Euripides · Heracles Ἡρακλῆς

Euripides, Heracles 1088–1145: Exodos: Heracles wakes and learns what he has done

Heracles wakes, not knowing where he is, and is bewildered to find himself bound among bodies, and asks his father what has happened. Amphitryon at first cannot tell him, but at last, urged on by Heracles, says that he has killed his children, and Heracles learns what he has done.

Lines 1088–1145 · 598 words · click a number to copy its link
Ἡρακλῆς 1088ἔα· ἔμπνους μέν εἰμι καὶ δέδορχʼ ἅπερ με δεῖ, 1090αἰθέρα τε καὶ γῆν τόξα θʼ Ἡλίου τάδε […] ὡς ἐν κλύδωνι καὶ φρενῶν ταράγματι πέπτωκα δεινῷ καὶ πνοὰς θερμὰς πνέω μετάρσιʼ, οὐ βέβαια, πνευμόνων ἄπο. ἰδού, τί δεσμοῖς ναῦς ὅπως ὡρμισμένος 1095νεανίαν θώρακα καὶ βραχίονα, πρὸς ἡμιθραύστῳ λαΐνῳ τυκίσματι ἧμαι, νεκροῖσι γείτονας θάκους ἔχων; πτερωτά τʼ ἔγχη· τόξα δʼ ἔσπαρται πέδῳ, ἃ πρὶν παρασπίζοντʼ ἐμοῖς βραχίοσιν 1100ἔσῳζε πλευρὰς ἐξ ἐμοῦ τʼ ἐσῴζετο. οὔ που κατῆλθον αὖθις εἰς Ἅιδου πάλιν, Εὐρυσθέως δίαυλον; εἰς Ἅιδου; πόθεν; ἀλλʼ οὔτε Σισύφειον εἰσορῶ πέτρον Πλούτωνά τʼ, οὐδὲ σκῆπτρα Δήμητρος κόρης. 1105ἔκ τοι πέπληγμαι· ποῦ ποτʼ ὢν ἀμηχανῶ; ὠή, τίς ἐγγὺς ἢ πρόσω φίλων ἐμῶν, δύσγνοιαν ὅστις τὴν ἐμὴν ἰάσεται; σαφῶς γὰρ οὐδὲν οἶδα τῶν εἰωθότων. Ἀμφιτρύων γέροντες, ἔλθω τῶν ἐμῶν κακῶν πέλας; Χορός 1110κἀγώ γε σὺν σοί, μὴ προδοὺς τὰς συμφοράς. Ἡρακλῆς πάτερ, τί κλαίεις καὶ συναμπίσχῃ κόρας, τοῦ φιλτάτου σοι τηλόθεν παιδὸς βεβώς; Ἀμφιτρύων ὦ τέκνον· εἶ γὰρ καὶ κακῶς πράσσων ἐμός. Ἡρακλῆς πράσσω δʼ ἐγὼ τί λυπρόν, οὗ δακρυρροεῖς; Ἀμφιτρύων 1115ἃ κἂν θεῶν τις, εἰ μάθοι, καταστένοι. Ἡρακλῆς μέγας γʼ ὁ κόμπος, τὴν τύχην δʼ οὔπω λέγεις. Ἀμφιτρύων ὁρᾷς γὰρ αὐτός, εἰ φρονῶν ἤδη κυρεῖς. Ἡρακλῆς εἴπʼ, εἴ τι καινὸν ὑπογράφῃ τὠμῷ βίῳ. Ἀμφιτρύων εἰ μηκέθʼ Ἅιδου βάκχος εἶ, φράσαιμεν ἄν. Ἡρακλῆς 1120παπαῖ, τόδʼ ὡς ὕποπτον ᾐνίξω πάλιν. Ἀμφιτρύων καί σʼ εἰ βεβαίως εὖ φρονεῖς ἤδη σκοπῶ. Ἡρακλῆς οὐ γάρ τι βακχεύσας γε μέμνημαι φρένας. Ἀμφιτρύων λύσω, γέροντες, δεσμὰ παιδός; ἢ τί δρῶ; Ἡρακλῆς καὶ τόν γε δήσαντʼ εἴπʼ· ἀναινόμεσθα γάρ. Ἀμφιτρύων 1125τοσοῦτον ἴσθι τῶν κακῶν· τὰ δʼ ἄλλʼ ἔα. Ἡρακλῆς ἀρκεῖ σιωπὴ γὰρ μαθεῖν ὃ βούλομαι; Ἀμφιτρύων ὦ Ζεῦ, παρʼ Ἥρας ἆρʼ ὁρᾷς θρόνων τάδε; Ἡρακλῆς ἀλλʼ ἦ τι κεῖθεν πολέμιον πεπόνθαμεν; Ἀμφιτρύων τὴν θεὸν ἐάσας τὰ σὰ περιστέλλου κακά. Ἡρακλῆς 1130ἀπωλόμεσθα· συμφορὰν λέξεις τινά. Ἀμφιτρύων ἰδού, θέασαι τάδε τέκνων πεσήματα. Ἡρακλῆς οἴμοι· τίνʼ ὄψιν τήνδε δέρκομαι τάλας; Ἀμφιτρύων ἀπόλεμον, ὦ παῖ, πόλεμον ἔσπευσας τέκνοις. Ἡρακλῆς τί πόλεμον εἶπας; τούσδε τίς διώλεσε; Ἀμφιτρύων 1135σὺ καὶ σὰ τόξα καὶ θεῶν ὃς αἴτιος. Ἡρακλῆς τί φῄς; τί δράσας; ὦ κάκʼ ἀγγέλλων πάτερ. Ἀμφιτρύων μανείς· ἐρωτᾷς δʼ ἄθλιʼ ἑρμηνεύματα. Ἡρακλῆς ἦ καὶ δάμαρτός εἰμʼ ἐγὼ φονεὺς ἐμῆς; Ἀμφιτρύων μιᾶς ἅπαντα χειρὸς ἔργα σῆς τάδε. Ἡρακλῆς 1140αἰαῖ· στεναγμῶν γάρ με περιβάλλει νέφος. Ἀμφιτρύων τούτων ἕκατι σὰς καταστένω τύχας. Ἡρακλῆς ἦ γὰρ συνήραξʼ οἶκον ἢ βάκχευσʼ ἐμόν; Ἀμφιτρύων οὐκ οἶδα πλὴν ἕν· πάντα δυστυχεῖ τὰ σά. Ἡρακλῆς ποῦ δʼ οἶστρος ἡμᾶς ἔλαβε; ποῦ διώλεσεν; Ἀμφιτρύων 1145ὅτʼ ἀμφὶ βωμὸν χεῖρας ἡγνίζου πυρί.

Heracles Aha! I am alive and breathing; and my eyes resume their function, opening on the sky and earth and the sun’s darting beam; but how my senses reel! in what strange turmoil am I plunged! my fevered breath in quick spasmodic gasps escapes my lungs. How now? why am I lying here, my brawny chest and arms made fast with cables like a ship, beside a half-shattered piece of masonry, with corpses for my neighbors; while over the floor my bow and arrows are scattered, that once like trusty squires to my arm both kept me safe and were kept safe by me? Surely I have not come a second time to Hades’ halls, having just returned from there for Eurystheus? To Hades? From where? No, I do not see Sisyphus with his stone, or Pluto, or his queen, Demeter’s child. Surely I am distraught; where am I, so helpless? Ho, there! which of my friends is near or far to cure me in my perplexity? For I have no clear knowledge of things once familiar.

Amphitryon My aged friends, shall I approach the scene of my sorrow?

Chorus Leader Yes, and let me go with you, not desert you in your trouble.

Heracles Father, why do you weep and veil your eyes, standing far from your beloved son?

Amphitryon My child! mine still, for all your misery.

Heracles Why, what is there so sad in my case that you weep?

Amphitryon That which might make any of the gods weep, if he were to learn it.

Heracles A bold assertion that, but you are not yet explaining what has happened.

Amphitryon Your own eyes see that, if by this time you are restored to your senses.

Heracles Fill in your sketch if any change awaits my life.

Amphitryon I will explain, if you are no longer mad as a fiend of hell.

Heracles Oh! what suspicions these dark hints of yours again excite!

Amphitryon I am still doubtful whether you are in your sober senses.

Heracles I have no recollection of being mad.

Amphitryon Am I to loose my son, old friends, or what shall I do?

Heracles Loose me, yes, and say who bound me; for I feel shame at this.

Amphitryon Rest content with what you know of your woes; the rest forego.

Heracles No. for is silence sufficient to learn what I wish?

Amphitryon O Zeus, do you behold these deeds proceeding from the throne of Hera?

Heracles What! have I suffered something from her enmity?

Amphitryon A truce to the goddess! attend to your own troubles.

Heracles I am undone; you will tell me some mischance.

Amphitryon See here the corpses of your children.

Heracles O horror! what sight is here? ah me!

Amphitryon My son, against your children you have waged unnatural war.

Heracles War! what do you mean? who killed these?

Amphitryon You and your bow and some god, whoever is to blame.

Heracles What are you saying? what have I done? Speak, father, you messenger of evil!

Amphitryon You were insane; it is a sad explanation you are asking.

Heracles Was it I that slew my wife also?

Amphitryon Your own unaided arm has done all this.

Heracles Alas! a cloud of mourning wraps me round.

Amphitryon For this reason I lament your fate.

Heracles Did I dash my house to pieces in my frenzy?

Amphitryon I know nothing but this, that you are utterly undone.

Heracles Where did the madness seize me? where did it destroy me?

Amphitryon When you were purifying yourself with fire at the altar.

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English translation by Edward P. Coleridge (1891). Original text: Greek text: Gilbert Murray (ed.), Euripidis Fabulae, Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1913, as digitised by Perseus. English: Edward P. Coleridge, The Plays of Euripides, London: George Bell and Sons, first published 1891 (Bohn's Classical Library; the Perseus header records a later printing).

Greek text and translation from the Perseus Digital Library, Tufts University, CC BY-SA 4.0 (Perseus Digital Library); translation public domain. Introductions, summaries and notes © GreekMythology.com.

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