Sophocles Ajax 51

ed. Lewis Campbell

ἐγώ σφ᾽ ἀπείργω ἀπείργω ἄπειρξα ἀπεῖρξα, δυσφόρους ἐπ᾿ ὄμμασι

Ajax. Sophocles. ed. Lewis Campbell. Oxford. 1879.

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Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) (Greek) (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879))

Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.

Editions (3)
Αἴας μαστιγοφόρος First1KGreek (Sophocles. Sophoclis Aiax. Lobeck Christian, editor. Berlin: Weidmann, 1866.) — 1-171 focus
Αἴας First1KGreek (Sophocles. Sophoclis Fabulae. Pearson, Alfred Chilton, editor. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1924.) — 1-171 focus
Greek (F. Storr, 1912) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. Storr, 1912)) — 1-171 focus
Translations (5)
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 51 focus
ATH
Well, since thou art determined on the deed,
Spare nought of thine intent: indulge thy hand!
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German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 36 focus
Ich weiß, Odysseus, und ich ging dir lange schon,
Ein treuer Schuz, auf deinem Späherpfade nach.
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 51 focus
Tecmessa
Sons of Erectheus, of Athenian race,
Oppressed with grief behold a wretched woman,
Far from her native soil, appointed here
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To watch your hapless lord, and mourn his fate.
CnoR What new misfortune hath the night brought
forth ?
Say, daughter of Teleutas, for with thee.
To share the nuptial bed, and therefore thou
Canst best inform us.
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English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 51 focus
Chorus
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O son of Telamon, whose ample sway
Deep-rooted in the sea, that rolls around,
The strong based shores of Salamis obey,
When with success and glory thou art crown'd
My heart beats high with joy: but when the hand
Of angry Jove afflicts thee, or thy fame
Greece taints with envious and malignant blame,
I fear, I tremble like the fluttering dove...
Such terrors now around us blackening stand:
For slander says that o'er the pastured plain
By thee this night the flocks, the herds were slain,
Spoils of the ravaged vales, (O deed abhorr'd!)
Slain by thy flaming sword.
Such tales Ulysses with insidious art
Against thee forms, and whispers in each ear;
His specious fictions all believe who hear,
Feeling more joy than cheers th' inventor's heart,
And with malicious insults mocks thy woes.
Who wings his shafts against the great and high,
Unerring to the mark beholds them fly:
'Gainst me their aim they lose.
Envy crawls on, the potent keen to wound;
Yet, when the hour brings danger forth, the low
Without them are a tottering bulwark found;
These in the great their strong protectors know,
The great by these protected firmly stand.
But to th' insensate wisdom speaks in vain :
Such this tumultuous train,
And to repel their insults weak our hand,
Weak without thee: for now, escaped thy sight,
Like flocks of birds they scream, and vex the ear:
Wou'dst thou, O king, appear,
With awe they view the lordly vulture's flight,
And all their clamorous cries are hush'd through fear.
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Thee hath the Virgin Huntress sprung from Jove,
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Whose altars o'er the Scythian Taurus flame,
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(O wild report, thou parent of our shame !)
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Urged 'mongst the herds with slaughtering rage to rove,
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To her no honours for some conquest paid?
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Didst thou the glorious spoils of war detain?
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Were her loved hinds beneath thy arrows slain,
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As fearless o'er some hallow'd vale they stray'd?
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Did the stern god, that in th' ensanguin'd field
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Lifts high his blazing shield,
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In vengeance send, defrauded of his right,
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The frenzy of the night?
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For never, did thy sense its seat maintain,
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O son of Telamon, with rage possest
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Wou'dst thou spread carnage o'er the pastured plain.
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Heav'n-sent this wild disease hath fired thy breast.
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O Phœbus, and thou ruler of the sky,
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Avert this ill report! To blast thy fame
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If the great kings, and chiefs of mighty name,
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In secret basely forge this calumny,
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Or he of the accurst Sisyphian race,
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Yield not to the disgrace;
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Nor, thine eye fix'd within thy naval tent,
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The vile report augment.
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Rise, king of Salamis, assert thy fame:
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Why to thy seat thus fixed? Thy long delay
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Adds to this heav'n-sent mischief fiercer flame.
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For uncontroll'd the insults of thy foes,
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Like fires exposed to winds, now force their way.
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No bounds the spreading slander knows;
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From tongue to tongue the taunts, the mockings roll;
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And anguish rends my soul.
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English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 1-170 focus

Commentary

Commentary (R. C. Jebb) (OCR draft) (Commentary (R. C. Jebb))

mvp-comment-45-1 ἐγώ 1

mvp-comment-45-2 δυσφόρους 2

Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) (Commentary (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) focus

51. mvp-comment-42-1 ἀπείργω] The vivid present (see v. rr.) is preferable to the aorist, as the less obvious reading. Join ἀπείργω with χαρᾶς, which is added in further explanation. δυσφόρους γνώμας] ‘Overpowering fancies.' δύσφορος has been supposed to be here equivalent το παράφορος, 'false,' or 'misleading;' but this, (though a possible association of the word) is unnecessary. The natural meaning of 'grievous,' 'intolerable,' is slightly modified by the association of 'hard to resist,' or 'bear up against.' Ajax could not withstand the fatal illusion.