Sir Richard C. Jebb Commentary on Sophocles: Electra 1384

Commentary on Sophocles: Electra. Sir Richard C. Jebb. Cambridge. 1907.

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Editions (2)
Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 1384 focus
ἴδεθ᾽ ὅπου προνέμεται
τὸ δυσέριστον αἷμα φυσῶν Ἄρης.
1385
βεβᾶσιν ἄρτι δωμάτων ὑπόστεγοι
παράγεται γὰρ ἐνέρων
δολιόπους ἀρωγὸς εἴσω στέγας,
ἀρχαιόπλουτα πατρὸς εἰς ἑδώλια,
νεακόνητον αἷμα χειροῖν ε χεροῖν ἔχων·
ὁ Μαίας δὲ παῖς
1395
Ἑρμῆς σφ᾽ ἄγει ἐξάγει ἐπάγει σφ᾽ ἄγει σφ᾽ ἐπάγει δόλον σκότῳ
κρύψας πρὸς αὐτὸ τέρμα, κοὐκέτ᾽ ἀμμένει.
ὦ φίλταται γυναῖκες, ἄνδρες ἄνδρες αὐτίκα
Greek (F. Storr, 1912) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. Storr, 1912)) — 1384-1441 focus
Translations (5)
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 1397 focus
Even to the fatal end in clouds of night.
His time of weary waiting all is o’er.
What is the present scene?
She decks the vase
For burial, and they both are standing by.
German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 1384 focus
Seht ihn, seht Ares, wie
(allein.) Strophe. (sie folgt ihnen.)
Denu der Bluträcher trat
Im Haus eben ein mit trugvollem Schritt,
1360
Zu seines Vaters altem goldnem Herrschersiz,
Und in den Händen trägt er Mord, blutigroth.
Es führt Hermes ihu,
Der Maja Sohn, zum Ziel hinan,
Den Trug in Nacht einhüllend, säumt nicht länger mehr.
1365
Elektra (eilig zurückkommend). Der Chor.
O liebe, theure Frauen, gleich vollenden nun
Das Werk die Männer: also harrt ihr schweigend noch!
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 1397 focus
He was ; and so, could Iphigenia speak,
1405
Thy breathless sister, she too would declare.
Know then, I grieve not ; shame or penitence
I feel not for the deed ; and if to thee
It seems so heinous, weigh each circumstance,
Remember what he did, and lay the blame
1415
On him who well deserved the fate he suffered.
Hear, then, Apollo, great Lycnean, hear
Who with unsparing hand her choicest gifts
Hath never failed to lay before thy altars !
Accept the little all which now remains
For me to give, accept my humblest prayers,
My vows, my adorations ; smile propitious
On all our counsels ! Oh ! assist us now,
And show mankind what punishment remains
For guilty mortals from ofiended Heaven. [Exeunt.
JJehokl, lie comes ! the slaugliter-beariiig god
Mars, ever thirsting for the murderer's blood ;
And see ! the dogs of war are close behind ;
Naught can escape their all-devouring rage.
This did my conscious heart long since pi'esage,
And the fair dream that struck my raptured mind.
Th' avenger steals along with silent feet,
And sharpened sword, to his paternal seat,
His injured father's wrongs to vindicate ;
Concealed from all by Maia's fraudful son,
Who safe conducts him till the deed be done,
Nor longer will delay the needful work of fate.
Plectra. O my dear friends I they are about it now.
The deed is doing. But be still.
What deed ?
How? where ?
She doth prepare the funeral banquet ;
But they are not far from her.
Then vengeance is complete.
The dead arise and shed their murderers' blood
English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 1384 focus
See this Mars against his foes
Breathing slaughter furious goes.
Faithful to the scent of blood
On him waits a ravening brood,
Dogs of hell, with eager chase
Train'd the murderer's steps to trace:
On they rush with horrid joy,
Keen, and certain to destroy.
1385
Did not this my soul presage?
1385
Slumbers now his vengeful rage?
1385
See him prompt to aid the dead,
1385
Range these courts with secret tread.
1385
O'er each room his eyes are roll'd,
1385
With his father's treasures stor'd.
Fierce he grasps his keen-edged sword.
Hermes, brooking no delay,
Leads him on the destin'd way;
And the great avenger shrouds,
Guileful in a veil of clouds.
My dearest friends, they now are in the act,
E'en now: in silence then await 'th' event..
English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 1384-1440 focus