Sophocles Oedipus Tyrannus 342

ed. Lewis Campbell

οὐκοῦν ἅ γ' ἥξει καὶ σὲ χρὴ λέγειν ἐμοί.

Oedipus Tyrannus. 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 (1)
Greek (F. Storr, 1912) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. Storr, 1912)) — 463-511 focus
Translations (4)
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 342 focus
OED
And hadst thou there acquaintance of this man?
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 330 focus
Was sagst du? Willst du, was du weißt, nicht sagen, denkst
Uns hinzugeben und die Stadt dem Fluch zu weih'n?
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 342 focus
Messenger
That from herself arose: but of these deeds
The greatest grief is wanting, for no eye
Beheld them; yet, as far as memory prompts,
Her heart-corroding sufferings thou shalt know.
Soon as the portal she had pass'd, with woes
Distracted to her nuptial bed she rush'd
Rending her hair, and entering barr'd the doors :
On Laius long since dead she calls, and makes
Sad mention of the seed announced of old,
By which he died, and left her to produce
Unhallow'd offspring, at which nature starts.
Her nuptial bed with anguish she bewail'd,
Where from her husband husbands she brought forth,
And sons from sons. How, after this, she died
I know not, for with loud laments, and pace
Impetuous in rush'd Edipus: her ills
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Our thoughts no more engaged, for all our eyes
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Were fix'd on him; he, hurrying on, demands
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A sword; his wife he seeks, and not his wife,
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His mother, and the mother of his sons.
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Him raving thus some evil demon shows,
What not a man there present would declare,
Where he might find her; with a dreadful cry,
As by some impulse, 'gainst the folding doors
He rush'd, and all the solid bolts beat down,
Then burst into the chamber; there he saw
His wife, but breathless now, around her neck
The wreathed cord: at this unhappy sight
Deeply he groan'd, and loosed the strangling noose.
When on the floor the wretched corse was laid,
The golden clasps, with which she was adorn'd,
He from her vestments snatch'd, then, dreadful deed!
Raised high his hand, and plunged their piercing points
Deep in his orbs of sight, exclaiming thus,
That her no more they should behold, his woes,
His horrid deeds no more; but henceforth dark
Nor see whom it beseem'd him not to see,
Nor those, with whom he should have converse, know.
Thus oft exclaiming he his eyelids raised,
And rent the orbs of sight; the bleeding balls
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Imbath'd his cheeks, nor ceased the gushing drops,
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But rain'd a show'r of black and streaming gore.
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This the unhappy fate of both, the woes
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Of wife and husband blended dreadfully.
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Their former happiness, with ample right
Of old call'd happiness, is now, this day,
Misfortune, lamentation, death, disgrace,
And all the names that misery ever knew.
English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 463-510 focus

Commentary

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

mvp-comment-241-1 οὐκοῦν ἅ γ’ ἥξει 1 χρὴ 2 καὶ σὲ 3 καὶ 4 σὲ 5 λέγειν 6 ἥξει 7 ἅ γ’ ἥξει 8 γε 9

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

342. mvp-comment-213-1 καί to be taken ὑπερβάτως with λέγειν, And what will happen, ought you not also to tell?