μὴ πρὸς θεῶν, μή, δέσποθ', ἱστόρει πλέον.
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Oedipus Tyrannus. Sophocles. ed. Lewis Campbell. Oxford. 1879.
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Χορός
ἰὼ γενεαὶ βροτῶν,
ὡς ὑμᾶς ἴσα καὶ τὸ μηδὲν ζώσας ἐναριθμῶ.
τίς γάρ, τίς ἀνὴρ πλέον
τᾶς εὐδαιμονίας φέρει
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ἢ τοσοῦτον ὅσον δοκεῖν
καὶ δόξαντʼ ἀποκλῖναι;
τὸν σόν τοι παράδειγμʼ ἔχων,
τὸν σὸν δαίμονα, τὸν σόν, ὦ τλᾶμον Οἰδιπόδα, βροτῶν
οὐδὲν μακαρίζω·
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ἰὼ γενεαὶ βροτῶν,
ὡς ὑμᾶς ἴσα καὶ τὸ μηδὲν ζώσας ἐναριθμῶ.
τίς γάρ, τίς ἀνὴρ πλέον
τᾶς εὐδαιμονίας φέρει
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ἢ τοσοῦτον ὅσον δοκεῖν
καὶ δόξαντʼ ἀποκλῖναι;
τὸν σόν τοι παράδειγμʼ ἔχων,
τὸν σὸν δαίμονα, τὸν σόν, ὦ τλᾶμον Οἰδιπόδα, βροτῶν
οὐδὲν μακαρίζω·
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Χορός
ὅστις καθʼ ὑπερβολὰν
τοξεύσας ἐκράτησε τοῦ πάντʼ εὐδαίμονος ὄλβου,
ὦ Ζεῦ, κατὰ μὲν φθίσας
τὰν γαμψώνυχα παρθένον
χρησμῳδόν, θανάτων δʼ ἐμᾷ
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χώρᾳ πύργος ἀνέστα·
ἐξ οὗ καὶ βασιλεὺς καλεῖ
ἐμὸς καὶ τὰ μέγιστʼ ἐτιμάθης, ταῖς μεγάλαισιν ἐν
Θήβαισιν ἀνάσσων.
ὅστις καθʼ ὑπερβολὰν
τοξεύσας ἐκράτησε τοῦ πάντʼ εὐδαίμονος ὄλβου,
ὦ Ζεῦ, κατὰ μὲν φθίσας
τὰν γαμψώνυχα παρθένον
χρησμῳδόν, θανάτων δʼ ἐμᾷ
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χώρᾳ πύργος ἀνέστα·
ἐξ οὗ καὶ βασιλεὺς καλεῖ
ἐμὸς καὶ τὰ μέγιστʼ ἐτιμάθης, ταῖς μεγάλαισιν ἐν
Θήβαισιν ἀνάσσων.
Χορός
τανῦν δʼ ἀκούειν τίς ἀθλιώτερος;
τίς ἄταις ἀγρίαις, τίς ἐν πόνοις
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ξύνοικος ἀλλαγᾷ βίου;
ἰὼ κλεινὸν Οἰδίπου κάρα,
ἦ στέγας λιμὴν
αὑτὸς ἤρκεσεν
παιδὶ καὶ πατρὶ θαλαμηπόλῳ πεσεῖν;
πῶς ποτε πῶς ποθʼ αἱ πατρῷαί σʼ ἄλοκες φέρειν, τάλας,
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σῖγʼ ἐδυνάθησαν ἐς τοσόνδε;
τανῦν δʼ ἀκούειν τίς ἀθλιώτερος;
τίς ἄταις ἀγρίαις, τίς ἐν πόνοις
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ξύνοικος ἀλλαγᾷ βίου;
ἰὼ κλεινὸν Οἰδίπου κάρα,
ἦ στέγας λιμὴν
αὑτὸς ἤρκεσεν
παιδὶ καὶ πατρὶ θαλαμηπόλῳ πεσεῖν;
πῶς ποτε πῶς ποθʼ αἱ πατρῷαί σʼ ἄλοκες φέρειν, τάλας,
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σῖγʼ ἐδυνάθησαν ἐς τοσόνδε;
Χορός
ἐφηῦρέ σʼ ἄκονθʼ ὁ πάνθʼ ὁρῶν χρόνος,
δικάζει τʼ ἄγαμον γάμον πάλαι
τεκνοῦντα καὶ τεκνούμενον.
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ἰώ, Λαΐειον ὦ τέκνον,
εἴθε σʼ εἴθε σε
μήποτʼ εἰδόμαν.
δύρομαι γὰρ ὥσπερ ἰάλεμον χέων
ἐκ στομάτων. τὸ δʼ ὀρθὸν εἰπεῖν, ἀνέπνευσά τʼ ἐκ
σέθεν
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καὶ κατεκοίμασα τοὐμὸν ὄμμα.
ἐφηῦρέ σʼ ἄκονθʼ ὁ πάνθʼ ὁρῶν χρόνος,
δικάζει τʼ ἄγαμον γάμον πάλαι
τεκνοῦντα καὶ τεκνούμενον.
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ἰώ, Λαΐειον ὦ τέκνον,
εἴθε σʼ εἴθε σε
μήποτʼ εἰδόμαν.
δύρομαι γὰρ ὥσπερ ἰάλεμον χέων
ἐκ στομάτων. τὸ δʼ ὀρθὸν εἰπεῖν, ἀνέπνευσά τʼ ἐκ
σέθεν
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καὶ κατεκοίμασα τοὐμὸν ὄμμα.
Translations (2)
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 1171 focus
Wohl hieß das Kind sein eig'nes; doch am besten sagt
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Dir Alles, wie's geschehen, dein Gemahl im Haus.
Wohl hieß das Kind sein eig'nes; doch am besten sagt
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Dir Alles, wie's geschehen, dein Gemahl im Haus.
Oedipus.
Sie übergab den Knaben dir?
Sie übergab den Knaben dir?
Der Hirte.
Sie selbst, o Fürst.
Sie selbst, o Fürst.
Oedipus.
Mit welcher Weisung?
Mit welcher Weisung?
Der Hirte.
Daß ich ihn ermordete.
Daß ich ihn ermordete.
Oedipus.
Ihr Kind, die Arge?
Ihr Kind, die Arge?
Der Hirte.
Ja, geschreckt von bösem Spruch.
Ja, geschreckt von bösem Spruch.
Oedipus.
Der hieß?
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Der hieß?
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Der Hirte.
Den Vater mord' es einst, so hieß das Wort.
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Den Vater mord' es einst, so hieß das Wort.
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Oedipus.
Wie kam es, daß du diesem Greis den Knaben gabst?
Wie kam es, daß du diesem Greis den Knaben gabst?
Der Hirte.
Mitleid bewog mich, daß er ihn in fremdes Land,
Woher er selbst war, trüge, Herr; doch der erhielt
Ihn nun zum höchsten Jammer. Denn bist du das Kind,
Das dieser meinte, bist du, traun, zu Gram gezeugt!
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Mitleid bewog mich, daß er ihn in fremdes Land,
Woher er selbst war, trüge, Herr; doch der erhielt
Ihn nun zum höchsten Jammer. Denn bist du das Kind,
Das dieser meinte, bist du, traun, zu Gram gezeugt!
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Oedipus.
Götter, Götter! Alles kommt nun klar zu Tag!
Licht, zum leztenmale schau' ich heute dich,
Der sproß, von wem er nicht gesollt, - mit wem er nicht
Gedurst, verkehrte, wen er nicht gedurst, erschlug!
(Ab in den Palast. Die Diener folgen. Der Chor bleibt allein zurücď.)
Erste Strophe.
Götter, Götter! Alles kommt nun klar zu Tag!
Licht, zum leztenmale schau' ich heute dich,
Der sproß, von wem er nicht gesollt, - mit wem er nicht
Gedurst, verkehrte, wen er nicht gedurst, erschlug!
Der Chor.
English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 1186-1220 focus
Chorus
Alas, generations of mortals, how mere a shadow I count your life! Where, where is the mortal who
attains a happiness which is more than apparent and doomed to fall away to nothing? Your fate warns me—yours, unhappy Oedipus—to call no
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earthly creature blessed.
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Alas, generations of mortals, how mere a shadow I count your life! Where, where is the mortal who
attains a happiness which is more than apparent and doomed to fall away to nothing? Your fate warns me—yours, unhappy Oedipus—to call no
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earthly creature blessed.
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Chorus
For he, O Zeus, shot his shaft with peerless skill, and won the prize of an all-prosperous fortune, having slain the maiden with crooked talons, who sang darkly.
He arose for our land like a tower against death. And from that time, Oedipus, you have been called our king, and have been honored supremely, holding power in great
Thebes
.
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For he, O Zeus, shot his shaft with peerless skill, and won the prize of an all-prosperous fortune, having slain the maiden with crooked talons, who sang darkly.
He arose for our land like a tower against death. And from that time, Oedipus, you have been called our king, and have been honored supremely, holding power in great
Thebes
.
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Chorus
But now whose story is more grievous in men’s ears?
Who is a more wretched slave to fierce plagues and troubles, with all his life reversed? Alas, renowned Oedipus! The same bounteous harbor was sufficient for you, both as child and as father, to make your nuptial couch in. Oh, how can the soil
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in which your father sowed, unhappy man, have endured you in silence for so long?
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But now whose story is more grievous in men’s ears?
Who is a more wretched slave to fierce plagues and troubles, with all his life reversed? Alas, renowned Oedipus! The same bounteous harbor was sufficient for you, both as child and as father, to make your nuptial couch in. Oh, how can the soil
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in which your father sowed, unhappy man, have endured you in silence for so long?
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Chorus
Time the all-seeing has found you out, against your will: he judges the monstrous marriage in which
parent and child have long been one. Alas, child of Laius, would that I had never seen you. I wail as one who pours a dirge from his lips.
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It was you who gave me new life, to speak directly, and through you darkness has fallen upon my eyes.
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Time the all-seeing has found you out, against your will: he judges the monstrous marriage in which
parent and child have long been one. Alas, child of Laius, would that I had never seen you. I wail as one who pours a dirge from his lips.
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It was you who gave me new life, to speak directly, and through you darkness has fallen upon my eyes.
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