Aristophanes, Thesmophoriazusae, ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr., 689

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First Woman

Where are you flying to? Stop! stop! 690 Ah! miserable woman that I am, he has torn my child from my breast and has disappeared with it.

Mnesilochus

Scream as loud as you will, but you'll never feed him again. If you do not let me go this very instant, I am going to cut open the veins of his thighs with this cutlass 695 and his blood shall flow over the altar.

First Woman

Oh! great gods! oh! friends, help me! terrify him with your shrieks, triumph over this monster, permit him not to rob me of my only child.

Thesmophoriazusae. Aristophanes. ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.. New York. 1938.

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Thesmophoriazusae (OCR draft) (English) (English (Anonymous; 1938 compilation). Migrated from Perseus legacy XML; source wording and notes retained. See TEI header and migration inventory.)

Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.

Editions (1)

Θεσμοφοριάζουσαι Perseus (Aristophanes. Aristophanis Comoediae, Vol. 2. Hall, F. W. and Geldart, William M., editors. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1907.) — 689 focus

Γυνὴ Α

ἆ ποῖ σὺ φεύγεις; οὗτος οὗτος οὐ μενεῖς;

τάλαινʼ ἐγὼ τάλαινα, καὶ τὸ παιδίον
690

ἐξαρπάσας μοι φροῦδος ἀπὸ τοῦ τιτθίου.

Μνησίλοχος

κέκραχθι· τοῦτο δʼ οὐδέποτε σὺ ψωμιεῖς,

ἢν μή μʼ ἀφῆτʼ· ἀλλʼ ἐνθάδʼ ἐπὶ τῶν μηρίων

πληγὲν μαχαίρᾳ τῇδε φοινίας φλέβας

καθαιματώσει βωμόν.
695

Γυνὴ Α

ὦ τάλαινʼ ἐγώ.

γυναῖκες, οὐκ ἀρήξετʼ; οὐ πολλὴν βοὴν

στήσεσθε καὶ τροπαῖον, ἀλλὰ τοῦ μόνου

τέκνου με περιόψεσθʼ ἀποστερουμένην;

Translations (1)

English (Sanjaya, generated; selected passages) (OCR draft) Experimental (Source: pnadelofficial/aristophanes-sanjaya, commit c319590c139e5603e71f0699caa0663d823af8ad. Machine-generated source annotations retained; see Sanjaya import audit for coverage and limitations.) — 689 focus

Woman A: Hey, where are you running off to? Won't this man stay here?

Woman A: Poor me, poor wretch, and the child too.

690

Woman A: Having snatched it secretly from my nipple.

Mnesilochus: Cry out! But you will never do this again.

Mnesilochus: If you do not let me go, but [instead] here upon the thighs

Mnesilochus: struck with this knife, bloody veins

Mnesilochus: He will blood the altar.

695

Woman A: Oh, wretched me.

Woman A: Women, will you not help? Won't there be a loud noise?

Woman A: You will stand and make a trophy, but of the only one.

Woman A: Will you watch me being deprived of my child?

Aristophanes Thesmophoriazusae 689

ed. Eugene O'Neill, Jr.

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First Woman

Where are you flying to? Stop! stop! 690 Ah! miserable woman that I am, he has torn my child from my breast and has disappeared with it.

Mnesilochus

Scream as loud as you will, but you'll never feed him again. If you do not let me go this very instant, I am going to cut open the veins of his thighs with this cutlass 695 and his blood shall flow over the altar.

First Woman

Oh! great gods! oh! friends, help me! terrify him with your shrieks, triumph over this monster, permit him not to rob me of my only child.

Current edition Experimental

Γυνὴ Α

ἆ ποῖ σὺ φεύγεις; οὗτος οὗτος οὐ μενεῖς;

τάλαινʼ ἐγὼ τάλαινα, καὶ τὸ παιδίον
690

ἐξαρπάσας μοι φροῦδος ἀπὸ τοῦ τιτθίου.

Μνησίλοχος

κέκραχθι· τοῦτο δʼ οὐδέποτε σὺ ψωμιεῖς,

ἢν μή μʼ ἀφῆτʼ· ἀλλʼ ἐνθάδʼ ἐπὶ τῶν μηρίων

πληγὲν μαχαίρᾳ τῇδε φοινίας φλέβας

καθαιματώσει βωμόν.
695

Γυνὴ Α

ὦ τάλαινʼ ἐγώ.

γυναῖκες, οὐκ ἀρήξετʼ; οὐ πολλὴν βοὴν

στήσεσθε καὶ τροπαῖον, ἀλλὰ τοῦ μόνου

τέκνου με περιόψεσθʼ ἀποστερουμένην;

Stable identifiers

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First Woman Where are you flying to? Stop! stop! 690 Ah! miserable woman that I am, he has torn my child from my breast and has disappeared with it.

Mnesilochus Scream as loud as you will, but you'll never feed him again. If you do not let me go this very instant, I am going to cut open the veins of his thighs with this cutlass 695 and his blood shall flow over the altar.

First Woman Oh! great gods! oh! friends, help me! terrify him with your shrieks, triumph over this monster, permit him not to rob me of my only child.

Current edition Experimental

Γυνὴ Α ἆ ποῖ σὺ φεύγεις; οὗτος οὗτος οὐ μενεῖς; τάλαινʼ ἐγὼ τάλαινα, καὶ τὸ παιδίον 690 ἐξαρπάσας μοι φροῦδος ἀπὸ τοῦ τιτθίου.

Μνησίλοχος κέκραχθι· τοῦτο δʼ οὐδέποτε σὺ ψωμιεῖς, ἢν μή μʼ ἀφῆτʼ· ἀλλʼ ἐνθάδʼ ἐπὶ τῶν μηρίων πληγὲν μαχαίρᾳ τῇδε φοινίας φλέβας καθαιματώσει βωμόν. 695

Γυνὴ Α ὦ τάλαινʼ ἐγώ. γυναῖκες, οὐκ ἀρήξετʼ; οὐ πολλὴν βοὴν στήσεσθε καὶ τροπαῖον, ἀλλὰ τοῦ μόνου τέκνου με περιόψεσθʼ ἀποστερουμένην;

Stable identifiers

First Woman

Where are you flying to? Stop! stop! 690 Ah! miserable woman that I am, he has torn my child from my breast and has disappeared with it.

Mnesilochus

Scream as loud as you will, but you'll never feed him again. If you do not let me go this very instant, I am going to cut open the veins of his thighs with this cutlass 695 and his blood shall flow over the altar.

First Woman

Oh! great gods! oh! friends, help me! terrify him with your shrieks, triumph over this monster, permit him not to rob me of my only child.

Γυνὴ Α

ἆ ποῖ σὺ φεύγεις; οὗτος οὗτος οὐ μενεῖς;

τάλαινʼ ἐγὼ τάλαινα, καὶ τὸ παιδίον
690

ἐξαρπάσας μοι φροῦδος ἀπὸ τοῦ τιτθίου.

Μνησίλοχος

κέκραχθι· τοῦτο δʼ οὐδέποτε σὺ ψωμιεῖς,

ἢν μή μʼ ἀφῆτʼ· ἀλλʼ ἐνθάδʼ ἐπὶ τῶν μηρίων

πληγὲν μαχαίρᾳ τῇδε φοινίας φλέβας

καθαιματώσει βωμόν.
695

Γυνὴ Α

ὦ τάλαινʼ ἐγώ.

γυναῖκες, οὐκ ἀρήξετʼ; οὐ πολλὴν βοὴν

στήσεσθε καὶ τροπαῖον, ἀλλὰ τοῦ μόνου

τέκνου με περιόψεσθʼ ἀποστερουμένην;