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Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs), line 1 (search)
caught us and keeps us as slaves in his house: the master we serve is called Polyphemus. And instead of our bacchic revels we now herd the flocks of this godless Cyclops. And so my sons, being young, are shepherding the young sheep on the distant slopes, while my orders are to remain behind, fill the watering-troughs, and sweep this house, assisting this godless Cyclops at his unholy meals. And now—duty is duty—I must sweep the house with this iron rake so that I may receive my absent master, the Cyclops, and his sheep in a clean cave. Enter by Eisodos A the Chorus of satyrs, with attendants, driving sheep before them. But now I see my sons driving the flCyclops, and his sheep in a clean cave. Enter by Eisodos A the Chorus of satyrs, with attendants, driving sheep before them. But now I see my sons driving the flocks this way. What is this, lads? Can it be that you have the same rhythm to your lively danceThe sikinnis is a fast-paced dance characteristic, we are told, of satyrs and the satyr-play. as when you revelled at Bacchus' side to the house of Althaea,According to one version of her story, Dionysus was the father by her of Deianeira
Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs), line 63 (search)
Chorus No Dionysus is here, no dances, no Bacchic worship and carrying his wand, no ecstatic noise of drums by the gushing springs of water, no fresh drops of wine. Nor on Mount Nysa can I join the Nymphs in singing the song ‘Iacchos Iacchos’ to Aphrodite, whom I swiftly pursued in company with white-footed Bacchants. Ah me, lord Dionysus, where are you faring without your companions, shaking your golden hair? I, your attendant, serve this one-eyed Cyclops, a slave in exile, dressed in this wretched goat-skin cloak and deprived of your friendship
Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs), line 82 (search)
pails for water. O unlucky strangers! Who can they be? They know not what our master Polyphemus is like, nor that this ground they stand on is no friend to guests, and that they have arrived with wretched bad luck at the man-eating jaws of the Cyclops. But hold your peace so that we may learn where they have come from to Sicilian Aetna's crag. Enter by Eisodos B Odysseus with his men. Odysseus Strangers, could you tell me where we might find a stream of water to cure our thirst, and whetherdysseus Do they possess Dionysus' drink, that flows from the vine? Silenus Not at all! Hence the land they dwell in knows no dancing. Odysseus Are they hospitable and god-fearing towards strangers? Silenus Most delicious, they maintain, is the flesh of strangers. Odysseus What? Do they feast on men? Silenus Everyone who has come here has been slaughtered. Odysseus The Cyclops himself, where is he? In his house? Silenus He has gone off hunting wild beasts on Mount Aetna with his dogs.
Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs), line 175 (search)
eches on the man's legs and the gold necklace around his neck and went all aflutter after them, leaving behind that fine little man Menelaus. O would that the female sex were nowhere to be found—but in my lap! Enter Silenus from the cave. Silenus Here, my lord Odysseus, are your flocks, the nurslings of the bleating sheep, and a goodly number of cheeses made of curdled milk. Take them. Go away quickly from the cave, but first give me the drink of the Bacchic vine. Heavens! Here comes the Cyclops. What are we to do? Odysseus Then we are done for, old man. Where should we flee to? Silenus Inside this cave, where you could avoid being seen. Odysseus A dangerous suggestion, this, going into the net. Silenus No danger: there are many hiding-places in the cave. Odysseus I shall not do it. Troy would groan loudly if I were to run from a single man when I stood my ground so often, shield in hand, against a throng of Trojans without number. Rather, if I must die, I will die nobly—or
Euripides, Cyclops (ed. David Kovacs), line 203 (search)
Enter the Cyclops with retinue by Eisodos A. Cyclops Give way, make way! What is going on here? What means this slackness? Why this Bacchic holiday? Here is no Dionysus, no bronze castanets, no rattle of drums. How fare my new-born lambs in the cave? Are they at the teat and running to their mothers' sides? The milk for cheeses—has it been put in rush buckets? What say you? This club will soon make someone cry. Look up, not down! Chorus-Leader looking up at Polyphemus There! My head is turned up toward Zeus himself and the stars, and I see Orion! Cyclops Is my dinner well prepared? Chorus-Leader It is: just be sure your gullet is ready. Cyclops Are the mixing-bowls filled with milk as well? Chorus-Leader So much that you can drink an entire storage-jar if you like. Cyclops Cows' milk or sheep's or a mixture of both? Chorus-Leader Whatever you like. Just don't swallow me down. Cyclops I wouldn't think of it: you would be the death of me with your dance-steps, leaping arou
Euripides, The Trojan Women (ed. E. P. Coleridge), line 424 (search)
of kings or governments. You say my mother shall come to the halls of Odysseus? Where then are Apollo's words, so clear to me in their interpretation, which declare that she shall die here? What else remains, I will not taunt her with. Unhappy Odysseus, he does not know the sufferings that await him; or how these ills I and my Phrygians endure shall one day seem to him precious as gold. For beyond the ten long years spent at Troy he shall drag out other ten and then come to his country all alone . . . where dreadful Charybdis lurks in a narrow channel between the rocks; past Cyclops the savage shepherd, and Ligurian Circe who turns men to swine; shipwrecked often upon the salt sea-wave; longing to eat the lotus, and the sacred cattle of the sun, whose flesh shall utter in the days to come a human voice, bitter to Odysseus. In brief, he shall descend alive to Hades, and, though he shall escape the waters' flood, yet shall he find a thousand troubles in his country when he arrives.
Homer, Odyssey, Book 2, line 1 (search)
along with him two swift hounds followed; and wondrous was the grace that Athena shed upon him, and all the people marvelled at him as he came. But he sat down in his father's seat, and the elders gave place. Then among them the lord Aegyptius was the first to speak, a man bowed with age and wise with wisdom untold. Now he spoke, because his dear son had gone in the hollow ships to Ilius, famed for its horses, in the company of godlike Odysseus, even the warrior Antiphus. But him the savage Cyclops had slainin his hollow cave, and made of him his latest meal. Three others there were; one, Eurynomus, consorted with the wooers, and two ever kept their father's farm. Yet, even so, he could not forget that other, mourning and sorrowing; and weeping for him he addressed the assembly, and spoke among them: “Hearken now to me, men of Ithaca, to the word that I shall say. Never have we held assembly or session since the day when goodly Odysseus departed in the hollow ships. And now who has ca
Homer, Odyssey, Book 9, line 281 (search)
supper, and ate them as a mountain-nurtured lion, leaving naught—ate the entrails, and the flesh, and the marrowy bones. And we with wailing held up our hands to Zeus,beholding his cruel deeds; and helplessness possessed our souls. But when the Cyclops had filled his huge maw by eating human flesh and thereafter drinking pure milk, he lay down within the cave, stretched out among the sheep. And I formed a plan in my great heartto steal near him, and draw my sharp sword from beside my thigh andwhen he had busily performed his tasks, again he seized two men at once and made ready his meal. And when he had made his meal he drove his fat flocks forth from the cave, easily moving away the great door-stone; and then he put it in place again, as one might set the lid upon a quiver.Then with loud whistling the Cyclops turned his fat flocks toward the mountain, and I was left there, devising evil in the deep of my heart, if in any way I might take vengeance on him, and Athena grant me glor
Homer, Odyssey, Book 9, line 318 (search)
“Now this seemed to my mind the best plan. There lay beside a sheep-pen a great club of the Cyclops,a staff of green olive-wood, which he had cut to carry with him when dry; and as we looked at it we thought it as large as is the mast of a black ship of twenty oars, a merchantman, broad of beam, which crosses over the great gulf; h dam he placed her young. But when he had busily performed his tasks, again he seized two men at once and made ready his supper.Then I drew near and spoke to the Cyclops, holding in my hands an ivy1 bowl of the dark wine: “‘Cyclops, take and drink wine after thy meal of human flesh, that thou mayest know what manner of drink this Cyclops, take and drink wine after thy meal of human flesh, that thou mayest know what manner of drink this is which our ship contained. It was to thee that I was bringing it as a drink offering, in the hope that, touched with pity,thou mightest send me on my way home; but thou ragest in a way that is past all bearing. Cruel man, how shall any one of all the multitudes of men ever come to thee again hereafter, seeing that thou hast wroug<
Homer, Odyssey, Book 9, line 360 (search)
“So he spoke, and again I handed him the flaming wine. Thrice I brought and gave it him, and thrice he drained it in his folly. But when the wine had stolen about the wits of the Cyclops, then I spoke to him with gentle words: “‘Cyclops, thou askest me of my glorious name, and Iwill tell it thee; and do thou give me a stranger's gift, even as thou didst promise. Noman is my name, Noman do they call me—my mother and my father, and all my comrades as well.’ “So I spoke, and he straightway answerCyclops, thou askest me of my glorious name, and Iwill tell it thee; and do thou give me a stranger's gift, even as thou didst promise. Noman is my name, Noman do they call me—my mother and my father, and all my comrades as well.’ “So I spoke, and he straightway answered me with pitiless heart: ‘Noman will I eat last among his comrades,and the others before him; this shall be thy gift.’ “He spoke, and reeling fell upon his back, and lay there with his thick neck bent aslant, and sleep, that conquers all, laid hold on him. And from his gullet came forth wine and bits of human flesh, and he vomited in his drunken sleep.Then verily I thrust in the stake under the deep ashes until it should grow hot, and heartened all my comrades with cheering w