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title: "Suppliant Women · Ἱκέτιδες"
author: "Euripides"
translator: "Edward P. Coleridge"
languages: [grc, en]
shelf: "Classical Greek"
url: https://scriptura.si/works/euripides-suppliants/
cite: "Euripides, tr. Edward P. Coleridge, Suppliant Women · Ἱκέτιδες. Scriptura (scriptura.si), https://scriptura.si/works/euripides-suppliants/"
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# Suppliant Women · Ἱκέτιδες

*Euripides, tr. Edward P. Coleridge*

The mothers of the Seven ask Athens to recover their sons’ bodies for burial.

> Greek: ed. Gilbert Murray, from the Perseus Digital Library (canonical-greekLit, tlg0006.tlg008, CC BY-SA 4.0).

> English: Edward P. Coleridge, from the Perseus Digital Library (tlg0006.tlg008.perseus-eng2). Notes are not included.

> Rows follow the references the two texts share (line numbers), cut where both reach the end of a sentence.

## Contents

1. [Lines 1–597](https://scriptura.si/works/euripides-suppliants/1.md)
2. [Lines 598–1234](https://scriptura.si/works/euripides-suppliants/2.md)

## 1. Lines 1–597

Source: https://scriptura.si/works/euripides-suppliants/1/ · cite a paragraph as https://scriptura.si/works/euripides-suppliants/1/#p-N

[¶0] Scene.—The Temple of Demeter at Eleusis.
Aethra:
O Demeter, guardian of this Eleusinian land, and ye servants of the goddess who attend her fane, grant happiness to me and my son Theseus, to the city of Athens and the country of Pittheus,
wherein my father reared me, Aethra, in a happy home, and gave me in marriage to Aegeus, Pandion’s son, according to the oracle of Loxias. This prayer I make, when I behold these aged dames, who, leaving their homes in Argos,
now throw themselves with suppliant branches at my knees in their awful trouble; for around the gates of Cadmus have they lost their seven noble sons, whom on a day Adrastus, king of Argos, led thither,
eager to secure for exiled Polynices, his son-in-law, a share in the heritage of Oedipus; so now their mothers would bury in the grave the dead, whom the spear hath slain, but the victors prevent them and will not allow them to take up the corpses, spurning Heaven’s laws.

> Greek: Αἴθρα:
Δήμητερ ἑστιοῦχʼ Ἐλευσῖνος χθονὸς
τῆσδʼ, οἵ τε ναοὺς ἔχετε πρόσπολοι θεᾶς,
εὐδαιμονεῖν με Θησέα τε παῖδʼ ἐμὸν
πόλιν τʼ Ἀθηνῶν τήν τε Πιτθέως χθόνα,
ἐν ᾗ με θρέψας ὀλβίοις ἐν δώμασιν
Αἴθραν πατὴρ δίδωσι τῷ Πανδίονος
Αἰγεῖ δάμαρτα, Λοξίου μαντεύμασιν.
ἐς τάσδε γὰρ βλέψασʼ ἐπηυξάμην τάδε
γραῦς, αἳ λιποῦσαι δώματʼ Ἀργείας χθονὸς
ἱκτῆρι θαλλῷ προσπίτνουσʼ ἐμὸν γόνυ,
πάθος παθοῦσαι δεινόν· ἀμφὶ γὰρ πύλας
Κάδμου θανόντων ἑπτὰ γενναίων τέκνων
ἄπαιδές εἰσιν, οὕς ποτʼ Ἀργείων ἄναξ
Ἄδραστος ἤγαγʼ, Οἰδίπου παγκληρίας
μέρος κατασχεῖν φυγάδι Πολυνείκει θέλων
γαμβρῷ. νεκροὺς δὲ τοὺς ὀλωλότας δορὶ
θάψαι θελουσῶν τῶνδε μητέρων χθονὶ
εἴργουσιν οἱ κρατοῦντες οὐδʼ ἀναίρεσιν
δοῦναι θέλουσι, νόμιμʼ ἀτίζοντες θεῶν.

[¶1] Here lies Adrastus on the ground with streaming eye, sharing with them the burden of their prayer to me, and bemoaning the havoc of the sword and the sorry fate of the warriors whom he led from their homes. And he doth urge me use entreaty, to persuade my son
to take up the dead and help to bury them, either by winning words or force of arms, laying on my son and on Athens this task alone. Now it chanced, that I had left my house and come to offer sacrifice on behalf of the earth’s crop
at this shrine, where first the fruitful corn showed its bristling shocks above the soil. And here at the holy altars of the twain goddesses, Demeter and her daughter, I wait, holding these sprays of foliage, a bond that bindeth not, in compassion for
these childless mothers, hoary with age, and from reverence for the sacred fillets. To call Theseus hither is my herald to the city gone, that he may rid the land of that which grieveth them, or loose these my suppliant bonds,
with pious observance of the gods’ will; for such as are discreet amongst women should in all cases invoke the aid of men.

> Greek: κοινὸν δὲ φόρτον ταῖσδʼ ἔχων χρείας ἐμῆς
Ἄδραστος ὄμμα δάκρυσιν τέγγων ὅδε
κεῖται, τό τʼ ἔγχος τήν τε δυστυχεστάτην
στένων στρατείαν ἣν ἔπεμψεν ἐκ δόμων·
ὅς μʼ ἐξοτρύνει παῖδʼ ἐμὸν πεῖσαι λιταῖς
νεκρῶν κομιστὴν ἢ λόγοισιν ἢ δορὸς
ῥώμῃ γενέσθαι καὶ τάφου μεταίτιον,
μόνον τόδʼ ἔργον προστιθεὶς ἐμῷ τέκνῳ
πόλει τʼ Ἀθηνῶν. τυγχάνω δʼ ὑπὲρ χθονὸς
ἀρότου προθύουσʼ, ἐκ δόμων ἐλθοῦσʼ ἐμῶν
πρὸς τόνδε σηκόν, ἔνθα πρῶτα φαίνεται
φρίξας ὑπὲρ γῆς τῆσδε κάρπιμος στάχυς.
δεσμὸν δʼ ἄδεσμον τόνδʼ ἔχουσα φυλλάδος
μένω πρὸς ἁγναῖς ἐσχάραις δυοῖν θεαῖν
Κόρης τε καὶ Δήμητρος, οἰκτίρουσα μὲν
πολιὰς ἄπαιδας τάσδε μητέρας τέκνων,
σέβουσα δʼ ἱερὰ στέμματʼ. οἴχεται δέ μοι
κῆρυξ πρὸς ἄστυ δεῦρο Θησέα καλῶν,
ὡς ἢ τὸ τούτων λυπρὸν ἐξέλῃ χθονός,
ἢ τάσδʼ ἀνάγκας ἱκεσίους λύσῃ, θεοὺς
ὅσιόν τι δράσας· πάντα γὰρ διʼ ἀρσένων
γυναιξὶ πράσσειν εἰκός, αἵτινες σοφαί.

[¶2] Chorus:
At thy knees I fall, aged dame, and my old lips beseech thee;

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἱκετεύω σε, γεραιά,
γεραιῶν ἐκ στομάτων, πρὸς
γόνυ πίπτουσα τὸ σόν·

[¶3] arise, rescue from the slain my children’s bodies, whose limbs, by death relaxed, are left a prey to savage mountain beasts,
Chorus:
beholding the bitter tears which spring to my eyes
and my old wrinkled skin torn by my hands; for what can I do else? who never laid out my children dead within my halls, nor now behold their tombs heaped up with earth.

> Greek: — ἄνομοι … — τέκνα λῦσαι. — φθιμένων
νεκύων οἳ καταλείπουσι μέλη
θανάτῳ λυσιμελεῖ θηρσὶν ὀρείοισι βοράν·
Χορός:
— ἐσιδοῦσʼ οἰκτρὰ μὲν ὄσσων
δάκρυʼ ἀμφὶ βλεφάροις, ῥυ-
σὰ δὲ σαρκῶν πολιᾶν
καταδρύμματα χειρῶν· τί γάρ; ἃ
φθιμένους παῖδας ἐμοὺς οὔτε δόμοις
προθέμαν οὔτε τάφων χώματα γαίας ἐσορῶ.

[¶4] Chorus:
Thou too, honoured lady, once a son didst bear,
crowning thy lord’s marriage with fond joy; then share, O share with me thy mother’s feelings, in such measure as my sad heart grieves for my own dead sons;

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἔτεκες καὶ σύ ποτʼ, ὦ πότνια, κοῦρον
φίλα ποιησαμένα λέ-
κτρα πόσει σῷ· μετά νυν
δὸς ἐμοὶ σᾶς διανοίας,
μετάδος δʼ, ὅσσον ἐπαλγῶ μελέα ⟨ʼγὼ⟩
φθιμένων οὓς ἔτεκον·

[¶5] and persuade thy son, whose aid we implore, to go unto the river Ismenus, there to place within my hapless arms the bodies of my children, slain in their prime and left without a tomb.

> Greek: παράπεισον δὲ σόν, ὤ, λισσόμεθʼ, ἐλθεῖν
τέκνον Ἰσμηνὸν ἐμάν τʼ ἐς χέρα θεῖναι
νεκύων θαλερᾷ σώματʼ ἀλαίνοντʼ ἄταφα.

[¶6] Chorus:
Though not as piety enjoins, yet from sheer necessity I have come to the fire-crowned altars of the gods, falling on my knees with instant supplication,
for my cause is just, and ’tis in thy power, blest as thou art in thy children, to remove from me my woe; so in my sore distress I do beseech thee of my misery place in my hands my son’s
dead body, that I may throw my arms about his hapless limbs.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ὁσίως οὔχ, ὑπʼ ἀνάγκας δὲ προπίπτου-
σα προσαιτοῦσʼ ἔμολον δε-
ξιπύρους θεῶν θυμέλας·
ἔχομεν δʼ ἔνδικα, καὶ σοί
τι πάρεστι σθένος ὥστʼ εὐτεκνίᾳ δυσ-
τυχίαν τὰν παρʼ ἐμοὶ
καθελεῖν· οἰκτρὰ δὲ πάσχουσʼ ἱκετεύω
σὸν ἐμοὶ παῖδα ταλαίνᾳ ʼν χερὶ θεῖναι
νέκυν, ἀμφιβαλεῖν λυγρὰ μέλη παιδὸς ἐμοῦ.

[¶7] Chorus:
Behold a rivalry in sorrow! woe takes up the tale of woe; hark! thy servants beat their breasts. Come ye who join the mourners’ wail, come, O sympathetic band, to join the dance,
which Hades honours; let the pearly nail be stained red, as it rends your cheeks, let your skin be streaked with gore; for honours rendered to the dead are a credit to the living.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἀγὼν ὅδʼ ἄλλος ἔρχεται γόων γόων
διάδοχος, ἀχοῦσι προσπόλων χέρες.
ἴτʼ ὦ ξυνῳδοὶ κτύποι,
ἴτʼ ὦ ξυναλγηδόνες,
χορὸν τὸν Ἅιδας σέβει,
διὰ παρῇδος ὄνυχα λευκὸν
αἱματοῦτε χρῶτά τε φόνιον·
τὰ γὰρ φθιτῶν
τοῖς ὁρῶσι κόσμος.

[¶8] Chorus:
Sorrow’s charm doth drive me wild, insatiate, painful,
endless, even as the trickling stream that gushes from some steep rock’s face; for ’tis woman’s way to fall a-weeping o’er
the cruel calamity of children dead. Ah me! would I could die and forget my anguish!

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἄπληστος ἅδε μʼ ἐξάγει χάρις γόων
πολύπονος, ὡς ἐξ ἀλιβάτου πέτρας
ὑγρὰ ῥέουσα σταγὼν
ἄπαυστος αἰεί· γόων,
τὸ γὰρ θανόντων τέκνων
ἐπιπονόν τι κατὰ γυναῖκας
ἐς γόους πέφυκε πάθος. ἒ ἔ.
θανοῦσα τῶνδʼ
ἀλγέων λαθοίμαν.

[¶9] Theseus:
What is this lamentation that I hear, this beating of the breast, these dirges for the dead, with cries that echo from this shrine? How fluttering fear disquiets me,
lest haply my mother have gotten some mischance, in quest of whom I come, for she hath been long absent from home. Ha! what now? A strange sight challenges my speech; I see my aged mother sitting at the altar and stranger dames are with her, who in various note
proclaim their woe; from aged eyes the piteous tear is starting to the ground, their hair is shorn, their robes are not the robes of joy.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τίνων γόων ἤκουσα καὶ στέρνων κτύπον
νεκρῶν τε θρήνους, τῶνδʼ ἀνακτόρων ἄπο
ἠχοῦς ἰούσης; ὡς φόβος μʼ ἀναπτεροῖ
μή μοί τι μήτηρ, ἣν μεταστείχω ποδί,
χρονίαν ἀποῦσαν ἐκ δόμων ἔχῃ νέον.
ἔα·
τί χρῆμα; καινὰς ἐσβολὰς ὁρῶ λόγων·
μητέρα γεραιὰν βωμίαν ἐφημένην
ξένους θʼ ὁμοῦ γυναῖκας, οὐχ ἕνα ῥυθμὸν
κακῶν ἐχούσας· ἔκ τε γὰρ γερασμίων
ὄσσων ἐλαύνουσʼ οἰκτρὸν ἐς γαῖαν δάκρυ,
κουραί τε καὶ πεπλώματʼ οὐ θεωρικά.

[¶10] What means it, mother?’Tis thine to make it plain to me, mine to listen; yea, for I expect some tidings strange.

> Greek: τί ταῦτα, μῆτερ; σὸν τὸ μηνύειν ἐμοί,
ἡμῶν δʼ ἀκούειν· προσδοκῶ τι γὰρ νέον.

[¶11] Aethra:
My son, these are the mothers of those chieftains seven, who fell around the gates of Cadmus’ town. With suppliant boughs they keep me prisoner, as thou seest, in their midst.

> Greek: Αἴθρα:
ὦ παῖ, γυναῖκες αἵδε μητέρες τέκνων
τῶν κατθανόντων ἀμφὶ Καδμείας πύλας
ἑπτὰ στρατηγῶν· ἱκεσίοις δὲ σὺν κλάδοις
φρουροῦσί μʼ, ὡς δέδορκας, ἐν κύκλῳ, τέκνον.

[¶12] Theseus:
And who is yonder man, that moaneth piteously in the gateway?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τίς δʼ ὁ στενάζων οἰκτρὸν ἐν πύλαις ὅδε;

[¶13] Aethra:
Adrastus, they inform me, king of Argos.

> Greek: Αἴθρα:
Ἄδραστος, ὡς λέγουσιν, Ἀργείων ἄναξ.

[¶14] Theseus:
Are those his children, those boys who stand round him?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
οἱ δʼ ἀμφὶ τόνδε παῖδες; ἦ τούτων τέκνα;

[¶15] Aethra:
Not his, but the sons of the fallen slain.

> Greek: Αἴθρα:
οὔκ, ἀλλὰ νεκρῶν τῶν ὀλωλότων κόροι.

[¶16] Theseus:
Why are they come to us, with suppliant hand outstretched?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τί γὰρ πρὸς ἡμᾶς ἦλθον ἱκεσίᾳ χερί;

[¶17] Aethra:
I know; but ’tis for them to tell their story, my son.

> Greek: Αἴθρα:
οἶδʼ· ἀλλὰ τῶνδε μῦθος οὑντεῦθεν, τέκνον.

[¶18] Theseus:
To thee, in thy mantle muffled, I address my inquiries; unveil thy head, let lamentation be, and speak; for naught can be achieved save through the utterance of thy tongue.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
σὲ τὸν κατήρη χλανιδίοις ἀνιστορῶ.
λέγʼ ἐκκαλύψας κρᾶτα καὶ πάρες γόον·
πέρας γὰρ οὐδὲν μὴ διὰ γλώσσης ἰόν.

[¶19] Adrastus: rising
Victorious prince of the Athenian realm, Theseus, to thee and to thy city I, a suppliant, come.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ὦ καλλίνικε γῆς Ἀθηναίων ἄναξ,
Θησεῦ, σὸς ἱκέτης καὶ πόλεως ἥκω σέθεν.

[¶20] Theseus:
What seekest thou? What need is thine?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τί χρῆμα θηρῶν καὶ τίνος χρείαν ἔχων;

[¶21] Adrastus:
Dost know how I did lead an expedition to its ruin?

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
οἶσθʼ ἣν στρατείαν ἐστράτευσʼ ὀλεθρίαν.

[¶22] Theseus:
Assuredly; thou didst not pass through Hellas, all in silence.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
οὐ γάρ τι σιγῇ διεπέρασας Ἑλλάδα.

[¶23] Adrastus:
There I lost the pick of Argos’ sons.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἐνταῦθʼ ἀπώλεσʼ ἄνδρας Ἀργείων ἄκρους.

[¶24] Theseus:
These are the results of that unhappy war.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τοιαῦθʼ ὁ τλήμων πόλεμος ἐξεργάζεται.

[¶25] Adrastus:
I went and craved their bodies from Thebes.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
τούτους θανόντας ἦλθον ἐξαιτῶν πόλιν.

[¶26] Theseus:
Didst thou rely on heralds, Hermes’ servants, in order to bury them?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
κήρυξιν Ἑρμοῦ πίσυνος, ὡς θάψῃς νεκρούς;

[¶27] Adrastus:
I did; and even then their slayers said me nay.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
κἄπειτά γʼ οἱ κτανόντες οὐκ ἐῶσί με.

[¶28] Theseus:
Why, what say they to thy just request?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τί γὰρ λέγουσιν, ὅσια χρῄζοντος σέθεν;

[¶29] Adrastus:
Say! Success makes them forget how to bear their fortune.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
τί δʼ; εὐτυχοῦντες οὐκ ἐπίστανται φέρειν.

[¶30] Theseus:
Art come to me then for counsel? or wherefore?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ξύμβουλον οὖν μʼ ἐπῆλθες; ἢ τίνος χάριν;

[¶31] Adrastus:
With the wish that thou, O Theseus, shouldst recover the sons of the Argives.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
κομίσαι σε, Θησεῦ, παῖδας Ἀργείων θέλων.

[¶32] Theseus:
Where is your Argos now? were its vauntings all in vain?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τὸ δʼ Ἄργος ἡμῖν ποῦ ʼστιν; ἢ κόμποι μάτην;

[¶33] Adrastus:
Defeat and ruin are our lot. To thee for aid we come.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
σφαλέντες οἰχόμεσθα. πρὸς σὲ δʼ ἥκομεν.

[¶34] Theseus:
this thy own private resolve, or the wish of all the city?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ἰδίᾳ δοκῆσάν σοι τόδʼ ἢ πάσῃ πόλει;

[¶35] Adrastus:
The sons of Danaus, one and all, implore thee to bury the dead.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
πάντες ⟨σʼ⟩ ἱκνοῦνται Δαναΐδαι θάψαι νεκρούς.

[¶36] Theseus:
Why didst lead thy seven armies against Thebes?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ἐκ τοῦ δʼ ἐλαύνεις ἑπτὰ πρὸς Θήβας λόχους;

[¶37] Adrastus:
To confer that favour on the husbands of my daughters twain.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
δισσοῖσι γαμβροῖς τήνδε πορσύνων χάριν.

[¶38] Theseus:
To which of the Argives didst thou give thy daughters in marriage?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τῷ δʼ ἐξέδωκας παῖδας Ἀργείων σέθεν;

[¶39] Adrastus:
I made no match for them with kinsmen of my family.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
οὐκ ἐγγενῆ συνῆψα κηδείαν δόμοις.

[¶40] Theseus:
What! didst give Argive maids to foreign lords?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ἀλλὰ ξένοις ἔδωκας Ἀργείας κόρας;

[¶41] Adrastus:
Yea, to Tydeus, and to Polynices, who was Theban-born.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
Τυδεῖ ⟨γε⟩ Πολυνείκει τε τῷ Θηβαιγενεῖ.

[¶42] Theseus:
What induced thee to select this alliance?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τίνʼ εἰς ἔρωτα τῆσδε κηδείας μολών;

[¶43] Adrastus:
Dark riddles of Phoebus stole away my judgment.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
Φοίβου μʼ ὑπῆλθε δυστόπαστʼ αἰνίγματα.

[¶44] Theseus:
What said Apollo to determine the maidens’ marriage?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τί δʼ εἶπʼ Ἀπόλλων παρθένοις κραίνων γάμον;

[¶45] Adrastus:
That I should give my daughters twain to a wild boar and a lion.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
κάπρῳ με δοῦναι καὶ λέοντι παῖδʼ ἐμώ.

[¶46] Theseus:
How dost thou explain the message of the god?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
σὺ δʼ ἐξελίσσεις πῶς θεοῦ θεσπίσματα;

[¶47] Adrastus:
One night came to my door two exiles.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἐλθόντε φυγάδε νυκτὸς εἰς ἐμὰς πύλας —

[¶48] Theseus:
The name of each declare; thou art speaking of both together.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τίς καὶ τίς; εἰπέ· δύο γὰρ ἐξαυδᾷς ἅμα.

[¶49] Adrastus:
They fought together, Tydeus with Polynices.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
Τυδεὺς μάχην ξυνῆψε Πολυνείκης θʼ ἅμα.

[¶50] Theseus:
Didst thou give thy daughters to them as to wild beasts?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ἦ τοῖσδʼ ἔδωκας θηρσὶν ὣς κόρας σέθεν;

[¶51] Adrastus:
Yea, for, as they fought, I likened them to those monsters twain.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
μάχην γε δισσοῖν κνωδάλοιν ἀπεικάσας.

[¶52] Theseus:
Why had they left the borders of their native land and come to thee?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ἦλθον δὲ δὴ πῶς πατρίδος ἐκλιπόνθʼ ὅρους;

[¶53] Adrastus:
Tydeus was exiled for the murder of a kinsman.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
Τυδεὺς μὲν αἷμα συγγενὲς φεύγων χθονός.

[¶54] Theseus:
Wherefore had the son of Oedipus left Thebes?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ὁ δʼ Οἰδίπου ⟨τί⟩, τίνι τρόπῳ Θήβας λιπών;

[¶55] Adrastus:
By reason of his father’s curse, not to spill his brother’s blood.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἀραῖς πατρῴαις, μὴ κασίγνητον κτάνοι.

[¶56] Theseus:
Wise no doubt that voluntary exile.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
σοφήν γʼ ἔλεξας τήνδʼ ἑκούσιον φυγήν.

[¶57] Adrastus:
But those who stayed at home were for injuring the absent.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἀλλʼ οἱ μένοντες τοὺς ἀπόντας ἠδίκουν.

[¶58] Theseus:
What! did brother rob brother of his inheritance?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
οὔ πού σφʼ ἀδελφὸς χρημάτων νοσφίζεται;

[¶59] Adrastus:
To avenge this I set out; hence my ruin.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ταύτῃ δικάζων ἦλθον· εἶτʼ ἀπωλόμην.

[¶60] Theseus:
Didst consult seers, and gaze into the flame of burnt-offerings?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
μάντεις δʼ ἐπῆλθες ἐμπύρων τʼ εἶδες φλόγα;

[¶61] Adrastus:
Ah me! thou pressest on the very point, wherein I most did fail.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
οἴμοι; διώκεις μʼ ᾗ μάλιστʼ ἐγὼ ʼσφάλην.

[¶62] Theseus:
It seems thy going was not favoured by heaven.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
οὐκ ἦλθες, ὡς ἔοικεν, εὐνοίᾳ θεῶν.

[¶63] Adrastus:
Worse; I went in spite even of Amphiaraus.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
τὸ δὲ πλέον, ἦλθον Ἀμφιάρεώ γε πρὸς βίαν.

[¶64] Theseus:
And so heaven lightly turned its face from thee.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
οὕτω τὸ θεῖον ῥᾳδίως ἀπεστράφης;

[¶65] Adrastus:
I was carried away by the clamour of younger men.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
νέων γὰρ ἀνδρῶν θόρυβος ἐξέπλησσέ με.

[¶66] Theseus:
Thou didst favour courage instead of discretion.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
εὐψυχίαν ἔσπευσας ἀντʼ εὐβουλίας.

[¶67] Adrastus:
[True; and many a general owes defeat to that.] O king of Athens, bravest of the sons of Hellas, I blush
to throw myself upon the ground and clasp thy knees, I a grey-haired king, blest in days gone by; yet needs must I yield to my misfortunes. I pray thee save the dead; have pity on my sorrows and on these, the mothers of the slain,
whom hoary eld finds reft of their sons; yet they endured to journey hither and tread a foreign soil with aged tottering steps, bearing no embassy to Demeter’s mysteries; only seeking burial for their dead, which lot should have been theirs,
e’en burial by the hands of sons still in their prime. And ’tis wise in the rich to see the poor man’s poverty, and in the poor man to turn ambitious eyes toward the rich, that so he may himself indulge a longing for property; and they, whom fortune frowns not on, should gaze on misery’s presentment;
[likewise, who maketh songs should take a pleasure in their making; for if it be not so with him, he will in no wise avail to gladden others, if himself have sorrow in his home; nay,’tis not even right to expect it.] Mayhap thou’lt say, “Why pass the land of Pelops o’er,”
“and lay this toil on Athens?” This am I bound to declare. Sparta is cruel, her customs variable; the other states are small and weak. Thy city alone would be able to undertake this labour;

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ὃ δή γε πολλοὺς ὤλεσε στρατηλάτας.
ἀλλʼ, ὦ καθʼ Ἑλλάδʼ ἀλκιμώτατον κάρα,
ἄναξ Ἀθηνῶν, ἐν μὲν αἰσχύναις ἔχω
πίτνων πρὸς οὖδας γόνυ σὸν ἀμπίσχειν χερί,
πολιὸς ἀνὴρ τύραννος εὐδαίμων πάρος·
ὅμως δʼ ἀνάγκη συμφοραῖς εἴκειν ἐμαῖς.
σῶσον νεκρούς μοι, τἀμά τʼ οἰκτίρας κακὰ
καὶ τῶν θανόντων τάσδε μητέρας τέκνων,
αἷς γῆρας ἥκει πολιὸν εἰς ἀπαιδίαν,
ἐλθεῖν δʼ ἔτλησαν δεῦρο καὶ ξένον πόδα
θεῖναι μόλις γεραιὰ κινοῦσαι μέλη,
πρεσβεύματʼ οὐ Δήμητρος ἐς μυστήρια,
ἀλλʼ ὡς νεκροὺς θάψωσιν, ἃς αὐτὰς ἐχρῆν
κείνων ταφείσας χερσὶν ὡραίων τυχεῖν.
σοφὸν δὲ πενίαν τʼ εἰσορᾶν τὸν ὄλβιον,
πένητά τʼ εἰς τοὺς πλουσίους ἀποβλέπειν
ζηλοῦνθʼ, ἵνʼ αὐτὸν χρημάτων ἔρως ἔχῃ,
τά τʼ οἰκτρὰ τοὺς μὴ δυστυχεῖς δεδοικέναι.
…
τόν θʼ ὑμνοποιὸν αὐτὸς ἃν τίκτῃ μέλη
χαίροντα τίκτειν· ἢν δὲ μὴ πάσχῃ τόδε,
οὔτοι δύναιτʼ ἂν οἴκοθέν γʼ ἀτώμενος
τέρπειν ἂν ἄλλους· οὐδὲ γὰρ δίκην ἔχει.
τάχʼ οὖν ἂν εἴποις· Πελοπίαν παρεὶς χθόνα
πῶς ταῖς Ἀθήναις τόνδε προστάσσεις πόνον;
ἐγὼ δίκαιός εἰμʼ ἀφηγεῖσθαι τάδε.
Σπάρτη μὲν ὠμὴ καὶ πεποίκιλται τρόπους,
τὰ δʼ ἄλλα μικρὰ κἀσθενῆ· πόλις δὲ σὴ
μόνη δύναιτʼ ἂν τόνδʼ ὑποστῆναι πόνον·

[¶68] for it turns an eye on suffering, and hath in thee a young and gallant king, for want whereof to lead their hosts states ere now have often perished.

> Greek: τά τʼ οἰκτρὰ γὰρ δέδορκε καὶ νεανίαν
ἔχει σὲ ποιμένʼ ἐσθλόν· οὗ χρείᾳ πόλεις
πολλαὶ διώλοντʼ, ἐνδεεῖς στρατηλάτου.

[¶69] Chorus:
I too, Theseus, urge the same plea to thee; have pity on my hard fate.

> Greek: Χορός:
κἀγὼ τὸν αὐτὸν τῷδέ σοι λόγον λέγω,
Θησεῦ, διʼ οἴκτου τὰς ἐμὰς λαβεῖν τύχας.

[¶70] Theseus:
Full οft have I argued out this subject with others. For there are who say, there is more bad than good in human nature, to the which I hold a contrary view, that1 good o’er bad predominates in man,
for if it were not so, we should not exist. He hath my praise, whoe’er of gods brought us to live by rule from chaos and from brutishness, first by implanting reason, and next by giving us a tongue to declare our thoughts, so as to2 know the meaning of what is said,
bestowing fruitful crops, and drops of rain from heaven to make them grow, wherewith to nourish earth’s fruits and to water her lap; and more than this, protection from the wintry storm, and means to ward from us the sun-god’s scorching heat; the art of sailing o’er the sea, so that we might exchange
with one another whatso our countries lack. And where sight fails us and our knowledge is not sure, the seer foretells by gazing on the flame, by reading signs in folds of entrails, or by divination from the flight of birds. Are we not then too proud, when heaven hath made such preparation for our life,
not to be content therewith? But our presumption seeks to lord it over heaven, and in the pride of our hearts we think we are wiser than the gods.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ἄλλοισι δὴ ʼπόνησʼ ἁμιλληθεὶς λόγῳ
τοιῷδʼ. ἔλεξε γάρ τις ὡς τὰ χείρονα
πλείω βροτοῖσίν ἐστι τῶν ἀμεινόνων·
ἐγὼ δὲ τούτοις ἀντίαν γνώμην ἔχω,
πλείω τὰ χρηστὰ τῶν κακῶν εἶναι βροτοῖς·
εἰ μὴ γὰρ ἦν τόδʼ, οὐκ ἂν ἦμεν ἐν φάει.
αἰνῶ δʼ ὃς ἡμῖν βίοτον ἐκ πεφυρμένου
καὶ θηριώδους θεῶν διεσταθμήσατο,
πρῶτον μὲν ἐνθεὶς σύνεσιν, εἶτα δʼ ἄγγελον
γλῶσσαν λόγων δούς, ὥστε γιγνώσκειν ὄπα,
τροφήν τε καρποῦ τῇ τροφῇ τʼ ἀπʼ οὐρανοῦ
σταγόνας ὑδρηλάς, ὡς τά γʼ ἐκ γαίας τρέφῃ
ἄρδῃ τε νηδύν· πρὸς δὲ τοῖσι χείματος
προβλήματʼ, αἶθρον ἐξαμύνασθαι θεοῦ,
πόντου τε ναυστολήμαθʼ, ὡς διαλλαγὰς
ἔχοιμεν ἀλλήλοισιν ὧν πένοιτο γῆ.
ἃ δʼ ἔστʼ ἄσημα κοὐ σαφῶς γιγνώσκομεν,
ἐς πῦρ βλέποντες καὶ κατὰ σπλάγχνων πτυχὰς
μάντεις προσημαίνουσιν οἰωνῶν τʼ ἄπο.
ἆρʼ οὐ τρυφῶμεν θεοῦ κατασκευὴν βίῳ
δόντος τοιαύτην, οἷσιν οὐκ ἀρκεῖ τάδε;
ἀλλʼ ἡ φρόνησις τοῦ θεοῦ μεῖζον σθένειν
ζητεῖ, τὸ γαῦρον δʼ ἐν φρεσὶν κεκτημένοι
δοκοῦμεν εἶναι δαιμόνων σοφώτεροι.

[¶71] Methinks thou art even of this number, a son of folly,
seeing that thou, though obedient to Apollo’s oracle in giving thy daughters to strangers, as if gods really existed, yet hast hurt thy house by mingling the stream of its pure line with muddy waters; no! never should the wise man have joined the stock of just and unjust in one,
but should have gotten prosperous friends for his family. For the deity, confusing their destinies, doth oft destroy by the sinner’s fate him who never sinned nor committed injustice. Thou didst lead all Argos forth to battle,
though seers proclaimed the will of heaven, and then in scorn of them and in violent disregard of the gods hast ruined thy city, led away by younger men, such as court distinction, and add war to war unrighteously destroying their fellow-citizens; one aspires to lead an army;
another fain would seize the reins of power and work his wanton will; a third is bent on gain, careless of any mischief the people thereby suffer. For there are three ranks of citizens; the rich, a useless set, that ever crave for more;

> Greek: ἧς καὶ σὺ φαίνῃ δεκάδος, οὐ σοφὸς γεγώς,
ὅστις κόρας μὲν θεσφάτοις Φοίβου ζυγεὶς
ξένοισιν ὧδʼ ἔδωκας ὡς ζώντων θεῶν,
λαμπρὸν δὲ θολερῷ δῶμα συμμείξας τὸ σὸν
ἥλκωσας οἴκους· χρῆν γὰρ οὐδὲ σώματα
ἄδικα δικαίοις τὸν σοφὸν συμμιγνύναι,
εὐδαιμονοῦντας δʼ ἐς δόμους κτᾶσθαι φίλους.
κοινὰς γὰρ ὁ θεὸς τὰς τύχας ἡγούμενος
τοῖς τοῦ νοσοῦντος πήμασιν διώλεσε
τὸν συννοσοῦντα κοὐδὲν ἠδικηκότα.
ἐς δὲ στρατείαν πάντας Ἀργείους ἄγων,
μάντεων λεγόντων θέσφατʼ, εἶτʼ ἀτιμάσας
βίᾳ παρελθὼν θεοὺς ἀπώλεσας πόλιν,
νέοις παραχθείς, οἵτινες τιμώμενοι
χαίρουσι πολέμους τʼ αὐξάνουσʼ ἄνευ δίκης,
φθείροντες ἀστούς, ὁ μὲν ὅπως στρατηλατῇ,
ὁ δʼ ὡς ὑβρίζῃ δύναμιν ἐς χεῖρας λαβών,
ἄλλος δὲ κέρδους οὕνεκʼ, οὐκ ἀποσκοπῶν
τὸ πλῆθος εἴ τι βλάπτεται πάσχον τάδε.
τρεῖς γὰρ πολιτῶν μερίδες· οἳ μὲν ὄλβιοι
ἀνωφελεῖς τε πλειόνων τʼ ἐρῶσʼ ἀεί·

[¶72] the poor and destitute, fearful folk, that cherish envy more than is right, and shoot out grievous stings against the men who have aught, beguiled as they are by the eloquence of vicious leaders; while the class that is midmost of the three preserveth cities,
observing such order as the state ordains. Shall I then become thy ally? What fair pretext should I urge before my countrymen? Depart in peace! For why shouldst thou, having been ill-advised thyself, seek to drag our fortune down?

> Greek: οἳ δʼ οὐκ ἔχοντες καὶ σπανίζοντες βίου
δεινοί, νέμοντες τῷ φθόνῳ πλέον μέρος,
ἐς τοὺς ἔχοντας κέντρʼ ἀφιᾶσιν κακά,
γλώσσαις πονηρῶν προστατῶν φηλούμενοι·
τριῶν δὲ μοιρῶν ἡ ʼν μέσῳ σῴζει πόλεις,
κόσμον φυλάσσουσʼ ὅντινʼ ἂν τάξῃ πόλις.
κἄπειτʼ ἐγώ σοι σύμμαχος γενήσομαι;
τί πρὸς πολίτας τοὺς ἐμοὺς λέγων καλόν;
χαίρων ἴθʼ· εἰ γὰρ μὴ βεβούλευσαι καλῶς,
αὐτὸς πιέζειν τὴν τύχην, ἡμᾶς δʼ ἐᾶν.

[¶73] Chorus:
He erred; but with the young men rests this error, while he may well be pardoned.

> Greek: Χορός:
ἥμαρτεν· ἐν νέοισι δʼ ἀνθρώπων τόδε
ἔνεστι· συγγνώμην δὲ τῷδʼ ἔχειν χρεών.
[ἀλλʼ ὡς ἰατρὸν τῶνδʼ, ἄναξ, ἀφίγμεθα.]

[¶74] Adrastus:
I did not choose thee, king, to judge my affliction, but came to thee to cure it; no! nor if in aught my fortunes prove me wrong,
came I to thee to punish or correct them, but to seek thy help. But if thou wilt not, I must be content with thy decision; for how can I help it? Come, aged dames, away! Yet leave behind you here the woven leaves of pale green foliage,
calling to witness heaven and earth, Demeter, that fire-bearing goddess, and the sun-god’s light, that our prayers to heaven availed us naught.
Chorus:.... who was Pelops’ son, and we are of the land of Pelops and share with thee the blood of ancestors.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
οὔτοι δικαστήν ⟨σʼ⟩ εἱλόμην ἐμῶν κακῶν
οὐδʼ, εἴ τι πράξας μὴ καλῶς εὑρίσκομαι,
τούτων κολαστὴν κἀπιτιμητήν, ἄναξ,
ἀλλʼ ὡς ὀναίμην. εἰ δὲ μὴ βούλῃ τάδε,
στέργειν ἀνάγκη τοῖσι σοῖς· τί γὰρ πάθω;
ἄγʼ, ὦ γεραιαί, στείχετε, γλαυκὴν χλόην
αὐτοῦ λιποῦσαι, φυλλάδος καταστροφῇ
θεούς τε καὶ γῆν τήν τε πυρφόρον θεὰν
Δήμητρα θέμεναι μάρτυρʼ ἡλίου τε φῶς,
ὡς οὐδὲν ἡμῖν ἤρκεσαν λιταὶ θεῶν.
Χορός:
…
ὃς Πέλοπος ἦν παῖς, Πελοπίας δʼ ἡμεῖς χθονὸς
ταὐτὸν πατρῷον αἷμα σοὶ κεκτήμεθα.

[¶75] What art thou doing? wilt thou betray these suppliant symbols, and banish from thy land these aged women without the boon they should obtain? Do not so; e’en the wild beast finds a refuge in the rock, the slave in the altars of the gods, and a state when tempest-tossed cowers to its neighbour’s shelter;
for naught in this life of man is blest unto its end.

> Greek: τί δρᾷς; προδώσεις ταῦτα κἀκβαλεῖς χθονὸς
γραῦς οὐ τυχούσας οὐδὲν ὧν αὐτὰς ἐχρῆν;
μὴ δῆτʼ· ἔχει γὰρ καταφυγὴν θὴρ μὲν πέτραν,
δοῦλος δὲ βωμοὺς θεῶν, πόλις δὲ πρὸς πόλιν
ἔπτηξε χειμασθεῖσα· τῶν γὰρ ἐν βροτοῖς
οὐκ ἔστιν οὐδὲν διὰ τέλους εὐδαιμονοῦν.

[¶76] Chorus:
Rise, hapless one, from the sacred floor of Persephone; rise, clasp him by the knees and implore him, “O recover the bodies of our dead sons, the children that I lost—ah, woe is me!—beneath the walls of Cadmus’ town.”

> Greek: Χορός:
βᾶθι, τάλαινʼ, ἱερῶν δαπέδων ἄπο Περσεφονείας,
βᾶθι καὶ ἀντίασον γονάτων ἔπι χεῖρα βαλοῦσα,
τέκνων τεθνεώτων κομίσαι δέμας, ὦ μελέα ʼγώ,
οὓς ὑπὸ τείχεσι Καδμείοισιν ἀπώλεσα κούρους.

[¶77] Ah me! ah me! Take me by the hand, poor aged sufferer that I am, support and guide and raise me up. By thy beard, kind friend, glory of Hellas, I do beseech thee, as I clasp thy knees and hands in my misery;

> Greek: [ἰώ μοι· λάβετε φέρετε πέμπετε κρίνετε ταλαίνας χέρας γεραιάς.]
πρός ⟨σε⟩ γενειάδος, ὦ φίλος, ὦ δοκιμώτατος Ἑλλάδι,
ἄντομαι ἀμφιπίτνουσα τὸ σὸν γόνυ καὶ χέρα δειλαία·

[¶78] O pity me as I entreat for my sons with my tale of wretched woe, like some beggar; nor let my sons lie there unburied in the land of Cadmus, glad prey for beasts, whilst thou art in thy prime, I implore thee. See the teardrop tremble in my eye,
as thus I throw me at thy knees to win my children burial.

> Greek: οἴκτισαι ἀμφὶ τέκνων μʼ ἱκέταν ἤ τινʼ ἀλάταν
οἰκτρὸν ἰήλεμον οἰκτρὸν ἱεῖσαν.
μηδʼ ἀτάφους, τέκνον, ἐν χθονὶ Κάδμου χάρματα θηρῶν
παῖδας ἐν ἁλικίᾳ τᾷ σᾷ κατίδῃς, ἱκετεύω.
βλέψον ἐμῶν βλεφάρων ἔπι δάκρυον, ἃ περὶ σοῖσι
γούνασιν ὧδε πίτνω τέκνοις τάφον ἐξανύσασθαι.

[¶79] Theseus:
Mother mine, why weepest thou, drawing o’er thine eyes thy veil? Is it because thou didst hear their piteous lamentations? To my own heart it goes. Raise thy silvered head, weep not
where thou sittest at the holy altar of Demeter.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
μῆτερ, τί κλαίεις λέπτʼ ἐπʼ ὀμμάτων φάρη
βαλοῦσα τῶν σῶν; ἆρα δυστήνους γόους
κλύουσα τῶνδε; κἀμὲ γὰρ διῆλθέ τι.
ἔπαιρε λευκὸν κρᾶτα, μὴ δακρυρρόει
σεμναῖσι Δηοῦς ἐσχάραις παρημένη.

[¶80] Aethra:
Ah woe!
Theseus:’Tis not for thee their sorrows to lament.

> Greek: Αἴθρα:
αἰαῖ.
Θησεύς:
τὰ τούτων οὐχὶ σοὶ στενακτέον.

[¶81] Aethra:
Ye hapless dames!

> Greek: Αἴθρα:
ὦ τλήμονες γυναῖκες.

[¶82] Theseus:
Thou art not of their company.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
οὐ σὺ τῶνδʼ ἔφυς.

[¶83] Aethra:
May I a scheme declare, my son, that shall add to thy glory and the state’s?

> Greek: Αἴθρα:
εἴπω τι, τέκνον, σοί τε καὶ πόλει καλόν;

[¶84] Theseus:
Yea, for oft even from women’s lips issue wise counsels.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ὡς πολλά γʼ ἐστὶ κἀπὸ θηλειῶν σοφά.

[¶85] Aethra:
Yet the word, that lurks within my heart, makes me hesitate.

> Greek: Αἴθρα:
ἀλλʼ εἰς ὄκνον μοι μῦθος ὃν κεύθω φέρει.

[¶86] Theseus:
Shame! to hide from friends good counsel.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
αἰσχρόν γʼ ἔλεξας, χρήστʼ ἔπη κρύπτειν φίλοις.

[¶87] Aethra:
Nay then, I will not hold my peace to blame myself hereafter for having now kept silence to my shame, nor will I forego my honourable proposal, from the common fear
that it is useless for women to give good advice. First, my son, I exhort thee give good heed to heaven’s will, lest from slighting it thou suffer shipwreck; [for in this one single point thou failest, though well-advised in all else.] Further, I would have patiently endured, had it not been my duty
to venture somewhat for injured folk; and this, my son, it is that brings thee now thy honour, and causes me no fear to urge that thou shouldst use thy power to make men of violence, who prevent the dead from receiving their meed of burial and funeral rites,
perform this bounden duty, and check those who would confound the customs of all Hellas; for this it is that holds men’s states together,—strict observance of the laws. And some, no doubt, will say,’twas cowardice made thee stand aloof in terror,
when thou mightest have won for thy city a crown of glory, and, though thou didst encounter a savage swine, labouring for a sorry task, yet when the time came for thee to face the helmet and pointed spear, and do thy best, thou wert found to be a coward.

> Greek: Αἴθρα:
οὔτοι σιωπῶσʼ εἶτα μέμψομαί ποτε
τὴν νῦν σιωπὴν ὡς ἐσιγήθη κακῶς,
οὐδʼ ὡς ἀχρεῖον τὰς γυναῖκας εὖ λέγειν
δείσασʼ ἀφήσω τῷ φόβῳ τοὐμὸν καλόν.
ἐγὼ δέ σʼ, ὦ παῖ, πρῶτα μὲν τὰ τῶν θεῶν
σκοπεῖν κελεύω μὴ σφαλῇς ἀτιμάσας·
τἄλλʼ εὖ φρονῶν γάρ, ἐν μόνῳ τούτῳ ʼσφάλης.
πρὸς τοῖσδε δʼ, εἰ μὲν μὴ ἀδικουμένοις ἐχρῆν
τολμηρὸν εἶναι, κάρτʼ ἂν εἶχον ἡσύχως·
νῦν δʼ ἴσθι σοί τε τοῦθʼ ὅσην τιμὴν φέρει,
κἀμοὶ παραινεῖν οὐ φόβον φέρει, τέκνον,
ἄνδρας βιαίους καὶ κατείργοντας νεκροὺς
τάφου τε μοίρας καὶ κτερισμάτων λαχεῖν
ἐς τήνδʼ ἀνάγκην σῇ καταστῆσαι χερί,
νόμιμά τε πάσης συγχέοντας Ἑλλάδος
παῦσαι· τὸ γάρ τοι συνέχον ἀνθρώπων πόλεις
τοῦτʼ ἔσθʼ, ὅταν τις τοὺς νόμους σῴζῃ καλῶς.
ἐρεῖ δὲ δή τις ὡς ἀνανδρίᾳ χερῶν,
πόλει παρόν σοι στέφανον εὐκλείας λαβεῖν,
δείσας ἀπέστης, καὶ συὸς μὲν ἀγρίου
ἀγῶνος ἥψω φαῦλον ἀθλήσας πόνον,
οὗ δʼ ἐς κράνος βλέψαντα καὶ λόγχης ἀκμὴν
χρῆν ἐκπονῆσαι, δειλὸς ὢν ἐφηυρέθης.

[¶88] Nay! do not so if thou be son of mine. Dost see how fiercely thy country looks on its revilers when they mock her for want of counsel? Yea, for in her toils she groweth greater. But states, whose policy is dark and cautious,
have their sight darkened by their carefulness. My son, wilt thou not go succour the dead and these poor women in their need? I have no fears for thee, starting as thou dost with right upon thy side; and although I see the prosperity of Cadmus’ folk,
still am I confident they will throw a different die; for the deity reverses all things again.

> Greek: μὴ δῆτʼ ἐμός γʼ ὤν, ὦ τέκνον, δράσῃς τάδε.
ὁρᾷς, ἄβουλος ὡς κεκερτομημένη
τοῖς κερτομοῦσι γοργὸν ὄμμʼ ἀναβλέπει
σὴ πατρίς; ἐν γὰρ τοῖς πόνοισιν αὔξεται·
αἱ δʼ ἥσυχοι σκοτεινὰ πράσσουσαι πόλεις
σκοτεινὰ καὶ βλέπουσιν εὐλαβούμεναι.
οὐκ εἶ νεκροῖσι καὶ γυναιξὶν ἀθλίαις
προσωφελήσων, ὦ τέκνον, κεχρημέναις;
ὡς οὔτε ταρβῶ σὺν δίκῃ σʼ ὁρμώμενον,
Κάδμου θʼ ὁρῶσα λαὸν εὖ πεπραγότα,
ἔτʼ αὐτὸν ἄλλα βλήματʼ ἐν κύβοις βαλεῖν
πέποιθʼ· ὁ γὰρ θεὸς πάντʼ ἀναστρέφει πάλιν.

[¶89] Chorus:
Ah! best of friends, right well hast thou pleaded for me and for Adrastus, and hence my joy is doubled.

> Greek: Χορός:
ὦ φιλτάτη μοι, τῷδέ τʼ εἴρηκας καλῶς
κἀμοί· διπλοῦν δὲ χάρμα γίγνεται τόδε.

[¶90] Theseus:
Mother, the words that I have spoken
are his fair deserts, and I have declared my opinion of the counsels that ruined him; yet do I perceive the truth of thy warning to me, that it ill suits my character to shun dangers. For by a long and glorious career have
I displayed this my habit among Hellenes, of ever punishing the wicked. Wherefore I cannot refuse toil. For what will spiteful tongues say of me, when thou, my mother, who more than all others fearest for my safety,
bidst me undertake this enterprise? Yea, I will go about this business and rescue the dead by words persuasive; or, failing that, the spear forthwith shall decide this issue, nor will heaven grudge me this. But I require the whole city’s sanction also,
which my mere wish will ensure; still by communicating the proposal to them I shall find the people better disposed. For them I made supreme, when I set this city free, by giving all an equal vote. So I will take Adrastus as a text for what I have to say
and go to their assembly, and when I have won them to these views, I will return hither, after collecting a picked band of young Athenians; and then remaining under arms I will send a message to Creon, begging the bodies of the dead. But do ye, aged ladies, remove from my mother your holy wreaths,
that I may take her by the hand and conduct her to the house of Aegeus; for a wretched son is he who rewards not his parents by service; for, when he hath conferred on them the best he hath, he in his turn from his own sons receives all such service as he gave to them.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ἐμοὶ λόγοι μέν, μῆτερ, οἱ λελεγμένοι
ὀρθῶς ἔχουσʼ ἐς τόνδε, κἀπεφηνάμην
γνώμην ὑφʼ οἵων ἐσφάλη βουλευμάτων·
ὁρῶ δὲ κἀγὼ ταῦθʼ ἅπερ με νουθετεῖς,
ὡς τοῖς ἐμοῖσιν οὐχὶ πρόσφορον τρόποις
φεύγειν τὰ δεινά. πολλὰ γὰρ δράσας καλὰ
ἔθος τόδʼ εἰς Ἕλληνας ἐξελεξάμην,
ἀεὶ κολαστὴς τῶν κακῶν καθεστάναι.
οὔκουν ἀπαυδᾶν δυνατόν ἐστί μοι πόνους.
τί γάρ μʼ ἐροῦσιν οἵ γε δυσμενεῖς βροτῶν,
ὅθʼ ἡ τεκοῦσα χὑπερορρωδοῦσʼ ἐμοῦ
πρώτη κελεύεις τόνδʼ ὑποστῆναι πόνον;
δράσω τάδʼ· εἶμι καὶ νεκροὺς ἐκλύσομαι
λόγοισι πείθων· εἰ δὲ μή, βίᾳ δορὸς
ἤδη τόδʼ ἔσται κοὐχὶ σὺν φθόνῳ θεῶν.
δόξαι δὲ χρῄζω καὶ πόλει πάσῃ τόδε.
δόξει δʼ ἐμοῦ θέλοντος· ἀλλὰ τοῦ λόγου
προσδοὺς ἔχοιμʼ ἂν δῆμον εὐμενέστερον.
καὶ γὰρ κατέστησʼ αὐτὸν ἐς μοναρχίαν
ἐλευθερώσας τήνδʼ ἰσόψηφον πόλιν.
λαβὼν δʼ Ἄδραστον δεῖγμα τῶν ἐμῶν λόγων
ἐς πλῆθος ἀστῶν εἶμι· καὶ πείσας τάδε,
λεκτοὺς ἀθροίσας δεῦρʼ Ἀθηναίων κόρους
ἥξω· παρʼ ὅπλοις θʼ ἥμενος πέμψω λόγους
Κρέοντι νεκρῶν σώματʼ ἐξαιτούμενος.
ἀλλʼ, ὦ γεραιαί, σέμνʼ ἀφαιρεῖτε στέφη
μητρός, πρὸς οἴκους ὥς νιν Αἰγέως ἄγω,
φίλην προσάψας χεῖρα· τοῖς τεκοῦσι γὰρ
δύστηνος ὅστις μὴ ἀντιδουλεύει τέκνων —
κάλλιστον ἔρανον· δοὺς γὰρ ἀντιλάζυται
παίδων παρʼ αὑτοῦ τοιάδʼ ἃν τοκεῦσι δῷ.

[¶91] Chorus:
O Argos, home of steeds, my native land! ye have heard with your ears these words, the king’s pious will toward the gods in the sight of great Pelasgia and throughout Argos.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἱππόβοτον Ἄργος, ὦ πάτριον ἐμὸν πέδον,
ἐκλύετε τάδʼ, ἐκλύετε
ἄνακτος ὅσια περὶ θεοὺς
καὶ μεγάλα Πελασγίᾳ
καὶ κατʼ Ἄργος.

[¶92] Chorus:
May he reach the goal! yea, and triumph o’er my sorrows,
rescuing the gory corpse, the mother’s idol, and making the land of Inachus his friend by helping her.

> Greek: Χορός:
— εἰ γὰρ ἐπὶ τέρμα καὶ τὸ πλέον ἐμῶν κακῶν
ἱκόμενος ἔτι ματέρος
ἄγαλμα φόνιον ἐξέλοι,
γᾶν δὲ φίλιον Ἰνάχου
θεῖτʼ ὀνήσας.

[¶93] Chorus:
For pious toil is a fair ornament to cities, and carries with it a grace that never wastes away.

> Greek: Χορός:
— καλὸν δʼ ἄγαλμα πόλεσιν εὐσεβὴς πόνος
χάριν τʼ ἔχει τὰν ἐς αἰεί.

[¶94] What will the city decide, I wonder? Will it conclude a friendly truce with me, and shall we obtain burial for our sons?

> Greek: τί μοι πόλις κρανεῖ ποτʼ; ἆρα φίλιά μοι
τεμεῖ, καὶ τέκνοις ταφὰς ληψόμεσθα;

[¶95] Chorus:
Help, O help, city of Pallas, the mother’s cause, that so they may not pollute the laws of all mankind. Thou, I know, dost reverence right, and to injustice dealest out
defeat, a protection at all times to the afflicted.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἄμυνε ματρί, πόλις, ἄμυνε, Παλλάδος,
νόμους βροτῶν μὴ μιαίνειν.
σύ τοι σέβεις δίκαν, τὸ δʼ ἧσσον ἀδικίᾳ
νέμεις, δυστυχῆ τʼ ἀεὶ πάντα ῥύῃ.

[¶96] Theseus:
(to a herald.) Forasmuch as with this thy art thou hast ever served the stat£ and me by carrying my proclamations far and wide, so now cross Asopus and the waters of Ismenus, and declare this message to the haughty king of the Cadmeans:

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τέχνην μὲν αἰεὶ τήνδʼ ἔχων ὑπηρετεῖς
πόλει τε κἀμοί, διαφέρων κηρύγματα·
ἐλθὼν δʼ ὑπέρ τʼ Ἀσωπὸν Ἰσμηνοῦ θʼ ὕδωρ
σεμνῷ τυράννῳ φράζε Καδμείων τάδε·

[¶97] “Theseus, thy neighbour, one who well may win the boon he craves, begs as a favour thy permission to bury the dead, winning to thyself thereby the love of all the Erechthidae.” And if they will acquiesce, come back again, but if they hearken not, thy second message runneth thus,
they may expect my warrior host; for at the sacred fount of Callichorus my army camps in readiness and is being reviewed. Moreover, the city gladly of its own accord undertook this enterprise, when it perceived my wish.

> Greek: Θησεύς σʼ ἀπαιτεῖ πρὸς χάριν θάψαι νεκρούς,
συγγείτονʼ οἰκῶν γαῖαν, ἀξιῶν τυχεῖν,
φίλον τε θέσθαι πάντʼ Ἐρεχθειδῶν λεών.
κἂν μὲν θέλωσιν, αἰνέσας παλίσσυτος
στεῖχʼ· ἢν δʼ ἀπιστῶσʼ, οἵδε δεύτεροι λόγοι·
Κῶμον δέχεσθαι τὸν ἐμὸν ἀσπιδηφόρον.
στρατὸς δὲ θάσσει κἀξετάζεται παρὼν
Καλλίχορον ἀμφὶ σεμνὸν εὐτρεπὴς ὅδε.
— καὶ μὴν ἑκοῦσά γʼ ἀσμένη τʼ ἐδέξατο
πόλις πόνον τόνδʼ, ὡς θέλοντά μʼ ᾔσθετο.

[¶98] Ha! who comes hither to interrupt my speech? A Theban herald, so it seems, though I am not sure thereof. Stay; haply he may save thee thy trouble. For by his coming he meets my purpose half-way.

> Greek: ἔα· λόγων τίς ἐμποδὼν ὅδʼ ἔρχεται;
Καδμεῖος, ὡς ἔοικεν οὐ σάφʼ εἰδότι,
κῆρυξ. ἐπίσχες, ἤν σʼ ἀπαλλάξῃ πόνου
μολὼν ὕπαντα τοῖς ἐμοῖς βουλεύμασιν.

[¶99] Herald:
Who is the despot of this land? To whom must I announce
the message of Creon, who rules o’er the land of Cadmus, since Eteocles was slain by the hand of his brother Polynices, at the sevenfold gates of Thebes?

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
τίς γῆς τύραννος; πρὸς τίνʼ ἀγγεῖλαί με χρὴ
λόγους Κρέοντος, ὃς κρατεῖ Κάδμου χθονὸς
Ἐτεοκλέους θανόντος ἀμφʼ ἑπταστόμους
πύλας ἀδελφῇ χειρὶ Πολυνείκους ὕπο;

[¶100] Theseus:
Sir stranger, thou hast made a false beginning to thy speech, in seeking here a despot. For this city is not ruled
by one man, but is free. The people rule in succession year by year, allowing no preference to wealth, but the poor man shares equally with the rich.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
πρῶτον μὲν ἤρξω τοῦ λόγου ψευδῶς, ξένε,
ζητῶν τύραννον ἐνθάδʼ· οὐ γὰρ ἄρχεται
ἑνὸς πρὸς ἀνδρός, ἀλλʼ ἐλευθέρα πόλις.
δῆμος δʼ ἀνάσσει διαδοχαῖσιν ἐν μέρει
ἐνιαυσίαισιν, οὐχὶ τῷ πλούτῳ διδοὺς
τὸ πλεῖστον, ἀλλὰ χὡ πένης ἔχων ἴσον.

[¶101] Herald:
Thou givest me here an advantage, as it might be in a game of draughts;
for the city, whence I come, is ruled by one man only, not by the mob; none there puffs up the citizens with specious words, and for his own advantage twists them this way or that,—one moment dear to them and lavish of his favours,
the next a bane to all; and yet by fresh calumnies of others he hides his former failures and escapes punishment. Besides, how shall the people, if it cannot form true judgments, be able rightly to direct the state? Nay,’tis time, not haste, that affords a better
understanding. A poor hind, granted he be not all unschooled, would still be unable from his toil to give his mind to politics. Verily the better sort count it no healthy sign when the worthless man obtains a reputation
by beguiling with words the populace, though aforetime he was naught.

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
ἓν μὲν τόδʼ ἡμῖν ὥσπερ ἐν πεσσοῖς δίδως
κρεῖσσον· πόλις γὰρ ἧς ἐγὼ πάρειμʼ ἄπο
ἑνὸς πρὸς ἀνδρός, οὐκ ὄχλῳ κρατύνεται·
οὐδʼ ἔστιν αὐτὴν ὅστις ἐκχαυνῶν λόγοις
πρὸς κέρδος ἴδιον ἄλλοτʼ ἄλλοσε στρέφει,
τὸ δʼ αὐτίχʼ ἡδὺς καὶ διδοὺς πολλὴν χάριν,
ἐσαῦθις ἔβλαψʼ, εἶτα διαβολαῖς νέαις
κλέψας τὰ πρόσθε σφάλματʼ ἐξέδυ δίκης.
ἄλλως τε πῶς ἂν μὴ διορθεύων λόγους
ὀρθῶς δύναιτʼ ἂν δῆμος εὐθύνειν πόλιν;
ὁ γὰρ χρόνος μάθησιν ἀντὶ τοῦ τάχους
κρείσσω δίδωσι. γαπόνος δʼ ἀνὴρ πένης,
εἰ καὶ γένοιτο μὴ ἀμαθής, ἔργων ὕπο
οὐκ ἂν δύναιτο πρὸς τὰ κοίνʼ ἀποβλέπειν.
ἦ δὴ νοσῶδες τοῦτο τοῖς ἀμείνοσιν,
ὅταν πονηρὸς ἀξίωμʼ ἀνὴρ ἔχῃ
γλώσσῃ κατασχὼν δῆμον, οὐδὲν ὢν τὸ πρίν.

[¶102] Theseus:
This herald is a clever fellow, a dabbler in the art of talk. But since thou hast thus entered the lists with me, listen awhile, for ’twas thou didst challenge a discussion. Naught is more hostile to a city than a despot;
where he is, there are in the first place no laws common to all, but one man is tyrant, in whose keeping and in his alone the law resides, and in that case equality is at an end. But when the laws are written down, rich and poor alike have equal justice,
and it is open to the weaker to use the same language to the prosperous when he is reviled by him, and the weaker prevails over the stronger if he have justice on his side. Freedom’s mark is also seen in this: “Who hath wholesome counsel to declare unto the state?”

> Greek: Θησεύς:
κομψός γʼ ὁ κῆρυξ καὶ παρεργάτης λόγων.
ἐπεὶ δʼ ἀγῶνα καὶ σὺ τόνδʼ ἠγωνίσω,
ἄκουʼ· ἅμιλλαν γὰρ σὺ προύθηκας λόγων.
οὐδὲν τυράννου δυσμενέστερον πόλει,
ὅπου τὸ μὲν πρώτιστον οὐκ εἰσὶν νόμοι
κοινοί, κρατεῖ δʼ εἷς τὸν νόμον κεκτημένος
αὐτὸς παρʼ αὑτῷ· καὶ τόδʼ οὐκέτʼ ἔστʼ ἴσον.
γεγραμμένων δὲ τῶν νόμων ὅ τʼ ἀσθενὴς
ὁ πλούσιός τε τὴν δίκην ἴσην ἔχει,
ἔστιν δʼ ἐνισπεῖν τοῖσιν ἀσθενεστέροις
τὸν εὐτυχοῦντα ταὔθʼ, ὅταν κλύῃ κακῶς,
νικᾷ δʼ ὁ μείων τὸν μέγαν δίκαιʼ ἔχων.
τοὐλεύθερον δʼ ἐκεῖνο· Τίς θέλει πόλει
χρηστόν τι βούλευμʼ ἐς μέσον φέρειν ἔχων;

[¶103] And he who chooses to do so gains renown, while he, who hath no wish, remains silent. What greater equality can there be in a city?

> Greek: καὶ ταῦθʼ ὁ χρῄζων λαμπρός ἐσθʼ, ὁ μὴ θέλων
σιγᾷ. τί τούτων ἔστʼ ἰσαίτερον πόλει;

[¶104] Again, where the people are absolute rulers of the land, they rejoice in having a reserve of youthful citizens, while a king counts this a hostile element,
and strives to slay the leading men, all such as he deems discreet, for he feareth for his power. How then can a city remain stable, where one cuts short all enterprise and mows down the young like meadow-flowers in spring-time?

> Greek: καὶ μὴν ὅπου γε δῆμος αὐθέντης χθονός,
ὑποῦσιν ἀστοῖς ἥδεται νεανίαις·
ἀνὴρ δὲ βασιλεὺς ἐχθρὸν ἡγεῖται τόδε,
καὶ τοὺς ἀρίστους οὕς τʼ ἂν ἡγῆται φρονεῖν
κτείνει, δεδοικὼς τῆς τυραννίδος πέρι.
πῶς οὖν ἔτʼ ἂν γένοιτʼ ἂν ἰσχυρὰ πόλις,
ὅταν τις ὡς λειμῶνος ἠρινοῦ στάχυν
τόλμας ἀφαιρῇ κἀπολωτίζῃ νέους;

[¶105] What boots it to acquire wealth and livelihood for children, merely to add to the tyrant’s substance by one’s toil? Why train up virgin daughters virtuously in our homes to gratify a tyrant’s whim, whenso he will, and cause tears to those who rear them? May my life end
if ever my children are to be wedded by violence! This bolt I launch in answer to thy words. Now say, why art thou come? what needest thou of this land? Had not thy city sent thee, to thy cost hadst thou come with thy outrageous utterances; for it is the herald’s duty
to tell the message he is bidden and hie him back in haste. Henceforth forth let Creon send to my city some other messenger less talkative than thee.

> Greek: κτᾶσθαι δὲ πλοῦτον καὶ βίον τί δεῖ τέκνοις
ὡς τῷ τυράννῳ πλείονʼ ἐκμοχθῇ βίον;
ἢ παρθενεύειν παῖδας ἐν δόμοις καλῶς,
τερπνὰς τυράννοις ἡδονάς, ὅταν θέλῃ,
δάκρυα δʼ ἑτοιμάζουσι; μὴ ζῴην ἔτι,
εἰ τἀμὰ τέκνα πρὸς βίαν νυμφεύσεται.
καὶ ταῦτα μὲν δὴ πρὸς τὰ σὰ ἐξηκόντισα.
ἥκεις δὲ δὴ τί τῆσδε γῆς κεχρημένος;
κλαίων γʼ ἂν ἦλθες, εἴ σε μὴ ῎πεμψεν πόλις,
περισσὰ φωνῶν· τὸν γὰρ ἄγγελον χρεὼν
λέξανθʼ ὅσʼ ἂν τάξῃ τις ὡς τάχος πάλιν
χωρεῖν. τὸ λοιπὸν δʼ εἰς ἐμὴν πόλιν Κρέων
ἧσσον λάλον σου πεμπέτω τινʼ ἄγγελον.

[¶106] Chorus:
Look you! how insolent the villains are, when Fortune is kind to them, just as if it would be well with them for ever.

> Greek: Χορός:
φεῦ φεῦ· κακοῖσιν ὡς ὅταν δαίμων διδῷ
καλῶς, ὑβρίζουσʼ ὡς ἀεὶ πράξοντες εὖ.

[¶107] Herald:
Now will I speak. On these disputed points hold thou this view, but I the contrary.

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
λέγοιμʼ ἂν ἤδη. τῶν μὲν ἠγωνισμένων
σοὶ μὲν δοκείτω ταῦτʼ, ἐμοὶ δὲ τἀντία.

[¶108] So I and all the people of Cadmus forbid thee to admit Adrastus to this land, but if he is here,
drive him forth in disregard of the holy suppliant bough he bears, ere sinks yon blazing sun, and attempt not violently to take up the dead, seeing thou hast naught to do with the city of Argos. And if thou wilt hearken to me, thou shalt bring thy barque of state into port unharmed by the billows; but if not, fierce shall the surge of battle be,
that we and our allies shall raise. Take good thought, nor, angered at my words, because forsooth thou rulest thy city with freedom, return a vaunting answer from thy feebler means. Hope is man’s curse; many a state hath it involved
in strife, by leading them into excessive rage. For whenso the city has to vote on the question of war, no man ever takes his own death into account, but shifts this misfortune on to his neighbour; but if death had been before their eyes when they were giving their votes,
Hellas would ne’er have rushed to her doom in mad desire for battle. And yet each man amongst us knows which of the two to prefer, the good or ill, and how much better peace is for mankind than war,—peace, the Muses’ chiefest friend,
the foe of sorrow, whose joy is in glad throngs of children, and its delight in prosperity. These are the blessings we cast away and wickedly embark on war, man enslaving his weaker brother, and cities following suit.

> Greek: ἐγὼ δʼ ἀπαυδῶ πᾶς τε Καδμεῖος λεὼς
Ἄδραστον ἐς γῆν τήνδε μὴ παριέναι·
εἰ δʼ ἔστιν ἐν γῇ, πρὶν θεοῦ δῦναι σέλας,
λύσαντα σεμνὰ στεμμάτων μυστήρια
τῆσδʼ ἐξελαύνειν, μηδʼ ἀναιρεῖσθαι νεκροὺς
βίᾳ, προσήκοντʼ οὐδὲν Ἀργείων πόλει.
κἂν μὲν πίθῃ μοι, κυμάτων ἄτερ πόλιν
σὴν ναυστολήσεις· εἰ δὲ μή, πολὺς κλύδων
ἡμῖν τε καὶ σοὶ συμμάχοις τʼ ἔσται δορός.
σκέψαι δέ, καὶ μὴ τοῖς ἐμοῖς θυμούμενος
λόγοισιν, ὡς δὴ πόλιν ἐλευθέραν ἔχων,
σφριγῶντʼ ἀμείψῃ μῦθον ἐκ βραχιόνων·
ἐλπὶς γάρ ἐστʼ ἄπιστον, ἣ πολλὰς πόλεις
συνῆψʼ, ἄγουσα θυμὸν εἰς ὑπερβολάς.
ὅταν γὰρ ἔλθῃ πόλεμος ἐς ψῆφον λεώ,
οὐδεὶς ἔθʼ αὑτοῦ θάνατον ἐκλογίζεται,
τὸ δυστυχὲς δὲ τοῦτʼ ἐς ἄλλον ἐκτρέπει·
εἰ δʼ ἦν παρʼ ὄμμα θάνατος ἐν ψήφου φορᾷ,
οὐκ ἄν ποθʼ Ἑλλὰς δοριμανὴς ἀπώλλυτο.
καίτοι δυοῖν γε πάντες ἄνθρωποι λόγοιν
τὸν κρείσσονʼ ἴσμεν, καὶ τὰ χρηστὰ καὶ κακά,
ὅσῳ τε πολέμου κρεῖσσον εἰρήνη βροτοῖς·
ἣ πρῶτα μὲν Μούσαισι προσφιλεστάτη,
Ποιναῖσι δʼ ἐχθρά, τέρπεται δʼ εὐπαιδίᾳ,
χαίρει δὲ πλούτῳ. ταῦτʼ ἀφέντες οἱ κακοὶ
πολέμους ἀναιρούμεσθα καὶ τὸν ἥσσονα
δουλούμεθʼ, ἄνδρες ἄνδρα καὶ πόλις πόλιν.

[¶109] Now thou art helping our foes even after death,
trying to rescue and bury those whom their own acts of insolence haye ruined. Verily then it would seem Capaneus was unjustly blasted by the thunderbolt and charred upon the ladder he had raised against our gates, swearing he would sack our town, whether the god would or no;

> Greek: σὺ δʼ ἄνδρας ἐχθροὺς καὶ θανόντας ὠφελεῖς,
θάπτων κομίζων θʼ ὕβρις οὓς ἀπώλεσεν;
οὔ τἄρʼ ἔτʼ ὀρθῶς Καπανέως κεραύνιον
δέμας καπνοῦται, κλιμάκων ὀρθοστάτας
ὃς προσβαλὼν πύλῃσιν ὤμοσεν πόλιν
πέρσειν θεοῦ θέλοντος ἤν τε μὴ θέλῃ;

[¶110] nor should the yawning earth have snatched away the seer, opening wide her mouth to take his chariot and its horses in, nor should the other chieftains be stretched at our gates, their skeletons to atoms crushed ’neath boulders. Either boast thy wit transcendeth that of Zeus,
or else allow that gods are right to slay the ungodly. The wise should love their children first, next their parents and country, whose fortunes it behoves them to increase rather than break down. Rashness in a leader, as in a pilot, causeth shipwreck; who knoweth when to be quiet is a wise man.

> Greek: οὐδʼ ἥρπασεν χάρυβδις οἰωνοσκόπον,
τέθριππον ἅρμα περιβαλοῦσα χάσματι,
ἄλλοι τε κεῖνται πρὸς πύλαις λοχαγέται
πέτροις καταξανθέντες ὀστέων ῥαφάς;
ἤ νυν φρονεῖν ἄμεινον ἐξαύχει Διός,
ἢ θεοὺς δικαίως τοὺς κακοὺς ἀπολλύναι.
φιλεῖν μὲν οὖν χρὴ τοὺς σοφοὺς πρῶτον τέκνα,
ἔπειτα τοκέας πατρίδα θʼ, ἣν αὔξειν χρεὼν
καὶ μὴ κατᾶξαι. σφαλερὸν ἡγεμὼν θρασύς·
νεώς τε ναύτης ἥσυχος, καιρῷ σοφός.

[¶111] Yea and this too is bravery, even forethought.
Chorus:
The punishment Zeus hath inflicted was surely enough; there was no need to heap this wanton insult on us.

> Greek: καὶ τοῦτʼ ἐμοὶ τἀνδρεῖον, ἡ προμηθία.
Χορός:
ἐξαρκέσας ἦν Ζεὺς ὁ τιμωρούμενος,
ὑμᾶς δʼ ὑβρίζειν οὐκ ἐχρῆν τοιάνδʼ ὕβριν.

[¶112] Adrastus:
Abandoned wretch!

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ὦ παγκάκιστε —

[¶113] Theseus:
Peace, Adrastus! say no more; set not thy words before mine,
for ’tis not to thee this fellow is come with his message, but to me, and I must answer him. Thy first assertion will I answer first: I am not aware that Creon is my lord and master, or that his power outweigheth mine, that so he should compel
Athens to act on this wise; nay! for then would the tide of time have to flow backward, if we are to be ordered about, as he thinks.’Tis not I who choose this war, seeing that I did not even join these warriors to go unto the land of Cadmus; but still I claim to bury the fallen dead, not injuring any state
nor yet introducing murderous strife, but preserving the law of all Hellas. What is not well in this? If ye suffered aught from the Argives—lo! they are dead; ye took a splendid vengeance on your foes
and covered them with shame, and now your right is at an end. Let the dead now be buried in the earth, and each element return to the place from whence it came to the body, the breath to the air, the body to the ground; for in no wise did we get it
for our own, but to live our life in, and after that its mother earth must take it back again. Dost think ’tis Argos thou art injuring in refusing burial to the dead? Nay! all Hellas shares herein, if a man rob the dead of their due
and keep them from the tomb; for, if this law be enacted, it will strike dismay into the stoutest hearts. And art thou come to cast dire threats at me, while thy own folk are afraid of giving burial to the dead? What is your fear? Think you they will undermine your land
in their graves, or that they will beget children in the womb of earth, from whom shall rise an avenger? A silly waste of words, in truth it was, to show your fear of paltry groundless terrors.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
σῖγʼ, Ἄδραστʼ, ἔχε στόμα,
καὶ μὴ ʼπίπροσθεν τῶν ἐμῶν τοὺς σοὺς λόγους
θῇς· οὐ γὰρ ἥκει πρὸς σὲ κηρύσσων ὅδε,
ἀλλʼ ὡς ἔμʼ· ἡμᾶς κἀποκρίνασθαι χρεών.
καὶ πρῶτα μέν σε πρὸς τὰ πρῶτʼ ἀμείψομαι.
οὐκ οἶδʼ ἐγὼ Κρέοντα δεσπόζοντʼ ἐμοῦ
οὐδὲ σθένοντα μεῖζον, ὥστʼ ἀναγκάσαι
δρᾶν τὰς Ἀθήνας ταῦτʼ· ἄνω γὰρ ἂν ῥέοι
τὰ πράγμαθʼ οὕτως, εἰ ʼπιταξόμεσθα δή.
πόλεμον δὲ τοῦτον οὐκ ἐγὼ καθίσταμαι,
ὃς οὐδὲ σὺν τοῖσδʼ ἦλθον ἐς Κάδμου χθόνα·
νεκροὺς δὲ τοὺς θανόντας, οὐ βλάπτων πόλιν
οὐδʼ ἀνδροκμῆτας προσφέρων ἀγωνίας,
θάψαι δικαιῶ, τὸν Πανελλήνων νόμον
σῴζων. τί τούτων ἐστὶν οὐ καλῶς ἔχον;
εἰ γάρ τι καὶ πεπόνθατʼ Ἀργείων ὕπο,
τεθνᾶσιν, ἠμύνασθε πολεμίους καλῶς,
αἰσχρῶς δʼ ἐκείνοις, χἡ δίκη διοίχεται.
ἐάσατʼ ἤδη γῇ καλυφθῆναι νεκρούς,
ὅθεν δʼ ἕκαστον ἐς τὸ φῶς ἀφίκετο,
ἐνταῦθʼ ἀπελθεῖν, πνεῦμα μὲν πρὸς αἰθέρα,
τὸ σῶμα δʼ ἐς γῆν· οὔτι γὰρ κεκτήμεθα
ἡμέτερον αὐτὸ πλὴν ἐνοικῆσαι βίον,
κἄπειτα τὴν θρέψασαν αὐτὸ δεῖ λαβεῖν.
δοκεῖς κακουργεῖν Ἄργος οὐ θάπτων νεκρούς;
ἥκιστα· πάσης Ἑλλάδος κοινὸν τόδε,
εἰ τοὺς θανόντας νοσφίσας ὧν χρῆν λαχεῖν
ἀτάφους τις ἕξει· δειλίαν γὰρ ἐσφέρει
τοῖς ἀλκίμοισιν οὗτος ἢν τεθῇ νόμος.
κἀμοὶ μὲν ἦλθες δείνʼ ἀπειλήσων ἔπη,
νεκροὺς δὲ ταρβεῖτʼ, εἰ κρυβήσονται χθονί;
τί μὴ γένηται; μὴ κατασκάψωσι γῆν
ταφέντες ὑμῶν; ἢ τέκνʼ ἐν μυχῷ χθονὸς
φύσωσιν, ἐξ ὧν εἶσί τις τιμωρία;
σκαιόν γε τἀνάλωμα τῆς γλώσσης τόδε,
φόβους πονηροὺς καὶ κενοὺς δεδοικέναι.

[¶114] Go, triflers, learn the lesson of human misery;

> Greek: ἀλλʼ, ὦ μάταιοι, γνῶτε τἀνθρώπων κακά·

[¶115] our life is made up of struggles; some men there be that find their fortune soon, others have to wait, while some at once are blest. Fortune lives a dainty life; to her the wretched pays his court and homage to win her smile; her likewise doth the prosperous man extol, for fear the favouring gale
may leave him. These lessons should we take to heart, to bear with moderation, free from wrath, our wrongs, and do naught to hurt a whole city. What then? Let us, who will the pious deed perform, bury the corpses of the slain.

> Greek: παλαίσμαθʼ ἡμῶν ὁ βίος· εὐτυχοῦσι δὲ
οἳ μὲν τάχʼ, οἳ δʼ ἐσαῦθις, οἳ δʼ ἤδη βροτῶν,
τρυφᾷ δʼ ὁ δαίμων· πρός τε γὰρ τοῦ δυστυχοῦς,
ὡς εὐτυχήσῃ, τίμιος γεραίρεται,
ὅ τʼ ὄλβιός νιν πνεῦμα δειμαίνων λιπεῖν
ὑψηλὸν αἴρει. γνόντας οὖν χρεὼν τάδε
ἀδικουμένους τε μέτρια μὴ θυμῷ φέρειν
ἀδικεῖν τε τοιαῦθʼ οἷα μὴ βλάψαι πόλιν.
πῶς οὖν ἂν εἴη; τοὺς ὀλωλότας νεκροὺς
θάψαι δὸς ἡμῖν τοῖς θέλουσιν εὐσεβεῖν.

[¶116] Else is the issue clear; I will go and bury them by force. For never shall it be proclaimed through Hellas that heaven’s ancient law was set at naught, when it devolved on me and the city of Pandion.

> Greek: ἢ δῆλα τἀνθένδʼ· εἶμι καὶ θάψω βίᾳ.
οὐ γάρ ποτʼ εἰς Ἕλληνας ἐξοισθήσεται
ὡς εἰς ἔμʼ ἐλθὼν καὶ πόλιν Πανδίονος
νόμος παλαιὸς δαιμόνων διεφθάρη.

[¶117] Chorus:
Be of good cheer; for if thou preserve the light of justice,
thou shalt escape many a charge that men might urge.

> Greek: Χορός:
θάρσει· τὸ γάρ τοι τῆς Δίκης σῴζων φάος
πολλοὺς ὑπεκφύγοις ἂν ἀνθρώπων ψόγους.

[¶118] Herald:
Wilt thou that I sum up in brief all thou wouldst say?

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
βούλῃ συνάψω μῦθον ἐν βραχεῖ σέθεν;

[¶119] Theseus:
Say what thou wilt; for thou art not silent as it is.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
λέγʼ, εἴ τι βούλῃ· καὶ γὰρ οὐ σιγηλὸς εἶ.

[¶120] Herald:
Thou shalt never take the sons of Argos from our land.

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
οὐκ ἄν ποτʼ ἐκ γῆς παῖδας Ἀργείων λάβοις.

[¶121] Theseus:
Hear, then, my answer too to that, if so thou wilt.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
κἀμοῦ νυν ἀντάκουσον, εἰ βούλῃ, πάλιν.

[¶122] Herald:
I will hear thee; not that I wish it, but I must give thee thy turn.

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
κλύοιμʼ ἄν· οὐ γὰρ ἀλλὰ δεῖ δοῦναι μέρος.

[¶123] Theseus:
I will bury the dead, when from Asopus’ land I have removed them.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
θάψω νεκροὺς γῆς ἐξελὼν Ἀσωπίας.

[¶124] Herald:
First must thou adventure somewhat in the front of war.

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
ἐν ἀσπίσιν σοι πρῶτα κινδυνευτέον.

[¶125] Theseus:
Many an enterprise and of a different kind have I ere this endured.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
πολλοὺς ἔτλην δὴ χἁτέρους ἄλλους πόνους.

[¶126] Herald:
Wert thou then begotten of thy sire to cope with every foe?

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
ἦ πᾶσιν οὖν ⟨σʼ⟩ ἔφυσεν ἐξαρκεῖν πατήρ;

[¶127] Theseus:
Ay, with all wanton villains; virtue I punish not.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ὅσοι γʼ ὑβρισταί· χρηστὰ δʼ οὐ κολάζομεν.

[¶128] Herald:
To meddle is aye thy wont and thy city’s too.

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
πράσσειν σὺ πόλλʼ εἴωθας ἥ τε σὴ πόλις.

[¶129] Theseus:
Hence her enterprise on many a held hath won her frequent success.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τοιγὰρ πονοῦσα πολλὰ πόλλʼ εὐδαιμονεῖ.

[¶130] Herald:
Come then, that the warriors of the dragon-crop may catch thee in our city.

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
ἔλθʼ, ὥς σε λόγχη σπαρτὸς ἐν πόλει λάβῃ.

[¶131] Theseus:
What furious warrior-host could spring from dragon’s seed?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τίς δʼ ἐκ δράκοντος θοῦρος ἂν γένοιτʼ Ἄρης;

[¶132] Herald:
Thou shalt learn that to thy cost. As yet thou art young and rash.

> Greek: Κῆρυξ:
γνώσῃ σὺ πάσχων· νῦν δʼ ἔτʼ εἶ νεανίας.

[¶133] Theseus:
Thy boastful speech stirs not my heart at all to rage. Yet get thee gone from my land, taking with thee the idle words thou broughtest; for we are making no advance. [Exit Herald.]
’Tis time for all to start,
each stout footman, and whoso mounts the car;’tis time the bit, dripping with foam, should urge the charger on toward the land of Cadmus. For I will march in person to the seven gates thereof
with the sharp sword in my hand, and be myself my herald. But thee, Adrastus, I bid stay, nor blend with mine thy fortunes, for I will take my own good star to lead my host, a chieftain famed in famous deeds of arms. One thing alone I need, the favour of all gods that reverence right, for the presence of these things
insures victory. For their valour availeth men naught, unless they have the god’s goodwill. [Exit Theseus.
The following lines between the Semi-Choruses are chanted responsively.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
οὔτοι μʼ ἐπαρεῖς ὥστε θυμῶσαι φρένας
τοῖς σοῖσι κόμποις· ἀλλʼ ἀποστέλλου χθονός,
λόγους ματαίους οὕσπερ ἠνέγκω λαβών.
περαίνομεν γὰρ οὐδέν.
ὁρμᾶσθαι χρεὼν
πάντʼ ἄνδρʼ ὁπλίτην ἁρμάτων τʼ ἐπεμβάτην,
μοναμπύκων τε φάλαρα κινεῖσθαι στόμα
ἀφρῷ καταστάζοντα Καδμείαν χθόνα.
χωρήσομαι γὰρ ἑπτὰ πρὸς Κάδμου πύλας
αὐτὸς σίδηρον ὀξὺν ἐν χεροῖν ἔχων
αὐτός τε κῆρυξ. σοὶ δὲ προστάσσω μένειν,
Ἄδραστε, κἀμοὶ μὴ ἀναμίγνυσθαι τύχας
τὰς σάς. ἐγὼ γὰρ δαίμονος τοὐμοῦ μέτα
στρατηλατήσω καινὸς ἐν καινῷ δορί.
ἓν δεῖ μόνον μοι· τοὺς θεοὺς ἔχειν, ὅσοι
δίκην σέβονται· ταῦτα γὰρ ξυνόνθʼ ὁμοῦ
νίκην δίδωσιν. ἁρετὴ δʼ οὐδὲν λέγει
βροτοῖσιν, ἢ μὴ τὸν θεὸν χρῄζοντʼ ἔχῃ.

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[¶0] 1st Half-Chorus:
Unhappy mothers of those hapless chiefs! How wildly in my heart pale fear stirs up alarm!
2nd Half-Chorus:
What is this new cry thou utterest?

> Greek: Χορός:
— ὦ μέλεαι μελέων ματέρες λοχαγῶν,
ὥς μοι ὑφʼ ἥπατι χλωρὸν δεῖμα θάσσει —
— τίνʼ αὐδὰν τάνδε προσφέρεις νέαν;

[¶1] 1st Half-Chorus:
I fear the issue of the strife, whereto the hosts of Pallas march.

> Greek: — στράτευμα πᾷ Παλλάδος κριθήσεται;

[¶2] 2nd Half-Chorus:
Dost speak of issues of the sword, or interchange of words?

> Greek: — διὰ δορὸς εἶπας, ἢ λόγων ξυναλλαγαῖς;

[¶3] 1st Half-Chorus:
That last were gain indeed; but if the carnage of battle, fighting, and
the noise of beaten breasts again be heard in the land, what, alas! will be said of me, who am the cause thereof?

> Greek: — γένοιτʼ ἂν κέρδος· εἰ δʼ ἀρείφατοι
φόνοι μάχαι στερνοτυπεῖς τʼ ἀνὰ πτόλιν
κτύποι φανήσονται, τάλαι-
να, τίνα λόγον, τίνʼ ἂν τῶνδʼ αἰτία λάβοιμι;

[¶4] 2nd Half-Chorus:
Yet may fate again bring low the brilliant victor;’tis this brave thought that twines about my heart.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἀλλὰ τὸν εὐτυχίᾳ λαμπρὸν ἄν τις αἱροῖ
μοῖρα πάλιν· τόδε μοι θράσος ἀμφιβαίνει.

[¶5] 1st Half-Chorus:
Thou speak’st of the gods as if they were just.

> Greek: — δικαίους δαίμονας σύ γʼ ἐννέπεις.

[¶6] 2nd Half-Chorus:
For who but they allot whate’er betides?

> Greek: — τίνες γὰρ ἄλλοι νέμουσι συμφοράς;

[¶7] 1st Half-Chorus:
I see many a contradiction in their dealings with men.

> Greek: — διάφορα πολλὰ θεῶν βροτοῖσιν εἰσορῶ.

[¶8] 2nd Half-Chorus:
The former fear hath warped thy judgment. Vengeance calls vengeance forth; slaughter calls for slaughter,
but the gods give respite from affliction, holding in their own hands each thing’s allotted end.

> Greek: — φόβῳ γὰρ τῷ πάρος διόλλυσαι·
δίκα δίκαν δʼ ἐκάλεσε καὶ φόνος φόνον,
κακῶν δʼ ἀναψυχὰς θεοὶ
βροτοῖς νέμουσι, πάντων τέρμʼ ἔχοντες αὐτοί.

[¶9] 1st Half-Chorus:
Would I could reach yon plains with turrets crowned, leaving Callichorus, fountain of the goddess!
2nd Half-Chorus:
O that some god would give me wings to fly to the city of rivers twain!

> Greek: Χορός:
— τὰ καλλίπυργα πεδία πῶς ἱκοίμεθʼ ἄν,
Καλλίχορον θεᾶς ὕδωρ λιποῦσαι —
— ποτανὰν εἴ σέ τις θεῶν κτίσαι.
— διπόταμον ἵνα πόλιν μόλω.

[¶10] 1st Half-Chorus:
So might’st thou see and know the fortunes of thy friends.

> Greek: — εἰδείης ἂν φίλων εἰδείης ἂν τύχας.

[¶11] 2nd Half-Chorus:
What fate, what issue there awaits the valiant
monarch of this land?

> Greek: — τίς ποτʼ αἶσα, τίς ἄρα πότμος
ἐπιμένει τὸν ἄλκιμον
τᾶσδε γᾶς ἄνακτα;

[¶12] 1st Half-Chorus:
Once more do we invoke the gods we called upon before; yea, in our fear this is our first and chiefest trust.

> Greek: Χορός:
— κεκλημένους μὲν ἀνακαλούμεθʼ αὖ θεούς·
— ἀλλὰ φόβων πίστις ἅδε πρώτα.

[¶13] 2nd Half-Chorus:
O Zeus, father to the child the heifer-mother bore in days long past, that daughter of Inachus!

> Greek: — ἰὼ Ζεῦ, τᾶς παλαιομάτορος
παιδογόνε πόριος Ἰνάχου.

[¶14] 1st Half-Chorus:
O be gracious, I pray, and champion this city!

> Greek: — πόλει μοι ξύμμαχος γενοῦ τᾷδʼ εὐμενής.

[¶15] 2nd Half-Chorus:’Tis thy own darling, thy own settler in the city of Argos that I am striving to rescue for the funeral pyre from outrageous insult.

> Greek: — τὸ σὸν ἄγαλμα, τὸ σὸν ἵδρυμα
πόλεος, ἐκκομίζομαι
πρὸς πυρὰν ὑβρισθέν.

[¶16] Messenger:
Ladies, I bring you tidings of great joy, myself escaped—for I was taken prisoner in the battle
which cost those chieftains seven their lives near Dirce’s fount—to bear the news of Theseus’ victory. But I will save thee tedious questioning; I was the servant of Capaneus,
whom Zeus with scorching bolt to ashes burnt.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
γυναῖκες, ἥκω πόλλʼ ἔχων λέγειν φίλα,
αὐτός τε σωθείς· ᾑρέθην γὰρ ἐν μάχῃ,
ἣν οἱ θανόντων ἑπτὰ δεσποτῶν λόχοι
ἠγωνίσαντο ῥεῦμα Διρκαῖον πάρα·
νίκην τε Θησέως ἀγγελῶν. λόγου δέ σε
μακροῦ ἀποπαύσω· Καπανέως γὰρ ἦ λάτρις,
ὃν Ζεὺς κεραυνῷ πυρπόλῳ καταιθαλοῖ.

[¶17] Chorus:
Friend of friends, fair thy news of thy own return, nor less the news about Theseus; and if the host of Athens, too, is safe, welcome will all thy message be.

> Greek: Χορός:
ὦ φίλτατʼ, εὖ μὲν νόστον ἀγγέλλεις σέθεν
τήν τʼ ἀμφὶ Θησέως βάξιν· εἰ δὲ καὶ στρατὸς
σῶς ἐστʼ Ἀθηνῶν, πάντʼ ἂν ἀγγέλλοις φίλα.

[¶18] Messenger:’Tis safe, and all hath happened as I would it had befallen Adrastus
and his Argives, whom from Inachus he led, to march against the city of the Cadmeans.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
σῶς, καὶ πέπραγεν ὡς Ἄδραστος ὤφελεν
πρᾶξαι ξὺν Ἀργείοισιν, οὓς ἀπʼ Ἰνάχου
στείλας ἐπεστράτευσε Καδμείων πόλιν.

[¶19] Chorus:
How did the son of Aegeus and his fellow-warriors raise their trophy to Zeus? Tell us, for thou wert there and canst gladden us who were not.

> Greek: Χορός:
πῶς γὰρ τροπαῖα Ζηνὸς Αἰγέως τόκος
ἔστησεν οἵ τε συμμετασχόντες δορός;
λέξον· παρὼν γὰρ οὐ παρόντας εὐφρανεῖς.

[¶20] Messenger:
Bright shone the sun, one levelled line of light, upon the world, as by Electra’s gate I stood to watch, from a turret with a far outlook. And lo! I saw the host in three divisions, deploying its mail-clad warriors
on the high ground by the banks of Ismenus; this last I heard; and with them was the king himself, famous son of Aegeus; his own men, natives of old Cecropia, were ranged upon the right; while on the left,
hard by the fountain of Ares, were the dwellers by the sea, harnessed spearmen they; on either wing were posted cavalry, in equal numbers, and chariots were stationed in the shelter of Amphion’s holy tomb. Meantime, the folk of Cadmus set themselves before the walls,
placing in the rear the bodies for which they fought. Horse to horse, and car to car stood ranged. Then did the herald of Theseus cry aloud to all: “Be still, ye folk! hush, ye ranks of Cadmus,”
“hearken! we are come to fetch the bodies of the slain, wishing to bury them in observance of the universal law of Hellas; no wish have we to lengthen out the slaughter.”

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
λαμπρὰ μὲν ἀκτὶς ἡλίου, κανὼν σαφής,
ἔβαλλε γαῖαν· ἀμφὶ δʼ Ἠλέκτρας πύλας
ἔστην θεατὴς πύργον εὐαγῆ λαβών.
ὁρῶ δὲ φῦλα τρία τριῶν στρατευμάτων·
τευχεσφόρον μὲν λαὸν ἐκτείνοντʼ ἄνω
Ἰσμήνιον πρὸς ὄχθον, ὡς μὲν ἦν λόγος,
αὐτόν τʼ ἄνακτα, παῖδα κλεινὸν Αἰγέως,
καὶ τοὺς σὺν αὐτῷ, δεξιὸν τεταγμένους
κέρας, παλαιᾶς Κεκροπίας ⟨τʼ⟩ οἰκήτορας,
ἴσους ἀριθμόν· ἁρμάτων δʼ ὀχήματα
αὐτόν τε Πάραλον ἐστολισμένον δορὶ
κρήνην παρʼ αὐτὴν Ἄρεος· ἱππότην δʼ ὄχλον
πρὸς κρασπέδοισι στρατοπέδου τεταγμένον.
Κάδμου δὲ λαὸς ἧστο πρόσθε τειχέων,
νεκροὺς ὄπισθεν θέμενος, ὧν ἔκειτʼ ἀγών,
ἔνερθε σεμνῶν μνημάτων Ἀμφίονος.
ἱππεῦσι δʼ ἱππῆς ἦσαν ἀνθωπλισμένοι
τετραόροισί τʼ ἀντίʼ ἅρμαθʼ ἅρμασιν.
κῆρυξ δὲ Θησέως εἶπεν ἐς πάντας τάδε·
Σιγᾶτε, λαοί· σῖγα, Καδμείων στίχες,
ἀκούσαθʼ· ἡμεῖς ἥκομεν νεκροὺς μέτα,
θάψαι θέλοντες, τὸν Πανελλήνων νόμον
σῴζοντες, οὐδὲν δεόμενοι τεῖναι φόνον.

[¶21] Not a word would Creon let his herald answer back, but there he stood in silence under arms. Then did the drivers of the four-horse cars
begin the fray; on, past each other they drave their chariots, bringing the warriors at their sides up into line. Some fought with swords, some wheeled the horses back to the fray again for those they drove.

> Greek: κοὐδὲν Κρέων τοῖσδʼ ἀντεκήρυξεν λόγοις,
ἀλλʼ ἧστʼ ἐφʼ ὅπλοις σῖγα. ποιμένες δʼ ὄχων
τετραόρων κατῆρχον ἐντεῦθεν μάχης·
πέραν δὲ διελάσαντες ἀλλήλων ὄχους,
παραιβάτας ἔστησαν ἐς τάξιν δορός.
χοἳ μὲν σιδήρῳ διεμάχονθʼ, οἳ δʼ ἔστρεφον
πώλους ἐς ἀλκὴν αὖθις ἐς παραιβάτας.

[¶22] Now when Phorbas, who captained the cavalry of the Erechthidae, saw the thronging chariots, he and they who had the charge of the Theban horse met hand to hand, and by turns were victors and vanquished. The many horrors happening there I saw, not merely heard about, for I was at the spot
where the chariots and their riders met and fought, but which to tell of first I know not,—the clouds of dust that mounted to the sky, the warriors tangled in the reins and dragged this way and that,
the streams of crimson gore, when men fell dead, or when, from shattered chariot-seats, they tumble headlong to the ground, and, mid the splinters of their cars, gave up the ghost. But Creon, when he marked our cavalry’s success on one wing,
caught up a shield and rushed into the fray, ere that despondency should seize his men; but not for that did Theseus recoil in fear; no! snatching up at once his glittering harness he hied him on. And the twain, clashing their shields together as they met in the midst of the assembled host,
were dealing death and courting it, shouting loudly each to his fellow the battle-cry: “Slay, and with thy spear strike home against the sons of Erechtheus.” Fierce foes to cope with were the warriors whom the dragon’s teeth to manhood reared; so fierce, they broke
our left wing, albeit theirs was routed by our right and put to flight, so that the struggle was evenly balanced. Here again our chief deserved all praise, for this success was not the only advantage he gained; no! next he sought that part of his army which was wavering;

> Greek: ἰδὼν δὲ Φόρβας, ὃς μοναμπύκων ἄναξ
ἦν τοῖς Ἐρεχθείδαισιν, ἁρμάτων ὄχλον,
οἵ τʼ αὖ τὸ Κάδμου διεφύλασσον ἱππικόν,
συνῆψαν ἀλκὴν κἀκράτουν ἡσσῶντό τε.
λεύσσων δὲ ταῦτα κοὐ κλύων — ἐκεῖ γὰρ ἦ
ἔνθʼ ἅρματʼ ἠγωνίζεθʼ οἵ τʼ ἐπεμβάται —
τἀκεῖ παρόντα πολλὰ πήματʼ, οὐκ ἔχω
τί πρῶτον εἴπω, πότερα τὴν ἐς οὐρανὸν
κόνιν προσαντέλλουσαν, ὡς πολλὴ παρῆν,
ἢ τοὺς ἄνω τε καὶ κάτω φορουμένους
ἱμᾶσιν, αἵματός τε φοινίου ῥοάς,
τῶν μὲν πιτνόντων, τῶν δὲ θραυσθέντων δίφρων
ἐς κρᾶτα πρὸς γῆν ἐκκυβιστώντων βίᾳ
πρὸς ἁρμάτων τʼ ἀγαῖσι λειπόντων βίον;
νικῶντα δʼ ἵπποις ὡς ὑπείδετο στρατὸν
Κρέων τὸν ἐνθένδʼ, ἰτέαν λαβὼν χερὶ
χωρεῖ, πρὶν ἐλθεῖν ξυμμάχοις δυσθυμίαν.
καὶ συμπατάξαντες μέσον πάντα στρατὸν
ἔκτεινον ἐκτείνοντο, καὶ παρηγγύων
κελευσμὸν ἀλλήλοισι σὺν πολλῇ βοῇ·
Θεῖνʼ· ἀντέρειδε τοῖς Ἐρεχθείδαις δόρυ.
καὶ μὴν τὰ Θησέως γʼ οὐκ ὄκνῳ διεφθάρη,
ἀλλʼ ἵετʼ εὐθὺς λάμπρʼ ἀναρπάσας ὅπλα·
λόχος δʼ ὀδόντων ὄφεος ἐξηνδρωμένος
δεινὸς παλαιστὴς ἦν· ἔκλινε γὰρ κέρας
τὸ λαιὸν ἡμῶν· δεξιοῦ δʼ ἡσσώμενον
φεύγει τὸ κείνων· ἦν δʼ ἀγὼν ἰσόρροπος.
κἀν τῷδε τὸν στρατηγὸν αἰνέσαι παρῆν·
οὐ γὰρ τὸ νικῶν τοῦτʼ ἐκέρδαινεν μόνον,
ἀλλʼ ᾤχετʼ ἐς τὸ κάμνον οἰκείου στρατοῦ.

[¶23] and loud he called to them, that the earth rang again, “My sons, if ye cannot restrain the earth-born warriors’ stubborn spear, the cause of Pallas is lost.” His word inspired new courage in all the Danaid host. Therewith himself did seize a fearsome mace, weapon of Epidaurian warfare,
and swung it to and fro, and with that club, as with a sickle, he shore off necks and heads and helmets thereupon. Scarce even then they turned them- selves to fly. For joy cried I, and danced
and clapped my hands; while to the gates they ran. Throughout the town echoed the shrieks of young and old, as they crowded the temples in terror. But Theseus, when he might have come inside the walls, held back his men, for he had not come, said he,
to sack the town, but to ask for the bodies of the dead.

> Greek: ἔρρηξε δʼ αὐδήν, ὥσθʼ ὑπηχῆσαι χθόνα·
Ὦ παῖδες, εἰ μὴ σχήσετε στερρὸν δόρυ
σπαρτῶν τόδʼ ἀνδρῶν, οἴχεται τὰ Παλλάδος.
θάρσος δʼ ἐνῶρσε παντὶ Κραναϊδῶν στρατῷ.
αὐτός θʼ ὅπλισμα τοὐπιδαύριον λαβὼν
δεινῆς κορύνης διαφέρων ἐσφενδόνα
ὁμοῦ τραχήλους κἀπικείμενον κάρα,
κυνέας θερίζων κἀποκαυλίζων ξύλῳ.
μόλις δέ πως ἔτρεψαν ἐς φυγὴν πόδα.
ἐγὼ δʼ ἀνηλάλαξα κἀνωρχησάμην
κἄκρουσα χεῖρας. οἳ δʼ ἔτεινον ἐς πύλας.
βοὴ δὲ καὶ κωκυτὸς ἦν ἀνὰ πτόλιν
νέων γερόντων, ἱερά τʼ ἐξεπίμπλασαν
φόβῳ. παρὸν δὲ τειχέων ἔσω μολεῖν,
Θησεὺς ἐπέσχεν· οὐ γὰρ ὡς πέρσων πόλιν
μολεῖν ἔφασκεν, ἀλλʼ ἀπαιτήσων νεκρούς.

[¶24] Such the general men should choose, one who shows his bravery in danger, yet hates the pride of those that in their hour of fortune lose the bliss they might have enjoyed,
through seeking to scale the ladder’s topmost step.

> Greek: τοιόνδε τὸν στρατηγὸν αἱρεῖσθαι χρεών,
ὃς ἔν τε τοῖς δεινοῖσίν ἐστιν ἄλκιμος
μισεῖ θʼ ὑβριστὴν λαόν, ὃς πράσσων καλῶς
ἐς ἄκρα βῆναι κλιμάκων ἐνήλατα
ζητῶν ἀπώλεσʼ ὄλβον ᾧ χρῆσθαι παρῆν.

[¶25] Chorus:
Now do I believe in the gods after seeing this unexpected day, and I feel my woes are lighter now that these have paid their penalty.

> Greek: Χορός:
νῦν τήνδʼ ἄελπτον ἡμέραν ἰδοῦσʼ ἐγὼ
θεοὺς νομίζω, καὶ δοκῶ τῆς συμφορᾶς
ἔχειν ἔλασσον, τῶνδε τεισάντων δίκην.

[¶26] Adrastus:
O Zeus, why do men assert the wisdom of the wretched
human race? On thee we all depend, and all we do is only what thou listest. We thought our Argos irresistible, ourselves a young and lusty host, and so when Eteocles was for making terms,
in spite of his fair offer we would not accept them, and so we perished. Then in their turn those foolish folk of Cadmus, to fortune raised, like some beggar with his newly-gotten wealth, waxed wanton, and, waxing so, were ruined in their turn. Ye foolish sons of men! who strain your bow like men who shoot
beyond their mark, and only by suffering many evils as ye deserve, though deaf to friends, yet yield to circumstances; ye cities likewise, though ye might by parley end your mischief, yet ye choose the sword instead of reason to settle all disputes.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ὦ Ζεῦ, τί δῆτα τοὺς ταλαιπώρους βροτοὺς
φρονεῖν λέγουσι; σοῦ γὰρ ἐξηρτήμεθα
δρῶμέν τε τοιαῦθʼ ἃν σὺ τυγχάνῃς θέλων.
ἡμῖν γὰρ ἦν τό τʼ Ἄργος οὐχ ὑποστατόν,
αὐτοί τε πολλοὶ καὶ νέοι βραχίοσιν·
Ἐτεοκλέους τε σύμβασιν ποιουμένου,
μέτρια θέλοντος, οὐκ ἐχρῄζομεν λαβεῖν,
κἄπειτʼ ἀπωλόμεσθα. ὁ δʼ αὖ τότʼ εὐτυχής,
λαβὼν πένης ὣς ἀρτίπλουτα χρήματα,
ὕβριζʼ, ὑβρίζων τʼ αὖθις ἀνταπώλετο
Κάδμου κακόφρων λαός. ὦ καιροῦ πέρα
τὸ τόξον ἐντείνοντες· ὦ κενοὶ βροτῶν,
καὶ πρὸς δίκης γε πολλὰ πάσχοντες κακά,
φίλοις μὲν οὐ πείθεσθε, τοῖς δὲ πράγμασιν·
πόλεις τʼ, ἔχουσαι διὰ λόγου κάμψαι κακά,
φόνῳ καθαιρεῖσθʼ, οὐ λόγῳ, τὰ πράγματα.

[¶27] But wherefore these reflections? This I fain would learn, the way thou didst escape; and after that I will ask thee of the rest.

> Greek: ἀτὰρ τί ταῦτα; κεῖνο βούλομαι μαθεῖν,
πῶς ἐξεσώθης· εἶτα τἄλλʼ ἐρήσομαι.

[¶28] Messenger:
During the uproar which prevailed in the city owing to the battle, I passed the gates, just as the host had entered them.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
ἐπεὶ ταραγμὸς πόλιν ἐκίνησεν δορί,
πύλας διῆλθον, ᾗπερ εἰσῄει στρατός.

[¶29] Adrastus:
Are ye bringing the bodies, for the which the strife arose?

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ὧν δʼ οὕνεχʼ ἁγὼν ἦν, νεκροὺς κομίζετε;

[¶30] Messenger:
Ay, each of the seven chiefs who led their famous hosts.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
ὅσοι γε κλεινοῖς ἕπτʼ ἐφέστασαν δόμοις.

[¶31] Adrastus:
What sayest thou? the rest who fell—say, where are they?

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
πῶς φῄς; ὁ δʼ ἄλλος ποῦ κεκμηκότων ὄχλος;

[¶32] Messenger:
They have found burial in the dells of Cithseron.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
τάφῳ δέδονται πρὸς Κιθαιρῶνος πτυχαῖς.

[¶33] Adrastus:
On this or that side of the mount? And who did bury them?

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
τοὐκεῖθεν ἢ τοὐνθένδε; τίς δʼ ἔθαψέ νιν;

[¶34] Messenger:
Theseus buried them ’neath the shadow of Eleutherae’s cliff.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
Θησεύς, σκιώδης ἔνθʼ Ἐλευθερὶς πέτρα.

[¶35] Adrastus:
Where didst thou leave the dead he hath not buried?

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
οὓς δʼ οὐκ ἔθαψε ποῦ νεκροὺς ἥκεις λιπών;

[¶36] Messenger:
Not far away; earnest haste makes every goal look close.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
ἐγγύς· πέλας γὰρ πᾶν ὅ τι σπουδάζεται.

[¶37] Adrastus:
No doubt in sorrow slaves would gather them from the carnage.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἦ που πικρῶς νιν θέραπες ἦγον ἐκ φόνου;

[¶38] Messenger:
Slaves! not one of them was set to do this toil.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
οὐδεὶς ἐπέστη τῷδε δοῦλος ὢν πόνῳ.

[¶39] Adrastus:
…

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
…

[¶40] Messenger:
Thou wouldst say so, hadst thou been there to see his loving tendance of the dead.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
φαίης ἄν, εἰ παρῆσθʼ ὅτʼ ἠγάπα νεκρούς.

[¶41] Adrastus:
Did he himself wash the bloody wounds of the hapless youths?

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἔνιψεν αὐτὸς τῶν ταλαιπώρων σφαγάς;

[¶42] Messenger:
Ay, and strewed their biers and wrapped them in their shrouds.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
κἄστρωσέ γʼ εὐνὰς κἀκάλυψε σώματα.

[¶43] Adrastus:
An awful burden this, involving some disgrace.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
δεινὸν μὲν ἦν βάσταγμα κᾀσχύνην ἔχον.

[¶44] Messenger:
Why, what disgrace to men are their fellows’ sorrows?

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
τί δʼ αἰσχρὸν ἀνθρώποισι τἀλλήλων κακά;

[¶45] Adrastus:
Ah me! how much rather had I died with them!

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
οἴμοι· πόσῳ σφιν συνθανεῖν ἂν ἤθελον.

[¶46] Messenger:’Tis vain to weep and move to tears these women.

> Greek: Ἄγγελος:
ἄκραντʼ ὀδύρῃ ταῖσδέ τʼ ἐξάγεις δάκρυ.

[¶47] Adrastus:
Methinks ’tis they who give the lesson. Enough of that! My hands I lift at meeting of the dead, and pour forth a tearful dirge to Hades, calling on my friends,
whose loss I mourn in wretched solitude; for this one thing, when once ’tis spent, man cannot recover, the breath of life, though he knoweth ways to get his wealth again.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
δοκῶ μέν, αὐταί γʼ εἰσὶν αἱ διδάσκαλοι.
ἀλλʼ εἶἑν· αἴρω χεῖρʼ ἀπαντήσας νεκροῖς
Ἅιδου τε μολπὰς ἐκχέω δακρυρρόους,
φίλους προσαυδῶν, ὧν λελειμμένος τάλας
ἔρημα κλαίω· τοῦτο γὰρ μόνον βροτοῖς
οὐκ ἔστι τἀνάλωμʼ ἀναλωθὲν λαβεῖν,
ψυχὴν βροτείαν· χρημάτων δʼ εἰσὶν πόροι.

[¶48] Chorus:
Joy is here and sorrow too,—
for the state fair fame, and for our captains double meed of honour. Bitter for me it is to see the limbs of my dead sons, and yet a welcome sight withal, because I shall behold the unexpected day
after sorrow’s cup was full.

> Greek: Χορός:
— τὰ μὲν εὖ, τὰ δὲ δυστυχῆ.
πόλει μὲν εὐδοξία
καὶ στρατηλάταις δορὸς
διπλάζεται τιμά·
ἐμοὶ δὲ παίδων μὲν εἰσιδεῖν μέλη
πικρόν, καλὸν θέαμα δʼ, εἴπερ ὄψομαι,
τὰν ἄελπτον ἁμέραν
ἰδοῦσα, πάντων μέγιστον ἄλγος.

[¶49] Chorus:
Would that Father Time had kept me unwed from my youth up e’en till now when I am old! What need had I of children?

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἄγαμόν μʼ ἔτι δεῦρʼ ἀεὶ
Χρόνος παλαιὸς πατὴρ
ὤφελʼ ἁμερᾶν κτίσαι.
τί γάρ μʼ ἔδει παίδων;

[¶50] Methinks I should not have suffered excessively, had I never borne the marriage-yoke; but now I have my sorrow full in view, the loss of children dear.

> Greek: τὸ μὲν γὰρ ἤλπιζον ἂν πεπονθέναι
πάθος περισσόν, εἰ γάμων ἀπεζύγην,
νῦν δʼ ὁρῶ σαφέστατον
κακόν, τέκνων φιλτάτων στερεῖσα.

[¶51] Chorus:
Lo! I see the bodies
of the fallen youths. Woe is me! would I could join these children in their death and descend to Hades with them!

> Greek: Χορός:
ἀλλὰ τάδʼ ἤδη σώματα λεύσσω
τῶν οἰχομένων παίδων· μελέα
πῶς ἂν ὀλοίμην σὺν τοῖσδε τέκνοις
κοινὸν ἐς Ἅιδην καταβᾶσα;

[¶52] Adrastus:
Mothers, raise the wail for the dead departed;
cry in answer when ye hear my note of woe.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
στεναγμόν, ὦ ματέρες,
τῶν κατὰ χθονὸς νεκρῶν
ἀύσατʼ ἀπύσατʼ ἀντίφωνʼ ἐμῶν
στεναγμάτων κλύουσαι.

[¶53] Chorus:
My sons, my sons! O bitter words for loving mothers to address to you! To thee, my lifeless child, I call.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ὦ παῖδες, ὦ πικρὸν φίλων
προσηγόρημα ματέρων,
προσαυδῶ σε τὸν θανόντα.

[¶54] Adrastus:
Woe! woe!

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἰὼ ἰώ.

[¶55] Chorus:
Ah me, my sufferings!

> Greek: Χορός:
τῶν γʼ ἐμῶν κακῶν ἐγώ.

[¶56] Adrastus:
Alas!

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
αἰαῖ.

[¶57] Chorus:
…

> Greek: Χορός:
…

[¶58] Adrastus:
We have endured, alas!—

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἐπάθομεν ὤ …

[¶59] Chorus:
Sorrows most grievous.

> Greek: Χορός:
τὰ κύντατʼ ἄλγη κακῶν.

[¶60] Adrastus:
O citizens of Argos! do ye not behold my fate?

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ὦ πόλις Ἀργεία, τὸν ἐμὸν πότμον οὐκ ἐσορᾶτε;

[¶61] Chorus:
They see thee, and me the hapless mother,
reft of her children.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ὁρῶσι κἀμὲ τὰν τάλαι-
ναν, τέκνων ἄπαιδα.

[¶62] Adrastus:
Bring near the blood-boltered corpses of those hapless chiefs, foully slain by foes unworthy, with whom lay the decision of the contest.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
προσάγετε ⟨τῶν⟩ δυσπότμων
σώμαθʼ αἱματοσταγῆ,
σφαγέντας οὐκ ἄξιʼ οὐδʼ ὑπʼ ἀξίων,
ἐν οἷς ἀγὼν ἐκράνθη.

[¶63] Chorus:
Let me embrace and hold my children to my bosom in my enfolding arms.

> Greek: Χορός:
— δόθʼ, ὡς περιπτυχαῖσι δὴ
χέρας προσαρμόσασʼ ἐμοῖς
ἐν ἀγκῶσι τέκνα θῶμαι.

[¶64] Adrastus:
There, there! thou hast—

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἔχεις ἔχεις.

[¶65] Chorus:
Sorrows heavy enough to bear.

> Greek: Χορός:
— πημάτων γʼ ἅλις βάρος.

[¶66] Adrastus:
Ah me!

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
αἰαῖ.

[¶67] Chorus:
Thy groans mingle with those of their parents.

> Greek: Χορός:
τοῖς τεκοῦσι δʼ οὐ λέγεις;

[¶68] Adrastus:
Hear me.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἀίετέ μου.

[¶69] Chorus:
O’er both of us thou dost lament.

> Greek: Χορός:
στένεις ἐπʼ ἀμφοῖν ἄχη.

[¶70] Adrastus:
Would God the Theban ranks had laid me dead in the dust!

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
εἴθε με Καδμείων ἔναρον στίχες ἐν κονίαισιν.

[¶71] Chorus:
Oh that I had ne’er been wedded to a husband!

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἐμὸν δὲ μήποτʼ ἐζύγη
δέμας ἐς ἀνδρὸς εὐνάν.

[¶72] Adrastus:
Behold this sea of troubles!
Ah! hapless mothers.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἴδετε κακῶν πέλαγος, ὦ
ματέρες τάλαιναι τέκνων.

[¶73] Chorus:
Our nails have ploughed our cheeks in furrows, and o’er our heads have we strewn ashes.

> Greek: Χορός:
— κατὰ μὲν ὄνυξιν ἠλοκίσμεθʼ, ἀμφὶ δὲ
σποδὸν κάρᾳ κεχύμεθα.

[¶74] Adrastus:
Ah me! ah me! Oh that earth’s floor would swallow me,
or the whirlwind snatch me away, or Zeus’s flaming bolt descend upon my head!

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἰὼ ἰώ μοί μοι·
κατά με πέδον γᾶς ἕλοι,
διὰ δὲ θύελλα σπάσαι,
πυρός τε φλογμὸς ὁ Διὸς ἐν κάρᾳ πέσοι.

[¶75] Chorus:
Bitter the marriages thou didst witness, bitter the oracle of Phoebus!

> Greek: Χορός:
— πικροὺς ἐσεῖδες γάμους,
πικρὰν δὲ Φοίβου φάτιν·

[¶76] The curse of Oedipus, fraught with sorrow, after desolating his house, is come on thee.

> Greek: ἔρημά σʼ ἁ πολύστονος Οἰδιπόδα
δώματα λιποῦσʼ ἦλθʼ Ἐρινύς.

[¶77] Theseus:
I meant to question thee when thou wert venting thy lamentations to the host, but I will let it pass; yet, though I dropped the matter then
and left it alone, I now do ask Adrastus, Of what lineage sprang those youths, to shine so bright in chivalry? Tell it to our younger citizens of thy fuller wisdom, for thou art skilled to know. Myself beheld their daring deeds, too high for words to tell,
whereby they thought to capture Thebes. One question will I spare thee, lest I provoke thy laughter; the foe that each of them encountered in the fray, the spear from which each received his death-wound. These be idle tales alike for those who hear
or him who speaks, that any man amid the fray, when clouds of darts are hurtling before his eyes, should declare for certain who each champion is. I could not ask such questions, nor yet believe those who dare assert the like;

> Greek: Θησεύς:
μέλλων σʼ ἐρωτᾶν, ἡνίκʼ ἐξήντλεις στρατῷ
γόους, ἀφήσω· τοὺς ἐκεῖ μὲν ἐκλιπὼν
εἴασα μύθους, νῦν δʼ Ἄδραστον εἰσορῶ·
πόθεν ποθʼ οἵδε διαπρεπεῖς εὐψυχίᾳ
θνητῶν ἔφυσαν; εἰπέ γʼ ὡς σοφώτερος
νέοισιν ἀστῶν τῶνδʼ· ἐπιστήμων γὰρ εἶ.
εἶδον γὰρ αὐτῶν κρείσσονʼ ἢ λέξαι λόγῳ
τολμήμαθʼ, οἷς ἤλπιζον αἱρήσειν πόλιν.
ἓν δʼ οὐκ ἐρήσομαί σε, μὴ γέλωτʼ ὄφλω,
ὅτῳ ξυνέστη τῶνδʼ ἕκαστος ἐν μάχῃ
ἢ τραῦμα λόγχης πολεμίων ἐδέξατο.
κενοὶ γὰρ οὗτοι τῶν τʼ ἀκουόντων λόγοι
καὶ τοῦ λέγοντος, ὅστις ἐν μάχῃ βεβὼς
λόγχης ἰούσης πρόσθεν ὀμμάτων πυκνῆς
σαφῶς ἀπήγγειλʼ ὅστις ἐστὶν ἁγαθός.
οὐκ ἂν δυναίμην οὔτʼ ἐρωτῆσαι τάδε
οὔτʼ αὖ πιθέσθαι τοῖσι τολμῶσιν λέγειν·

[¶78] for when a man is face to face with the foe, he scarce can see even that which ’tis his bounden duty to observe.

> Greek: μόλις γὰρ ἄν τις αὐτὰ τἀναγκαῖʼ ὁρᾶν
δύναιτʼ ἂν ἑστὼς πολεμίοις ἐναντίος.

[¶79] Adrastus:
Hearken then. For in giving this task to me thou findest a willing eulogist of friends, whose praise I would declare in all truth and sincerity.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἄκουε δή νυν· καὶ γὰρ οὐκ ἄκοντί μοι
δίδως ἔπαινον ὧν ἔγωγε βούλομαι
φίλων ἀληθῆ καὶ δίκαιʼ εἰπεῖν πέρι.

[¶80] Dost see yon corpse by Zeus’s bolt transfixed? That is Capaneus; though he had ample wealth, yet was he the last to boast of his prosperity; nor would he ever vaunt himself above a poorer neighbour, but shunned the man whose sumptuous board had puffed him up too high
and made him scorn mere competence, for he held that virtue lies not in greedy gluttony, but that moderate means suffice. True friend was he, alike to present or to absent friends the same; of such the number is not great. His was a guileless character,
a courteous address, that left no promise unperformed either towards his own household or his fellow-citizens. The next I name is Eteocles; a master he of other kinds of excellence; young, nor richly dowered with store, yet high in honour in the Argive land.

> Greek: ὁρᾷς τὸν ἁβρόν, οὗ βέλος διέπτατο;
Καπανεὺς ὅδʼ ἐστίν· ᾧ βίος μὲν ἦν πολύς,
ἥκιστα δʼ ὄλβῳ γαῦρος ἦν· φρόνημα δὲ
οὐδέν τι μεῖζον εἶχεν ἢ πένης ἀνήρ,
φεύγων τραπέζαις ὅστις ἐξογκοῖτʼ ἄγαν
τἀρκοῦντʼ ἀτίζων· οὐ γὰρ ἐν γαστρὸς βορᾷ
τὸ χρηστὸν εἶναι, μέτρια δʼ ἐξαρκεῖν ἔφη.
φίλοις τʼ ἀληθὴς ἦν φίλος, παροῦσί τε
καὶ μὴ παροῦσιν· ὧν ἀριθμὸς οὐ πολύς.
ἀψευδὲς ἦθος, εὐπροσήγορον στόμα,
ἄκραντον οὐδὲν οὔτʼ ἐς οἰκέτας ἔχων
οὔτʼ ἐς πολίτας. τὸν δὲ δεύτερον λέγω
Ἐτέοκλον, ἄλλην χρηστότητʼ ἠσκηκότα·
νεανίας ἦν τῷ βίῳ μὲν ἐνδεής,
πλείστας δὲ τιμὰς ἔσχʼ ἐν Ἀργείᾳ χθονί.

[¶81] And though his friends oft offered gifts of gold, he would not have it in his house, to make his character its slave by taking wealth’s yoke upon him. Not his city, but those that sinned against her did he hate, for a city is no wise to be blamed
if it get an evil name by reason of an evil governor.

> Greek: φίλων δὲ χρυσὸν πολλάκις δωρουμένων
οὐκ εἰσεδέξατʼ οἶκον ὥστε τοὺς τρόπους
δούλους παρασχεῖν χρημάτων ζευχθεὶς ὕπο.
τοὺς δʼ ἐξαμαρτάνοντας, οὐχὶ τὴν πόλιν
ἤχθαιρʼ· ἐπεί τοι κοὐδὲν αἰτία πόλις
κακῶς κλύουσα διὰ κυβερνήτην κακόν.

[¶82] Such another was Hippomedon, third of all this band; from his very boyhood he refrained from turning towards the allurements of the Muses, to lead a life of ease; his home was in the fields, and gladly would he school his nature to hardships
with a view to manliness, aye hasting to the chase, rejoicing in his steeds or straining of his bow, because he would make himself of use unto his state. Next behold the huntress Atalanta’s son, Parthenopaeus, a youth of peerless beauty;
from Arcady he came even to the streams of Inachus, and in Argos spent his boyhood. There, when he grew to man’s estate, first, as is the duty of strangers settled in another land, he showed no pique or jealousy against the state, became no quibbler, chiefest source of annoyance
citizen or stranger can give, but took his stand amid the host, and fought for Argos as he were her own son, glad at heart whenso the city prospered, deeply grieved if e’er reverses came; many a lover though he had midst men and maids,
yet was he careful to avoid offence.

> Greek: ὁ δʼ αὖ τρίτος τῶνδʼ Ἱππομέδων τοιόσδʼ ἔφυ·
παῖς ὢν ἐτόλμησʼ εὐθὺς οὐ πρὸς ἡδονὰς
Μουσῶν τραπέσθαι πρὸς τὸ μαλθακὸν βίου,
ἀγροὺς δὲ ναίων, σκληρὰ τῇ φύσει διδοὺς
ἔχαιρε πρὸς τἀνδρεῖον, ἔς τʼ ἄγρας ἰὼν
ἵπποις τε χαίρων τόξα τʼ ἐντείνων χεροῖν,
πόλει παρασχεῖν σῶμα χρήσιμον θέλων.
ὁ τῆς κυναγοῦ δʼ ἄλλος Ἀταλάντης γόνος
[παῖς] Παρθενοπαῖος, εἶδος ἐξοχώτατος,
Ἀρκὰς μὲν ἦν, ἐλθὼν δʼ ἐπʼ Ἰνάχου ῥοὰς
παιδεύεται κατʼ Ἄργος. ἐκτραφεὶς δʼ ἐκεῖ
πρῶτον μέν, ὡς χρὴ τοὺς μετοικοῦντας ξένους,
λυπηρὸς οὐκ ἦν οὐδʼ ἐπίφθονος πόλει
οὐδʼ ἐξεριστὴς τῶν λόγων, ὅθεν βαρὺς
μάλιστʼ ἂν εἴη δημότης τε καὶ ξένος.
λόχοις δʼ ἐνεστὼς ὥσπερ Ἀργεῖος γεγὼς
ἤμυνε χώρᾳ, χὡπότʼ εὖ πράσσοι πόλις,
ἔχαιρε, λυπρῶς δʼ ἔφερεν, εἴ τι δυστυχοῖ.
πολλοὺς δʼ ἐραστὰς κἀπὸ θηλειῶν ὅσας
ἔχων ἐφρούρει μηδὲν ἐξαμαρτάνειν.

[¶83] Of Tydeus next the lofty praise I will express in brief; no brilliant spokesman he, but a clever craftsman in the art of war, with many a shrewd device; inferior in judgment to his brother Meleager,
yet through his warrior skill lending his name to equal praise, for he had found in arms a perfect science; his was an ambitious nature, a spirit rich in store of deeds, with words less fully dowered. From this account then wonder not,
Theseus, that they dared to die before the towers; for noble nurture carries honour with it, and every man, when once he hath practised virtue, scorns the name of villain. Courage may be learnt, for even a babe doth learn
to speak and hear things it cannot comprehend; and whatso’er a child hath learnt, this it is his wont to treasure up till he is old. So train up your children in a virtuous way.

> Greek: Τυδέως δʼ ἔπαινον ἐν βραχεῖ θήσω μέγαν·
[οὐκ ἐν λόγοις ἦν λαμπρός, ἀλλʼ ἐν ἀσπίδι]
[δεινὸς σοφιστής, πολλά τʼ ἐξευρεῖν σοφά.]
[γνώμῃ δʼ ἀδελφοῦ Μελεάγρου λελειμμένος,]
[ἴσον παρέσχεν ὄνομα διὰ τέχνης δορός,]
[εὑρὼν ἀκριβῆ μουσικὴν ἐν ἀσπίδι·]
φιλότιμον ἦθος πλούσιον, φρόνημα δὲ
ἐν τοῖσιν ἔργοις, οὐχὶ τοῖς λόγοις, ἴσον.
ἐκ τῶνδε μὴ θαύμαζε τῶν εἰρημένων,
Θησεῦ, πρὸ πύργων τούσδε τολμῆσαι θανεῖν.
τὸ γὰρ τραφῆναι μὴ κακῶς αἰδῶ φέρει·
αἰσχύνεται δὲ τἀγάθʼ ἀσκήσας ἀνὴρ
κακὸς γενέσθαι πᾶς τις. ἡ δʼ εὐανδρία
διδακτός, εἴπερ καὶ βρέφος διδάσκεται
λέγειν ἀκούειν θʼ ὧν μάθησιν οὐκ ἔχει.
ἃ δʼ ἂν μάθῃ τις, ταῦτα σῴζεσθαι φιλεῖ
πρὸς γῆρας. οὕτω παῖδας εὖ παιδεύετε.

[¶84] Chorus:
Alas! my son, to sorrow I bare thee and carried thee within my womb,
enduring the pangs of travail; but now Hades takes the fruit of all my hapless toil, and I that; had a son am left, ah me! with none to nurse my age.

> Greek: Χορός:
ἰὼ τέκνον, δυστυχῆ σʼ
ἔτρεφον, ἔφερον ὑφʼ ἥπατος
πόνους ἐνεγκοῦσʼ ἐν ὠδῖσι· καὶ
νῦν Ἅιδας τὸν ἐμὸν
ἔχει μόχθον ἀθλίας,
ἐγὼ δὲ γηροβοσκὸν οὐκ ἔχω, τεκοῦσʼ
ἁ τάλαινα παῖδα.

[¶85] Theseus:
As for the noble son of Oecleus, him, while yet he lived, the gods snatched hence to the bowels of the earth, and. his chariot too, manifestly blessing him; while I myself may truthfully tell the praises of the son of Oedipus, that is, Polynices,
for he was my guest-friend ere he left the town of Cadmus and crossed to Argos in voluntary exile. But dost thou know what I would have thee do in this matter?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
καὶ μὴν τὸν Οἰκλέους γε γενναῖον τόκον
θεοὶ ζῶντʼ ἀναρπάσαντες ἐς μυχοὺς χθονὸς
αὐτοῖς τεθρίπποις εὐλογοῦσιν ἐμφανῶς·
τὸν Οἰδίπου τε παῖδα, Πολυνείκην λέγω,
ἡμεῖς ἐπαινέσαντες οὐ ψευδοίμεθʼ ἄν.
ξένος γὰρ ἦν μοι πρὶν λιπὼν Κάδμου πόλιν
φυγῇ πρὸς Ἄργος διαβαλεῖν αὐθαίρετος.
ἀλλʼ οἶσθʼ ὃ δρᾶσαι βούλομαι τούτων πέρι;

[¶86] Adrastus:
I know naught save this,—to yield obedience to thy hests.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
οὐκ οἶδα πλὴν ἕν, σοῖσι πείθεσθαι λόγοις.

[¶87] Theseus:
As for yon Capaneus, stricken by the bolt of Zeus—

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τὸν μὲν Διὸς πληγέντα Καπανέα πυρὶ …

[¶88] Adrastus:
Wilt bury him apart as a consecrated corpse?

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἦ χωρὶς ἱερὸν ὡς νεκρὸν θάψαι θέλεις;

[¶89] Theseus:
Even so; but all the rest on one funeral pyre.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ναί· τοὺς δέ γʼ ἄλλους πάντας ἐν μιᾷ πυρᾷ.

[¶90] Adrastus:
Where wilt thou set the tomb apart for him?

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ποῦ δῆτα θήσεις μνῆμα τῷδε χωρίσας;

[¶91] Theseus:
Here near this temple have I builded him a sepulchre.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
αὐτοῦ παρʼ οἴκους τούσδε συμπήξας τάφον.

[¶92] Adrastus:
Thy thralls forthwith must undertake this toil.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
οὗτος μὲν ἤδη δμωσὶν ἂν μέλοι πόνος.

[¶93] Theseus:
Myself will look to those others; let the biers advance.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ἡμῖν δέ γʼ οἵδε· στειχέτω δʼ ἄχθη νεκρῶν.

[¶94] Adrastus:
Approach your sons, unhappy mothers.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
ἴτʼ, ὦ τάλαιναι μητέρες, τέκνων πέλας.

[¶95] Theseus:
This thy proposal, Adrastus, is anything but good.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ἥκιστʼ, Ἄδραστε, τοῦτο πρόσφορον λέγεις.

[¶96] Adrastus:
Must not the mothers touch their sons?

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
πῶς; τὰς τεκούσας οὐ χρεὼν ψαῦσαι τέκνων;

[¶97] Theseus:
It would kill them to see how they are altered.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ὄλοιντʼ ἰδοῦσαι τούσδʼ ἂν ἠλλοιωμένους.

[¶98] Adrastus:’Tis bitter, truly, to see the dead even at the moment of death.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
πικρὰ γὰρ ὄψις αἷμα κὠτειλαὶ νεκρῶν.

[¶99] Theseus:
Why then wilt thou add fresh grief to them?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τί δῆτα λύπην ταῖσδε προσθεῖναι θέλεις;

[¶100] Adrastus:
Thou art right. Ye needs must patiently abide, for the words of Theseus are good. But when we have committed them unto the flames, ye shall collect their bones. O wretched sons of men!
Why do ye get you weapons and bring slaughter on one another? Cease therefrom, give o’er your toiling, and in mutual peace keep safe your cities. Short is the span of life, so ’twere best to run its course as lightly as we may, from trouble free.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
νικᾷς. μένειν χρὴ τλημόνως· λέγει γὰρ εὖ
Θησεύς· ὅταν δὲ τούσδε προσθῶμεν πυρί,
ὀστᾶ προσάξεσθε. ὦ ταλαίπωροι βροτῶν,
τί κτᾶσθε λόγχας καὶ κατʼ ἀλλήλων φόνους
τίθεσθε; παύσασθʼ, ἀλλὰ λήξαντες πόνων
ἄστη φυλάσσεθʼ ἥσυχοι μεθʼ ἡσύχων.
σμικρὸν τὸ χρῆμα τοῦ βίου· τοῦτον δὲ χρὴ
ὡς ῥᾷστα καὶ μὴ σὺν πόνοις διεκπερᾶν.

[¶101] Chorus:
No more a happy mother I, with children blest; no more I share, among Argive women, who have sons, their happy lot; nor any more will Artemis in the hour of travail kindly greet these childless mothers.

> Greek: Χορός:
— οὐκέτʼ εὔτεκνος, οὐκέτʼ εὔ-
παις, οὐδʼ εὐτυχίας μέτε-
στίν μοι κουροτόκοις ἐν Ἀργείαις·
οὐδʼ Ἄρτεμις λοχία
προσφθέγξαιτʼ ἂν τὰς ἀτέκνους.

[¶102] Most dreary is my life, and like some wandering cloud I drift before the howling blast.

> Greek: δυσαίων δʼ ὁ βίος,
πλαγκτὰ δʼ ὡσεί τις νεφέλα
πνευμάτων ὑπὸ δυσχίμων ἀίσσω.

[¶103] Chorus:
The seven noblest sons in Argos once we had,
we seven hapless mothers; but now my sons are dead, I have no child, and on me steals old age in piteous wise, nor ’mongst the dead nor ’mongst the living do I count myself,
having as it were a lot apart from these.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἑπτὰ ματέρες ἑπτὰ κού-
ρους ἐγεινάμεθʼ αἱ ταλαί-
πωροι κλεινοτάτους ἐν Ἀργείοις·
καὶ νῦν ἄπαις ἄτεκνος
γηράσκω δυστανοτάτως,
οὔτʼ ἐν φθιμένοις
οὔτʼ ἐν ζωοῖσιν ἀριθμουμένη,
χωρὶς δή τινα τῶνδʼ ἔχουσα μοῖραν.

[¶104] Chorus:
Tears alone are left me; in my house sad memories of my son are stored; mournful tresses shorn from his head, chaplets that he wore, libations for the dead departed,
and songs, but not such as golden-haired Apollo welcometh; and when I wake to weep, my tears will ever drench the folds of my robe upon my bosom.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ὑπολελειμμένα μοι δάκρυα·
μέλεα παιδὸς ἐν οἴκοις
κεῖται μνήματα, πένθιμοι
κουραὶ καὶ στέφανοι κόμας,
⟨λοιβαί τε νεκύων φθιμένων,⟩
ἀοιδαί θʼ ἃς χρυσοκόμας
Ἀπόλλων οὐκ ἐνδέχεται·
γόοισι δʼ ὀρθρευομένα
δάκρυσι νοτερὸν ἀεὶ πέπλων
πρὸς στέρνῳ πτύχα τέγξω.

[¶105] Chorus:
Ah! there I see the sepulchre ready e’en now for Capaneus, his consecrated tomb, and the votive offerings Theseus gives unto the dead outside the shrine, and nigh yon lightning-smitten chief
I see his noble bride, Evadne, daughter of King Iphis. Wherefore stands she on the towering rock, which o’ertops this temple, advancing along yon path?

> Greek: Χορός:
— καὶ μὴν θαλάμας τάσδʼ ἐσορῶ δὴ
Καπανέως ἤδη τύμβον θʼ ἱερὸν
μελάθρων τʼ ἐκτὸς
Θησέως ἀναθήματα νεκροῖς,
κλεινήν τʼ ἄλοχον τοῦ καπφθιμένου
τοῦδε κεραυνῷ πέλας Εὐάδνην,
ἣν Ἶφις ἄναξ παῖδα φυτεύει.
τί ποτʼ αἰθερίαν ἕστηκε πέτραν,
ἣ τῶνδε δόμων ὑπερακρίζει,
τήνδʼ ἐμβαίνουσα κέλευθον;

[¶106] Evadne:
What light, what radiancy did the sun-god’s car dart forth, and the moon athwart the firmament, while round her in the gloom swift stars careered,
in the day that the city of Argos raised the stately chant of joy at my wedding, in honour of my marriage with mail-clad Capaneus?

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
τί φέγγος, τίνʼ αἴγλαν
ἐδίφρευε τόθʼ ἅλιος
σελάνα τε κατʼ αἰθέρα,
λαμπάδʼ ἵνʼ ὠκυθόαι νύμφαι,
ἱππεύουσι διʼ ὀρφναίας,
ἁνίκα ⟨γάμων⟩ γάμων
τῶν ἐμῶν πόλις Ἄργους
ἀοιδάς, εὐδαιμονίας,
ἐπύργωσε καὶ γαμέτα
χαλκεοτευχοῦς, αἰαῖ, Καπανέως.

[¶107] Now from my home in frantic haste with frenzied mind I rush to join thee, seeking to share with thee the fire’s bright flame and the self-same tomb, to rid me of my weary
life in Hades’ halls, and of the pains of existence; yea, for ’tis the sweetest end to share the death of those we love, if only fate will sanction it.

> Greek: πρός σʼ ἔβαν δρομὰς ἐξ ἐμῶν
οἴκων ἐκβακχευσαμένα,
πυρᾶς φῶς τάφον τε
βατεύσουσα τὸν αὐτόν,
ἐς Ἅιδαν καταλύσουσʼ ἔμμοχθον
βίοτον αἰῶνός τε πόνους·
ἥδιστος γάρ τοι θάνατος
συνθνῄσκειν θνῄσκουσι φίλοις,
εἰ δαίμων τάδε κραίνοι.

[¶108] Chorus:
Behold yon pyre, which thou art overlooking, nigh thereto,
set apart for Zeus! There is thy husband’s body, vanquished by the blazing bolt.

> Greek: Χορός:
καὶ μὴν ὁρᾷς τήνδʼ ἧς ἐφέστηκας πέλας
πυράν, Διὸς θησαυρόν, ἔνθʼ ἔνεστι σὸς
πόσις δαμασθεὶς λαμπάσιν κεραυνίοις.

[¶109] Evadne:
Life’s goal I now behold from my station here; may fortune aid me in my headlong leap from this rock
in honour’s cause, down into the fire below, to mix my ashes in the ruddy blaze
with my husband’s, to lay me side by side with him, there in the couch of Persephone; for ne’er will I, to save my life, prove untrue to thee where thou liest in thy grave.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
ὁρῶ δὴ τελευτάν,
ἵνʼ ἕστακα· τύχα δέ μοι
ξυνάπτοι ποδός· ἀλλὰ τᾶς
εὐκλεΐας χάριν ἔνθεν ὁρ-
μάσω τᾶσδʼ ἀπὸ πέτρας πη-
δήσασα πυρὸς ἔσω,
σῶμά τʼ αἴθοπι φλογμῷ
πόσει συμμείξασα, φίλον
χρῶτα χρωτὶ πέλας θεμένα,
Φερσεφονείας ἥξω θαλάμους,
σὲ τὸν θανόντʼ οὔποτʼ ἐμᾷ
προδοῦσα ψυχᾷ κατὰ γᾶς.

[¶110] Away with life and marriage too! Oh! may my children live to see the dawn of a fairer, happier wedding-day in Argos! May loyalty inspire the husband’s heart,
his nature fusing with his wife’s!

> Greek: ἴτω φῶς γάμοι τε·
ἴθʼ αἵτινες εὐναὶ
δικαίων ὑμεναίων ἐν Ἄργει
φανῶσιν τέκνοις· ὅσιος δʼ
⟨ὅσιος⟩ εὐναῖος γαμέτας
συντηχθεὶς αὔραις ἀδόλοις
γενναίας [ψυχᾶς] ἀλόχοιο.

[¶111] Chorus:
Lo! the aged Iphis, thy father, draweth nigh to hear thy startling scheme, which yet he knows not and will grieve to learn.

> Greek: Χορός:
καὶ μὴν ὅδʼ αὐτὸς σὸς πατὴρ βαίνει πέλας
γεραιὸς Ἶφις ἐς νεωτέρους λόγους,
οὓς οὐ κατειδὼς πρόσθεν ἀλγήσει κλύων.

[¶112] Iphis:
Unhappy child! lo! I am come, a poor old man,
with twofold sorrow in my house to mourn, that I may carry to his native land the corpse of my son Eteocles, slain by the Theban spear, and further in quest of my daughter who rushed headlong from the house, for she was the wife of Capaneus
and longed with him to die. Ere this she was well guarded in my house, but, when I took the watch away in the present troubles, she escaped. But I feel sure that she is here; tell me if ye have seen her.

> Greek: Ἶφις:
ὦ δυστάλαιναι, δυστάλας δʼ ἐγὼ γέρων,
ἥκω διπλοῦν πένθημʼ ὁμαιμόνων ἔχων,
τὸν μὲν θανόντα παῖδα Καδμείων δορὶ
Ἐτέοκλον ἐς γῆν πατρίδα ναυσθλώσων νεκρόν,
ζητῶν τʼ ἐμὴν παῖδʼ, ἣ δόμων ἐξώπιος
βέβηκε πηδήσασα Καπανέως δάμαρ,
θανεῖν ἐρῶσα σὺν πόσει. χρόνον μὲν οὖν
τὸν πρόσθʼ ἐφρουρεῖτʼ ἐν δόμοις· ἐπεὶ δʼ ἐγὼ
φυλακὰς ἀνῆκα τοῖς παρεστῶσιν κακοῖς,
βέβηκεν. ἀλλὰ τῇδέ νιν δοξάζομεν
μάλιστʼ ἂν εἶναι· φράζετʼ εἰ κατείδετε.

[¶113] Evadne:
Why question them? Lo, here upon the rock, father, o’er the pyre of Capaneus, like some bird I hover lightly, in my wretchedness.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
τί τάσδʼ ἐρωτᾷς; ἥδʼ ἐγὼ πέτρας ἔπι
ὄρνις τις ὡσεὶ Καπανέως ὑπὲρ πυρᾶς
δύστηνον αἰώρημα κουφίζω, πάτερ.

[¶114] Iphis:
What wind hath blown thee hither, child? Whither away? Why didst thou pass the threshold of my house and seek this land?

> Greek: Ἶφις:
τέκνον, τίς αὔρα; τίς στόλος; τίνος χάριν
δόμων ὑπεκβᾶσʼ ἦλθες ἐς τήνδε χθόνα;

[¶115] Evadne:
It would but anger thee to hear what I intend, and so I fain would keep thee ignorant, my father.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
ὀργὴν λάβοις ἂν τῶν ἐμῶν βουλευμάτων
κλύων· ἀκοῦσαι δʼ οὔ σε βούλομαι, πάτερ.

[¶116] Iphis:
What! hath not thy own father a right to know?

> Greek: Ἶφις:
τί δʼ; οὐ δίκαιον πατέρα τὸν σὸν εἰδέναι;

[¶117] Evadne:
Thou wouldst not wisely judge my intention.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
κριτὴς ἂν εἴης οὐ σοφὸς γνώμης ἐμῆς.

[¶118] Iphis:
Why dost thou deck thyself in that apparel?

> Greek: Ἶφις:
σκευῇ δὲ τῇδε τοῦ χάριν κοσμεῖς δέμας;

[¶119] Evadne:
A purport strange this robe conveys, father.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
θέλει τι κλεινὸν οὗτος ὁ στολμός, πάτερ.

[¶120] Iphis:
Thou hast no look of mourning for thy lord.

> Greek: Ἶφις:
ὡς οὐκ ἐπʼ ἀνδρὶ πένθιμος πρέπεις ὁρᾶν.

[¶121] Evadne:
No, the reason why I thus am decked is strange, maybe.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
ἐς γάρ τι πρᾶγμα νεοχμὸν ἐσκευάσμεθα.

[¶122] Iphis:
Dost thou in such garb appear before a funeral-pyre?

> Greek: Ἶφις:
κἄπειτα τύμβῳ καὶ πυρᾷ φαίνῃ πέλας;

[¶123] Evadne:
Yea, for hither it is I come to take the meed of victory.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
ἐνταῦθα γὰρ δὴ καλλίνικος ἔρχομαι.

[¶124] Iphis:
“Victory!” what victory? This would I learn of thee.

> Greek: Ἶφις:
νικῶσα νίκην τίνα; μαθεῖν χρῄζω σέθεν.

[¶125] Evadne:
A victory o’er all women on whom the sun looks down.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
πάσας γυναῖκας ἃς δέδορκεν ἥλιος.

[¶126] Iphis:
In Athena’s handiwork or in prudent counsel?

> Greek: Ἶφις:
ἔργοις Ἀθάνας ἢ φρενῶν εὐβουλίᾳ;

[¶127] Evadne:
In bravery; for I will lay me down and die with my lord.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
ἀρετῇ· πόσει γὰρ συνθανοῦσα κείσομαι.

[¶128] Iphis:
What dost thou say? What is this silly riddle thou propoundest?

> Greek: Ἶφις:
τί φῄς; τί τοῦτʼ αἴνιγμα σημαίνεις σαθρόν;

[¶129] Evadne:
To yonder pyre where lies dead Capaneus, I will leap down.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
ᾄσσω θανόντος Καπανέως τήνδʼ ἐς πυράν.

[¶130] Iphis:
My daughter, speak not thus before the multitude!

> Greek: Ἶφις:
ὦ θύγατερ, οὐ μὴ μῦθον ἐς πολλοὺς ἐρεῖς.

[¶131] Evadne:
The very thing I wish, that every Argive should learn it.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
τοῦτʼ αὐτὸ χρῄζω, πάντας Ἀργείους μαθεῖν.

[¶132] Iphis:
Nay, I will ne’er consent to let thee do this deed.

> Greek: Ἶφις:
ἀλλʼ οὐδέ τοί σοι πείσομαι δρώσῃ τάδε.

[¶133] Evadne:
(as she is throwing herself).’Tis all one; thou shalt never catch me in thy grasp.

> Greek: Εὐάδνη:
ὅμοιον· οὐ γὰρ μὴ κίχῃς μʼ ἑλὼν χερί.

[¶134] Lo! I cast me down, no joy to thee, but to myself and to my husband blazing on the pyre with me.

> Greek: καὶ δὴ παρεῖται σῶμα — σοὶ μὲν οὐ φίλον,
ἡμῖν δὲ καὶ τῷ συμπυρουμένῳ πόσει.

[¶135] Chorus:
O lady, what a fearful deed!

> Greek: Χορός:
ἰώ, γύναι, δεινὸν ἔργον ἐξειργάσω.

[¶136] Iphis:
Ah me! I am undone, ye dames of Argos!

> Greek: Ἶφις:
ἀπωλόμην δύστηνος, Ἀργείων κόραι.

[¶137] Chorus: chanting
Alack, alack! a cruel blow is this to thee,
but thou must yet witness, poor wretch, the full horror of this deed.

> Greek: Χορός:
ἒ ἔ, σχέτλια τάδε παθών,
τὸ πάντολμον ἔργον ὄψῃ τάλας.

[¶138] Iphis:
A more unhappy wretch than me ye could not find.

> Greek: Ἶφις:
οὐκ ἄν τινʼ εὕροιτʼ ἄλλον ἀθλιώτερον.

[¶139] Chorus:
Woe for thee, unhappy man! Thou, old sir, hast been made partaker in the fortune of Oedipus, thou and my poor city too.

> Greek: Χορός:
ἰὼ τάλας·
μετέλαχες τύχας Οἰδιπόδα, γέρον,
μέρος καὶ σὺ ⟨καὶ⟩ πόλις ἐμὰ τλάμων.

[¶140] Iphis:
Ah, why are mortal men denied this boon, to live their youth twice o’er, and twice in turn to reach old age? If aught goes wrong within our homes, we set it right by judgment more maturely formed, but our life we may not so correct. Now if we had a second spell of youth
and age, this double term of life would let us then correct each previous slip. I, for instance, seeing others blest with children, longed to have them too, and found my ruin in that wish. Whereas if I had had my present experience,
and by a father’s light had learnt how cruel a thing it is to be bereft of children, never should I have fallen on such evil days as these,—I who did beget a brave young son, proud parent that I was, and after all am now bereft of him. Enough of this. What remains for such a hapless wretch as me?

> Greek: Ἶφις:
οἴμοι· τί δὴ βροτοῖσιν οὐκ ἔστιν τόδε,
νέους δὶς εἶναι καὶ γέροντας αὖ πάλιν;
ἀλλʼ ἐν δόμοις μὲν ἤν τι μὴ καλῶς ἔχῃ,
γνώμαισιν ὑστέραισιν ἐξορθούμεθα,
αἰῶνα δʼ οὐκ ἔξεστιν. εἰ δʼ ἦμεν νέοι
δὶς καὶ γέροντες, εἴ τις ἐξημάρτανε,
διπλοῦ βίου λαχόντες ἐξωρθούμεθʼ ἄν.
ἐγὼ γὰρ ἄλλους εἰσορῶν τεκνουμένους
παίδων ἐραστὴς ἦ πόθῳ τʼ ἀπωλλύμην.
εἰ δʼ ἐς τόδʼ ἦλθον κἀξεπειράθην τέκνων
οἷον στέρεσθαι πατέρα γίγνεται τέκνων,
οὐκ ἄν ποτʼ ἐς τόδʼ ἦλθον εἰς ὃ νῦν κακόν·
ὅστις φυτεύσας καὶ νεανίαν τεκὼν
ἄριστον, εἶτα τοῦδε νῦν στερίσκομαι.
εἶἑν· τί δὴ χρὴ τὸν ταλαίπωρόν με δρᾶν;

[¶141] Shall I to my home, there to see its utter desolation and the blank within my life? or shall I to the halls of that dead Capaneus?—halls I smiled to see in days gone by, when yet my daughter was alive. But she is lost and gone, she that would ever draw down my cheek
to her lips, and take my head between her hands; for naught is there more sweet unto an aged sire than a daughter’s love; our sons are made of sterner stuff, but less winning are their caresses. Oh! take me to my house at once,
in darkness hide me there, to waste and fret this aged frame with fasting! What shall it avail me to touch my daughter’s bones? Old age, resistless foe, how do I loathe thy presence! Them too I hate, whoso desire to lengthen out the span of life,
seeking to turn the tide of death aside by philtres, drugs, and magic spells,—folk that death should take away to leave the young their place, when they no more can benefit the world.

> Greek: στείχειν πρὸς οἴκους; κᾆτʼ ἐρημίαν ἴδω
πολλῶν μελάθρων, ἀπορίαν τʼ ἐμῷ βίῳ;
ἢ πρὸς μέλαθρα τοῦδε Καπανέως μόλω;
ἥδιστα πρίν γε δῆθʼ, ὅτʼ ἦν παῖς ἥδε μοι.
ἀλλʼ οὐκέτʼ ἔστιν, ἥ γʼ ἐμὴν γενειάδα
προσήγετʼ αἰεὶ στόματι καὶ κάρα τόδε
κατεῖχε χειρί· πατρὶ δʼ οὐδὲν ἥδιον
γέροντι θυγατρός· ἀρσένων δὲ μείζονες
ψυχαί, γλυκεῖαι δʼ ἧσσον ἐς θωπεύματα.
οὐχ ὡς τάχιστα δῆτά μʼ ἄξετʼ ἐς δόμους;
σκότῳ δὲ δώσετʼ· ἔνθʼ ἀσιτίαις ἐμὸν
δέμας γεραιὸν συντακεὶς ἀποφθερῶ.
τί μʼ ὠφελήσει παιδὸς ὀστέων θιγεῖν;
ὦ δυσπάλαιστον γῆρας, ὡς μισῶ σʼ ἔχων,
μισῶ δʼ ὅσοι χρῄζουσιν ἐκτείνειν βίον,
βρωτοῖσι καὶ ποτοῖσι καὶ μαγεύμασι
παρεκτρέποντες ὀχετὸν ὥστε μὴ θανεῖν·
οὓς χρῆν, ἐπειδὰν μηδὲν ὠφελῶσι γῆν,
θανόντας ἔρρειν κἀκποδὼν εἶναι νέοις.

[¶142] Chorus:
Woe, woe! Behold your dead sons’
bones are brought hither; take them, servants of your weak old mistress, for in me is no strength left by reason of my mourning for my sons; time’s comrade long have I been, and many a tear for many a sorrow have I shed.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἰὼ ⟨ἰώ·⟩
τάδε δὴ παίδων καὶ δὴ φθιμένων
ὀστᾶ φέρεται. λάβετʼ, ἀμφίπολοι,
γραίας ἀμενοῦς — οὐ γὰρ ἔνεστιν
ῥώμη παίδων ὑπὸ πένθους —
πολλοῦ τε χρόνου ζώσης μέτρα δὴ
καταλειβομένης τʼ ἄλγεσι πολλοῖς.

[¶143] For what sharper pang wilt thou ever find for mortals than the sight of children dead?

> Greek: τί γὰρ ἂν μεῖζον τοῦδʼ ἔτι θνητοῖς
πάθος ἐξεύροις
ἢ τέκνα θανόντʼ ἐσιδέσθαι;

[¶144] Children:
Poor mother mine, behold I bring my father’s bones gathered from the fire,
a burden grief has rendered heavy, though this tiny urn contains my all.

> Greek: Παῖδες:
— φέρω φέρω,
τάλαινα μᾶτερ, ἐκ πυρὸς πατρὸς μέλη,
βάρος μὲν οὐκ ἀβριθὲς ἀλγέων ὕπερ,
ἐν δʼ ὀλίγῳ τἀμὰ πάντα συνθείς.

[¶145] Chorus:
Ah me! ah me! Why bear thy tearful load to the fond mother of the dead,
a handful of ashes in the stead of those who erst were men of mark in Mycenae?

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἰὼ ἰώ,
πᾶ φέρεις δάκρυα φίλᾳ
ματρὶ τῶν ὀλωλότων;
σποδοῦ τε πλῆθος ὀλίγον ἀντὶ σωμάτων
εὐδοκίμων δήποτʼ ἐν Μυκήναις;

[¶146] Children:
Woe worth the hour! woe worth the day! Reft of my hapless sire, a wretched orphan shall I inherit a desolate house, torn from my father’s arms.

> Greek: Παῖδες:
— ἄπαις, ἄπαις·
ἐγὼ δʼ ἔρημος ἀθλίου πατρὸς τάλας
ἔρημον οἶκον ὀρφανεύσομαι λαβών,
οὐ πατρὸς ἐν χερσὶ τοῦ τεκόντος.

[¶147] Chorus:
Woe is thee! Where is now the toil I spent upon my sons? what thank have I for nightly watch? Where the mother’s nursing care? the sleepless vigils mine eyes have kept? the loving kiss upon my children’s brow?

> Greek: Χορός:
— ἰὼ ἰώ·
ποῦ δὲ πόνος ἐμῶν τέκνων,
ποῦ λοχευμάτων χάρις;
τροφαί τε ματρὸς ἄυπνά τʼ ὀμμάτων τέλη,
καὶ φίλιαι προσβολαὶ προσώπων;

[¶148] Children:
Thy sons are dead and gone. Poor mother!

> Greek: Παῖδες:
— βεβᾶσιν, οὐκέτʼ εἰσίν· οἴμοι πάτερ·

[¶149] dead and gone; the boundless air now wraps them round.
Chorus:
Turned to ashes by the flame, they have winged their flight to Hades.

> Greek: βεβᾶσιν.
Χορός:
αἰθὴρ ἔχει νιν ἤδη,
πυρὸς τετακότας σποδῷ·
ποτανοὶ δʼ ἤνυσαν τὸν Ἅιδαν.

[¶150] Children:
Father, thou hearest thy children’s lamentation; say, shall I e’er, as warrior dight, avenge thy slaughter?
Chorus:
God grant it, O my child!

> Greek: Παῖδες:
— πάτερ, μῶν σῶν κλύεις τέκνων γόους;
ἆρʼ ἀσπιδοῦχος ἔτι ποτʼ ἀντιτάσσομαι
σὸν φόνον — εἰ γὰρ γένοιτο — τεκνῶν;

[¶151] Children:
Some day, if god so will, shall the avenging of my father be my task; not yet this sorrow sleeps.

> Greek: Παῖδες:
— ἔτʼ ἂν θεοῦ θέλοντος ἔλθοι δίκα
πατρῷος·
Χορός:
οὔπω κακὸν τόδʼ εὕδει.

[¶152] Chorus:
Alas! Fortune’s sorrows are enough for me, I have troubles and to spare already.

> Greek: αἰαῖ γόων· ἅλις τύχας,
ἅλις δʼ ἀλγέων ἐμοὶ πάρεστι.

[¶153] Children:
Shall Asopus’ laughing tide ever reflect my brazen arms as I lead on my Argive troops?
Chorus:
To avenge thy fallen sire.

> Greek: Παῖδες:
— ἔτʼ Ἀσωποῦ με δέξεται γάνος
χαλκέοις ἐν ὅπλοις Δαναϊδῶν στρατηλάταν,
τοῦ φθιμένου πατρὸς ἐκδικαστάν.

[¶154] Children:
Methinks I see thee still before my eyes, my father—

> Greek: Παῖδες:
— ἔτʼ εἰσορᾶν σε, πάτερ, ἐπʼ ὀμμάτων δοκῶ …

[¶155] Chorus:
Printing a loving kiss upon thy cheek.

> Greek: Χορός:
— φίλον φίλημα παρὰ γένυν τιθέντα σόν.

[¶156] Children:
But thy words of exhortation are borne on the winds away.

> Greek: Παῖδες:
— λόγων δὲ παρακέλευσμα σῶν
ἀέρι φερόμενον οἴχεται.

[¶157] Chorus:
Two mourners hath he left behind, thy mother and thee, bequeathing to thee an endless legacy of grief for thy father.

> Greek: Χορός:
— δυοῖν δʼ ἄχη, ματρί τʼ ἔλιπεν —
σέ τʼ οὔποτʼ ἄλγη πατρῷα λείψει.

[¶158] Children:
The weight of grief I have to bear hath crushed me utterly.

> Greek: Παῖδες:
— ἔχω τοσόνδε βάρος ὅσον μʼ ἀπώλεσεν.

[¶159] Chorus:
Come, let me clasp the ashes of my son to my bosom.

> Greek: Χορός:
— φέρʼ, ἀμφὶ μαστὸν ὑποβάλω ⟨φίλαν⟩ σποδόν.

[¶160] Children:
I weep to hear that piteous word; it stabs me to the heart.

> Greek: Παῖδες:
— ἔκλαυσα τόδε κλύων ἔπος
στυγνότατον· ἔθιγέ μου φρενῶν.

[¶161] Chorus:
My child, thou art undone; no more shall I behold thee, thy own fond mother’s treasure.

> Greek: Χορός:
— ὦ τέκνον, ἔβας· οὐκέτι φίλον
φίλας ἄγαλμʼ ὄψομαί σε ματρός.

[¶162] Theseus:
Adrastus, and ye dames from Argos sprung, ye see these children bearing in their hands the bodies of their valiant sires whom I redeemed; to thee I give these gifts, I and Athens. And ye must bear in mind the memory of this favour,
marking well the treatment ye have had of me. And to these children I repeat the self-same words, that they may honour this city, to children’s children ever handing on the kindness ye received from us. Be Zeus the witness, with the gods in heaven,
of the treatment we vouchsafed you ere you left us.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
Ἄδραστε καὶ γυναῖκες Ἀργεῖαι γένος,
ὁρᾶτε παῖδας τούσδʼ ἔχοντας ἐν χεροῖν
πατέρων ἀρίστων σώμαθʼ ὧν ἀνειλόμην·
τούτοις ἐγώ σφε καὶ πόλις δωρούμεθα.
ὑμᾶς δὲ τῶνδε χρὴ χάριν μεμνημένους
σῴζειν, ὁρῶντας ὧν ἐκύρσατʼ ἐξ ἐμοῦ,
παισίν θʼ ὑπειπεῖν τούσδε τοὺς αὐτοὺς λόγους,
τιμᾶν πόλιν τήνδʼ, ἐκ τέκνων ἀεὶ τέκνοις
μνήμην παραγγέλλοντας ὧν ἐκύρσατε.
Ζεὺς δὲ ξυνίστωρ οἵ τʼ ἐν οὐρανῷ θεοὶ
οἵων ὑφʼ ἡμῶν στείχετʼ ἠξιωμένοι.

[¶163] Adrastus:
Theseus, well we know all the kindness thou hast conferred upon the land of Argos in her need, and ours shall be a gratitude that never waxeth old, for your generous treatment makes us debtors for a like return.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
Θησεῦ, ξύνισμεν πάνθʼ ὅσʼ Ἀργείαν χθόνα
δέδρακας ἐσθλὰ δεομένην εὐεργετῶν,
χάριν τʼ ἀγήρων ἕξομεν· γενναῖα γὰρ
παθόντες ὑμᾶς ἀντιδρᾶν ὀφείλομεν.

[¶164] Theseus:
What yet remains, wherein I can serve you?

> Greek: Θησεύς:
τί δῆτʼ ἔθʼ ὑμῖν ἄλλʼ ὑπουργῆσαί με χρή;

[¶165] Adrastus:
Fare thee well, for such is thy desert and such thy city’s too.

> Greek: Ἄδραστος:
χαῖρʼ· ἄξιος γὰρ καὶ σὺ καὶ πόλις σέθεν.

[¶166] Theseus:
Fare thee well, for such is thy desert and such thy city’s too.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
ἔσται τάδʼ· ἀλλὰ καὶ σὺ τῶν αὐτῶν τύχοις.

[¶167] Athena:
Hearken, Theseus, to the words that I Athena utter, telling thee thy duty, which, if thou perform it, will serve thy city.

> Greek: Ἀθήνα:
ἄκουε, Θησεῦ, τούσδʼ Ἀθηναίας λόγους,
ἃ χρή σε δρᾶσαι, δρῶντα δʼ ὠφελεῖν τάδε.

[¶168] Give not these bones to the children to carry to the land of Argos, letting them go so lightly; nay, take first an oath of them that they will requite thee and thy city for your efforts. This oath must Adrastus swear, for as their king it is his right
to take the oath for the whole realm of Argos. And this shall be the form thereof: “We Argives swear we never will against this land lead on our mail-clad troops to war, and, if others come, we will repel them.” But if they violate their oath and come against the city, pray
that the land of Argos may be miserably destroyed.

> Greek: μὴ δῷς τάδʼ ὀστᾶ τοῖσδʼ ἐς Ἀργείαν χθόνα
παισὶν κομίζειν ῥᾳδίως οὕτω μεθείς,
ἀλλʼ ἀντὶ τῶν σῶν καὶ πόλεως μοχθημάτων
πρῶτον λάβʼ ὅρκον. τόνδε δʼ ὀμνύναι χρεὼν
Ἄδραστον· οὗτος κύριος, τύραννος ὤν,
πάσης ὑπὲρ γῆς Δαναϊδῶν ὁρκωμοτεῖν.
ὁ δʼ ὅρκος ἔσται, μήποτʼ Ἀργείους χθόνα
ἐς τήνδʼ ἐποίσειν πολέμιον παντευχίαν,
ἄλλων τʼ ἰόντων ἐμποδὼν θήσειν δόρυ.
ἢν δʼ ὅρκον ἐκλιπόντες ἔλθωσιν, πάλιν
κακῶς ὀλέσθαι πρόστρεπʼ Ἀργείων χθόνα.

[¶169] Now hearken while I tell thee where thou must slay the victims. Thou hast within thy halls a tripod with brazen feet, which Heracles, in days gone by, after he had o’erthrown the foundations of Ilium and was starting on another enterprise,
enjoined thee to set up at the Pythian shrine. O’er it cut the throats of three sheep; then grave within the tripod’s hollow belly the oath; this done, deliver it to the god who watches over Delphi to keep, a witness and memorial unto Hellas of the oath.

> Greek: ἐν ᾧ δὲ τέμνειν σφάγια χρή σʼ, ἄκουέ μου.
ἔστιν τρίπους σοι χαλκόπους ἔσω δόμων,
ὃν Ἰλίου ποτʼ ἐξαναστήσας βάθρα
σπουδὴν ἐπʼ ἄλλην Ἡρακλῆς ὁρμώμενος
στῆσαί σʼ ἐφεῖτο Πυθικὴν πρὸς ἐσχάραν.
ἐν τῷδε λαιμοὺς τρεῖς τριῶν μήλων τεμὼν
ἔγγραψον ὅρκους τρίποδος ἐν κοίλῳ κύτει,
κἄπειτα σῴζειν θεῷ δὸς ᾧ Δελφῶν μέλει,
μνημεῖά θʼ ὅρκων μαρτύρημά θʼ Ἑλλάδι.

[¶170] And bury the sharp-edged knife, wherewith thou shalt have laid the victims open and shed their blood, deep in the bowels of the earth, hard by the pyres where the seven chieftains burn; for its appearance shall strike them with dismay, if e’er against thy town they come, and shall cause them to return with sorrow.

> Greek: ᾗ δʼ ἂν διοίξῃς σφάγια καὶ τρώσῃς φόνον
ὀξύστομον μάχαιραν ἐς γαίας μυχοὺς
κρύψον παρʼ αὐτὰς ἑπτὰ πυρκαιὰς νεκρῶν·
φόβον γὰρ αὐτοῖς, ἤν ποτʼ ἔλθωσιν πόλιν,
δειχθεῖσα θήσει καὶ κακὸν νόστον πάλιν.

[¶171] When thou hast done all this, dismiss the dead from thy land. And to the god resign as sacred land the spot where their bodies were purified by fire, there by the meeting of the triple roads that lead unto the Isthmus. Thus much to thee, Theseus, I address; next to the sons of Argos I speak; when ye are grown to men’s estate, the town beside Ismenus shall ye sack,
avenging the slaughter of your dead sires; thou too, Aegialeus, shalt take thy father’s place and in thy youth command the host, and with thee Tydeus’ son marching from Aetolia,—him whom his father named Diomedes. Soon as the beards your cheeks o’ershadow
must ye lead an armed Danaid host against the battlements of Thebes with sevenfold gates. For to their sorrow shall ye come like lion’s whelps in full-grown might to sack their city. No otherwise is it to be;
and ye shall be a theme for minstrels’ songs in days to come, known through Hellas as “the After-born” so famous shall your expedition be, thanks to Heaven.

> Greek: δράσας δὲ ταῦτα πέμπε γῆς ἔξω νεκρούς.
τεμένη δʼ, ἵνʼ αὐτῶν σώμαθʼ ἡγνίσθη πυρί,
μέθες παρʼ αὐτὴν τρίοδον Ἰσθμίας θεοῦ·
σοὶ μὲν τάδʼ εἶπον· παισὶ δʼ Ἀργείων λέγω·
πορθήσεθʼ ἡβήσαντες Ἰσμηνοῦ πόλιν,
πατέρων θανόντων ἐκδικάζοντες φόνον,
σύ τʼ ἀντὶ πατρός, Αἰγιαλεῦ, στρατηλάτης
νέος καταστάς, παῖς τʼ ἀπʼ Αἰτωλῶν μολὼν
Τυδέως, ὃν ὠνόμαζε Διομήδην πατήρ.
ἀλλʼ οὐ φθάνειν χρὴ συσκιάζοντας γένυν
καὶ χαλκοπληθῆ Δαναϊδῶν ὁρμᾶν στρατὸν
ἑπτάστολον πύργωμα Καδμείων ἔπι·
πικροὶ γὰρ αὐτοῖς ἥξετʼ, ἐκτεθραμμένοι
σκύμνοι λεόντων, πόλεος ἐκπορθήτορες.
κοὐκ ἔστιν ἄλλως· Ἔκγονοι δʼ ἀνʼ Ἑλλάδα
κληθέντες ᾠδὰς ὑστέροισι θήσετε·
τοῖον στράτευμα σὺν θεῷ πορεύσετε.

[¶172] Theseus:
Queen Athena, I will hearken to thy bidding; for thou it is dost set me up, so that I go not astray. And I will bind this monarch by an oath; do thou but guide my
steps aright. For if thou art friendly to our state, we shall henceforth live secure.

> Greek: Θησεύς:
δέσποινʼ Ἀθάνα, πείσομαι λόγοισι σοῖς·
σὺ γάρ μʼ ἀνορθοῖς, ὥστε μὴ ʼξαμαρτάνειν·
καὶ τόνδʼ ἐν ὅρκοις ζεύξομαι· μόνον σύ με
ἐς ὀρθὸν ἵστη· σοῦ γὰρ εὐμενοῦς πόλει
οὔσης τὸ λοιπὸν ἀσφαλῶς οἰκήσομεν.

[¶173] Chorus:
Let us go, Adrastus, and take the oath to this monarch and his state; for the service they have already done us claims our warm regard.

> Greek: Χορός:
στείχωμεν, Ἄδρασθʼ, ὅρκια δῶμεν
τῷδʼ ἀνδρὶ πόλει τʼ· ἄξια δʼ ἡμῖν
προμεμοχθήκασι σέβεσθαι.