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Title: Ὦ τύμβος, ὦ νυμφεῖον, ὦ κατασκαφὴς οἴκησις αἰείφρουρος, οἷ πορεύομαι πρὸς τοὺς ἐμαυτῆς, ὧν ἀριθμὸν ἐν νεκροῖς πλεῖστον δέδεκται Φερσέφασσ' ὀλωλότων. → Tomb, bridal chamber, eternal prison in the caverned rock, whither I go to find mine own, those many who have perished, and whom Persephone hath received among the dead. | Tomb, bridal-chamber, deep-dug eternal prison where I go to find my own, whom in the greatest numbers destruction has seized and Persephone has welcomed among the dead.
Post by: spiros on 30 Dec, 2018, 10:49:46

Ὦ τύμβος, ὦ νυμφεῖον, ὦ κατασκαφὴς οἴκησις αἰείφρουρος, οἷ πορεύομαι πρὸς τοὺς ἐμαυτῆς, ὧν ἀριθμὸν ἐν νεκροῖς πλεῖστον δέδεκται Φερσέφασσ’ ὀλωλότων. → Tomb, bridal chamber, eternal prison in the caverned rock, whither I go to find mine own, those many who have perished, and whom Persephone hath received among the dead. | Tomb, bridal-chamber, deep-dug eternal prison where I go to find my own, whom in the greatest numbers destruction has seized and Persephone has welcomed among the dead.
Sophocles, Antigone, line 891 (http://www.perseus.tufts.edu/hopper/text?doc=Perseus%3Atext%3A1999.01.0185%3Acard%3D883)

ΑΝ. Ὦ τύμβος, ὦ νυμφεῖον, ὦ κατασκαφὴς οἴκησις αἰείφρουρος, οἷ πορεύομαι πρὸς τοὺς ἐμαυτῆς, ὧν ἀριθμὸν ἐν νεκροῖς πλεῖστον δέδεκται Φερσέφασσ’ ὀλωλότων· ὧν λοισθία ’γὼ καὶ κάκιστα δὴ μακρῷ κάτειμι, πρίν μοι μοῖραν ἐξήκειν βίου. Ἐλθοῦσα μέντοι κάρτ’ ἐν ἐλπίσιν τρέφω φίλη μὲν ἥξειν πατρί, προσφιλὴς δὲ σοί, μῆτερ, φίλη δὲ σοί, κασίγνητον κάρα· ἐπεὶ θανόντας αὐτόχειρ ὑμᾶς ἐγὼ ἔλουσα κἀκόσμησα κἀπιτυμβίους χοὰς ἔδωκα· νῦν δέ, Πολύνεικες, τὸ σὸν δέμας περιστέλλουσα τοιάδ’ ἄρνυμαι. Καίτοι σ’ ἐγὼ ’τίμησα τοῖς φρονοῦσιν εὖ. Οὐ γάρ ποτ’ οὔτ’ ἂν εἰ τέκνων μήτηρ ἔφυν, οὔτ’ εἰ πόσις μοι κατθανὼν ἐτήκετο, βίᾳ πολιτῶν τόνδ’ ἂν ᾐρόμην πόνον. Τίνος νόμου δὴ ταῦτα πρὸς χάριν λέγω; πόσις μὲν ἄν μοι κατθανόντος ἄλλος ἦν, καὶ παῖς ἀπ’ ἄλλου φωτός, εἰ τοῦδ’ ἤμπλακον· μητρὸς δ’ ἐν Ἅιδου καὶ πατρὸς κεκευθότοιν οὐκ ἔστ’ ἀδελφὸς ὅστις ἂν βλάστοι ποτέ. Τοιῷδε μέντοι σ’ ἐκπροτιμήσασ’ ἐγὼ νόμῳ, Κρέοντι ταῦτ’ ἔδοξ’ ἁμαρτάνειν καὶ δεινὰ τολμᾶν, ὦ κασίγνητον κάρα. Καὶ νῦν ἄγει με διὰ χερῶν οὕτω λαβὼν ἄλεκτρον, ἀνυμέναιον, οὔτε του γάμου μέρος λαχοῦσαν οὔτε παιδείου τροφῆς, ἀλλ’ ὧδ’ ἔρημος πρὸς φίλων ἡ δύσμορος ζῶσ’ εἰς θανόντων ἔρχομαι κατασκαφάς· ποίαν παρεξελθοῦσα δαιμόνων δίκην; Τί χρή με τὴν δύστηνον ἐς θεοὺς ἔτι βλέπειν; τίν’ αὐδᾶν ξυμμάχων; ἐπεί γε δὴ τὴν δυσσέβειαν εὐσεβοῦσ’ ἐκτησάμην. Ἀλλ’ εἰ μὲν οὖν τάδ’ ἐστὶν ἐν θεοῖς καλά, παθόντες ἂν ξυγγνοῖμεν ἡμαρτηκότες· εἰ δ’ οἵδ’ ἁμαρτάνουσι, μὴ πλείω κακὰ πάθοιεν ἢ καὶ δρῶσιν ἐκδίκως ἐμέ.

Tomb, bridal-chamber, deep-dug eternal prison where I go to find my own, whom in the greatest numbers destruction has seized and Persephone has welcomed among the dead! Last of them all and in by far the most shameful circumstances, I will descend, even before the fated term of my life is spent. But I cherish strong hopes that I will arrive welcome to my father, and pleasant to you, Mother, and welcome, dear brother, to you. For, when each of you died, with my own hands I washed and dressed you and poured drink-offerings at your graves. But now, Polyneices, it is for tending your corpse that I win such reward as this. And yet I honored you rightly, as the wise understand. Never, if I had been a mother of children, or if a husband had been rotting after death, would I have taken that burden upon myself in violation of the citizens' will. For the sake of what law, you ask, do I say that? A husband lost, another might have been found, and if bereft of a child, there could be a second  from some other man. But when father and mother are hidden in Hades, no brother could ever bloom for me again. Such was the law whereby I held you first in honor, but for that Creon judged me guilty of wrongdoing and of dreadful outrage, dear brother! And now he leads me thus in his hands' strong grasp, when I have enjoyed no marriage bed or bridal song and have not received any portion of marriage or the nurture of children. But deserted by friends, in misery I go living to the hollow graves of the dead. What law of the gods have I transgressed? Why should I look to the gods anymore? What ally should I call out to, when by my reverence I have earned a name for irreverence? Well, then, if these events please the gods, once I have suffered my doom I will come to know my guilt. But if the guilt lies with my judges, I could wish for them no greater evils than they inflict unjustly on me.

ANTIGONE: Tomb, bridal chamber, eternal prison in the caverned rock, whither I go to find mine own, those many who have perished, and whom Persephone hath received among the dead! Last of all shall I pass thither, and far most miserably of all, before the term of my life is spent. But I cherish good hope that my coming will be welcome to my father, and pleasant to thee, my mother, and welcome, brother, to thee; for, when you died, with mine own hands I washed and dressed you, and poured drink-offerings at your graves; and now, Polyneices, 'tis for tending thy corpse that I win such recompense as this. And yet I honoured thee, as the wise will deem, rightly. Never had I been a mother of children, or if a husband had been mouldering in death, would I have taken this task upon me in the city's despite. What law, ye ask, is my warrant for that word? The husband lost, another might have been found, and child from another, to replace the first-born; but, father and mother hidden with Hades, no brother's life could ever bloom for me again. Such was the law whereby I held thee first in honour; but Creon deemed me guilty of error therein, and of outrage, ah brother mine! And now he leads me thus, a captive in his hands; no bridal bed, no bridal song hath been mine, no joy of marriage, no portion in the nurture of children; but thus, forlorn of friends, unhappy one, I go living to the vaults of death. And what law of Heaven have I transgressed? Why, hapless one, should I look to the gods any more--what ally should I invoke--when by piety I have earned the name of impious? Nay, then, if these things are pleasing to the gods, when I have suffered my doom, I shall come to know my sin; but if the sin is with my judges, I could wish them no fuller measure of evil than they, on their part, mete wrongfully to me.
Antigone: Monologue (http://www.monologuearchive.com/s/sophocles_005.html)

ΑΝ. Ὦ τύμβος, ὦ νυμφεῖον, ὦ κατασκαφὴς οἴκησις αἰείφρουρος, οἷ πορεύομαι πρὸς τοὺς ἐμαυτῆς, ὧν ἀριθμὸν ἐν νεκροῖς πλεῖστον δέδεκται Φερσέφασσ’ ὀλωλότων· (895) ὧν λοισθία ’γὼ καὶ κάκιστα δὴ μακρῷ κάτειμι, πρίν μοι μοῖραν ἐξήκειν βίου. Ἐλθοῦσα μέντοι κάρτ’ ἐν ἐλπίσιν τρέφω φίλη μὲν ἥξειν πατρί, προσφιλὴς δὲ σοί, μῆτερ, φίλη δὲ σοί, κασίγνητον κάρα· (900) ἐπεὶ θανόντας αὐτόχειρ ὑμᾶς ἐγὼ ἔλουσα κἀκόσμησα κἀπιτυμβίους χοὰς ἔδωκα· νῦν δέ, Πολύνεικες, τὸ σὸν δέμας περιστέλλουσα τοιάδ’ ἄρνυμαι. Καίτοι σ’ ἐγὼ ’τίμησα τοῖς φρονοῦσιν εὖ. (905) Οὐ γάρ ποτ’ οὔτ’ ἂν εἰ τέκνων μήτηρ ἔφυν, οὔτ’ εἰ πόσις μοι κατθανὼν ἐτήκετο, βίᾳ πολιτῶν τόνδ’ ἂν ᾐρόμην πόνον. Τίνος νόμου δὴ ταῦτα πρὸς χάριν λέγω; πόσις μὲν ἄν μοι κατθανόντος ἄλλος ἦν, (910) καὶ παῖς ἀπ’ ἄλλου φωτός, εἰ τοῦδ’ ἤμπλακον· μητρὸς δ’ ἐν Ἅιδου καὶ πατρὸς κεκευθότοιν οὐκ ἔστ’ ἀδελφὸς ὅστις ἂν βλάστοι ποτέ. Τοιῷδε μέντοι σ’ ἐκπροτιμήσασ’ ἐγὼ νόμῳ, Κρέοντι ταῦτ’ ἔδοξ’ ἁμαρτάνειν (915) καὶ δεινὰ τολμᾶν, ὦ κασίγνητον κάρα. Καὶ νῦν ἄγει με διὰ χερῶν οὕτω λαβὼν ἄλεκτρον, ἀνυμέναιον, οὔτε του γάμου μέρος λαχοῦσαν οὔτε παιδείου τροφῆς, ἀλλ’ ὧδ’ ἔρημος πρὸς φίλων ἡ δύσμορος (920) ζῶσ’ εἰς θανόντων ἔρχομαι κατασκαφάς· ποίαν παρεξελθοῦσα δαιμόνων δίκην; Τί χρή με τὴν δύστηνον ἐς θεοὺς ἔτι βλέπειν; τίν’ αὐδᾶν ξυμμάχων; ἐπεί γε δὴ τὴν δυσσέβειαν εὐσεβοῦσ’ ἐκτησάμην. (925) Ἀλλ’ εἰ μὲν οὖν τάδ’ ἐστὶν ἐν θεοῖς καλά, παθόντες ἂν ξυγγνοῖμεν ἡμαρτηκότες· εἰ δ’ οἵδ’ ἁμαρτάνουσι, μὴ πλείω κακὰ πάθοιεν ἢ καὶ δρῶσιν ἐκδίκως ἐμέ.

ΑΝΤΙΓΟΝΗ Ω τάφε μου, ω νυφιάτικό μου, ω αιώνια, βαθιά στη γη σκαμμένη κατοικιά μου, για σένα τώρα ξεκινώ να πάω προς τους δικούς μου, που ένα τόσο πλήθος έχει δεχτή απ' αυτούς η Περσεφόνη· στερνή τους τώρα εγώ και πολύ πιο άθλια πριν να 'ρθη ακόμα η ώρα μου πηγαίνω· μα όταν θα φτάσω βέβαιη θρέφω ελπίδα να με δεχτή ο πατέρας μου με αγάπη, με αγάπη και συ, μάννα μου, με αγάπη, και συ, αδερφέ μου πολυλατρεμένε· γιατί νεκρούς μ' αυτά μου εγώ τα χέρια σας έλουσα, σας στόλισα και μ' όλα τα νεκρικά σάς τίμησα τα δώρα· και τώρα, για να θάψω, Πολυνείκη, το δικό σου κορμί, τέτοια παθαίνω· κι όμως δίκαια σε τίμησα, όπως κρίνουν όσοι έχουν γνώση, γιατί εγώ ποτέ μου μήτε παιδιών αν ήμουνα μητέρα, μητ' αν νεκρός ο άντρας μου εσεπόνταν, δε θα 'παιρνα πάνω μου τέτοιο αγώνα ενάντια στην απόφαση της χώρας. Και χάρη σε ποιο νόμο αυτό που λέω; Ο άντρας αν μου πεθάνη, θα μπορούσα κι άλλον να πάρω, και παιδί να κάμω απ' άλλον άντρα, αν θα 'χανα το πρώτο· μα μια που μόχουν μάννα και πατέρας στον Άδη κατεβή, δεν είναι τρόπος ποτέ να γεννηθή αδερφός για μένα· κι ενώ μ' αυτό το νόμο πάνω απ' όλους σ' έβαλα εγώ, μυριάκριβε αδερφέ μου, έγκλημα ο Κρέοντας έκρινε και τόλμη ανήκουστη την πράξη αυτή, και τώρα με παίρνει έτσι απ' τα χέρια και με σέρνει πριν τις χαρές του υμέναιου να γνωρίσω, πρι δω άντρα πλάι μου, πριν παιδιά αναστήσω, μα έτσι παρατημένη από τους φίλους, ζωντανή κατεβαίνω η μαυρομοίρα στων πεθαμένων τα λημέρια, ενώ ποιο νόμο των θεών έχω πατήση; και γιατί πρέπει πια η δυστυχισμένη να ελπίζω στους θεούς; ποιο σύμμαχό μου να κράξω, όταν με την ευσέβειά μου της ασεβείας την καταδίκη βρήκα; μ' αν περνούν στους θεούς αυτά για δίκια, πεθαίνοντας θα ομολογούσα τότε πως ένοχη πεθαίνω, αν όμως οι άλλοι έχουν την αμαρτία, ειθ' ας μην πάθουν πιο πολλ' απ' όσα έτσι άδικα μου κάνουν.

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