Sophocles Oedipus at Colonus 250

Lewis Campbell (Translator)

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As fearing what reverse
Prophetically told?

Oedipus at Colonus. Sophocles. Lewis Campbell (Translator). London, New York and Toronto. 1906.

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Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 250 focus
πρός σʼ ὅ τι σοι φίλον ἐκ σέθεν ἄντομαι,
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Greek (F. Storr, 1912) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. Storr, 1912)) — 254-509 focus
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German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 254 focus
So wisse, Kind des Oedipus: dein Mißgeschick,
Wie dieses Mannes herbes Loos, weckt unsern Schmerz.
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Doch bebend vor der Götter Zorn, vermögen wir
Nicht mehr zu sagen, als du schon gehört von uns.
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 250 focus
Chorus
Shall injuries
Like these be suftered 1
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 250 focus
Chorus
STRO. 1. CŒDIPUS, ANTIGONE, CHORUS. 668
Well, stranger, to these rural seats
Thou comest, this region's blest retreats,
Where white Colonus lifts his head,
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And glories in the bounding steed.
Where sadly sweet the frequent nightingale
Impassion'd pours her evening song,
And charms with varied notes each verdant vale,
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The ivy's dark-green boughs among;
Or shelter'd 'midst the cluster'd vine,
Which high above, to form a bow'r
Safe from the sun or stormy show'r,
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Loves its thick branches to entwine;
Where frolie Bacchus always roves,
And visits with his fostering Nymphs the groves.
Bath'd in the dew of heav'n each morn
Fresh is the fair Narcissus born,
Of these great pow'rs the crown of old:
The Crocus glitters robed in gold.
Here restless fountains ever murmuring glide,
And as their crisped streamlets stray
To feed, Cephisus, thy unfailing tide,
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Fresh verdure marks their winding way;
And as their pure streams roll along.
O'er the rich bosom of the ground,
Quick spring the plants, the flow'rs around.
Here oft to raise the tuneful song
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The virgin band of Muses deigns;
And car-borne Venus guides her golden reigns.
What nor rich Asia's wide domain,
Nor all that sea-encircled land
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From Doric Pelops named, contain,
Here, unrequired the cult'ring hand,
The hallow'd plant spontaneous grows,
Striking cold terror through our foes.
Here blooms, this favour'd region round,
The fertile Olive's hoary head;
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The young, the old behold it spread,
Nor dare with impious hand to wound:
English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 254-507 focus