§834κακόν με καρδίαν τι περιπίτνει κρύος.
Some evil cold falls upon my heart.
§835ἔτευξα τύμβῳ μέλος §836Θυιὰς ὥς, αἱμοσταγεῖς §837νεκροὺς κλύουσα δυσμόρως §838θανόντας: ἦ δύσορνις ἅ- §839δε ξυναυλία δορός.
I have fashioned a melody for the tomb, like a Maenad, hearing that the blood-dripping corpses have perished miserably; indeed, ill-omened is this concert of the spear.
It has accomplished, and did not fail, the father's cursed utterance; and the disobeyed designs of Laius have endured.
There is anxiety about the city; the divine decrees are not blunted.
O you of many groans, you have wrought this unbelievable thing; and there have come lamentable sufferings, not in word but in deed.
§848τάδ᾽ αὐτόδηλα, προῦπτος ἀγγέλου λόγος: §849διπλαῖ μέριμναι, διδυμάνορα §850κάκ᾽ αὐτοφόνα, δίμοιρα τέ- §851λεια τάδε πάθη.
These things are self-evident, the messenger's word is before our eyes: double anxieties, twin-man self-slaying evils, double-shared, perfected are these sufferings.
τί φῶ; — §852τί δ᾽ ἄλλο γ᾽ ἢ πόνοι πόνων §853δόμων ἐφέστιοι; — §854ἀλλὰ γόων, ὦ φίλαι, κατ᾽ οὖρον §855ἐρέσσετ᾽ ἀμφὶ κρατὶ πόμπιμον χεροῖν §856πίτυλον, ὃς αἰὲν δι᾽ Ἀχέροντ᾽ ἀμείβεται, §857μελάγκροκον ναῦν ἄστολον [ναύστολον] θεωρίδα, §858τὰν ἀστιβῆ ʼπόλλωνι, τὰν ἀνάλιον, §860πάνδοκον εἰς ἀφανῆ τε χέρσον.
What shall I say? — what else indeed than troubles upon troubles established at the hearth of the house? — But, O friends, down the wind of groans row with your hands about your head the escorting stroke, which always crosses over Acheron, moving the black-sailed, un-appointed mission ship, untrodden by Apollo, sunless, to the all-receiving and invisible shore.
§861ἀλλὰ γὰρ ἥκουσ᾽ αἵδ᾽ ἐπὶ πρᾶγος §862πικρὸν Ἀντιγόνη τ᾽ ἠδ᾽ Ἰσμήνη, §863θρῆνον ἀδελφοῖν: οὐκ ἀμφιβόλως §864οἶμαί σφ᾽ ἐρατῶν ἐκ βαθυκόλπων §865στηθέων ἥσειν ἄλγος ἐπάξιον.
But indeed, here they come for a bitter task, Antigone and Ismene, to sing a dirge for their brothers; not doubtfully I think that from their lovely, deep-bosomed breasts they will pour forth a worthy sorrow.
§866ἡμᾶς δὲ δίκη πρότερον φήμης §867<τῶνδε κλυούσας> §868τὸν δυσκέλαδόν θ᾽ ὕμνον Ἐρινύος §869ἀχεῖν Ἀίδα τ᾽ §870ἐχθρὸν παιᾶν᾽ ἐπιμέλπειν.
And for us, it is right, before their voice, <hearing these things> to resound the ill-sounding hymn of the Erinnys and to Hades to sing in accompaniment his hateful paean.
§871ἰώ. δυσαδελφόταται πασῶν ὁπόσαι §872στρόφον ἐσθῆσιν περιβάλλονται, §873κλαίω, στένομαι, καὶ δόλος οὐδεὶς §874μὴ ʼκ φρενὸς ὀρθῶς με λιγαίνειν.
O you who are the most unhappy in your brothers of all women who cast a girdle around their garments, I weep, I groan, and there is no deceit in my heart to prevent me from crying out shrilly and truly.
§875ἰὼ ἰὼ δύσφρονες, §876φίλων ἄπιστοι καὶ κακῶν ἀτρύμονες, §877δόμους πατρῴους ἑλόν- §878τες μέλεοι σὺν αἰχμᾷ.
O you of foolish mind, disobedient to friends and untiring in evils, having taken your paternal house, wretched men, with the spear.
Wretched indeed are they who found wretched deaths to the ruin of the house.
§881ἰὼ ἰὼ δωμάτων §882ἐρειψίτοιχοι καὶ πικρὰς μοναρχίας §883ἰδόντες, ἤδη διήλ- §885λαχθε σὺν σιδάρῳ.
O you who threw down the walls of the dwellings and looked upon a bitter monarchy, now you have been reconciled with the iron.
And too truly did the paternal, august Erinnys of Oedipus accomplish the curse.
§888δι᾽ εὐωνύμων τετυμμένοι, §889τετυμμένοι δῆθ᾽, §890ὁμοσπλάγχνων τε πλευρωμάτων §892αἰαῖ δαιμόνιοι, §893αἰαῖ δ᾽ ἀντιφόνων §894<δὴ> θανάτων ἀραί.
Pierced through the left sides, pierced indeed, through the flanks born of the same womb — Alas, possessed ones, alas, the curses of mutually-slaying deaths.
§895διανταίαν λέγεις [πλαγὰν] δόμοισι καὶ §896σώμασιν πεπλαγμένους, [ἐννέπω] §897ἀναυδάτῳ μένει §898ἀραίῳ τ᾽ ἐκ πατρὸς §899<οὐ> διχόφρονι πότμῳ.
You speak of a blow driven straight through the house and the bodies, of those struck — I declare it — by an unspeakable wrath and by a paternal cursed doom that was not divided in mind.
§900διήκει δὲ καὶ πόλιν στόνος, §901στένουσι πύργοι, §902στένει πέδον φίλανδρον: μενεῖ §903κτέανα τάδ᾽ ἐπιγόνοις, §904δι᾽ ὧν αἰνομόροις, §905δι᾽ ὧν νεῖκος ἔβα §906καὶ θανάτου τέλος.
And a groan reaches also through the city, the towers groan, the land that loves its husbands groans; and there shall remain these possessions for their descendants, because of which for the ill-fated ones, because of which strife came and the end of death.
They divided, fierce of heart, the possessions, so as to obtain an equal share.
But to their friends the reconciler is not without blame, nor was Ares pleasing.
§911σιδαρόπλακτοι μὲν ὧδ᾽ ἔχουσιν, §912σιδαρόπλακτοι δὲ τοὺς μένουσι, §913τάχ᾽ ἄν τις εἴποι, τίνες; §914τάφων πατρῴων λαχαί.
Struck by iron indeed they lie thus, and struck by iron there awaits them — perhaps someone might say, "What?" — the allotments of their paternal tombs.
§915δόμων μάλ᾽ ἀχάεσσ᾽ ἰὰ τοὺς §916προπέμπει δαϊκτὴρ γόος αὐ- §917τόστονος, αὐτοπήμων, §918δαϊόφρων, οὐ φιλογαθής, ἐτύμως §919δακρυχέων ἐκ φρενός, ἃ §920κλαιομένας μου μινύθει §921τοῖνδε δυοῖν ἀνάκτοιν.
A deeply sounding voice from the house escorts them, a heart-rending lament, sighing for itself, suffering for itself, hostile in mind, not loving joy, truly shedding tears from the soul, which wastes away as I weep for these two lords.
§922πάρεστι δ᾽ εἰπεῖν ἐπ᾽ ἀθλίοισιν §923ὡς ἐρξάτην πολλὰ μὲν πολίτας, §924ξένων τε πάντων στίχας §925πολυφθόρους ἐν δαΐ.
It is possible to say over the wretched ones how they did many things to the citizens, and to the ranks of all strangers that were destroyed in battle.
Alas, she who bore them was ill-fated before all women who are called mothers of children.
§929παῖδα τὸν αὑτᾶς πόσιν αὑτᾷ θεμένα §930τούσδ᾽ ἔτεχ᾽, οἱ δ᾽ ὧδ᾽ ἐτελεύ- §931τασαν ὑπ᾽ ἀλλαλοφόνοις §932χερσὶν ὁμοσπόροισιν.
Having made her own child her husband, she bore these, and they ended thus by mutually-slaying sibling hands.
§933ὁμόσποροι δῆτα καὶ πανώλεθροι, §934διατομαῖς ἀφίλοις, §935ἔριδι μαινομένᾳ, §936νείκεος ἐν τελευτᾷ.
Of the same seed indeed and utterly destroyed, by unfriendly divisions, in maddened strife, at the end of their quarrel.
And the hatred has ceased, and in the blood-flowing earth their lives are mingled; indeed they are of one blood.
§940πικρὸς λυτὴρ νεικέων ὁ πόντιος §941ξεῖνος ἐκ πυρὸς συθεὶς §942θηκτὸς σίδαρος: πικρὸς δὲ χρημάτων §943κακὸς δατητὰς Ἄρης ἀρὰν πατρῴ- §944αν τιθεὶς ἀλαθῆ.
A bitter resolver of quarrels is the stranger from the sea, rushing from the fire, the whetted iron; and bitter is the evil divider of possessions, Ares, making the paternal curse true.
§945ἔχουσι μοῖραν λαχόντες, ὦ μέλεοι, §946διοδότων ἀχέων: §947ὑπὸ δὲ σώματι γᾶς §948πλοῦτος ἄβυσσος ἔσται.
They have their share, wretched ones, having obtained god-given sorrows; and beneath their bodies, of earth there shall be a fathomless wealth.
And at the end, the Curses raised a shrill song, when the race turned in all-turning flight.
And the trophy of Ruin stands at the gates at which they were struck, and having conquered both, the daemon ceased.
§957παισθεὶς ἔπαισας.
Having been struck, you struck.
§958δορὶ δ᾽ ἔκανες
And with the spear you killed.
§959δορὶ δ᾽ ἔθανες
And by the spear you died.
§960μελεόπονος.
Wretched in toil.
§961μελεοπαθής.
Wretched in suffering.
§962ἴτω γόος.
Let the groan go forth.
§963ἴτω δάκρυ.
Let the tear go forth.
§966aἠέ.
Alas!
§966bἠέ.
Alas!
§967μαίνεται γόοισι φρήν.
The mind is maddened with groans.
§968ἐν δὲ καρδία στένει.
And the heart within groans.
§969ἰὼ ἰὼ πάνδυρτε σύ.
O you, all-lamented one.
§970σὺ δ᾽ αὖτε καὶ πανάθλιε.
And you again, all-wretched one.
§971πρὸς φίλου [γ᾽] ἔφθισο.
By a friend you perished.
§972καὶ φίλον ἔκτανες.
And a friend you killed.
§973διπλᾶ λέγειν.
Double things to say.
§974διπλᾶ δ᾽ ὁρᾶν.
Double things to see.
§975ἄχεα δοιὰ τάδ᾽ ἐγγύθεν.
These double sorrows are from near at hand.