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Sophocles, Philoctetes (ed. Sir Richard Jebb), line 54 (search)
Neoptolemus Then what are your orders? Odysseus You must cheat the mind of Philoctetes by means of a storytold as you converse with him. When he asks you who and from where you are, say that you are the son of Achilles—it is not in that detail that you will cheat him. But tell him you are sailing homeward, and have left the fleet of the Achaean warriors, after coming to hate them with unbounded hatred.Give him this reason: when, with no other hope of taking Ilium, they had summoned you by their prayers to come from home, they judged you not worthy of the arms of Achilles, not worthy to receive them—even though you had come and were claiming them by right—but instead handed them over to Odysseus. Say what youwill of me—even the vilest of vile insults. You will not harm me at all by that. But if you fail to do as I say, you will inflict pain on all the Argives, for if that man's bow is not seized, you can never sack the realm of Dardanus.And learn why your intercourse with him
Sophocles, Philoctetes (ed. Sir Richard Jebb), line 219 (search)
me! What need, young man, has made you land here and brought you to this spot? What business? What wind so kind? Speak, tell me all, so that I may know who you are. Neoptolemus My birthplace is the island Scyros, and I am sailinghomeward. I am the son of Achilles, by name Neoptolemus. Now you know everything. Philoctetes O son of a father I loved, and of soil I cherished! Ward of aged Lycomedes, on what mission have you touched this shore? From where are you sailing? Neoptolemus Well, since you ask, it is from Ilium that I am now guiding my ship. Philoctetes What? You were certainly not our shipmate at the beginning of the expedition there. Neoptolemus And did you have a part in that toil? Philoctetes Then you do not know who I am? Neoptolemus How should I know one whom I have never seen before? Philoctetes Then you have not even heard my name, or any rumor of those sufferings under which I have been perishing? Neoptolemus Be sure that I know nothing of what you ask.
Sophocles, Philoctetes (ed. Sir Richard Jebb), line 441 (search)
hiloctetes He would be—no evil thing has ever been known to perish. No, the gods take excellent care of their kind. They find a strange joy in turning back from Hades all things criminaland crooked, while they are always dispatching the just and the good from life. How am I to regard these doings? How can I praise them, when in the very act of praising the ways of the gods, I find that the gods are evil? Neoptolemus I, at least, son of Oetean Poeas, will be on my guard hereafter against Iliumand the Atreids, and look on them only from afar. And where the worse man is stronger than the good, where nobility goes to ruin and the vile man dominates—among such men I will never make my friends. No, rocky Scyros shall suffice for mefrom now on to make me delight in my home. Now to my ship! And you, son of Poeas, farewell—as best you can, farewell! May the gods free you of your disease, just as you wish! But we must be going, so that wemay set sail whenever the god permits our voya<
Sophocles, Philoctetes (ed. Sir Richard Jebb), line 519 (search)
by necessity to endure misery.Neoptolemus is about to follow Philoctetes into the cave. Chorus Wait, let us listen to the two men who are coming!One is a crewman of your ship, the other a stranger. Go in after you hear their report. Enter the Merchant, on the spectators' left, accompanied by a Sailor. Merchant Son of Achilles, I asked my companion here, when he was guarding your ship with two others, to tell me where you might be found,since I have chanced upon you unexpectedly by the good fortune of coming to anchor off this very coast. With no great company I am homeward bound on my trader's voyage from Ilium to Peparethus with its cluster-laden vines, but when I heard that the sailorswere all of your crew, I resolved not to continue my voyage in silence, without first giving you my news and getting the due reward. You know nothing, I suspect, of your own affairs: the new designs the Greekshave regarding you, and not only designs, but deeds in progress and no longer postponed.
Sophocles, Philoctetes (ed. Sir Richard Jebb), line 1170 (search)
ffering kills me! Foot, my foot, what shall I do with you in the days to come?O friends, return, come back to me! Chorus To do what that has a different spirit from that of your former commands? Philoctetes There is no reason for indignation when the words of one crazedby a storm of pain are senseless. Chorus Come with us, then, poor man, as we bid you. Philoctetes Never, never—of that be certain! Not even if the lord of the fiery lightning comes to wrap me in the blaze of his thunderbolts!Ilium be damned, and as many of the men before its walls as dared reject this foot of mine! But oh, friends, grant me one wish! Chorus What would you ask? Philoctetes A sword, if you can find one, or an axe, or any weapon—please, pass it to me! Chorus That you may execute what scheme? Philoctetes Mangle all this body, and sever limb from limb with my own hand! Death, death is my thought now! Chorus Why, why ever would you— Philoctetes I am seeking my father— Chorus In what land? Philoctetes In