Birds. Aristophanes. . 2026-09-08.
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Chorus: very, very, very difficult words
Chorus: You have brought a man. How I have wept for my [own]!
540
Chorus: from the evil of fathers, who
Chorus: granting these honors to their ancestors
Chorus: They stayed with me.
Chorus: but you, according to a divine sign and some sort of coincidence,
Chorus: You have come as a savior, bringing good things to me.
545
Chorus: for having offered you I
Chorus: I will inhabit both the chicks and myself.
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Editions (1)
Ὄρνιθες Perseus (Aristophanes. Aristophanis Comoediae, Vol. 1. Hall, F. W. and Geldart, William M., editors. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1906.) — 539 focus
Χορός
πολὺ δὴ πολὺ δὴ χαλεπωτάτους λόγους
ἤνεγκας ἄνθρωφʼ. ὡς ἐδάκρυσά γʼ ἐμῶν
540
πατέρων κάκην, οἳ
τάσδε τὰς τιμὰς προγόνων παραδόντων
ἐπʼ ἐμοῦ κατέλυσαν.
σὺ δέ μοι κατὰ δαίμονα καί
τινα συντυχίαν
ἀγαθὴν ἥκεις ἐμοὶ σωτήρ.
545
ἀναθεὶς γὰρ ἐγώ σοι
τὰ νεοττία κἀμαυτὸν οἰκήσω.
πολὺ δὴ πολὺ δὴ χαλεπωτάτους λόγους
ἤνεγκας ἄνθρωφʼ. ὡς ἐδάκρυσά γʼ ἐμῶν
540
πατέρων κάκην, οἳ
τάσδε τὰς τιμὰς προγόνων παραδόντων
ἐπʼ ἐμοῦ κατέλυσαν.
σὺ δέ μοι κατὰ δαίμονα καί
τινα συντυχίαν
ἀγαθὴν ἥκεις ἐμοὶ σωτήρ.
545
ἀναθεὶς γὰρ ἐγώ σοι
τὰ νεοττία κἀμαυτὸν οἰκήσω.
Translations (2)
Birds Perseus (Aristophanes. The Complete Greek Drama, Vol. 2. Anonymous, translator. O'Neill, Eugene; Oates, Whitney Jennings, editors. New York: Random House, 1938 (printing).)
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Birds (OCR draft) Experimental (Anonymous translation, 1938 compilation; legacy Perseus source migration. Preserved separately from the revised canonical perseus-eng2 at the project owner's request.) — 539 focus
Chorus
Singing.
Man, your words have
540
made my heart bleed; I have groaned over the treachery of our fathers, who knew not how to transmit to us the high rank they held from their forefathers. But 'tis a benevolent Genius, a happy Fate, that sends you to us;
545
you shall be our deliverer and I place the destiny of my little ones and my own in your hands with every confidence.
Man, your words have
540
made my heart bleed; I have groaned over the treachery of our fathers, who knew not how to transmit to us the high rank they held from their forefathers. But 'tis a benevolent Genius, a happy Fate, that sends you to us;
545
you shall be our deliverer and I place the destiny of my little ones and my own in your hands with every confidence.