Sophocles Oedipus at Colonus 373

Thomas Francklin (Translator)

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Chorus
Now his course
Is finished.

Oedipus at Colonus. Sophocles. Thomas Francklin (Translator). London. 1758–1759.

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Editions (2)
Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 373 focus
ἀρχῆς λαβέσθαι καὶ κράτους τυραννικοῦ.
Greek (F. Storr, 1912) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. Storr, 1912)) — 254-509 focus
Translations (4)
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 373 focus
LEADER OF CH
1044
Ah! wanderer friend, thou wilt not have to accuse
1059
Thy seer of falsehood. I behold the maids
1074
This way once more in safe protection brought.
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 385 focus
Du hattest Hoffnung also, daß die Götter mein
380
Gedenken werden, daß mir Rettung einst erscheint?
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 373 focus
Oedipus
But that the sovereign of this land, my friends,
Had sent him to me, and esteems it just
That I should answer him, he had not heard
My voice: that grace now deign'd, let him begone;
Nor will he find a joy in what he hears.
For thou, vile wretch, the sceptre and the throne
Holding, which now thy brother holds at Thebes,
Didst drive thy father out, by thee constrain'd
• An exile from my country far to rove,
And wear these loathsome weeds; the sight of which
Draws tears from thee, by fortune now reduced
To suffer want and wretchedness like mine.
These things I must not weep, but I must bear;
And always keep alive, whilst I shall live,
The memory of thy impious deed; for thou
Hast made me long familiar with these toils,
Thou hast to exile driv'n me, and by thee
I wander thus, from strangers day by day
Begging a poor subsistence. Were not these
My daughters, had they not with tender care
Supported me, long since (to thee no thanks)
My life had been no more: but these preserve,
English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 254-507 focus