Aeschylus Eumenides 881-891.blass-pass4-cont-89

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Eumenides. Aeschylus. ed. Friedrich Blass. Berlin. 1907.

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Kommentar zu den Eumeniden (OCR draft) (German) (German commentary on Aeschylus' Eumenides by Friedrich Blass, 1907.)

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Editions (12)
Εὐμενίδες First1KGreek (Aeschyli Tragoediae. Sidgwick, Arthur, editor. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1902.) — 778-891 focus
Εὐμενίδες Perseus (Aeschylus, Volume 2. Smyth, Herbert Weir, editor. London; New York: William Heinemann; G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1926.) — 778-891 focus
Εὐμενίδες (1518 edition; OCR draft) Experimental (Aeschylus, Eumenides, 1518 edition. VLM-assisted OCR with native lineation and automated correspondence to the Smyth edition.) — 640 focus
Εὐμενίδες (OCR draft) Experimental (Εὐμενίδες. Guilielmus Dindorfius, 1882.) — 640 focus
Εὐμενίδες (OCR draft) Experimental (Εὐμενίδες. Gottfried Hermann, 1852.) — 640 focus
ΕΥΜΕΝΙΔΕΣ (OCR draft) Experimental (ΕΥΜΕΝΙΔΕΣ. Paul Mazon, 1920-1925.) — 640 focus
Ἰὼ θεοὶ νεώτεροι,
παλαιοὺς νόμους
καθιππάσασθε κἀκ χερῶν εἵλεσθέ μου.
780
Ἐγὼ δ' ἄτιμος ἡ τάλαινα βαρύκοτος,
ἐν γᾷ τᾷδε, φεῦ,
ἰὸν ἰὸν ἀντιπεν-
θῆ μεθεῖσα καρδίας
σταλαγμὸν χθονὶ ἄφορον χθονιαφόρον — ἐκ δὲ τοῦ
785
λειχὴν λιχὴν ἄφυλλος, ἄτεκνος, ὦ ἰὼ Δίκα (Δίκα) Δίκα,
πέδον ἐπισύμενος
βροτοφθόρους κηλίδας ἐν χώρᾳ βαλεῖ βαλεῖν.
Στενάζω στενάξω· τί ῥέξω ;
γένωμαι δυσοίστα πολίταις· γένωμαι· δύσοιστα πολίταις ἔπαθον
790
Ἰὼ θεοὶ νεώτεροι,
παλαιοὺς νόμους
καθιππάσασθε κἀκ χερῶν εἵλεσθέ μου·
810
ἐγὼ δ' ἄτιμος ἡ τάλαινα βαρύκοτος
ἐν γῇ τᾷδε, φεῦ, 3
ἰὸν ἰὸν ἀντιπεν-
θῆ μεθεῖσα καρδίας
σταλαγμὸν χθονὶ
815
ἄφορον — ἐκ δὲ τοῦ
Ἐμὲ παθεῖν τάδε, φεῦ,
ἐμὲ παλαιόφρονα κατά τε κατὰ γᾶν οἰκεῖν
ἀτίετον, φεῦ, μύσος·
840
πνέω τοι μένος
ἅπαντά τε κότον
οἰοῖ οἱ οἱ οἳ οἳ δᾶ, φεῦ·
τίς μ' ὑποδύεται πλευράς, ( τίς) ὀδύνα
θυμόν ; ἄϊε θυμὸν ἄιε, μᾶτερ
845
Ἐμὲ παθεῖν τάδε, φεῦ,
870
ἐμὲ παλαιόφρονα κατά τε γᾶν οἰκεῖν
ἀτίετον, φεῦ, μύσος 4 ·
Εὐμενίδες (OCR draft) Experimental (Εὐμενίδες. Arthur Sidgwick, 1887.) — 640 focus
Εὐμενίδες (OCR draft) Experimental (Εὐμενίδες. N. Wecklein, 1885.) — 640 focus
πατρὸς προτιμᾷ Ζεὺς μόρον τῷ σῷ λόγῳ,
αὐτὸς δ᾽ ἔδησε πατέρα πρεσβύτην Κρόνον.
ἤδη κελεύω τούσδ᾽ ἀπὸ γνώμης φέρειν
ψῆφον δικαίαν, ὡς ἅλις λελεγμένων.
καὶ μὴν βαρεῖαν τήνδ᾽ ὁμιλίαν χθονὸς
ξύμβουλός εἰμι μηδαμῶς ἀτιμάσαι.
715
ὦ Φοῖβ᾽ Ἄπολλον, πῶς ἀγὼν κριθήσεται;
ἰὼ θεοὶ νεώτεροι παλαιοὺς νόμους
καθιππάσασθε κἀκ χερῶν εἵλεσθέ μου.
ἐγὼ δ᾽ ἄτιμος ἡ τάλαινα βαρύκοτος
ἐν γῇ τῇδε, φεῦ,
ἰὸν ἰὸν ἀντιπενθῆ
785
μεθεῖσα καρδίας σταλαγμὸν
χθονὶ ἄφορον· ἐκ δὲ τοῦ
λειχὴν ἄφυλλος, ἄτεκνος,
ἰὼ δίκα, πέδον ἐπισύμενος
βροτοφθόρους κηλίδας ἐν χώρᾳ βαλεῖ.
790
στενάζω; τί ῥέξω;
γένωμαι δυσοίστα
ἐμοὶ πίθεσθε μὴ βαρυτόνως φέρειν.
οὐ γὰρ νενίκησθ', ἀλλ᾿ ἰσόψηφος δίκη
ἐξῆλθ᾽ ἀληθῶς, οὐκ ἀτιμίᾳ σέθεν.
ἀλλ᾽ ἐκ Διὸς γὰρ λαμπρὰ μαρτύρια παρῆν,
800
αὐτός θ᾽ ὁ χρήσας αὐτὸς ἦν ὁ μαρτυρῶν,
ὡς ταῦτ᾽ Ὀρέστην δρῶντα μὴ βλάβας ἔχειν.
ὑμεῖς δέ τε τῇδε γῇ βαρὺν κότον
σκήψητε, μὴ θυμοῦσθε, μηδ᾽ ἀκαρπίαν
τεύξητ᾽ ἀφεῖσαι δαιμόνων σταλάγματα,
805
βρωτῆρας αἰχμὰς σπερμάτων ἀνημέρους.
ἐγὼ γὰρ ὑμῖν πανδίκως ὑπίσχομαι
ἕδρας τε καὶ κευθμῶνας ἐνδίκου χθονὸς
λιπαροθρόνοισιν ἡμένας ἐπ᾿ ἐσχάραις
ἕξειν, ὑπ᾽ ἀστῶν τῶνδε τιμαλφουμένας.
810
ἰὼ θεοὶ νεώτεροι παλαιοὺς νόμους
καθιππάσασθε κἀκ χερῶν εἵλεσθέ μου.
οὐκ ἔστ᾽ ἄτιμοι, μηδ᾽ ὑπερθύμως ἄγαν
θεαὶ βροτῶν στήσητε δύσκολον χθόνα.
κἀγὼ πέποιθα Ζηνί, καὶ τί δεῖ λέγειν;
καὶ κλῇδας οἶδα δώματος μόνη θεῶν
830
ἐν ᾧ κεραυνός ἐστιν ἐσφραγισμένος·
ἀλλ᾽ οὐδὲν αὐτοῦ δεῖ· σὺ δ᾽ εὐπιθὴς ἐμοὶ
γλώσσης ματαίας μὴ ἐκβάλῃς ἐπὶ χθόνα
καρπὸν φέροντα πάντα μὴ πράσσειν καλῶς.
κοίμα κελαινοῦ κύματος πικρὸν μένος,
835
ὡς σεμνότιμος καὶ ξυνοικήτωρ ἐμοί·
πολλῆς δὲ χώρας τῆσδ᾽ ἔτ᾽ ἀκροθίνια
ἐμὲ παθεῖν τάδε, φεῦ,
840
ἐμὲ παλαιόφρονα, κατά τε γᾶν οἰκεῖν
ἀτίετον, φεῦ, μύσος.
πνέω τοι μένος ἅπαντά τε κότον.
οἱ οἱ δᾶ, φεῦ.
τίς μ᾽ ὑποδύεται
845
πλευρὰς ὀδύνα;
θυμὸν ἄιε, μᾶτερ
Νύξ. ἀπὸ γάρ με τιμᾶν δαναιᾶν θεῶν
δυσπάλαμοι παρ᾽ οὐδὲν ἦραν δόλοι.
ὀργὰς ξυνοίσω σοι· γεραιτέρα γὰρ εἶ.
850
καίτοι μὲν σὺ κάρτ᾿ ἐμοῦ σοφωτέρα,
φρονεῖν δὲ κἀμοὶ Ζεὺς ἔδωκεν οὐ κακῶς.
ὑμεῖς δ᾽ ἐς ἀλλόφυλον ἐλθοῦσαι χθόνα
γῆς τῆσδ᾽ ἐρασθήσεσθε· προυννέπω τάδε.
οὑπιρρέων γὰρ τιμιώτερος χρόνος
855
ἐμὲ παθεῖν τάδε, φεῦ,
ἐμὲ παλαιόφρονα, κατά τε γᾶν οἰκεῖν
ἀτίετον, φεῦ, μύσος.
πνέω τοι μένος ἅπαντά τε κότον.
875
οἱ οἱ δᾶ, φεῦ.
οὗτοι καμοῦμαι σοι λέγουσα τἀγαθά,
ὡς μήποτ᾽ εἴπῃς πρὸς νεωτέρας ἐμοῦ
θεὸς παλαιὰ καὶ πολισσούχων βροτῶν
ἄτιμος ἔρρειν τοῦδ᾽ ἀπόξενος πέδου.
885
ἀλλ᾽ εἰ μὲν ἁγνόν ἐστί σοι Πειθοῦς σέβας,
γλώσσης ἐμῆς μείλιγμα καὶ θελκτήριον,
σὺ δ᾽ οὖν μένοις ἄν· εἰ δὲ μὴ θέλεις μένειν,
οὔ τἂν δικαίως τῇδ᾽ ἐπιρρέποις πόλει
μῆνίν τιν᾽ ἢ κότον τιν᾽ ἢ βλάβην στρατῷ.
890
ἔξεστι γάρ σοι τῆσδε γαμόρῳ χθονὸς
εἶναι δικαίως ἐς τὸ πᾶν τιμωμένη.
Εὐμενίδες (OCR draft) Experimental (Εὐμενίδες. Martin L. West, 1990.) — 640 focus
ἰὼ θεοὶ νεώτεροι, παλαιοὺς νόμους
καθιππάσασθε κἀκ χερῶν εἴλεσθέ μου·
ἐγὼ δ᾽ ἄτιμος ἡ τάλαινα βαρύκοτος,
780
ἐν γᾶι τᾶιδε, φεῦ,
ἰὸν ἰὸν ἀντιπενθῆ μεθεῖσα καρδίας,
σταλαγμὸν χθόνι⟨ον⟩ ἄφορον· ἐκ δὲ τοῦ
ἰὼ θεοὶ νεώτεροι, παλαιοὺς νόμους
καθιππάσασθε κἀκ χερῶν εἵλεσθέ μου·
ἐγὼ δ᾽ ἄτιμος ἡ τάλαινα βαρύκοτος,
810
ἐν γᾶι τᾶιδε, φεῦ,
ἰὸν ἰὸν ἀντιπενθῆ μεθεῖσα καρδίας,
σταλαγμὸν χθόνι⟨ον⟩ ἄφορον· ἐκ δὲ τοῦ
λειχὴν ἄφυλλος ἄτεκνος, ὦ Δίκα ⟨Δίκα⟩,
815
πέδον ἐπισύμενος
βροτοφθόρους κηλῖδας ἐν χώραι βαλεῖ.
στενάζω· τί ῥέξω;
γελῶμαι· †δύσοιστα
πολίταις ἔπαθον
820
ἰὼ μεγάλατοι†
κόραι δυστυχεῖς
Νυχτὸς ἀτιμοπενθεῖς.
ἐμὲ παθεῖν τάδε, φεῦ,
ἐμὲ παλαιόφρονα, κατά ⟨τε⟩ γᾶν οἰκεῖν
⟨ἵν’⟩ ἀτίετον, φεῦ, μύσος.
πνέω τοι μένος
840
ἅπαντά τε κότον.
οἰοῖ δᾶ φεῦ·
τίς μ᾽ ὑποδύεται πλευρὰς ὀδύνα;
ἐμὲ παθεῖν τάδε, φεῦ,
870
ἐμὲ παλαιόφρονα, κατά τε γᾶν οἰκεῖν
⟨ἵν’⟩ ἀτίετον, φεῦ, μύσος.
πνέω τοι μένος
ἅπαντά τε κότον.
οἰοῖ δᾶ φεῦ·
875
τίς μ᾽ ὑποδύεται πλευρὰς ὀδύνα;
⟨ . . . ⟩ ἄϊε μᾶτερ Νύξ·
ἀπό με γὰρ τιμᾶν δαναιᾶν θεῶν
δυσπάλαμοι παρ᾽ οὐδὲν ἦραν δόλοι.
Aeschyli Eumenides (OCR draft) Experimental (Aeschyli Eumenides. Ulrich von Wilamowitz-Moellendorff, 1914.) — 640 focus
Εὐμενίδες (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek text of Aeschylus' Eumenides, edited by F. A. Paley, 1885.) — 640 focus
πατρὸς προτιμᾷ Ζεὺς μόρον, τῷ σῷ λόγῳ·
610
αὐτὸς δ᾽ ἔδησε πατέρα πρεσβύτην Κρόνον.
πῶς ταῦτα τούτοις οὐκ ἐναντίως λέγεις;
ὑμᾶς δ᾽ ἀκούειν ταῦτ᾽ ἐγὼ μαρτύρομαι.
ἤδη κελεύω τούσδ᾽ ἀπὸ γνώμης φέρειν
ψῆφον δικαίαν, ὡς ἅλις λελεγμένων.
645
καὶ μὴν βαρεῖαν τήνδ᾽ ὁμιλίαν χθονὸς
ξύμβουλός εἰμι μηδαμῶς ἀτιμάσαι.
ὦ Φοῖβ᾽ ῎Απολλον, πῶς ἀγὼν κριθήσεται;
ἰὼ θεοὶ νεώτεροι, παλαιούς νόμους
καθιππάσασθε, κἀκ χερῶν εἶλεσθέ μου.
ἐγὼ δ᾽ ἄτιμος ὁ τάλαινα βαρύκοτος
750
ἐν γᾷ τᾷδε, φεῦ,
ἰὸν ἰὸν ἀντιπενθῆ μεθεῖσα καρδίας,
σταλαγμὸν χθονὶ
ἄφορον· ἐκ δὲ τοῦ λιχὴν ἄφυλλος,
ἄτεκνος, ὦ δίκα, πέδον ἐπισύμενος,
755
βροτοφθόρους κηλίδας ἐν χώρᾳ βαλεῖ·
στενάζω; τί ῥέξω; γένωμαι
δυσοίστα πολίταις ἅπαθον;
ἰω, μεγάλα τοι, κόραι δυστυχεῖς
Νυκτὸς ἀτιμοπενθεῖς.
760
ἐμοὶ πίθεσθε μὴ βαρυστόνως φέρειν·
οὐ γὰρ νενίκησθ᾽, ἀλλ᾿ ἰσόψηφος δίκη
ἐξῆλθ᾽ ἀληθῶς, οὐκ ἀτιμίᾳ σέθεν.
ἀλλ᾽ ἐκ Διὸς γὰρ λαμπρὰ μαρτύρια παρῆν,
αὐτός θ᾽ ὁ φήσας αὐτὸς ἦν ὁ μαρτυρῶν,
765
ὡς ταῦτ᾽ Ὀρέστην δρῶντα μὴ βλάβας ἔχειν.
ὑμεῖς δέ τοι γῇ τῇδε μὴ βαρὺν κότον
σκήψητε, [μὴ θυμοῦσθε, μηδ᾽ ἀκαρπίαν
τεύχητ᾽,] ἀφεῖσαι + δαιμόνων σταλάγματα,
βρωτῆρας αἰχμὰς σπερμάτων ἀνημέρους·
770
ἐγὼ γὰρ ὑμῖν πανδίκως ὑπίσχομαι
ἕδρας τε καὶ κευθμῶνας ἐνδίκου χθονὸς
λιπαροθρόνοισιν ἡμένας ἐπ᾿ ἐσχάραις
ἕξειν, ὑπ᾿ ἀστῶν τῶνδε τιμαλφουμένας.
ἰὼ θεοὶ νεώτεροι, παλαιούς νόμους
775
καθιππάσασθε, κἀκ χερῶν εἶλεσθέ μου.
ἐγὼ δ᾽ ἄτιμος ὁ τάλαινα βαρύκοτος
ἐν γᾷ τᾷδε, φεῦ,
ἰὸν ἰὸν ἀντιπενθῆ μεθεῖσα καρδίας,
σταλαγμὸν χθονὶ
780
ἄφορον· ἐκ δὲ τοῦ λιχὴν ἄφυλλος,
ἄτεκνος, ὦ δίκα, πέδον ἐπισύμενος,
βροτοφθόρους κηλίδας ἐν χώρᾳ βαλεῖ·
στενάζω; τί ῥέξω; γένωμαι
δυσοίστα πολίταις ἅπαθον;
785
ἰὼ, μεγάλα τοι, κόραι δυστυχεῖς
Νυκτὸς ἀτιμοπενθεῖς.
οὐκ ἔστ᾽ ἄτιμοι, μηδ᾽ ὑπερθύμως ἄγαν
θεαὶ βροτῶν στήσητε δύσκηλον χθόνα.
κἀγὼ πέποιθα Ζηνὶ, καὶ τί δεῖ λέγειν ;
790
καὶ κλῇδας οἶδα δωμάτων μόνη θεῶν,
ἐν ᾧ κεραυνός ἐστιν ἐσφραγισμένος·
ἀλλ᾽ οὐδὲν αὐτοῦ δεῖ· σὺ δ᾽ εὐπειθὴς ἐμοὶ
γλώσσης ματαίας μὴ ἐκβάλῃς ἐπὶ χθόνα
καρπὸν, φέροντα πάντα μὴ πράσσειν καλῶς.
795
κοίμα κελαινοῦ κύματος πικρὸν μένος,
ὡς σεμνότιμος καὶ ξυνοικήτωρ ἐμοί.
πολλῆς δὲ χώρας τῆσδ᾽ ἔτ᾿ ἀκροθίνια,
θύη πρὸ παίδων καὶ γαμηλίου τέλους,
ἔχουσ᾽ ἐς αἰεὶ τόνδ᾽ ἐπαινέσεις λόγον.
800
ἐμὲ παθεῖν τάδε, φεῦ,
ἐμὲ παλαιόφρονα, κατά τε γᾶν οἰκεῖν
ἀτίετον, φεῦ, μύσος.
πνέω τοι μένος ἅπαντά τε κότον.
ὀργὰς ξυνοίσω σοι· γεραιτέρα γὰρ εἶ.
[καίτοι γε μὴν σὺ κάρτ᾽ ἐμοῦ σοφωτέρα,]
φρονεῖν δὲ κἀμοὶ Ζεὺς ἔδωκεν οὐ κακῶς.
ὑμεῖς δ᾽ ἐς ἀλλόφυλον ἐλθοῦσαι χθόνα
γῆς τῆσδ᾽ ἐρασθήσεσθε· προὐννέπω τάδε.
815
ἐμὲ παθεῖν τάδε, φεῦ,
ἐμὲ παλαιόφρονα, κατά τε γᾶν οἰκεῖν
ἀτίετον, φεῦ, μύσος.
835
πνέω τοι μένος ἅπαντά τε κότον.
οἱ οἱ, δᾶ, φεῦ.
†τίς μ᾿ ὑποδύεται πλευρὰς ὀδύνα;
θυμὸν ἄϊε, μᾶτερ
Νύξ· ἀπὸ γάρ με τιμᾶν
840
δαναιᾶν θεῶν
δυσπάλαμοι παρ᾽ οὐδὲν ἦραν δόλοι.
οὗτοι καμοῦμαί σοι λέγουσα τἀγαθά·
ὡς μήποτ᾽ εἴπῃς πρὸς νεωτέρας ἐμοῦ
θεὸς παλαιὰ καὶ πολισσούχων βροτῶν
845
ἄτιμος ἔρρειν τοῦδ᾽ ἀπόξενος πέδου.
ἀλλ᾽ εἰ μὲν ἁγνόν ἐστί σοι Πειθοῦς σέβας,
γλώσσης ἐμῆς μείλιγμα καὶ θελκτήριον,
σὺ δ᾽ οὖν μένοις ἄν· εἰ δὲ μὴ θέλεις μένειν,
οὐτἂν δικαίως τῇδ᾽ ἐπιρρέποις πόλει
850
μῆνίν τιν᾿ ἢ κότον τιν' ἢ βλάβην στρατῷ.
ἔξεστι γάρ σοι τῆσδε γαμόρῳ χθονὸς
εἶναι δικαίως ἐς τὸ πᾶν τιμωμένῃ.
Εὐμενίδες (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek text of Aeschylus' Eumenides, edited by Friedrich Blass, 1907.) — 640 focus
πατρὸς προτιμᾶι Ζεὺς μόρον τῶι σῶι λόγωι·
640
αὐτὸς δ᾽ ἔδησε πατέρα πρεσβύτην Κρόνον.
πῶς ταῦτα τούτοις οὐκ ἐναντίως λέγεις;
ὑμᾶς δ᾽ ἀκούειν ταῦτ᾽ ἐγὼ μαρτύρομαι.
ἤδη κελεύσω τοῦσδ᾽ ἀπὸ γνώμης φέρειν
ψῆφον δικαίαν, ὡς ἅλις λελεγμένων.
675
καὶ μὴν βαρεῖαν τῆνδ᾽ ὁμιλίαν χθονὸς
ξύμβουλός εἰμι μηδαμῶς ἀτιμάσαι.
ὦ Φοῖβ᾽ Απολλον, πῶς ἀγὼν κριθήσεται;
ἰὼ θεοὶ νεώτεροι, παλαιοὺς νόμους
καθιππάσασθε κἀκ χερῶν εϊλεσθέ μου.
ἐγὼ δ᾽ ἄτιμος ἡ τάλαινα βαρύκοτος
780
ἐν γᾶι τᾶιδε, φεῦ,
ἰὸν ἰὸν ἀντιπενθῆ μεθεῖσα καρδίας
σταλαγμὸν χθονί
ἄφορον· ἐκ δὲ τοῦ
λειχὴν ἄφυλλος, ἄτεκνος,
785
ἰὼ Δίκα, πέδον ἐπισύμενος
βροτοφθόρους κηλίδας ἐν χώρᾶι βαλεῖ,
(στενάζω· τί ῥέξω; γένωμαι;) δύσοισθ᾽ (ἆς)
πολίταις ἔπαθον.
790
ἰὼ μεγάλα τοι κόραι δυστυχεῖς
Νυκτὸς ἀτιμοπενθεῖς.
ἐμοὶ πίθεσθε μὴ βαρυστόνως φέρειν.
οὐ γὰρ νενίκησθ᾽, ἀλλ᾿ ἰσόψηφος δίκη
795
ἐξῆλθ᾽ ἀληθῶς, οὐκ ἀτιμίᾶι σέθεν.
ἀλλ᾽ ἐκ Διὸς γὰρ λαμπρὰ μαρτύρια παρῆν,
αὐτός θ᾽ ὁ χρήσας αὐτὸς ἦν ὁ μαρτυρῶν,
ὡς ταῦτ᾽ Ὀρέστην δρῶντα μὴ βλάβας ἔχειν.
ὑμεῖς δὲ τῆι γῆι τῆιδε μὴ θυμοῦσθε, μὴ
800
βαρὺν κότον σκήψητε, μηδ᾽ ἀκαρπίαν
τεύξητ᾽, ἀφεῖσαι δαιμόνων σταλάγματα,
βρωτῆρας αἰχμὰς σπερμάτων ἀνημέρους.
ἐγὼ γὰρ ὑμῖν πανδίκως ὑπίσχομαι
ἕδρας τε καὶ κευθμῶνας ἐνδίκου χθονὸς
805
λιπαροθρόνοισιν ἡμένας ἐπ᾽ ἐσχάραις
ἕξειν ὑπ᾽ ἀστῶν τῶνδε τιμαλφουμένας.
ἰὼ θεοὶ νεώτεροι, παλαιοὺς νόμους
καθιππάσασθε κἀκ χερῶν εἵλεσθέ μου.
ἐγὼ δ᾽ ἄτιμος ἡ τάλαινα βαρύκοτος
810
ἐν γᾶι τᾶιδε, φεῦ,
ἰὸν ἰὸν ἀντιπενθῆ μεθεῖσα καρδίας
σταλαγμὸν χθονί
ἄφορον· ἐκ δὲ τοῦ
λειχὴν ἄφυλλος, ἄτεκνος,
815
ἰὼ Δίκα, πέδον ἐπισύμενος
βροτοφθόρους κηλίδας ἐν χώρᾶι βαλεῖ,
(στενάζω· τί ῥέξω; γένωμαι;) δύσοισθ᾽ (ἆς)
πολίταις ἔπαθον.
820
ἰὼ μεγάλα τοι κόραι δυστυχεῖς
Νυκτὸς ἀτιμοπενθεῖς.
οὐκ ἔστ᾽ ἄτιμοι, μηδ᾽ ὑπερθύμως ἄγαν
θεαὶ βροτῶν κτίσητε δύσκηλον χθόνα.
825
κἀγὼ πέποιθα Ζηνί, καὶ τί δεῖ λέγειν;
καὶ κλῆιδας οἶδα δώματος μόνη θεῶν,
ἐν ὧι κεραυνός ἐστιν ἐσφραγισμένος·
ἀλλ᾽ οὐδὲν αὐτοῦ δεῖ· σὺ δ᾽ εὐπειθὴς ἐμοὶ
γλώσσης ματαίας μὴ ᾿κβαλοῦσ᾽ ἔπη, χθονὶ
830
καρπὸν φέροντα πάντα μὴ πράσσειν καλῶς,
κοίμα κελαινοῦ κύματος πικρὸν μένος,
ὡς σεμνότιμος καὶ ξυνοικήτωρ ἐμοί·
πολλῆς δὲ χώρας τῆσδ᾽ ἔτ᾿ ἀκροθίνια
θύη πρὸ παίδων καὶ γαμηλίου τέλους
835
ἔχουσ᾽ ἐς αἰεὶ τόνδ᾽ ἐπαινέσεις λόγον.
ἐμὲ παθεῖν τάδε, φεῦ,
ἐμὲ παλαιόφρονα, κατά τε γᾶς οἰχνεῖν
ἀτίετον, φεῦ, μύσος.
πνέω τοι μένος ἅπαντά τε κότον.
840
οἰοῖ δᾶ, φεῦ.
τίς μ᾽ ὑποδύεται πλευράς, (τίς) ὀδύνα
θυμόν; ἄϊε, μᾶτερ
Νύξ· ἀπὸ γάρ με τιμᾶν δαναιᾶν θεῶν
δυσπάλαμοι παρ᾽ οὐδὲν ἦραν δόλοι.
ὀργὰς ξυνοίσω σοι· γεραιτέρα γὰρ εἶ.
καὶ τῶι μὲν εἶ σὺ κάρτ᾽ ἐμοῦ σοφωτέρα,
φρονεῖν δὲ κἀμοὶ Ζεὺς ἔδωκεν οὐ κακῶς.
850
ὑμεῖς δ᾽ ἐς ἀλλόφυλον ἐλθοῦσαι χθόνα
γῆς τῆσδ᾽ ἐρασθήσεσθε· προυννέπω τάδε.
οὑπιρρέων γὰρ τιμιώτερος χρόνος
ἔσται πολίταις τοῖσδε. καὶ σὺ τιμίαν
ἕδραν ἔχουσα πρὸς δόμοις Ἐρεχθέως
855
τεύξηι παρ᾽ ἀνδρῶν καὶ γυναικείων στόλων,
ὅσην παρ᾽ ἄλλων οὔποτ᾽ ἂν σχέθοις βροτῶν.
σὺ δ᾽ ἐν τόποισι τοῖς ἐμοῖσι μὴ βάληις
μήθ᾽ αἱματηρὰς θηγάνας σπλάγχνων βλάβας
νέων ἀοίνοις ἐμμανέσι θυμώμασιν,
860
μήτ᾽ ἐξελοῦσ᾽ ὡς καρδίαν ἀλεκτόρων
ἐν τοῖς ἐμοῖς ἀστοῖσιν ἱδρύσηις "Αρη
ἐμφύλιόν τε καὶ πρὸς ἀλλήλους θρασύν.
θυραῖος ἔστω πόλεμος, οὐ μόλις παρών,
ἐν ὧι τις ἔσται δεινὸς εὐκλείας ἔρως·
865
ἐνοικίου δ᾽ ὄρνιθος οὐ λέγω μάχην.
τοιαῦθ᾽ ἑλέσθαι σοι πάρεστιν ἐξ ἐμοῦ,
εὖ δρῶσαν, εὖ πάσχουσαν, εὖ τιμωμένην
χώρας μετασχεῖν τῆσδε θεοφιλεστάτης.
ἐμὲ παθεῖν τάδε, φεῦ,
870
ἐμὲ παλαιόφρονα, κατά τε γᾶς οἰχνεῖν,
ἀτίετον, φεῦ, μύσος.
πνέω τοι μένος ἅπαντά τε κότον.
οἰοῖ δᾶ, φεῦ.
τίς μ᾽ ὑποδύεται πλευράς, (τίς) ὀδύνα
875
θυμόν; ἄἱε, μᾶτερ
Νύξ· ἀπὸ γάρ με τιμᾶν δαναιᾶν θεῶν
δυσπάλαμοι παρ᾽ οὐδὲν ἦραν δόλοι.
880
οὔτοι καμοῦμαί σοι λέγουσα τἀγαθά,
ὡς μήποτ᾽ εἴπηις πρὸς νεωτέρας ἐμοῦ
θεὸς παλαιὰ καὶ πολισσούχων βροτῶν
ἄτιμος ἔρρειν τοῦδ᾽ ἀπόξενος πέδου.
ἀλλ᾽ εἰ μὲν ἁγνόν ἐστί σοι Πειθοῦς σέβας,
885
γλώσσης ἐμῆς μείλιγμα καὶ θελκτήριον,
σὺ δ᾽ οὖν μένοις ἄν· εἰ δὲ μὴ θέλεις μένειν,
οὐ τἂν δικαίως τῆιδ᾽ ἐπιρρέποις πόλει
μῆνίν τιν᾿ ἢ κότον τιν᾿ ἢ βλάβην στρατῶι.
ἔξεστι γάρ σοι τῆσδε γαμόρωι χθονός
890
εἶναι δικαίως ἐς τὸ πᾶν τιμωμένηι.
Translations (10)
Eumenides Perseus (Aeschylus, Volume 2. Smyth, Herbert Weir, translator. London; New York: William Heinemann; G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1926. (Modernized by Perseus.)) — 778-890 focus
The Eumenides (OCR draft) Experimental (The Eumenides. Theodore Alois Buckley, 1849.) — 640 focus
Jove by your account respects the death of a father; but he himself bound his aged father Saturn 1 . How do you say that these things are not contrary to those ? But I call you as witnesses to hear these things.
Now I bid these according to their opinion pass a just sentence, as enough has been said.
And yet I counsel you by no means to dishonour this dire band of [the infernal] region.
O Phœbus Apollo, how will the contest be determined?
1
O youthful gods, you have ridden down the ancient laws, and have snatched [him] from my hands. But I dis­ honoured, miserable, inflamed with rage, in this land, ah, ah! will pour forth, in return for my sorrow, a drop from my heart on the ground causing sterility, and from it a venom destroying leaves and children (
O Justice
!) rushing on the plain, shall cast mortal-destroying stains in the country. Shall I groan? what shall I do? what will become of me? I have suffered things intolerable to the citizens 2 . Ah! most wretched in truth 3 are the daughters of Night grieving for their disgrace.
Be persuaded by me, so as not to bear it hardly: for you have not been conquered, but the cause in truth fell out with equal votes, not for your disgrace. Besides clear testi­ monies from Jove were present, and he who gave the oracle, he himself bore witness, that Orestes having done these things should not suffer ill. But do not you let fall your heavy wrath on this land, be not enraged, nor cause sterility, sending forth drops from your lungs, dire darts consuming the seed. For I most justly promise to you, that you, seated at the shining hearths, shall possess temples and shrines in a just land, honoured by these citizens.
O youthful gods, you have trampled on the ancient laws, and have snatched [him] from my hands. But I dis­ honoured, miserable, inflamed with rage, in this land, ah, ah will pour forth, in return for my sorrow, a drop from my heart on the ground causing sterility, and from it a venom destroy­ ing leaves and children (
O Justice
!) rushing on the plain, shall cast mortal-destroying stains in the country. Shall I groan? what shall I do? what will become of me? I have suffered things intolerable to the citizens. Ah! most wretched in truth are the daughters of Night grieving for their disgrace.
You are not dishonoured, nor, through your excessive wrath, do you goddesses make the land of mortals incurable. I too have trust in Jove,—and what need to say any thing of that? And I alone 1 of gods know the keys of the abodes in which the thunder is sealed up: but there is no need of this. But persuaded by me, do not cast forth upon the ground the fruit of a froward tongue, causing all things to turn out ill. Lull the bitter rage of the black billow, as venerated and a dweller with me: and hereafter having for ever the first-fruits of the sacrifices of this ample realm, for children and the rites of marriage, you will praise these my words.
That I should have suffered these things! alas! that I wretched should dwell on earth! alas! a dishonourable pollu­ tion! Therefore I breathe forth my rage, and all my wrath. Oh! oh! Earth! alas! what anguish pierces my sides! hear my rage, mother Night! for the crafty wiles of the gods have deprived me of my public 2 honours as if of no account.
I will bear with your passion; for you are older; and certainly indeed you are much more wise than I: but to me too Jove has given no small share of wisdom. But you having come into a land of strangers will be loved by this country: I foretell these things: for time as it rolls on will be more fraught with honour to these citizens. And you shall possess a seat at the abode of Erectheus, honoured by men and by the train of women, such as you never could obtain from other mortals. But do not you in my realms cast either bloody whetstones, a destruction to the entrails of youths, rendering them frantic with rage not excited by wine; nor rousing 1 them like the heart of cocks, among my citizens plant Mars both civil and bold against each other. Let there be a foreign war, not a present broil with difficulty, in which there shall be a violent love of glory; but I mention not the fight of the domestic bird. It is allowed you to choose such things from me, doing well, receiving well, well honoured, to share this god-loved country.
That I should have suffered these things! alas! that I wretched should dwell on earth! alas! a dishonourable pollu­ tion! Therefore I breathe forth my rage, and all my wrath. Oh! oh! Earth! alas! what anguish pierces my sides! hear my rage, mother Night! for the crafty wiles of the gods have deprived me of my public honours as if of no account.
By no means shall I be tired of speaking what is good for you; that you may never say, that you an ancient goddess, did through me a younger, and through men that dwell in cities, depart dishonoured, inhospitably driven from this land. But if indeed the reverence of Persuasion is holy in your eyes, the soothing and winning power of my tongue, you then would remain: but if you are unwilling to remain, neither justly would you bring upon this city any vengeance or anger, or hurt upon the people. For it is in your ehoiee to be a sharer of this land with me at least, duly honoured for ever.
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ce que j'ai dit, afin d'éveiller le courroux des hommes ici chargés de décider en cette cause.
inviter maintenant ces juges à por-
ter dans l'urne, suivant leur conscience, un suffrage équi- table ? Avez-vous tout dit ?
res- pectant votre serment. J'ai dit.
juges à qui est commis ce
soin.
jeunes dieux, vous piétinez les lois antiques, et vous m'arrachez ce que j'ai en mains. Soit!
l'infortunée qu'on humilie fera sentir à cette terre — ah! malheur! — ce que pèse son courroux. Mon venin, mon venin, cruellement me vengera. Chaque goutte qui en coulera de mon cœur coûtera cher à cette ville : une lèpre en sortira,
mortelle à la feuille, mortelle à l'enfant, qui, s'abattant sur votre sol — Vengeance! Vengeance! — infligera à ce pays plus d'une plaie meurtrière 10 . — Mais je gémis! com-
ment agir plutôt ? Soyons lourdes à cette cité. Ah! elles
épargnez-vous de lourds san-
glots. Vous n'êtes pas des vaincues : un arrêt indécis, seul, est sorti de l'urne, pour satisfaire la vérité, non pour vous humilier. D'éclatants témoignages étaient là, émanés de Zeus 11 , et celui-là même nous les apportait, qui avait prédit à Oreste que de tels actes n'encouraient nul châti-
ment. Vous voulez, sur ce pays, cracher un pesant cour- roux : réfléchissez, ne vous emportez pas; ne rendez pas ce sol stérile, en laissant dégoutter de vos lèvres divines une écume sauvage, rongeuse de tous germes. Moi, je vous
offre sans réserve le séjour, l'asile qui vous conviennent en ce pays et où, sur le trône de vos autels luisants 12 , vous siégerez environnées du respect de ces citoyens.
Ah! jeunes dieux, vous piétinez les lois antiques, et vous m'arrachez ce que j'ai en mains. Soit!
l'infortunée qu'on humilie fera sentir à cette terre — ah! malheur! — ce que pèse son courroux. Mon venin, mon venin, cruellement, me vengera. Chaque goutte qui en coulera de mon cœur coûtera cher à cette ville : une lèpre en sor-
humiliées; dans l'excès de
votre colère, ne vous en prenez pas, déesses, à des hommes; ne rendez pas la terre sourde à leurs appels. Moi, je m'assure en Zeus, et — faut-il le dire? — seule entre les dieux, je sais ouvrir la chambre où la foudre dort scellée 13 . Mais ici point n'en est besoin. Va, crois-moi; que ta
bouche furieuse ne lance pas sur ce sol des mots dont le seul fruit serait pour tout la mort! Endors la fougue amère de ce noir flux de haine; reçois ta part d'honneurs et viens vivre avec moi. En ce vaste pays, désormais toutes les prémices, offrandes de naissance et offrandes d'hymen, te seront réservées, et tu ne cesseras de louer
mon conseil. 14
Moi, subir ce sort, moi, l'antique déesse! Moi, habiter ce pays en être impur et méprisé, ah!... Non,
je ne respire que colère et vengeance. Las! Terre et Ciel! ah! quelle souffrance, quelle souffrance entre donc dans mon cœur! Entends-moi, ô Nuit, ma mère : mes antiques hon-
indulgente, car tu as l'âge pour toi. Mais, si tu en sais plus que moi sans
doute, à moi aussi Zeus a donné quelque sagesse. Si vous allez dans une autre contrée, vous regretterez ce pays. Écoutez mon oracle : le flot montant des jours fera grandir la gloire de ma ville, et toi, fixée sur son sol glorieux, à
côté de la demeure d'Érechtée 15 , tu verras des cortèges d'hommes et de femmes t'offrir ce qu'aucun autre peuple ne te saurait donner. Mais, de ton côté, en ces lieux que j'aime, ne pousse pas ces aiguillons sanglants qui ravagent
les jeunes poitrines, et, sans vin, les enivrent de folles fureurs. Ne va pas, comme on fait pour les coqs, attiser la colère au cœur de mes citoyens et mettre en eux cette soif de meurtre qui lance frères contre frères, en leur soufflant mutuelle audace. Vienne la guerre étrangère,
toujours à la portée de ceux qu'anime un fervent désir de vraie gloire : mais fi des combats entre oiseaux de la volière! Voilà donc ce qu'il t'est loisible de tenir ici
de ma main : bénédictions à répandre, bénédictions à recevoir, bénie et adorée du pays pieux entre tous dont tu deviendras citoyenne. 16
de te dire ton intérêt, de peur que tu n'ailles prétendre que ma jeune divinité et les hommes de cette ville ont chassé sans honneur et banni de ce sol une antique déesse. Si tu sais
respecter la Persuasion sainte, qui donne à ma parole sa magique douceur, va, tu resteras ici. Mais, si tu t'y refuses, vraiment tu serais inique en laissant tomber sur ce pays dépit, courroux ou vengeance qui seraient cruels à mon
peuple, alors qu'il t'est permis de jouir sans conteste du droit de bourgeoisie au milieu d'une cité qui à jamais t'honorera.
The Furies (OCR draft) Experimental (The Furies. Robert Potter, 1779.) — 640 focus
So Jove, it ſeems, reſpects the father's fate;
Yet on his father he cou'd bind the chain,
The hoary Saturn: that his deed gainſays
Thy words: I pray you mark the poor evaſion.
710
The pleas are urg'd: theſe now I charge to give
Sentence, with ſtrict regard to truth and juſtice.
Nor of their honours rob this train, whoſe pow'r
Is dreadful in the drear abodes below,
O Phœbus, what th' event that waits this cauſe!
I burſt with rage. With cruel pride.
880
Theſe youthful Gods my flighted age deride.
And, the old laws diſdaining to obey,
Rend from my hands my prey.
Tortur'd with grief's corroding ſmart,
And taught diſgrace and ſcorn to know,
885
Diſtilling from my anguiſh'd heart
The peſtilential drop ſhall flow:
Where'er it falls, nor fruit around,
Nor leaf ſhall grace the blaſted ground;
Thro' the ſick air its baleful dews
890
A cauſtic venom ſhall diffuſe;
And breathing on this hated race
With deep rough ſcars the beauteous form
deface.
Vainly ſhall I heave my ſighs,
895
Or bid my angry vengeance riſe?
To inſults, which my boſom rend,
Vulgar ſpirits ſcorn to bend:
And ſhall thy daughters, aweful Night, in vain
Of their diſgrace complain?
900
Let my entreaties move you; bear not this
With ſuch deep anger; for no conqueſt here
Wounds your inſulted honour:
from the urn
The lots came equal, ſo diſpos'd by truth,
905
To thee no inſult off'ring;
and from Jove
Flow'd ſplendid ſigns: he gave the oracle,
He added his high teſt, that for the deed
Oreſtes ſhou'd not ſuffer.
910
Breath not then
Your heavy vengeance on this land; reſtrain
Your indignation; o'er theſe ſick'ning fields
Drop not your peſtilential dews, nor blaſt
Their glitt'ring verdure, and their ſpringing ſeeds.
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And here I pledge my faith, this grateful land
Shall willingly receive you, raiſe your ſeats
High at their blazing hearths, and, with deep awe
Impreſt, pay reverend honours to your pow'r.
I burſt with rage. With cruel pride
920
Theſe youthful Gods my flighted age deride;
And, the old laws diſdaining to obey,
Rend from my hands my prey.
Tortur'd with grief's corroding ſmart,
And taught diſgrace and ſcorn to know,
925
Diſtilling from my anguiſh'd heart
The peſtilential drop ſhall flow;
Where'er it falls, nor fruit around
Nor leaf ſhall grace the blaſted ground;
Thro' the ſick air its baleful dews
930
A cauſtic venom ſhall diffuſe;
And breathing on this hated race
With deep rough ſcars the beauteous form deface.
Vainly ſhall I heave my ſighs,
Or bid my angry vengeance riſe?
935
To inſults, which my boſom rend,
Vulgar ſpirits ſcorn to bend;
And ſhall thy daughters, aweful Night, in vain
Of their diſgrace complain?
No, you are not diſgraced; nor let your wrath,
940
Immortal as you are, to mortal man
Spread deſolation o'er the earth.
I too
Prevail with Jove. And wherefore ſhou'd I ſay
Of all the Gods I only know the keys g
945
That ope thoſe ſolid doors, within whoſe vaults
His thunders ſleep? Of theſe there is no need.
By me perſuaded let thy haſty tongue
Forbear thoſe threats, from which no fruit can
flow,
950
But ruin to the earth:
compoſe that rage,
Whoſe ſwelling tide o'erflows all bounds, with me
In the ſame manſion, and with equal honours
Rever'd, enjoying thro' theſe ample realms
955
The prime oblations, victims doom'd to bleed
For bleſſings on the birth, or nuptial hour,
That thou ſhalt thank me for this friendly counſel.
Shall I brook this? Shall I then deign
In this curs'd land to ſpend my ſlighted age,
960
And my loft honours mourn in vain?
No: be each vengeful thought inflam'd with rage.
Ah me, the keen, the mad'ning ſmart!
Deep, deep it cuts, it rends my heart.
Hear, aweful night, my raving paſſion hear!
965
Theſe Gods, with a malignant ſmile,
Ah me! my baffled pow'r beguile,
And from my brows the public honours tear.
Thine anger will I bear with, for thy years
Are more than mine, thy wiſdom more; tho' Jove
970
Hath with no niggard grace on me beſtow'd
A prudent ſenſe.
You yet are ſtrangers here;
But I foreſee, when once your feats are fix'd,
Theſe ſcenes will be delightful, and the flow
975
Of future years to the inhabitants
Roll more abundant honours.
Where Erechtheus
Raiſ'd high his regal ſtructures, thou ſhalt hold
Thy reſidence, receiving from the men,
980
And from the train of females, ſuch high honours
As mortals never paid thee.
Caſt not then
On theſe my realms the peſtilent bane, that fires
Beyond the rage of wine the frantic youth
985
To wild enfanguin'd ſlaughter:
in their hearts
Pour not the fury of the creſted cock
Exciting diſcord, broils, and civil war.
To foreign wars, when dangers threaten nigh,
990
Let glory lead their arms: domeſtic ſtrife
Is hateful to my ſoul:
bethink thee well,
Thou haſt thy choice, by courteſy to win
Returns of courteſy, and reverenc'd high
995
To ſhare this country grateful to the Gods.
Shall I brook this? Shall I then deign
In this curs'd land to ſpend my ſlighted age,
And my loſt honours mourn in vain?
No: be each vengeful thought inflam'd with
1000
rage.
Ah me, the keen, the mad'ning ſmart!
Deep, deep it cuts, it rends my heart.
Hear, aweful night, my raving paſſion hear!
Theſe Gods, with a malignant ſmile,
1005
Ah me! my baffled pow'r beguile,
And from my brows the public honours tear.
I will not yet ſurceaſe to ſpeak thee fair;
And never with juſt cauſe ſhalt thou complain
That with inhoſpitable pride my youth,
1010
And the rude race of mortals dwelling here,
Drove thee, an ancient Goddeſs, with diſgrace
An outcaſt from this land.
If yet the pow'r
Of mild perſuaſion, dropping from my lips
1015
In words of ſweet and ſoothing courteſy,
Hath not loft all its virtue, thou wilt ſtay:
If thou diſdain to ſtay, yet not with juſtice
Canſt thou with wrath or vengeance load this town,
Nor on its people ſhed thy baneful dews.
1020
'Tis in thy choice to bleſs this land, and fix
With everlaſting honours here thy ſeat.
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Ma tu sei vivo, e lei Morte fa libera.
640
Giove, tu dici, ha piú riguardo ai padri ?
Ed egli in lacci il vecchio Crono avvinse.
680
Ché non esponi il fatto a questi giudici?
A udirlo, o testimonî, io vi sollecito.
darà sentenza, qui dove le Amazzoni
725
posero campo e tende, allorché l'odio
contro Teseo le spinse a guerra, ed esse,
di fronte alla città, questa munirono
di torri eccelsa rocca, ed immolarono
vittime ad Are: onde la rupe ancora
730
d'Arëopàgo ha nome. Esso il rispetto
ed il timore ai cittadini in cuore
indurrà, che non mai, né dí, né notte,
violino giustizia, e che le leggi,
d'Atene i cittadini mai non mutino:
735
ché, se di fango e umor' fracidi, l'onda
limpida inquini, ber piú non la puoi.
Vita consiglio ai cittadini miei
né senza freno, né servil: né lungi
dalla città si scacci ogni timore:
740
qual uom giusto sarà, se nulla teme?
Voi temetelo dunque e rispettatelo:
esso schermo dell'Attica sarà,
e salute d'Atene; e alcun degli uomini
il simile non ha, né fra gli Sciti,
745
né di Pelope il suol: tale consesso,
venerando severo incorruttibile
della terra d'Atene propugnacolo,
vigile su chi dorme, io stabilisco.
Questo ammonisco ai cittadini miei
750
che sia per l'avvenire. Adesso alzatevi,
prendete i voti, ed ossequenti al giuro,
equa sentenza pronunciate. Ho detto.
O Febo Apollo, quale sarà l'esito ?
Assoluto quest'uomo è nella causa:
ché ugual risulta il numero dei voti.
Ahi, nuovi Iddei, sotto i pie' calpestate
le antiche leggi! Di man le mie prede
voi mi strappate! Ma, spoglia d'onore,
io sciagurata, nell'aspra mia doglia,
825
stillerò lo sterminio
sopra questo terreno,
dal furore dell'anima
sprizzando atro veleno.
Da questo una serpigine
830
che greggi strugga ed erba,
su le zolle spargendosi,
di letifere macchie la terra coprirà.
Che faccio? Verso lagrime?
Sarò con questi cittadini acerba ?
835
O della Notte misere
figlie, nessuno, onor prestato v'ha.
non lo rendete, non struggete i germi
col morso edace dell'infeste bave.
Ed io con certa fede a voi prometto
che in questa terra di giustizia avrete
850
riposte sedi, e onor dai cittadini,
presso l'are sedendo, in troni fulgidi.
Prive d'onor non siete, e non vi piaccia,
per troppo d'ira, questo suolo rendere
870
sterile, o Dive. Anch'io — dirlo che giova ?
posso in Giove fidare: io sola so
del ricetto le chiavi ove la folgore
è sigillata. Ma per che, la folgore ?
Ben t'indurrai per le parole mie
875
a non scagliare con impronta lingua
su questa terra il maleficio, e tutti
farne abortire i frutti. In cuor sopisci
l'impeto amaro della negra furia,
e delle cose e degli onor partecipe
880
con me sarai: di questa terra grande
offerte le primizie a te saranno
per gli sponsali, e quando nascon pargoli:
onde il consiglio mio loderai sempre.
Questo da me si tollera,
885
da me vetusta Diva! E, ahimè, di questa
terra, impunita la sozzura resta !
Spirerò la mia furia, la mia collera.
Ahimè, ahimè, sciagura,
quale tortura
890
penetra il fianco mio!
O Madre notte, il mio furore ascolta.
Gli onori a me dovuti, antica Diva,
invincibile frode or me ne priva.
resti la guerra oltre le porte, ed ivi
terribile di gloria amore avvampi.
Queste le offerte ch'io ti faccio. Beni
915
largire e averne, onori aver, partecipe
di questo sacro suol diletto ai Numi.
Mai stanca mi farà parlarti il bene:
dir non potrai che tu, vetusta Diva,
spregiata da me giovine, e dal mio
930
popolo, vai da questo suolo in bando.
Ma, se pur tu la Dea Suada veneri,
che dal mio labbro col suo miel ti molce,
resta fra noi. Ché se restar non vuoi,
giusto non è che l'ira tua su Atene
935
piombi, né il danno od il furor sul popolo:
ch'esser tu puoi di questo suol partecipe
direttamente, e onore aver perenne.
Aeschylus, Eumenides: versio Latina Ioannis Sanravii (OCR draft) Experimental (Aeschylus, Eumenides: versio Latina Ioannis Sanravii. Ioannes Sanravius, 1555.) — 640 focus
Patris ueneratur Iupiter fatum, tuo ſermone
605
Ipſe ligauit patrem ſenem Saturnum.
Quomodo hæc his non contrario dicis?
Vos uerò audire hoc ego testificor.
Iam iubeo hos pro ſententia ferre
Calculum iuſtum, tanquam fatis dictorum.
640
Attamen hunc cœtum terræ
Conſultor ſum nequaquam ignominia afficere.
Quibuſcunq; iudicum commiſſus & finis iſte.
O dij iuuenes antiquas leges
Euertiſtis, & ex manibus cepiſtis me.
Ego uerò ignominioſa ſum miſera iracunda,
In hac terra, heu heu heu, luctuoſam
745
Mittens cordis lachrymam, heu.
Terræ intolerabile, Lichen ſine ſolijs carens liberis heu
Heu cauſa campum impellens,
Mortalium interfectrices maculas in regionem iactabit.
Lugeo. quid faciam? ſiam. intoleranda
750
A ciuibus paſsa ſum, heu admodum
Puellæ infelices noctis ignominioſæ.
Mihi confidite non grauiter ferre.
Non enim uiciſtis, ſed cauſa æqualia habet ſuffragia,
Exiuit uerè, tu non ignominia affecta es,
755
Sed ex Ioue maniſesta testimonia aderant,
Ipſeq; uolens ipſe erat testis,
Vt Oreſtes hæc faciens non haberet detrimentum.
Vos uerò huic terræ ne grauem iram
Proijcite, ne iraſcamini, neq; infrugiferam
760
Faciatis, dimittite dæmonum guttas,
Mortales potestates ſeminis feras.
Ego uerò uobis omnino iuſtè polliceor,
Sedes & latebras iuſtæ terræ.
In pinguibus focis ſedentes
765
Eſse à ciuibus iſtis honoratas.
O dij iuuenes antiquas leges
Euertiſtis, & ex manibus cepiſtis me,
Ego uerò ignominioſa miſera iracunda
In hac terra, heu, heu, heu luctuosam
770
Emittens cordis guttam, terræ intolerabilem, ex qua
Lichen ſolijs carens & liberis.
Heu cauſa campum impellens,
Mortalium interfectrices maculas in regionem iactabit.
Lugeo, quid faciam, ſiam, intoleranda
775
A ciuibus paſsa ſum, ò admodum
Puellæ infelices noctis ignominioſæ.
Non estis inhonorate, neq; ſuperbè admodum
Dea mortalium statuetis maculatam terram.
At ego confiſa ſum Ioui, & quid oportet dicere.
780
Et clauſtra noui domorum ſola dearum
In quo fulmen eſt ſignatum.
Sed illius nihil oportet. tu uerò à me persuasa
Ne ſtultam linguam proijcias in terram,
Fructum ferentem, omnia non pulchrè agentes.
785
Sopor fluctus nigri, amarus furor,
Tanqnam grauis & cohabitator ſim mihi.
Multæ huius regionis primitiæ frugum
Sacrificabit, ante liberos & nuptias finem
Habens, ſemper hunc laudabis ſermonem.
790
Me pati hæc, heu me uerſuta in terra habitare
Spretum odium heu, efflo furorem & omnem iram.
Heu, heu terra, heu quis mihi ſubit
Latera dolor, animum ſpira mater
Nox, nam me ab honoribus domatam
795
Deorum fraudulenti cœperunt dolo præter cauſam.
Iras tibi conferam, nam ſenior es,
Tu & ſapientior me multò es,
Sapere mihi quoq; dedit Iupiter non malè.
Vos uerò in exteram terram uenientes
800
Terram hanc ut ametis prædico uobis.
Nam ſequens tempus præſtantius
Erit ciuibus his, & tu precioſam
Sedem habens in domo Erechthei,
Aſsequeris à uiris & mulieribus uestes,
805
Tantum ab alijs nunquam obtinebis mortalibus.
Tu uerò in his meis locis ne proijce,
Neq; ſanguinolentas cotes, uiſcerum detrimenta
Iuuenum, inſanas ira uino carente.
Neq; euertens cor tanquam Alectores
810
Meis ipſis ciuibus condas puellæ
Inteſtinamq; ad Græcos audaciam,
Externum ſit bellum, non uix præſens,
In quo aliquis erit amor gloriæ dignus.
Domeſticæ uerò auis non dico pugnam.
815
Talia tibi eligere licet ex me,
Benefacientem, bene affectam, bene honoratam,
Regionis huius dijs charæ participem eſse.
Hæc pati me, heu heu me uerſuta ſub terra habitare
Inhonoratam, heu heu odium
820
Spiro furorem omnino, & iram.
Heu heu terra, heu quis mihi ſubit
Latera dolor, animum ſpira mater
Nox, nam me ab honoribus domatam, deorum fraudulenti
Cæperunt dolo præter cauſam.
825
Non defatigabor tibi dicens quæ bona ſunt,
Vt ne tandem dicas ad iuniores me
Dea antiqua patrona mortalium,
Ignominioſa perit inhoſpitalis huius ſoli.
Sed ſi tibi cultus perſuaſionis caſtus est,
830
Meæ linguæ placamen, & oblectamentum.
Tu uerò ſi manſeris, ſiue nolueris manere,
Neq; iuſtè inijcias urbi
Iram aliquam, aut indignatione tandem, aut detrimenti
Licet tibi ab hac integræ terræ & exercitui
835
Eſse iuſtè omnino honorata.
Aeschylus, Die Eumeniden: German translation (OCR draft) Experimental (Aeschylus, Die Eumeniden: German translation. Ulrich von Wilamowitz-Moellendorff, 1919–1923.) — 640 focus
Zeus schätzt den Tod des Vaters höher, wie du sagst.
Doch seinen eignen Vater Kronos hat er selbst
gefesselt. Darin ist ein offner Widerspruch.
Ihr habt's gehört, ihr Richter, Zeugen seid ihr mir.
Habt ihr genug gesprochen? Darf die Richter ich
675 abstimmen lassen ehrlich und gewissenhaft?
Ich rat' euch, tretet unsrer Würde nicht zu nah,
wir können eurem Lande leicht gefährlich sein.
Wie wird das Urteil lauten, Phoibos, lichter Herr?
Weh, ihr habt es zertreten,
es meinen Händen entwunden,
mein altes Recht,
ihr jungen Götter.
Ehrlos bin ich, doch Gift,
785 wehe, zum Lohn für die Schande,
Gift auf das Land,
meinem Herzen entquellend
das zeugt auf dem Boden
wuchernde Flechte.
Kein Blatt mehr sprieſst,
kein Same keimt,
kein Weib gebiert.
Ich bitt' euch, nehmet nicht mit Groll das Urteil hin.
795 Ihr habt ja nicht verloren, Stimmengleichheit nur
hat sich ergeben, ohne Falsch, und nicht um euch
zu kränken, sondern weil der Schluſs des Zeus
ganz klar bezeugt war: Zeugnis gab derselbe Gott,
der dem Orestes selber die Straflosigkeit
geweissagt hatte für die That, zu der er trieb.
800 Und ihr wollt Zornesgeifer spei'n auf dieses Land?
Bedenkt euch; laſst das Wüten. Das unmilde Naſs,
das Miſswachs zeugend jedes Samens Keimen tilgt,
müſst ihr verhalten, eurer Galle Bitternis.
Ich biet' euch treu und ehrlich Sitz und Unterschlupf
805 im Schofse meines Landes. Meine Bürgerschaft
schmückt euch des vollsten Opfertisches Ehrenmahl.
Weh, ihr habt es zertreten,
es meinen Händen entwunden,
mein altes Recht,
ihr jungen Götter.
Ehrlos bin ich, doch Gift,
wehe, zum Lohn für die Schande,
Gift auf das Land,
meinem Herzen entquellend
Ihr seid nicht ehrlos. Euer wilder Götterzorn
825 darf nicht den Frieden trüben dieser Menschenstadt.
Auch ich hab' einen Beistand, Zeus. Ich mag davon
nicht reden, doch als einz'ge der Olympischen
weiſs zur Rüstkammer ich den Schlüssel, wo verwahrt
die Donnerkeile liegen. Doch ich habe sie
nicht nötig. Fügsam meiner Mahnung wirst du nicht
830 haſskranken Mundes Geifer spritzen, dessen Frucht
Unsegen ist für alle. Glätte nur den Schwall
hochwogender Erregung. Reich an Ehren sollst
du neben mir, der Landesherrin dieser Burg,
den Sitz erhalten, all' die Opfer, die das Volk
835 für seinen Nachwuchs darbringt und sein Eheglück,
in Ewigkeit genieſsend, so du auf mich hörst.
Mir das!
Ha, mir,
mir, der alten,
Dein Schelten trag' ich als der ält'ren dir nicht nach.
Du bist gewiſs in vielem auch die Weisere,
850 allein auch mir hat manches Wissen Zeus gegönnt,
und wendet ihr euch einem andern Volke zu,
ich sag's voraus, so kommt euch Sehnsucht nach Athen.
Denn in der Zukunft liegt des Ruhmes bester Teil
für meine Bürger. Wenn ihr euren Ehrensitz
855 nah bei Erechtheus' Hause habt, erhaltet ihr
von Männern und von Frauen was euch nirgendwo,
von keinem andern Menschenvolk geboten wird.
Den gift'gen Samen streuet nicht auf meine Flur,
der in der Jugend Busen keimend schweren Dunst
860 des Rausches zeugt, nicht Weines, sondern Blutes
Rausch.
Erhitzet nicht, wie man den Hahn zum Kampfe reizt,
die Herzen, daſs in meinem Staate nicht die Lust
an trotz'gem Hader und an Bürgerkrieg erwächst.
Der Krieg nach aufsen komme: der entbrennt von
selbst,
Mir das!
Ha, mir,
mir, der alten,
der Macht der Urzeit!
Drunten ins Dunkel ducken
875 soll ich mich, ehrlos Scheusal.
Wut schnaub' ich, wehe,
Grimm und Groll.
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Was wollen die Schmerzen?
Die Flamme der Wut
880 verbrennt mir das Herz.
Mutter, vernimm mich,
Mutter Nacht:
mein Recht,
mein Urrecht haben die Ränke
der jungen Götter verworfen,
vernichtet.
Zum Guten dir zu reden lass' ich nimmer ab.
Du sollst nicht sagen, du, die alte Göttin, seist
von mir, der jüng'ren, und dem Volke meiner Stadt
in Schanden trotz dem Gastrecht aus dem Land gejagt.
885 Wenn du Empfindung für die Macht der Peitho hast,
der guten Worte sanfte Herrin, die zu dir
beschwichtigend, versöhnend spricht durch meinen
Mund,
dann wirst du bleiben; aber wenn du scheiden willst,
English (E. D. A. Morshead, 1889, second edition) (OCR draft) Experimental (Aeschylus, The Furies — Morshead translation. Wikisource transcription; speech corresp and card milestones aligned to Smyth perseus-grc2.) — 640 focus
Zeus, as thou sayest, holds a father's death
As first of crimes,—yet he of his own act
Cast into chains his father, Cronos old,—
740
How suits that deed with that which now ye tell?
O ye who judge, I bid ye mark my words!
Enough is said; I bid the judges now
With pure intent deliver just award.
I rede ye well, beware! nor put to shame,
In aught, this grievous company of hell.
O bright Apollo, what shall be the end?
Woe on you, younger gods! the ancient right
Ye have o'erridden, rent it from my hands.
I am dishonoured of you, thrust to scorn!
But heavily my wrath
Shall on this land fling forth the drops that blast and burn,
900
Venom of vengeance, that shall work such scathe
As I have suffered; where that dew shall fall,
Shall leafless blight arise,
Wasting Earth's offspring,—Justice, hear my call!—
And thorough all the land in deadly wise
905
Shall scatter venom, to exude again
In pestilence on men.
What cry avails me now, what deed of blood,
Unto this land what dark despite?
Alack, alack, forlorn
910
Are we, a bitter injury have borne,
Alack, O sisters, O dishonoured brood
Of mother Night!
Nay, bow ye to my words, chafe not nor moan:
Ye are not worsted nor disgraced; behold,
915
With balanced vote the cause had issue fair,
Nor in the end did aught dishonour thee.
But thus the will of Zeus shone clearly forth,
And his own prophet-god avouched the same,
Orestes slew: his slaying is atoned.
920
Therefore I pray you, not upon this land
Shoot forth the dart of vengeance; be appeased,
Nor blast the land with blight, nor loose thereon
Drops of eternal venom, direful darts
Wasting and marring nature's seed of growth.
925
For I, the queen of Athens' sacred right,
Do pledge to you a holy sanctuary
Deep in the heart of this my land, made just
By your indwelling presence, while ye sit
Hard by your sacred shrines that gleam with oil
930
Of sacrifice, and by this folk adored.
Woe on you, younger gods! the ancient right
Ye have o'erridden, rent it from my hands.
I am dishonoured of you, thrust to scorn!
But heavily my wrath
935
Shall on his land fling forth the drops that blast and burn,
Venom of vengeance, that shall work such scathe
As I have suffered; where that dew shall fall,
Shall leafless blight arise,
Wasting Earth's offspring,—Justice, hear my call!—
940
And thorough all the land in deadly wise
Shall scatter venom, to exude again
In pestilence on men.
What cry avails me now, what deed of blood,
Unto this land, what dark despite?
945
Alack, alack, forlorn
Are we, a bitter injury have borne,
Alack, O sisters, O dishonoured brood
Of mother Night!
Dishonoured are ye not; turn not, I pray,
950
As goddesses your swelling wrath on men,
Nor make the friendly earth despiteful to them.
I too have Zeus for champion—tis enough—
I only of all goddesses do know
To ope the chamber where his thunderbolts
955
Lie stored and sealed; but here is no such need.
Nay, be appeased, nor cast upon the ground
The malice of thy tongue, to blast the world;
Calm thou thy bitter wrath's black inward surge,
For high shall be thine honour, set beside me
960
For ever in this land, whose fertile lap
Shall pour its teeming firstfruits unto you,
Gifts for fair childbirth and for wedlock's crown:
Thus honoured, praise my spoken pledge for aye.
I, I dishonoured in this earth to dwell,—
965
Ancient of days and wisdom! I breathe forth
Poison and breath of frenzied ire. O Earth,
Woe, woe for thee, for me!
From side to side what pains be these that thrill?
Hearken, O mother Night, my wrath, mine agony!
970
Whom from mine ancient rights the gods have thrust,
And brought me to the dust—
Woe, woe is me!—with craft invincible.
Older art thou than I, and I will bear
With this thy fury. Know, although thou be
975
More wise in ancient wisdom, yet have I
From Zeus no scanted measure of the same.
Wherefore take heed unto this prophecy—
If to another land of alien men
Ye go, too late shall ye feel longing deep
980
For mine. The rolling tides of time bring round
A day of brighter glory for this town;
And thou, enshrined in honour by the halls
Where dwelt Erechtheus, shalt a worship win
From men and from the train of womankind,
985
Greater than any tribe elsewhere shall pay.
Cast thou not therefore on this soil of mine
Whetstones that sharpen souls to bloodshedding,
The burning goads of youthful hearts, made hot
With frenzy of the spirit, not of wine.
990
Nor pluck as 'twere the heart from cocks that strive,
To set it in the breast of citizens
Of mine, a war-god's spirit, keen for fight,
Made stern against their country and their kin.
The man who grievously doth lust for fame,
995
War, full, immitigable, let him wage
Against the stranger; but of kindred birds
I hold the challenge hateful. Such the boon
I proffer thee—within this land of lands,
Most loved of gods, with me to show and share
1000
Fair mercy, gratitude and grace as fair.
I, I dishonoured in this earth to dwell,—
Ancient of days and wisdom! I breathe forth
Poison and breath of frenzied ire. O Earth,
Woe, woe for thee, for me!
1005
From side to side what pains be these that thrill?
Hearken, O mother Night, my wrath, mine agony!
Whom from mine ancient rights the gods have thrust,
And brought me to the dust—
Woe, woe is me!—with craft invincible.
1010
I will not weary of soft words to thee,
That never mayst thou say, Behold me spurned,
An elder by a younger deity,
And from this land rejected and forlorn,
Unhonoured by the men who dwell therein.
1015
But, if Persuasion's grace be sacred to thee,
Soft in the soothing accents of my tongue,
Tarry, I pray thee; yet, if go thou wilt,
Not rightfully wilt thou on this my town
Sway down the scale that beareth wrath and teen
1020
Or wasting plague upon this folk. 'Tis thine,
If so thou wilt, inheritress to be
Of this my land, its utmost grace to win.
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1854; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (Aeschylos. Deutsch in den Versmaßen der Urschrift. Stuttgart: Hoffmann, 1854. Native Donner line citations, Smyth card correspondence, selected textual readings and metrical facsimiles. Remaining OCR differences and unattributed reading notes are documented in the linked review inventory.) — 640 focus
Du sagtest, schwerer achte Zeus des Vaters Mord;
610
Doch band er selbst den greisen Vater Kronos einst.
Steht das mit deiner Rede nicht im Widerspruch?
Darauf zu hören, ruf' ich euch als Zeugen auf.
Und nun gebiet' ich, Richter, fällt nach eurem Sinn
Gerechtes Urtheil; denn gesprochen ist genug.
645
Doch will ich rathen, uns, den unheildrohenden
Genossen eures Landes, ja kein Leid zu thun.
O Fürst Apollon, welches Ziel gewinnt der Kampf?
Geschlecht der neuen Götter, ha! Du tratst altes Recht
Tollkühn mit Füßen, und entwand'st es meiner Hand.
Und ich, beschimpft, ich Arme, schütte zornentbrannt
750
Auf dies Land, o Graun!
Schütte rachglühend hier Gift hinab aus meiner Brust;
Es strömt hin in's Land, vertilgt alle Saat;
Die Flur, o Rache!
Umſpinnt dürres Moos, von Laub nackt und Frucht,
755
Und streut des Todes Flecken durch die Gau'n umher.
Wir klagen? Was thun wir? Es höhnt uns das Volk aus.
Uns traf herbes Leid, o Graun! schweres Weh,
Der Nacht Töchter, uns, die schmachvoll gekränkten.
Folgt meinem Rath, ertragt es ohne schweren Groll!
760
Nicht überwunden seid ihr: gleiche Stimmenzahl
Entschied gerecht den Handel, ohne Schmach für euch.
Ein leuchtend Zeugniß sandte ja Zeus selbst an uns,
Und der die That geboten, er bezeugte selbst,
Nicht büßen dürf' Orestes, der die That gethan.
765
So schüttet ihr auch eures Grolles Schwere nicht
Auf dieses Land aus, zürnet nicht, tilgt nicht die Frucht
Der Felder, Gifthauch strömend aus ergrimmter Brust,
Der grausam, scharfer Schneide gleich, die Saaten frißt.
Denn ich gelob' euch heilig, daß ein Tempel euch,
770
Ein Heiligthum an rechter Stätte werden soll,
Wo ihr an Opferherden thront in Strahlenglanz,
Von dieses Landes Bürgern hochverherrlichet.
Geschlecht der neuen Götter, ha! Du tratst altes Recht
Tollkühn mit Füßen, und entwand'st es meiner Hand.
775
Und ich, beschimpft, ich Arme, schütte zornentbrannt
Auf dies Land, o Graun!
Schütte rachglühend hier Gift hinab aus meiner Brust;
Es strömt hin in's Land, vertilgt alle Saat;
Die Flur, o Nache!
780
Umspinnt dürres Moos, von Laub nackt und Frucht,
Und streut des Todes Flecken durch die Gau'n umher.
Wir klagen? Was thun wir? Es höhnt uns das Volk aus.
Uns traf herbes Leid, o Graun! schweres Weh,
Der Nacht Töchter, uns, die schmachvoll gekränkten.
785
Niemand beschimpft euch; nicht in schwerem Grimme denn,
Göttinnen, schafft der Menschen Land zur Wildniß um!
Auf Zeus vertrau' ich - was bedarf's der Rede noch? -
Nur ich von allen Göttern weiß die Schlüssel ja
Zum Hause, wo sein Wetterstrahl verschlossen ruht.
790
Doch dessen braucht's nicht; folge du nur meinem Rath,
Und frevlen Mundes böse Saat, aus welcher nur
Unheil emporkeimt, streue nicht auf dieses Land.
Der schwarzen Woge bittern Zorn besänftige,
Du, die bei mir in hohen Ehren thronen soll!
795
Einst, wenn du dieses weiten Landes Erstlinge
Als Opfer um der Kinder, um der Ehen Glück
Empfängst auf immer, lobst du mich für diesen Rath.
Weh! Daß mich solches traf!
Daß ich Urgewalt, beschimpft, allverhaßt,
800
Unter die Erde muß!
Von Zorn wallt die Brust, von Grimm ohne Maß.
Ach, ach! Weh, weh!
Ha, welch wilder Schmerz mir die Seele durchbohrt!
Vernimm, Mutter Nacht,
Den Groll! Göttertrug, unüberwindlich, hat
805
Das uralte Recht um Nichts uns geraubt.
Den Zorn vergeb' ich dir; die ältre bist du ja,
Wiewohl du darum keineswegs die klügre bist.
Auch mir verlieh Kronion nicht unweisen Sinn.
Ihr aber werdet, ziehet ihr in fremdes Land,
810
Nach diesem Land euch sehnen, das verkünd' ich euch.
Denn stets an Ehren reicher wird die Folgezeit
Für meine Bürger werden; wenn du deinen Sik
Einnahmst, Erechtheus' Hause nah, wohl wirst du dann
Von Männern hochgefeiert und von Frauen sein,
815
Wie du von andern Menschen nie gefeiert wirst.
Drum wirf in meine Gauen nicht den blutigen
Weystein des Haders, der das Jünglingsherz bethört,
Aufregt zu trunkner Raserei die Nüchternen.
Entflamme nicht, wie grimmer Hähne Sinn, zur Wuth
820
Der Bürger Herzen, daß der Schlachtengott sie nicht
Im eignen Stammland unter sich zum Kampf empört.
Auswärts entbrenne, nicht am eignen Herd, der Krieg,
Wo Lust nach Heldenruhme groß sich offenbart;
Nach Hahnenkämpfen auf dem Hof verlang' ich nicht.
825
So schöne Gaben winken euch aus meiner Hand,
Wohlthuend, Wohlthat nehmend, wohl geschmückt mit Ruhm,
Antheil zu haben an dem gottgeliebten Land.
Weh! Daß mich solches traf!
Daß ich Urgewalt, beschimpft, allverhaßt,
830
Unter die Erde muß!
Von Zorn wallt die Brust, von Grimm ohne Maß.
Ach, ach! Weh, weh!
Ha, welch wilder Schmerz mir die Seele durchbohrt!
Vernimm, Mutter Nacht,
Den Groll! Göttertrug, unüberwindlich, hat
835
Das uralte Recht um Nichts uns geraubt.
Nicht müde werd' ich, rathe dir zum Heile nur;
Nie sollst du sagen, du, die greise Göttin, seist
Von mir, der jüngern, und dem Volke meiner Stadt
Ungastlich schmachvoll weggejagt aus diesem Land.
840
Nein, wenn dir Peitho's hehre Macht als heilig gilt
In meines Mundes Schmeichelton und Zauberlaut,
So bleibst du hier im Lande: doch, verschmähst du dies,
Dann wär' es Unrecht, wolltest du auf diese Stadt
Groll oder Unmuth wälzen und ihr Leides thun.
845
Dir steht ja frei, dich reichen Grundbesiyes hier
Zu freu'n, nach Würden hochverehrt in alle Zeit.
English (Smyth; revised Bannon and Nagy, CHS) (OCR draft) Experimental (CHS Primary Sources revision of Herbert Weir Smyth’s translation by Cynthia Bannon and Gregory Nagy, with transliterated Greek terms tagged and aligned to the Smyth edition.)

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Commentary

Commentary on Aeschylus: Eumenides (Aeschylus. Eumenides. Sidgwick, Arthur, editor. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1887.)

883. πολισσούχοι , see note on 1. 775.

887. σὺ δ᾽ οὖν μένοις ἄν , dramatic [if I persuade you], 'well then, abide.' [The dé in apodosis is originally Epic usage, common in the Poets: so Ag. 1061 εἰ δὲ μὴ δέχει λόγον, σὺ δ᾽ ἀντὶ φωνῆς, κ.τ.λ.]

890. γαμόρῳ: . Doric form for γεώμορος.

Critical apparatus to Eumenides (OCR draft) (Latin and Greek critical apparatus to Gottfried Hermann's 1852 edition of Eumenides.) focus

mvp-comment-664-1 καμοῦμαι:

καλοῦμαι
Ven. Flor. Farn.

mvp-comment-665-1 πολισσούχων:

πολισσοῦχον
error Ald. Inde
πολισσούχος
Turn.

mvp-comment-666-1 NA: Ita haec construenda sunt,

εἰ πειθοῦς γλώσσης ἐμῆς ἁγνὸν σέβας ἐστί σοι μείλιγμα καὶ θελκτήριον
.

mvp-comment-667-1 μένοις:

μένεις
, supra adscripto
οις
, G.

mvp-comment-668-1 θέλεις:

θέλεις
Aug. G. Ven. Flor. Ald. Rob. Τurn.
θέλης
, supra adscripto
ει
, Μ.
θέλς
Farn.

mvp-comment-669-1 οὐτἂν:

οὐτὴν
Wellauerus. Libri
οὔτ᾽ ἄν
.

mvp-comment-670-1 ἐπιρρέποις:

ἐπιρρέποις
Μ. Aug. Rob. Turn.
ἐπιρρέπεις
G. Ald.
ἐπιρρέπειν
Ven. Flor. Farn.
πόλοι
Rob.

mvp-comment-671-1 κότον τιν᾽:

κότον τε ἢ
G. Ald. sed in G.
τε
ex
τo
factum est.
κότον πότ'
inde fecit Turn. Ceteri recte
κότον τίν'
vel
κότον τιν'
.

mvp-comment-672-1 τῆσδε γαμόρῳ:

τῆσδε γαμόρῳ
recte Dobraeus.
τῇδέ γ'
(vel
τῆδε γ'
)
ἀμοίρου
M. Par. Aug. G. Ven. Flor.
τῇδε δ᾽ ἀμοίρου
Rob.
τῇδε γ' ἀμοίρῳ
Farn.
τῇδέ γ' εὐμοίρου
Turn.

Commentary on the Eumenides (OCR draft) (Brief English notes on Aeschylus' Eumenides by F. A. Paley, 1885.) focus

mvp-comment-265-1 ἁγνόν] Perhaps ἁγνῆς, ‘if you have any respect for holy Persuasion, or for the eloquence of the Virgin- Goddess.

mvp-comment-266-1 τίνα κ.τ.λ.] There is a pause for deliberation. The nature of the new abode, its privileges, and the guaranty for their endurance, are points of inquiry before the final acceptance.

Selected scholia accompanying Blass's Eumenides (OCR draft) (The mixed Greek, Latin, and German scholia register printed with Friedrich Blass's 1907 edition, aligned to O. L. Smith's later recensional editions.) focus

mvp-comment-314-1 τὸ ἑξῆς, πρὸς νεωτέρας ἐμοῦ καὶ πολισσούχων βροτῶν θεὸς παλαιὰ ἄτιμος ἔρρειν.

mvp-comment-315-1 εἰ πείθηι τῶι μειλίγματι τῆς ἐμῆς γλώσσης, παράμεινον καὶ τῶν καταλεχθέντων ἀγαθῶν μεταλάμβανε· εἰ δὲ μὴ πείθηι, ἴσθι μὴ βλάψουσα πόλιν.

Wecklein’s commentary on Eumenides (1888; German; OCR draft) (Explanatory commentary, pp. 251–322; HW42J8 and HXJHA8 OCR collated, with missing comparison pages 294–295 explicitly marked. Unresolved OCR and provisional reference mappings are explicitly marked.) focus

mvp-comment-428-1 Wecklein 1888, p. 306

mvp-comment-428-2 Kommos, Aussöhnung der gekränkten und tief ergrimmten Erinyen durch die begütigenden Worte der Athena. Der Chor singt zwei Strophen, die er als Antistrophen wiederholt. Jeder Strophe und Antistrophe folgen 13 Verse der Athena, wornach die Partie mit 12 Versen Stichomythie und 12 Versen einer ῥῆσις der Athena abgeschlossen wird. Vgl. zu Ag. 1435 .

mvp-comment-467-1 Wecklein 1888, p. 312

mvp-comment-467-2 λέγουσα ταγαθά d. i. begütigend.

mvp-comment-468-1 Wecklein 1888, p. 312

mvp-comment-468-2 πρὸς νεωτέρας ἐμοῦ καὶ πολισσούχων βροτῶν (s. v. a. ἀστῶν) bei ἔρρειν, weil dieses passive Bedeutung hat. Vgl. auch zu οἰχνεῖν ἀτίετον 841 f. ἀπόξενος πέδου wie Ag. 1281 , Cho. 1040 , aber dort ,,aus diesem Lande verbannt in die Fremde", hier ,,von diesem Lande ungastlich weggewiesen."

mvp-comment-469-1 Wecklein 1888, p. 312

mvp-comment-469-2 Vgl. frg. 134 D. σέβας δὲ μηρῶν ἁγνὸν οὐκ ἐπῃδέσω, Soph. Oed. T. 830 ὦ θεῶν ἁγνὸν σέβας, Phil. 1289

ἁγνὸν Ζηνὸς ὑψίστου σέβας
, Eur. Kykl. 580
τὸ πᾶν τε δαιμόνων ἁγνὸν σέβας
. Nach diesem V. ist, wie Butler bemerkt hat, eine Lücke; zur Zahl 13 fehlen zwei Verse. Der Gedanke ist:,,so dürfte meiner Zunge erweichende Besänftigung hinreichend sein dich zu überreden."

mvp-comment-470-1 Wecklein 1888, p. 312

mvp-comment-470-2 σὺ δ᾽ οὖν μένοις ἄν: diese Worte führen nur zu dem neuen Gedanken über; es könnte auch heifsen: μάλιστα μὲν οὖν μένοις ἄν· εἰ δὲ μὴ κτἑ. Den Imperativ wie er 226 σὺ δ᾽ οὖν δίωκε, Eur Herc. 726 σὺ δ᾽ οὖν ἔθ᾽· ἔρχῃ δ᾽ οἱ χρεών, Rhes. 868 σὺ δ᾽ οὖν νόμιζε ταῦτ᾽, ἐπείπερ σοι δοκεῖ steht, vertritt hier der Potentialis.

mvp-comment-470-3 1

mvp-comment-471-1 Wecklein 1888, p. 312

mvp-comment-471-2 ἐπιρρέποις: zu Ag. 261 . Während πόλει zu ἐπιρρέποις gehört, steht croata in engerer Verbindung mit μῆνιν .. βλάβην.

mvp-comment-471-3 2

mvp-comment-472-1 Wecklein 1888, p. 312

mvp-comment-472-2 δικαίως d. i. vollberechtigte Besitzerin zu sein. - Für τιμωμένῃ hat es vielleicht ursprünglich - παμένῃ (d. i. κεκτημένῃ τὴν χθόνα) geheifsen.

Commentary (Arthur Sidgwick, 1887) (OCR draft) (Arthur Sidgwick's commentary on the Eumenides, aligned to the canonical Greek text.) focus

πολισσούχοι , see note on l. 775

.

mvp-sidgwick-408-1-1 The soothing and spell of my tongue is in apposition to the Majesty of Persuasion, Πειθοῦς σέβας. The whole sentence is in the imaginative grandiloquent style, and simply means if I can persuade you.

σὺ δ᾽ οὖν μένοις ἄν , dramatic [if I persuade you], well then, abide. [The dé in apodosis is originally Epic usage, common in the Poets: so Ag. 1061

εἰ δὲ μὴ δέχει λόγον, σὺ δ᾽ ἀντὶ φωνῆς, κ.τ.λ.
]

γαμόρῳ: . Doric form for γεώμορος.