παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων
Antigone. Sophocles. ed. Francis Storr. London. 1912.
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Ἀντιγόνη (Greek) (Sophocles, Volume 1. Storr, Francis, editor. London; New York: William Heinemann Ltd.; The Macmillan Company, 1912.)
Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.
Editions (11)
Greek (L. Benloew, 1858) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (L. Benloew, 1858)) — 131 focus
παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ, βαλβίδων
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Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 131 focus
νίκην ὁρμῶντ᾽ ἀλαλάξαι.
Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 131 focus
παλτῷ ῥίπτει πυρὶ βαλβίδων
Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 131 focus
παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων
Greek (A. Colonna, 1978) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Colonna, 1978)) — 131 focus
παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων
Greek (A. Dain, 1955) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. Dain, 1955)) — 131.mvp-line-131 focus
παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων
Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. D. Dawe, 1979)) — 131 focus
παλτῶι ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων
Greek (G. Hermann, 1830) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (G. Hermann, 1830)) — 131 focus
παλτῷ ῥίπτει πυρί, βαλβίδων
Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (R. C. Jebb, 1906)) — 131 focus
παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων
Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (A. C. Pearson, 1924)) — 131.mvp-line-131 focus
παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων
Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (K. Reinhardt, 1949)) — 131 focus
παλτῶι ῥιπτεῖ πυρὶ βαλβίδων
Translations (11)
German (A. Boeckh, 1884) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (A. Boeckh, 1884)) — 131 focus
ISMENE
Was ist das Leben mir noch ohne diese werth?
Was ist das Leben mir noch ohne diese werth?
Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (J. A. Bolufer, 1921)) — 131 focus
CORO
¿Pero privarás de ésta a tu propio hijo?
¿Pero privarás de ésta a tu propio hijo?
Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806) (OCR draft) Experimental (Latin (F. H. Bothe, 1806)) — 131 focus
Ismene
Ecqui igitur ista tuum privabis filium?
Ecqui igitur ista tuum privabis filium?
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 131 focus
CH
And wilt thou sever her from thine own son?
And wilt thou sever her from thine own son?
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 134 focus
Niedergeschmettert zur dröhnenden Erde stürzt' er,
Welcher, bewehrt mit der Fackel, in trunk nem Wahnsinn,
135
In wuthathmendem Drang,
Wild herschnob mit feindlichem Sturm.
Doch es ging anders aus;
Andern beschied anderes Loos Ares, der Held, der die Bedrängten
Stürmend davontrieb.
140
Niedergeschmettert zur dröhnenden Erde stürzt' er,
Welcher, bewehrt mit der Fackel, in trunk nem Wahnsinn,
135
In wuthathmendem Drang,
Wild herschnob mit feindlichem Sturm.
Doch es ging anders aus;
Andern beschied anderes Loos Ares, der Held, der die Bedrängten
Stürmend davontrieb.
140
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 131 focus
Creon
^o must you and I ;
Therefore no more delay. Go, take them hence ;
Confine them both. Henceforth they shall not stir ;
When death is near at hand the bravest fly.
Thrice bappy they, whose days in pleasure flow,
Wlio never taste the bitter cup of woe ;
For when the wrath of heaven descends
On some devoted house, there foul disgrace,
With grief and all her train attends,
And shame and sorrow o'erwhelm the wretched race.
E'en as the Thracian sea, when vexed with storms.
Whilst darkness hangs incumbent o'er the deep.
When the black north the troubled scene deforms,
And the black sands in rapid whirlwinds sweep.
The groaning waves beat on the trembling shore,
And echoing hills rebellow to the roar.
O Labdacus ! thy house must perish all —
E'en now I see the stately ruin fall ;
Shame heaped on shame, and ill on ill,
Disgrace and never-ending woes ;
Some angry god pursues thee still.
Nor grants or safety or repose.
One fair and lovely branch unwithered stood
And braved th' inclement skies ;
But Pluto comes, inexorable god —
She sinks, she raves, she dies.
Shall man below control the gods above,
Whose eyes by all- subduing sleep
Are never closed as feeble mortals' are,
But still their watchful vigils keep
Through the large circle of th' eternal year !
Great lord of all, whom neither time nor age
With envious stroke can weaken or decay ;
He who alone the future can presage.
Who knows alike to-morrow as to-day ;
Whilst wretched man is doomed, by Heaven's decree.
To toil and pain, to sin and misery.
Of times the flatterer Hope, that joy inspires,
Fills the proud heart of man with fond desires ;
He, careless traveller, wanders still
Through life, unmindful of deceit,
Nor dreads the danger, till he feel
The burning sands beneath his feet.
When heaven impels to guilt the maddening mind.
Then good like ill appears.
And vice, for universal hate designed,
The face of virtue wears. [Exeunt.
^o must you and I ;
Therefore no more delay. Go, take them hence ;
Confine them both. Henceforth they shall not stir ;
When death is near at hand the bravest fly.
Thrice bappy they, whose days in pleasure flow,
Wlio never taste the bitter cup of woe ;
For when the wrath of heaven descends
On some devoted house, there foul disgrace,
With grief and all her train attends,
And shame and sorrow o'erwhelm the wretched race.
E'en as the Thracian sea, when vexed with storms.
Whilst darkness hangs incumbent o'er the deep.
When the black north the troubled scene deforms,
And the black sands in rapid whirlwinds sweep.
The groaning waves beat on the trembling shore,
And echoing hills rebellow to the roar.
O Labdacus ! thy house must perish all —
E'en now I see the stately ruin fall ;
Shame heaped on shame, and ill on ill,
Disgrace and never-ending woes ;
Some angry god pursues thee still.
Nor grants or safety or repose.
One fair and lovely branch unwithered stood
And braved th' inclement skies ;
But Pluto comes, inexorable god —
She sinks, she raves, she dies.
Shall man below control the gods above,
Whose eyes by all- subduing sleep
Are never closed as feeble mortals' are,
But still their watchful vigils keep
Through the large circle of th' eternal year !
Great lord of all, whom neither time nor age
With envious stroke can weaken or decay ;
He who alone the future can presage.
Who knows alike to-morrow as to-day ;
Whilst wretched man is doomed, by Heaven's decree.
To toil and pain, to sin and misery.
Of times the flatterer Hope, that joy inspires,
Fills the proud heart of man with fond desires ;
He, careless traveller, wanders still
Through life, unmindful of deceit,
Nor dreads the danger, till he feel
The burning sands beneath his feet.
When heaven impels to guilt the maddening mind.
Then good like ill appears.
And vice, for universal hate designed,
The face of virtue wears. [Exeunt.
Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889) (OCR draft) Experimental (Spanish (A. G. Garbin, 1889)) — 131 focus
ISMENA
¿Y harás ¡oh cielos! morir á la prometida de tu hijo querido?
¿Y harás ¡oh cielos! morir á la prometida de tu hijo querido?
German (F. Hölderlin, 1804) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (F. Hölderlin, 1804)) — 131 focus
ISMENE
Beschlossen scheint es, dass sie sterben soll.
Beschlossen scheint es, dass sie sterben soll.
English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb1, 1904)) — 131 focus
Chorus
Wilt thou indeed rob thy son of this maiden?
Wilt thou indeed rob thy son of this maiden?
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 131 focus
Antigone
GOLD
806
Basely to wrong is drawn aside;
By thee contentions fierce and wild
Raise storms in hearts by blood allied.
Desire, in flames now seen to rise
Caught from the virgin's radiant eyes,
Disdains the curb of Laws to own,
But with them shares their potent throne;
While Venus, sovereign of the soul,
Victorious smiles, and scorns control.
E'en I at this sad sight beyond due bounds
Am carried, and the fountain of my tears
810
No longer can restrain, whilst I behold
810
Antigone thus borne to share the bed
810
Of death, the common bed where all repose.
Ye reverend men, inhabitants of Thebes,
My country, you behold me treading now.
For the last time these paths, the sun's bright beams
For the last time beholding, never more :
For me the all-composing hand of death
815
Leads to the dismal banks of Acheron;
815
No nuptial rites, no hymeneal song
Are mine; to Acheron a bride I go....
Basely to wrong is drawn aside;
By thee contentions fierce and wild
Raise storms in hearts by blood allied.
Desire, in flames now seen to rise
Caught from the virgin's radiant eyes,
Disdains the curb of Laws to own,
But with them shares their potent throne;
While Venus, sovereign of the soul,
Victorious smiles, and scorns control.
E'en I at this sad sight beyond due bounds
Am carried, and the fountain of my tears
810
No longer can restrain, whilst I behold
810
Antigone thus borne to share the bed
810
Of death, the common bed where all repose.
Ye reverend men, inhabitants of Thebes,
My country, you behold me treading now.
For the last time these paths, the sun's bright beams
For the last time beholding, never more :
For me the all-composing hand of death
815
Leads to the dismal banks of Acheron;
815
No nuptial rites, no hymeneal song
Are mine; to Acheron a bride I go....
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
Commentary
Commentary (R. C. Jebb) (OCR draft) (Commentary (R. C. Jebb))
Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) (Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) focus
131. mvp-comment-79-1 παλτῷ ῥιπτεῖ πυρί (1) Hurls down with brandished thunderbolt. Or possibly (2) ῥιπτεῖ is a more emphatic substitute for βάλλει = Smites from afar. The word παλτῷ suggests the zig-zag flicker of the lightning.
131. mvp-comment-79-2 βαλβίδων .. ἀλαλάζαι As, having reached the topmost goal, he was eager to raise the cry of victory. βαλβίδες are the end of the race-course, metaphorically applied here to the top of the wall to which Capaneus had climbed, and so receiving the epithet ἄκρων.
131. mvp-comment-79-3 βαλβίδων may be also taken as abl. gen, with ῥιπτεῖ, and only resumed with ἄκρων. But this is questionable.