Sir Richard C. Jebb Commentary on Sophocles: Electra 1398

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

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Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (Lewis Campbell, 1879)) — 1422 focus
καὶ ΗΛ. καὶ μὴν πάρεισιν οἵδε· φοινία δὲ χεὶρ
στάζει θυηλῆς θυηλῆς Ἄρεος, οὐδ᾽ ἔχω λέγειν.
τίς οἶδεν ὑμῶν ποῦ ποθ᾽ οἱ Φωκῆς φωκεις φωκῆς ξένοι,
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οὕς φασ᾽ Ὀρέστην ἡμὶν ἡμιν ἡμὶν ἀγγεῖλαι βίον
λελοιπόθ᾽ ἱππικοῖσιν ἐν ναυαγίοις ;
σέ τοι, σὲ κρίνω, ναὶ καὶ σέ, τὴν ἐν τῷ πάρος
χρόνῳ θρασεῖαν· ὡς μάλιστά σοι μέλειν
οἶμαι, μάλιστα δ᾽ ἂν κατειδυῖαν φράσαι.
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ὦ Ζεῦ, δέδορκα φάσμ᾽ ἄνευ φθόνου φόνου φθόνου μὲν οὐ
πεπτωκός· εἰ δ᾽ ἔπεστι εἰ δ᾽ ἐστι εἰ δ᾽ ἔπεστι(ν) εἰ δ᾽ ἔστιν εἰ δ᾽ ἔπεστι δέ τις ἐστὶ Νέμεσις, οὐ λέγω.
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χαλᾶτε πᾶν κάλυμμ᾽ ἀπ᾿ ὀφθαλμῶν, ὅπως
χωροῖς ἂν εἴσω σὺν τάχει· λόγων γὰρ οὐ
νῦν ἐστιν ἁγών ἀγὼν, ἀλλὰ σῆς ψυχῆς πέρι.
ὦ σπέρμ᾽ Ἀτρέως, ὡς πολλὰ παθὸν
δι' ἐλευθερίας μόλις ἐξῆλθες
τῇ νῦν ὁρμῇ τελεωθέν.
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Greek (F. Storr, 1912) (OCR draft) Experimental (Greek (F. Storr, 1912)) — 1442-1510 focus
Translations (5)
English (Lewis Campbell, 1906) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Lewis Campbell, 1906)) — 1422 focus
His red hand dripping as he moves
With drops of sacrifice the War-god loves.
My ’wildered heart is dumb.
Which of you know where are the Phocian men
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Who brought the news I hear, Orestes’ life
Hath suffered shipwreck in a chariot-race?
You, you I question, you in former time
So fearless! You methinks most feelingly
Can tell us, for it touches you most near.
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Zeus! Divine envy surely hath laid low
The form I here behold. But if the truth
Provoke Heaven’s wrath, be it unexpressed.—Unveil!
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Off with all hindrance, that mine eye may see,
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And I may mourn my kinsman as I should.
Go in and tarry not. No contest this
Of verbal question, but of life or death.
O seed of Atreus! how triumphantly
Through grief and hardness thou hast freedom found,
With full achievement in this onset crowned!
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German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review) (OCR draft) Experimental (German (J. J. C. Donner, 1875; OCR review)) — 1422 focus
Da sind sie wieder: roth vom Blute triest die Hand,
Von Ares' Opfer; aber tadeln kann ich's nicht. 1
Wer unter euch weiß, wo die Phokergäste sind,
Die, heißt es, uns verkünden, daß Orestes jüngst
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Im Wagenkampfe scheitert' und das Leben ließ?
(zu Elektra)
Dich, dich, ja dich befrag' ich, die du früher stets
So trozig warest: dich am ersten kümmert's wohl;
So, denk' ich, weißt du's auch am ersten kundzuthun.
Zeus! Ein Opfer, hingestreckt durch Götterzorn,
Erblick' ich! Doch ich schweige, wenn ich Sünde sprach.
Löst ganz die Hülle meinem Blick, daß auch von mir
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Dem Anverwandten sei gebracht der Thränen Zoll!
Auf, geh' hinein und säume nicht! Denn traun, es gilt
Jezt keinen Kampf um Worte, nein, dein Leben gilt's.
Atreus' Stamm, wie drangst du so schwer
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Durch zahllos Leid zu der Freiheit durch,
Die nun dies Werk dir errungen!
(Alle ab in's Haus.)
English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Thomas Francklin, 1758–1759)) — 1422 focus
Groaned with thee now !
In copious streams.
Within.
But by thy will ; and whether Nemesis
Shall still o'ertake me for my crime, I know not.
Take otF the veil, that I may view him well ;
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He was by blood allied, and therefore claims
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Our decent sorrows.
Get thee in !
This is no time for talk — thy life, thy life !
Son of AcJiilles.
Companion of Hercules.
A Spy.
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English (Robert Potter, 1788) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Robert Potter, 1788)) — 1422 focus
The dead, from those who shed their blood, exact.
What here th' occasion calls for, be my care.
This man then It were well to sooth his ear
With a few gentle words, that he may rush
Without a thought on their avenging swords.
And bear my curb; nor, hardening in his pride,
Draw on his head the terrors of my wrath.
I know my duty: for by time my mind
Is taught obedience to the sovereign pow'rs.
O Jove this is a sight, which hath not fall'n
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But to my wish. If Vengeance waits my joy,
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I know not. From the corse remove the veil,
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That he my lamentations may receive,
For nearly to my blood he was allied.
Enter the gates this instant; for not words
Must now decide the contest, but thy life.
O race of Atreus, scarce hast thou arrived!!
Through many sufferings at thy ancient state
Of liberty, by this bold deed achieved!
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English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904) (OCR draft) Experimental (English (Sir Richard Jebb, 1904)) — 1442-1510 focus