Sophocles, Philoctetes, Lewis Campbell (Translator), 131

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PHI

Ah me, unhappy! has that rascal knave

Sworn to fetch me with reasons to their camp?
625

As likely might his reasons bring me back,

Like his begetter, from the house of death.

Philoctetes. Sophocles. Lewis Campbell (Translator). London, New York and Toronto. 1906.

Current edition Experimental

English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) (English) (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906))

Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.

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Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 131 focus

δέχου τὰ συμφέροντα τῶν ἀεὶ λόγων.

Greek (F. Storr, 1912) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. Storr, 1912)) — 135-217 focus

Χορός

τί χρὴ τί χρή με, δέσποτʼ, ἐν ξένᾳ ξένον
135

στέγειν ἢ τί λέγειν πρὸς ἄνδρʼ ὑπόπταν;

φράζε μοι. τέχνα γὰρ

τέχνας ἑτέρας προύχει

καὶ γνώμα παρʼ ὅτῳ τὸ θεῖον

Διὸς σκῆπτρον ἀνάσσεται.
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σὲ δʼ, ὦ τέκνον, τόδʼ ἐλήλυθεν

πᾶν κράτος ὠγύγιον· τό μοι ἔννεπε

τί σοι χρεὼν ὑπουργεῖν.

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Νεοπτόλεμος

νῦν μέν, ἴσως γὰρ τόπον ἐσχατιαῖς

προσιδεῖν ἐθέλεις ὅντινα κεῖται,
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δέρκου θαρσῶν· ὁπόταν δὲ μόλῃ

δεινὸς ὁδίτης, τῶνδʼ οὑκ μελάθρων

πρὸς ἐμὴν αἰεὶ χεῖρα προχωρῶν

πειρῶ τὸ παρὸν θεραπεύειν.

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Χορός

μέλον πάλαι μέλημά μοι λέγεις, ἄναξ,
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φρουρεῖν ὄμμʼ ἐπὶ σῷ μάλιστα καιρῷ·

νῦν δέ μοι λέγʼ, αὐλὰς

ποίας ἔνεδρος ναίει

καὶ χῶρον τίνʼ ἔχει. τὸ γάρ μοι

μαθεῖν οὐκ ἀποκαίριον,
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μὴ προσπεσών με λάθῃ ποθέν·

τίς τόπος ἢ τίς ἕδρα; τίνʼ ἔχει στίβον,

ἔναυλον ἢ θυραῖον;

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Νεοπτόλεμος

οἶκον μὲν ὁρᾷς τόνδʼ ἀμφίθυρον

πετρίνης κοίτης.
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Χορός

ποῦ γὰρ ὁ τλήμων αὐτὸς ἄπεστιν;

Νεοπτόλεμος

δῆλον ἔμοιγʼ ὡς φορβῆς χρείᾳ

στίβον ὀγμεύει τῇδε πέλας που.

ταύτην γὰρ ἔχειν βιοτῆς αὐτὸν

λόγος ἐστὶ φύσιν, θηροβολοῦντα
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πτηνοῖς ἰοῖς στυγερὸν στυγερῶς,

οὐδέ τινʼ αὐτῷ

παιῶνα κακῶν ἐπινωμᾶν.

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Χορός

οἰκτίρω νιν ἔγωγʼ, ὅπως,

μή του κηδομένου βροτῶν
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μηδὲ ξύντροφον ὄμμʼ ἔχων,

δύστανος, μόνος ἀεί,

νοσεῖ μὲν νόσον ἀγρίαν,

ἀλύει δʼ ἐπὶ παντί τῳ

χρείας ἱσταμένῳ. πῶς ποτε πῶς δύσμορος ἀντέχει;
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ὦ παλάμαι θεῶν,

ὦ δύστανα γένη βροτῶν,

οἷς μὴ μέτριος αἰών.

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Χορός

οὗτος πρωτογόνων ἴσως
180

οἴκων οὐδενὸς ὕστερος,

πάντων ἄμμορος ἐν βίῳ

κεῖται μοῦνος ἀπʼ ἄλλων,

στικτῶν ἢ λασίων μετὰ

θηρῶν, ἔν τʼ ὀδύναις ὁμοῦ
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λιμῷ τʼ οἰκτρός, ἀνήκεστα μεριμνήματʼ ἔχων· ὀρεί-

α δʼ ἀθυρόστομος

Ἀχὼ τηλεφανὴς πικραῖς

οἰμωγαῖς ὑπακούει.
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Νεοπτόλεμος

οὐδὲν τούτων θαυμαστὸν ἐμοί·

θεῖα γάρ, εἴπερ κἀγώ τι φρονῶ,

καὶ τὰ παθήματα κεῖνα πρὸς αὐτὸν

τῆς ὠμόφρονος Χρύσης ἐπέβη,

καὶ νῦν ἃ πονεῖ δίχα κηδεμόνων,
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οὐκ ἔσθʼ ὡς οὐ θεῶν του μελέτῃ

τοῦ μὴ πρότερον τόνδʼ ἐπὶ Τροίᾳ

τεῖναι τὰ θεῶν ἀμάχητα βέλη,

πρὶν ὅδʼ ἐξήκοι χρόνος, ᾧ λέγεται

χρῆναί σφʼ ὑπὸ τῶνδε δαμῆναι.
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Χορός

εὔστομʼ ἔχε, παῖ.

Νεοπτόλεμος

τί τόδε;

Χορός

προυφάνη κτύπος,

φωτὸς σύντροφος ὡς τειρομένου του,

ἤ που τῇδʼ ἢ τῇδε τόπων.

βάλλει βάλλει μʼ ἐτύμα
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φθογγά του στίβον κατʼ ἀνάγκαν

ἕρποντος, οὐδέ με λάθει

βαρεῖα τηλόθεν αὐδὰ τρυσάνωρ· διάσημα γὰρ θρηνεῖ.

210

Χορός

ἀλλʼ ἔχε, τέκνον,
210

Νεοπτόλεμος

λέγʼ ὅ τι.

Χορός

φροντίδας νέας.

ὡς οὐκ ἔξεδρος, ἀλλʼ ἔντοπος ἁνήρ,

οὐ μολπὰν σύριγγος ἔχων,

ὡς ποιμὴν ἀγροβότας, ἀλλʼ ἤ που πταίων ὑπʼ ἀνάγκας
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βοᾷ τηλωπὸν ἰωάν,

ἢ ναὸς ἄξενον αὐγάζων ὅρμον· προβοᾷ τι γὰρ δεινόν.

Translations (4)

German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 135 focus

Was soll ich, Herr, was soll ich, fremd im fremden Land,¹
135

Dem Argwöhnenden bergen oder kundthun?

Sage mir's: denn hoch ragt vor anderer Kunst hervor

Eines Königes Kunst,

Der, klug waltend, Zeus' göttliches Scepter lenkt.²

Auf dich, Sohn, erbte der ältesten³
140

Ahnen gesamte Gewalt; so verkünde mir:

Wie soll ich nun dir dienen?

Neoptolemos.

English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 131 focus

Neoptolemus

Are these the famous arrows then ?

English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 131 focus

Philoctetes
PHILOCTETES, NEOPTOLEMUS, CHORUS. 628

Is not this strange? What, dares Ulysses hope:
630

With soothing words to win me to embark
630

With him, and trail me through the Grecian camp

Aspectacle! No: rather would I hear

The serpent, from whose venom'd tooth my foot

Received this wound. But he dares speak and act

Whate'er is base. I know that he will come;

Let us then hence; with all its, broad expanse

Let the sea roll between his bark and us.
635

Let us begone: for well-timed speed (the toil
635

Surmounted) brings the calm of sweet repose.

English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 135-215 focus

Chorus

I am a stranger in a strange land, Master. What must I hide, what must I reveal to a man who will be swift to suspicion? Show me the way! His skill excels all other skill, his wisdom has no equal, whose hands govern the godlike
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scepter given by Zeus. To you, my son, that sovereign power has descended from the dawn of time. Therefore tell me how I must serve you.
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144

Neoptolemus

For the present—since perhaps you wish to see the place

on the island’s edge where he resides—survey it without fear. But when the dread traveler, who has left this dwelling, returns, step forward at my signal from time to time, and try to help as the moment may require.
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150

Chorus

Long have I been careful of this care, my prince: that my eyes should be watchful for your good above all else. And now tell me, in what manner of shelter does he keep his dwelling? In what region is he now? It is not inopportune for
150

me to learn so that he may not come upon me unawares from somewhere. In what place does he wander, or rest? Does he plant his steps within his shelter, or abroad?
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159

Neoptolemus

Well, here you see his home with its two portals,

his rocky cell.
160

Chorus

And its wretched occupant, where is he gone to?

Neoptolemus

It seems clear to me, anyway, that he is plowing his way along somewhere near here in search of food. For I know of a report that

this is his means of sustenance—a wretch wretchedly shooting prey with his feathered shafts—and that no one comes near to him to heal his misery.
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169

Chorus

For my part, I pity him when I think how,

with no one to care for him, and seeing no companion’s face, but suffering eternally alone, he is plagued by fierce disease and bewildered by each need as it arises.
170

How, how does he endure his bitter fate? Ah, contrivances of the gods! Ah, unhappy tribes of mortals, whose life-portion exceeds due measure!
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Chorus

That man—inferior in no way, probably, to any man belonging to the oldest families—lies alone without companions and stripped of all life’s gifts
180

among the dappled or shaggy beasts. He is a man to be pitied for his torments and his hunger alike, enduring anguish that has no cure. But to his bitter cries the mountain nymph, babbling Echo, coming from afar,
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gives answer.
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Neoptolemus

No part of this is a marvel to me. God-sent—if a man such as I may judge—are both those sufferings which attacked him from savage Chryse ,

and those with which he now toils untended. Surely he toils by the plan of some god so that he may not bend against Troy the invincible arrows divine, until the time be fulfilled at which, men say,
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by those arrows Troy is fated to fall.
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Chorus

Hush,boy!

Neoptolemus

What is it?

Chorus

I heard a sudden thud, one that might naturally come from a man worn by pain. From there it came, I think—or there.

It strikes, strikes hard on my ear, the sure sound of someone creeping along his way as if tortured. I cannot miss that grievous cry of a man hard-pressed, even from afar—its tone is too clear.
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210

Chorus

But listen, son—
210

Neoptolemus

To what? Tell me.

Chorus

To my latest thoughts. For he is not far from his home, but nearby. And not with music of the flute, like a shepherd pasturing his flocks, does he come,—

no—but crying out a far-sounding howl as he stumbles, perhaps, from tortuous pain, or as he scans the haven unvisited by any ship. His cries are loud, and terrible.
215

Commentary

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

mvp-comment-342-1 πεισθήσομαι ¹

mvp-comment-342-2 γὰρ ²

mvp-comment-342-3 ὧδε ³

mvp-comment-342-4 πρὸς φῶς ἀνελθεῖν ⁴

mvp-comment-342-5 οὑκείνου πατήρ ⁵

mvp-comment-343-1 συμφέροι ⁶

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

626. mvp-comment-442-1 οὐκ οἶδ᾽ ἐγὼ ταῦτ] The professed Ἔμπορος is too discreet to mix further than he can help in such a hazardous business. Cp. O. Τ. 530, οὐκ οἶδ᾽· ὁ γὰρ δρῶσ᾽ οἱ κρατοῦντες οὐχ ὁρῶ. The purpose of his coming has been accomplished, and he retires. For the synaphea, cp. especially O. T. 555, ὡς χρείη μ᾽ ἐπὶ | τὸν σεμνόμαντιν, κ.τ.λ.

627. mvp-comment-443-1 σφῶν.. θεός] 'May heaven be with you both for your best good!' συμφέρειν is used nearly as συμφέρεσθαι in O. C. 641, τῇδε γὰρ ξυνοίσομαι (‘Your choice shall have my concurrence').

628ff. mvp-comment-444-1 Should have imagined it possible ever with cajoling words to bring and show me on his ship amongst the Argives.' Philoctetes has hitherto had his attention fixed on the Ἔμπορος, and has said ll. 622-5 half to himself. But as the stranger departs he turns to Neoptolemus with these indignant words.

629. mvp-comment-445-1 ποτ᾿ ἄν with δεῖξαι = ὅτι δείξειεν ἄν ποτε. λόγοισι μαλθακοῖς] Cp. O. С. 774, σκληρὰ μαλθακῶς λέγων.

Sophocles Philoctetes 131

Lewis Campbell (Translator)

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PHI

Ah me, unhappy! has that rascal knave

Sworn to fetch me with reasons to their camp?
625

As likely might his reasons bring me back,

Like his begetter, from the house of death.

Current edition Experimental

Νεοπτόλεμος

οἶκον μὲν ὁρᾷς τόνδʼ ἀμφίθυρον

πετρίνης κοίτης.
160

Χορός

ποῦ γὰρ ὁ τλήμων αὐτὸς ἄπεστιν;

Χορός

εὔστομʼ ἔχε, παῖ.

Νεοπτόλεμος

τί τόδε;

Χορός

ἀλλʼ ἔχε, τέκνον,
210

Νεοπτόλεμος

λέγʼ ὅ τι.

Neoptolemos.

Neoptolemus

Are these the famous arrows then ?

Neoptolemus

For the present—since perhaps you wish to see the place

on the island’s edge where he resides—survey it without fear. But when the dread traveler, who has left this dwelling, returns, step forward at my signal from time to time, and try to help as the moment may require.
145

Neoptolemus

Well, here you see his home with its two portals,

his rocky cell.
160

Chorus

And its wretched occupant, where is he gone to?

Neoptolemus

It seems clear to me, anyway, that he is plowing his way along somewhere near here in search of food. For I know of a report that

this is his means of sustenance—a wretch wretchedly shooting prey with his feathered shafts—and that no one comes near to him to heal his misery.
165

Chorus

Hush,boy!

Neoptolemus

What is it?

Chorus

But listen, son—
210

Neoptolemus

To what? Tell me.

Commentary

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PHI Ah me, unhappy! has that rascal knave Sworn to fetch me with reasons to their camp? 625 As likely might his reasons bring me back, Like his begetter, from the house of death.

Current edition Experimental

Νεοπτόλεμος οἶκον μὲν ὁρᾷς τόνδʼ ἀμφίθυρον πετρίνης κοίτης. 160

Χορός ποῦ γὰρ ὁ τλήμων αὐτὸς ἄπεστιν;

Χορός εὔστομʼ ἔχε, παῖ.

Νεοπτόλεμος τί τόδε;

Χορός ἀλλʼ ἔχε, τέκνον, 210

Νεοπτόλεμος λέγʼ ὅ τι.

Neoptolemos.

Neoptolemus Are these the famous arrows then ?

Neoptolemus For the present—since perhaps you wish to see the place on the island’s edge where he resides—survey it without fear. But when the dread traveler, who has left this dwelling, returns, step forward at my signal from time to time, and try to help as the moment may require. 145

Neoptolemus Well, here you see his home with its two portals, his rocky cell. 160

Chorus And its wretched occupant, where is he gone to?

Neoptolemus It seems clear to me, anyway, that he is plowing his way along somewhere near here in search of food. For I know of a report that this is his means of sustenance—a wretch wretchedly shooting prey with his feathered shafts—and that no one comes near to him to heal his misery. 165

Chorus Hush,boy!

Neoptolemus What is it?

Chorus But listen, son— 210

Neoptolemus To what? Tell me.

Commentary

Stable identifiers

PHI

Ah me, unhappy! has that rascal knave

Sworn to fetch me with reasons to their camp?
625

As likely might his reasons bring me back,

Like his begetter, from the house of death.

Νεοπτόλεμος

οἶκον μὲν ὁρᾷς τόνδʼ ἀμφίθυρον

πετρίνης κοίτης.
160

Χορός

ποῦ γὰρ ὁ τλήμων αὐτὸς ἄπεστιν;

Χορός

εὔστομʼ ἔχε, παῖ.

Νεοπτόλεμος

τί τόδε;

Χορός

ἀλλʼ ἔχε, τέκνον,
210

Νεοπτόλεμος

λέγʼ ὅ τι.

Neoptolemus

Are these the famous arrows then ?

Neoptolemus

For the present—since perhaps you wish to see the place

on the island’s edge where he resides—survey it without fear. But when the dread traveler, who has left this dwelling, returns, step forward at my signal from time to time, and try to help as the moment may require.
145

Neoptolemus

Well, here you see his home with its two portals,

his rocky cell.
160

Chorus

And its wretched occupant, where is he gone to?

Neoptolemus

It seems clear to me, anyway, that he is plowing his way along somewhere near here in search of food. For I know of a report that

this is his means of sustenance—a wretch wretchedly shooting prey with his feathered shafts—and that no one comes near to him to heal his misery.
165

Chorus

Hush,boy!

Neoptolemus

What is it?

Chorus

But listen, son—
210

Neoptolemus

To what? Tell me.