iam ipse ultra licitum feror, haec cernens, neque amplius lacrimarum fontes cohibere valeo, quum Antigonam hanc video ad thalamum omnibus communem perduci.
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 180 focus
ANT
Enter ANTIGONE guarded.
806
Ye see me on my way,
O burghers of my father’s land!
With one last look on Helios’ ray,
Led my last path toward the silent strand.
Alive to the wide house of rest I go;
No dawn for me may shine,
No marriage-blessing e’er be mine,
No hymeneal with my praises flow!
The Lord of Acheron’s unlovely shore
810
Shall be mine only husband evermore.
810
Yea, but with glory and fame,—
Not by award of the sword,
Not with blighting disease,
But by a law of thine own,—
Thou, of mortals alone,
815
Goest alive to the deep
815
Tranquil home of the dead.
Ye see me on my way,
O burghers of my father’s land!
With one last look on Helios’ ray,
Led my last path toward the silent strand.
Alive to the wide house of rest I go;
No dawn for me may shine,
No marriage-blessing e’er be mine,
No hymeneal with my praises flow!
The Lord of Acheron’s unlovely shore
810
Shall be mine only husband evermore.
810
Yea, but with glory and fame,—
Not by award of the sword,
Not with blighting disease,
But by a law of thine own,—
Thou, of mortals alone,
815
Goest alive to the deep
815
Tranquil home of the dead.
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 162 focus
Ihr Männer, fest hob Götterhuld uns wiederum
Aus vieler Stürme wildem Drang die Stadt empor:
Doch euch beschied ich jezt allein aus Allen her
Durch meine Boten; denn ich weiß, daß allezeit
165
Ihr heilig ehrtet Thron und Macht des Laïos,
Und wieder, als uns Dedipus die Stadt erhob,
Und als er hingeschieden, auch den Söhnen noch
In wandellosem Sinne treu ergeben bliebt.
Nun diese Beiden durch ein zwiefach Todesloos
170
An Einem Tag gefallen, sich erschlagend und
Erschlagen durch der eignen Hände Gräuelthat:
So wurden mein die Throne, mein ward alle Macht
Der Todten nach dem Rechte stammverwandten Bluts.
Wohl ist's unmöglich, auszuspäh'n an jedem Mann
175
Verstand, Gemüth und Sinnesart, bevor er sich
Mit Aemtern und Gesezen wohlvertraut bewies.
Denn mir erscheint, wer einen ganzen Staat beherrscht,
Und nicht am besten Rathe sich zu halten weiß,
Ja, feig und furchtsam seinen Mund verschlossen hält,
180
Verworfen scheint er heute mir und schien es längst.
Und wer des eignen Landes Wohl nicht höher stellt,
Als seine Freunde, diesen acht' ich völlig Nichts.
Denn ich vernehm' es Zeus, der stets allsehende!
Ich schwiege niemals, säh' ich auf die Bürger je
185
Heran das Unglück schreiten an des Glückes Statt,
Noch werd' ich jemals einen Feind des Landes mir
Zum Freunde wählen, weil ich wohl erkenne, daß
Nur dieses uns behütet, daß uns Freunde treu
Zur Seite stehen, schiffen wir an seinem Bord.
190
Durch solche Sazung heb' ich diese Stadt empor;
Und dem entsprechend ließ ich jezt von Dedipus'
Zwei Söhnen allem Volke-laut verkündigen:
Eteokles, welcher kämpfend fiel für diese Stadt,
Und jeden Preis des Heldenmuthes sich errang,
195
Er soll ein Grab und alle Grabesweih'n empfah'n,
So wie's den Besten folgt hinab zur Todtenwelt;
1
Doch seinem Bruder - Polyneikes mein' ich, der
Das Land der Ahnen und die Götter dieser Flur,
Heimkehrend aus dem Banne, durch des Feuers Glut
200
Austilgen wollte, wollte sich in Bürgerblut
Satt schwelgen, euch zu Knechten frech entwürdigen,
Ihm dürfe, so ward eurer Stadt es kundgethan,
Niemand ein Grabmal schmücken, noch ihm Klage weih'n;
Nein, unbestattet lieg' er, zur Verstümmelung,
205
Zum Fraß für Hund' und Vögel, graunvoll anzuseh'n.
So lautet denn mein Wille: niemals werden wir
Dem Schlechten Ehre geben vor dem Redlichen;
Doch wer da wohlwill dieser Stadt, der wird im Tod
Und Leben gleicherweise stets von mir geehrt.
210
Ihr Männer, fest hob Götterhuld uns wiederum
Aus vieler Stürme wildem Drang die Stadt empor:
Doch euch beschied ich jezt allein aus Allen her
Durch meine Boten; denn ich weiß, daß allezeit
165
Ihr heilig ehrtet Thron und Macht des Laïos,
Und wieder, als uns Dedipus die Stadt erhob,
Und als er hingeschieden, auch den Söhnen noch
In wandellosem Sinne treu ergeben bliebt.
Nun diese Beiden durch ein zwiefach Todesloos
170
An Einem Tag gefallen, sich erschlagend und
Erschlagen durch der eignen Hände Gräuelthat:
So wurden mein die Throne, mein ward alle Macht
Der Todten nach dem Rechte stammverwandten Bluts.
Wohl ist's unmöglich, auszuspäh'n an jedem Mann
175
Verstand, Gemüth und Sinnesart, bevor er sich
Mit Aemtern und Gesezen wohlvertraut bewies.
Denn mir erscheint, wer einen ganzen Staat beherrscht,
Und nicht am besten Rathe sich zu halten weiß,
Ja, feig und furchtsam seinen Mund verschlossen hält,
180
Verworfen scheint er heute mir und schien es längst.
Und wer des eignen Landes Wohl nicht höher stellt,
Als seine Freunde, diesen acht' ich völlig Nichts.
Denn ich vernehm' es Zeus, der stets allsehende!
Ich schwiege niemals, säh' ich auf die Bürger je
185
Heran das Unglück schreiten an des Glückes Statt,
Noch werd' ich jemals einen Feind des Landes mir
Zum Freunde wählen, weil ich wohl erkenne, daß
Nur dieses uns behütet, daß uns Freunde treu
Zur Seite stehen, schiffen wir an seinem Bord.
190
Durch solche Sazung heb' ich diese Stadt empor;
Und dem entsprechend ließ ich jezt von Dedipus'
Zwei Söhnen allem Volke-laut verkündigen:
Eteokles, welcher kämpfend fiel für diese Stadt,
Und jeden Preis des Heldenmuthes sich errang,
195
Er soll ein Grab und alle Grabesweih'n empfah'n,
So wie's den Besten folgt hinab zur Todtenwelt;
1
Doch seinem Bruder - Polyneikes mein' ich, der
Das Land der Ahnen und die Götter dieser Flur,
Heimkehrend aus dem Banne, durch des Feuers Glut
200
Austilgen wollte, wollte sich in Bürgerblut
Satt schwelgen, euch zu Knechten frech entwürdigen,
Ihm dürfe, so ward eurer Stadt es kundgethan,
Niemand ein Grabmal schmücken, noch ihm Klage weih'n;
Nein, unbestattet lieg' er, zur Verstümmelung,
205
Zum Fraß für Hund' und Vögel, graunvoll anzuseh'n.
So lautet denn mein Wille: niemals werden wir
Dem Schlechten Ehre geben vor dem Redlichen;
Doch wer da wohlwill dieser Stadt, der wird im Tod
Und Leben gleicherweise stets von mir geehrt.
210
Der Chor.
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 180 focus
Antigone
823
Thus Tantalus' unhappy daughter fell.
The Phrygian Niobe. High on the top
Of towering Sipylus the rock enfolds her,
825
E'en as the ivy twines her tendrils round
The lofty oak ; there still (as fame reports)
To melting showers and everlasting snow
Obvious she stands, her beauteous bosom wet
830
With tears, that from her ever-streaming eyes
Incessant flow. Her fate resembles mine.
Thus Tantalus' unhappy daughter fell.
The Phrygian Niobe. High on the top
Of towering Sipylus the rock enfolds her,
825
E'en as the ivy twines her tendrils round
The lofty oak ; there still (as fame reports)
To melting showers and everlasting snow
Obvious she stands, her beauteous bosom wet
830
With tears, that from her ever-streaming eyes
Incessant flow. Her fate resembles mine.
Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889)) — 180 focus
HEMÓN
Tú dices lo que se te antoja; y, después que hablas, no quieres á tu vez oir.
Tú dices lo que se te antoja; y, después que hablas, no quieres á tu vez oir.
German (F. Hölderlin, 1804) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (F. Hölderlin, 1804)) — 180 focus
ANTIGONAE
Ich habe gehört, der Wüste gleich sey worden
Die Lebensreiche, Phrygische,
Von Tantalos im Schoose gezogen, an Sipylos Gipfel ;
Hökricht sey worden dieund wie eins Epheuketten
855
Anthut, in langsamen Fels
Zusammengezogen ; und immerhin bei ihr,
Wie Männer sagen, bleibt der Winter;
Und waschet den Hals ihr unter
Schneehellen Thränen der Wimpern. Recht der gleich
860
Bringt mich ein Geist zu Bette.
Ich habe gehört, der Wüste gleich sey worden
Die Lebensreiche, Phrygische,
Von Tantalos im Schoose gezogen, an Sipylos Gipfel ;
Hökricht sey worden dieund wie eins Epheuketten
855
Anthut, in langsamen Fels
Zusammengezogen ; und immerhin bei ihr,
Wie Männer sagen, bleibt der Winter;
Und waschet den Hals ihr unter
Schneehellen Thränen der Wimpern. Recht der gleich
860
Bringt mich ein Geist zu Bette.
English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904)) — 180 focus
Antigone
806
See me, citizens of my fatherland, setting forth on my last way, looking my last on the sunlight that is
810
for me no more; no, Hades who gives sleep to all leads me living to Acheron’s shore; who have had no portion in the chant that brings the bride, nor hath any song been mine for the crowning of bridals; whom the lord of the Dark Lake shall wed.
806
See me, citizens of my fatherland, setting forth on my last way, looking my last on the sunlight that is
810
for me no more; no, Hades who gives sleep to all leads me living to Acheron’s shore; who have had no portion in the chant that brings the bride, nor hath any song been mine for the crowning of bridals; whom the lord of the Dark Lake shall wed.
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.
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.
210
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.
210
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.
215
See, then, that you be guardians of my commands.
215
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.
220
There is no one so foolish as to crave death.
220
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?
225
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,
230
since I come with a good grip on one hope, that I can suffer nothing except what is my fate.
235
237
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?
225
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,
230
since I come with a good grip on one hope, that I can suffer nothing except what is my fate.
235
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.
240
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.
240
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.
245
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.
245
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.
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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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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
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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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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.
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Commentary
Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) (Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) focus
178-183. mvp-comment-111-1 The sentiment of these lines is closely parallel to Plat. Legg. 9. 856 B, ὃς ἂν ἄγων εἰς ἀρχὴν ἄνθρωπον δουλῶται μὲν τοὺς νόμους, ἑταιρείας δὲ τὴν πόλιν ὑπήκοον ποιῇ, καὶ βιαίως δὲ πᾶν τοῦτο πράττων καὶ στάσιν ἐγείρων παρανομῇ· τοῦτον δὴ διανοεῖσθαι δεῖ πάντων πολεμιώτατον ὅλῃ τῇ πόλει, τὸν δὲ κοινωνοῦντα μὲν τῶν τοιούτων μηδενί, τῶν μεγίστων δὲ μετέχοντα ἀρχῶν ἐν τῇ πόλει, λεληθότα τε ταῦτα αὐτὸν ἢ μὴ λεληθότα, δειλίᾳ δ᾽ ὑπὲρ πατρίδος αὑτοῦ μὴ τιμωρούμενον, δεῖ δεύτερον ἡγεῖσθαι τὸν τοιοῦτον πολίτην κακῇ.
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mvp-comment-112-1
ἐγκλείσας Locked up. Cp. Shakespeare, Richard II, 1. 3,
Within my mouth you have engaoled my tongue, | Doubly portcullised with my teeth and lips. Infr. 505, εἰ μὴ γλῶσσαν ἐγκλείσαι φόβος.