Peace. Aristophanes. . 2026-09-08.
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Εἰρήνη Perseus (Aristophanes. Aristophanis Comoediae, Vol. 1. Hall, F. W. and Geldart, William M., editors. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1906.) — 657-728 focus
Τρυγαῖος
ἀλλʼ ὅ τι σιωπᾷς ὦ πότνια κάτειπέ μοι.
Ἑρμῆς
ἀλλʼ οὐκ ἂν εἴποι πρός γε τοὺς θεωμένους·
ὀργὴν γὰρ αὐτοῖς ὧν ἔπαθε πολλὴν ἔχει.
Τρυγαῖος
ἡ δʼ ἀλλὰ πρὸς σὲ μικρὸν εἰπάτω μόνον.
660
Ἑρμῆς
εἴφʼ ὅ τι νοεῖς αὐτοῖσι πρὸς ἔμʼ ὦ φιλτάτη.
ἴθʼ ὦ γυναικῶν μισοπορπακιστάτη.
εἶεν, ἀκούω. ταῦτʼ ἐπικαλεῖς; μανθάνω.
ἀκούσαθʼ ὑμεῖς ὧν ἕνεκα μομφὴν ἔχει.
ἐλθοῦσά φησιν αὐτομάτη μετὰ τἀν Πύλῳ
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σπονδῶν φέρουσα τῇ πόλει κίστην πλέαν
ἀποχειροτονηθῆναι τρὶς ἐν τἠκκλησίᾳ.
Τρυγαῖος
ἡμάρτομεν ταῦτʼ· ἀλλὰ συγγνώμην ἔχε·
ὁ νοῦς γὰρ ἡμῶν ἦν τότʼ ἐν τοῖς σκύτεσιν.
Ἑρμῆς
ἴθι νυν ἄκουσον οἷον ἄρτι μʼ ἤρετο,
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ὅστις κακόνους αὐτῇ μάλιστʼ ἦν ἐνθάδε,
χὤστις φίλος κἄσπευδεν εἶναι μὴ μάχας.
Τρυγαῖος
εὐνούστατος μὲν ἦν μακρῷ Κλεώνυμος.
Ἑρμῆς
ποῖός τις οὖν εἶναι δοκεῖ τὰ πολεμικὰ
ὁ Κλεώνυμος;
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Τρυγαῖος
ψυχήν γʼ ἄριστος πλήν γʼ ὅτι
οὐκ ἦν ἄρʼ οὗπέρ φησιν εἶναι τοῦ πατρός.
εἰ γάρ ποτʼ ἐξέλθοι στρατιώτης, εὐθέως
ἀποβολιμαῖος τῶν ὅπλων ἐγίγνετο.
Ἑρμῆς
ἔτι νῦν ἄκουσον οἷον ἄρτι μʼ ἤρετο,
ὅστις κρατεῖ νῦν τοῦ λίθου τοῦ ʼν τῇ πυκνί.
680
Τρυγαῖος
Ὑπέρβολος νῦν τοῦτʼ ἔχει τὸ χωρίον.
αὕτη τί ποιεῖς; τὴν κεφαλὴν ποῖ περιάγεις;
Ἑρμῆς
ἀποστρέφεται τὸν δῆμον ἀχθεσθεῖσʼ ὅτι
αὑτῷ πονηρὸν προστάτην ἐπεγράψατο.
Τρυγαῖος
ἀλλʼ οὐκέτʼ αὐτῷ χρησόμεθʼ οὐδέν, ἀλλὰ νῦν
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ἀπορῶν ὁ δῆμος ἐπιτρόπου καὶ γυμνὸς ὢν
τοῦτον τέως τὸν ἄνδρα περιεζώσατο.
Ἑρμῆς
πῶς οὖν ξυνοίσει ταῦτʼ ἐρωτᾷ τῇ πόλει.
Τρυγαῖος
εὐβουλότεροι γενησόμεθα.
Ἑρμῆς
τρόπῳ τίνι;
Τρυγαῖος
ὅτι τυγχάνει λυχνοποιὸς ὤν. πρὸ τοῦ μὲν οὖν
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ἐψηλαφῶμεν ἐν σκότῳ τὰ πράγματα,
νυνὶ δʼ ἅπαντα πρὸς λύχνον βουλεύσομεν.
Ἑρμῆς
ὢ ὤ,
οἷά μʼ ἐκέλευσεν ἀναπυθέσθαι σου.
Τρυγαῖος
τὰ τί;
Ἑρμῆς
πάμπολλα καὶ τἀρχαῖʼ ἃ κατέλιπεν τότε·
πρῶτον δʼ ὅ τι πράττει Σοφοκλέης ἀνήρετο.
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Τρυγαῖος
εὐδαιμονεῖ, πάσχει δὲ θαυμαστόν.
Ἑρμῆς
τὸ τί;
Τρυγαῖος
ἐκ τοῦ Σοφοκλέους γίγνεται Σιμωνίδης.
Ἑρμῆς
Σιμωνίδης; πῶς;
Τρυγαῖος
ὅτι γέρων ὢν καὶ σαπρὸς
κέρδους ἕκατι κἂν ἐπὶ ῥιπὸς πλέοι.
700
Ἑρμῆς
τί δαί; Κρατῖνος ὁ σοφὸς ἔστιν;
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Τρυγαῖος
ἀπέθανεν
ὅθʼ οἱ Λάκωνες ἐνέβαλον.
Ἑρμῆς
τί παθών;
Τρυγαῖος
ὅ τι;
ὼρακιάσας· οὐ γὰρ ἐξηνέσχετο
ἰδὼν πίθον καταγνύμενον οἴνου πλέων.
χἄτερα πόσʼ ἄττʼ οἴει γεγενῆσθʼ ἐν τῇ πόλει;
ὥστʼ οὐδέποτʼ ὦ δέσποινʼ ἀφησόμεσθά σου.
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Ἑρμῆς
ἴθι νυν ἐπὶ τούτοις τὴν Ὀπώραν λάμβανε
γυναῖκα σαυτῷ τήνδε· κᾆτʼ ἐν τοῖς ἀγροῖς
ταύτῃ ξυνοικῶν ἐκποιοῦ σαυτῷ βότρυς.
Τρυγαῖος
ὦ φιλτάτη δεῦρʼ ἐλθὲ καὶ δός μοι κύσαι.
ἆρʼ ἂν βλαβῆναι διὰ χρόνου τί σοι δοκῶ
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ὦ δέσποθʼ Ἑρμῆ τῆς Ὀπώρας κατελάσας;
Ἑρμῆς
οὐκ εἴ γε κυκεῶνʼ ἐπιπίοις βληχωνίαν.
ἀλλʼ ὡς τάχιστα τήνδε τὴν Θεωρίαν
ἀπάγαγε τῇ βουλῇ λαβών, ἧσπέρ ποτʼ ἦν.
Τρυγαῖος
ὦ μακαρία βουλὴ σὺ τῆς Θεωρίας,
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ὅσον ῥοφήσει ζωμὸν ἡμερῶν τριῶν,
ὅσας δὲ κατέδει ξόλικας ἑφθὰς καὶ κρέα.
ἀλλʼ ὦ φίλʼ Ἑρμῆ χαῖρε πολλά.
Ἑρμῆς
καὶ σύ γε
ὦνθρωπε χαίρων ἄπιθι καὶ μέμνησό μου.
Τρυγαῖος
ὦ κάνθαρʼ οἴκαδʼ οἴκαδʼ ἀποπετώμεθα.
720
Ἑρμῆς
οὐκ ἐνθάδʼ ὦ τᾶν ἔστι.
Τρυγαῖος
ποῖ γὰρ οἴχεται;
Ἑρμῆς
ὑφʼ ἅρματʼ ἐλθὼν Ζηνὸς ἀστραπηφορεῖ.
Τρυγαῖος
πόθεν οὖν ὁ τλήμων ἐνθάδʼ ἕξει σιτία;
Ἑρμῆς
τὴν τοῦ Γανυμήδους ἀμβροσίαν σιτήσεται.
Τρυγαῖος
πῶς δῆτʼ ἐγὼ καταβήσομαι;
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Ἑρμῆς
θάρρει, καλῶς·
τῃδὶ παρʼ αὐτὴν τὴν θεόν.
Τρυγαῖος
δεῦρʼ ὦ κόραι
ἕπεσθον ἅμʼ ἐμοὶ θᾶττον, ὡς πολλοὶ πάνυ
ποθοῦντες ὑμᾶς ἀναμένουσʼ ἐστυκότες.
Translations (1)
Peace (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Anonymous; 1938 compilation). Migrated from Perseus legacy XML; source wording and notes retained. See TEI header and migration inventory.) — 601 focus
Leader of the Chorus
But where was she then, I wonder, all the long time she spent away from us? Hermes, thou benevolent god, tell us!
Hermes
Wise husbandmen, hearken to my words, if you want to know why she was lost to you.
605
The start of our misfortunes was the exile of Phidias; Pericles feared he might share his ill-luck, he mistrusted your peevish nature and, to prevent all danger to himself, he threw out that little spark, the Megarian decree, set the city aflame,
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and blew up the conflagration with a hurricane of war, so that the smoke drew tears from all Greeks both here and over there. At the very outset of this fire our vines were a-crackle, our casks knocked together; it was beyond the power of any man to stop the disaster, and Peace disappeared.
Trygaeus
615
That, by Apollo! is what no one ever told me; I could not think what connection there could be between Phidias and Peace.
Leader of the Chorus
Nor I, until now. This accounts for her beauty, if she is related to him. There are so many things that escape us.
Hermes
Then, when the towns subject to you saw
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that you were angered one against the other and were showing each other your teeth like dogs, they hatched a thousand plots to pay you no more dues and gained over the chief citizens of
Sparta
at the price of gold. They, being as shamelessly greedy as they were faithless in diplomacy, chased off Peace with ignominy to let loose War.
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Though this was profitable to them, it was the ruin of the husbandmen, who were innocent of all blame; for, in revenge, your galleys went out to devour their figs.
Trygaeus
And with justice too; did they not break down my black fig tree, which I had planted and dunged with my own hands?
Leader of the Chorus
630
Yes, by Zeus! yes, that was well done; the wretches broke a chest for me with stones, which held six medimni of corn.
Hermes
Then the rural laborers flocked into the city and let themselves be bought over like the others. Not having even a grape-stone to munch and longing after their figs,
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they looked towards the demagogues. These well knew that the poor were driven to extremity and lacked even bread; but they nevertheless drove away the Goddess, each time she reappeared in answer to the wish of the country, with their loud shrieks that were as sharp as pitchforks; furthermore, they attacked the well-filled purses of the richest among our allies
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on the pretence that they belonged to Brasidas' party. And then you would tear the poor accused wretch to pieces with your teeth; for the city, all pale with hunger and cowed with terror, gladly snapped up any calumny that was thrown it to devour. So the strangers, seeing what terrible blows the informers dealt,
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sealed their lips with gold. They grew rich, while you, alas! you could only see that
Greece
was going to ruin. It was the tanner who was the author of all this woe.
Trygaeus
Enough said, Hermes leave that man in Hades, whither he has gone;
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he no longer belongs to us, but rather to you.
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