Euripides · Hippolytus Ἱππόλυτος

Euripides, Hippolytus 58–120: Prologue: Hippolytus honours Artemis and rejects Aphrodite

Hippolytus enters with his hunting companions, singing to Artemis, and offers her a wreath from an unmown meadow, saying that only the pure may gather its flowers. An old servant asks him to honour also the statue of Aphrodite at the gate, and Hippolytus replies that he has no regard for a goddess who is worshipped at night, and goes in. The servant prays to Aphrodite to forgive the young man's pride.

Lines 58–120 · 558 words · click a number to copy its link
Ἱππόλυτος 58ἕπεσθ’ ἀείδοντες ἕπεσθε τὰν Διὸς οὐρανίαν 60Ἄρτεμιν, ᾇ μελόμεσθα. Χορὸς Κυνηγῶν πότνια πότνια σεμνοτάτα, Ζανὸς γένεθλον, χαῖρε, χαῖρέ μοι, ὦ κόρα 65Λατοῦς Ἄρτεμι καὶ Διός, καλλίστα πολὺ παρθένων, ἃ μέγαν κατ’ οὐρανὸν ναίεις εὐπατέρειαν αὐ- λάν, Ζηνὸς πολύχρυσον οἶκον. 70χαῖρέ μοι, ὦ καλλίστα καλ- λίστα τῶν κατ’ Ὄλυμπον.

Hippolytus Come follow, friends, singing to Artemis, daughter of Zeus, throned in the sky, whose votaries we are.

Attendants of Hippolytus Lady goddess, awful queen, daughter of Zeus, all hail! hail! child of Latona and of Zeus, peerless mid the virgin choir, who hast thy dwelling in heaven’s wide mansions at thy noble father’s court, in the golden house of Zeus. All hail! most beauteous Artemis, lovelier far than all the daughters of Olympus!

Ἱππόλυτος 73σοὶ τόνδε πλεκτὸν στέφανον ἐξ ἀκηράτου λειμῶνος, ὦ δέσποινα, κοσμήσας φέρω, 75ἔνθ’ οὔτε ποιμὴν ἀξιοῖ φέρβειν βοτὰ οὔτ’ ἦλθέ πω σίδαρος, ἀλλ’ ἀκήρατον μέλισσα λειμῶν’ ἠρινὴ διέρχεται, Αἰδὼς δὲ ποταμίαισι κηπεύει δρόσοις· ὅσοις διδακτὸν μηδέν, ἀλλ’ ἐν τῇ φύσει 80τὸ σωφρονεῖν εἴληχεν ἐς τὰ πάνθ’ ὁμῶς, τούτοις δρέπεσθαι, τοῖς κακοῖσι δ’ οὐ θέμις. ἀλλ’, ὦ φίλη δέσποινα, χρυσέας κόμης ἀνάδημα δέξαι χειρὸς εὐσεβοῦς ἄπο. μόνῳ γάρ ἐστι τοῦτ’ ἐμοὶ γέρας βροτῶν· 85σοὶ καὶ ξύνειμι καὶ λόγοις ἀμείβομαι, κλύων μὲν αὐδήν, ὄμμα δ’ οὐχ ὁρῶν τὸ σόν. τέλος δὲ κάμψαιμ’ ὥσπερ ἠρξάμην βίου. Θεράπων ἄναξ — θεοὺς γὰρ δεσπότας καλεῖν χρεών — ἆρ’ ἄν τί μου δέξαιο βουλεύσαντος εὖ; Ἱππόλυτος 90καὶ κάρτα γ’· ἦ γὰρ οὐ σοφοὶ φαινοίμεθ’ ἄν. Θεράπων οἶσθ’ οὖν βροτοῖσιν ὃς καθέστηκεν νόμος […] Ἱππόλυτος οὐκ οἶδα· τοῦ δὲ καί μ’ ἀνιστορεῖς πέρι; Θεράπων μισεῖν τὸ σεμνὸν καὶ τὸ μὴ πᾶσιν φίλον. Ἱππόλυτος ὀρθῶς γε· τίς δ’ οὐ σεμνὸς ἀχθεινὸς βροτῶν; Θεράπων 95ἐν δ’ εὐπροσηγόροισιν ἔστι τις χάρις; Ἱππόλυτος πλείστη γε, καὶ κέρδος γε σὺν μόχθῳ βραχεῖ. Θεράπων ἦ κἀν θεοῖσι ταὐτὸν ἐλπίζεις τόδε; Ἱππόλυτος εἴπερ γε θνητοὶ θεῶν νόμοισι χρώμεθα. Θεράπων πῶς οὖν σὺ σεμνός, δαίμον’ οὐ προσεννέπων […] Ἱππόλυτος 100τίν’; εὐλαβοῦ δὲ μή τί σου σφαλῇ στόμα. Θεράπων τήνδ’, ἣ πύλαισι σαῖς ἐφέστηκεν Κύπρις. Ἱππόλυτος πρόσωθεν αὐτὴν ἁγνὸς ὢν ἀσπάζομαι. Θεράπων σεμνός γε μέντοι κἀπίσημος ἐν βροτοῖς. Ἱππόλυτος ἄλλοισιν ἄλλος θεῶν τε κἀνθρώπων μέλει. Θεράπων 105εὐδαιμονοίης νοῦν ἔχων ὅσον σε δεῖ. Ἱππόλυτος οὐδείς μ’ ἀρέσκει νυκτὶ θαυμαστὸς θεῶν. Θεράπων τιμαῖσιν, ὦ παῖ, δαιμόνων χρῆσθαι χρεών. Ἱππόλυτος χωρεῖτ’, ὀπαδοί, καὶ παρελθόντες δόμους σίτων μέλεσθε· τερπνὸν ἐκ κυναγίας 110τράπεζα πλήρης· καὶ καταψήχειν χρεὼν ἵππους, ὅπως ἂν ἅρμασιν ζεύξας ὕπο βορᾶς κορεσθεὶς γυμνάσω τὰ πρόσφορα. τὴν σὴν δὲ Κύπριν πόλλ’ ἐγὼ χαίρειν λέγω. Θεράπων ἡμεῖς δέ — τοὺς νέους γὰρ οὐ μιμητέον, 115φρονοῦντας οὕτως — ὡς πρέπει δούλοις λέγειν, προσευξόμεσθα τοῖσι σοῖς ἀγάλμασιν, δέσποινα Κύπρι. χρὴ δὲ συγγνώμην ἔχειν, εἴ τίς σ’ ὑφ’ ἥβης σπλάγχνον ἔντονον φέρων μάταια βάζει· μὴ δόκει τούτων κλύειν· 120σοφωτέρους γὰρ χρὴ βροτῶν εἶναι θεούς.

Hippolytus For thee, O mistress mine, I bring this woven wreath, culled from a virgin meadow, where nor shepherd dares to herd his flock nor ever scythe hath mown, but o’er the mead unshorn the bee doth wing its way in spring; and with the dew from rivers drawn purity that garden tends. Such as know no cunning lore, yet in whose nature self-control, made perfect, hath a home, these may pluck the flowers, but not the wicked world. Accept, I pray, dear mistress, mine this chaplet from my holy hand to crown thy locks of gold; for I, and none other of mortals, have this high guerdon, to be with thee, with thee converse, hearing thy voice, though not thy face beholding. So be it mine to end my life as I began.

Attendants My prince! we needs must call upon the gods, our lords, so wilt thou listen to a friendly word from me?

Hippolytus Why, that will I! else were I proved a fool.

Attendants Dost know, then, the way of the world?

Hippolytus Not I; but wherefore such a question?

Attendants It hates reserve which careth not for all men’s love.

Hippolytus And rightly too; reserve in man is ever galling.

Attendants But there’s a charm in courteous affability?

Hippolytus The greatest surely; aye, and profit, too, at trifling cost.

Attendants Dost think the same law holds in heaven as well?

Hippolytus I trow it doth, since all our laws we men from heaven draw.

Attendants Why, then, dost thou neglect to greet an august goddess?

Hippolytus Whom speak’st thou of? Keep watch upon thy tongue lest it some mischief cause.

Attendants Cypris I mean, whose image is stationed o’er thy gate.

Hippolytus I greet her from afar, preserving still my chastity.

Att Yet is she an august goddess, far renowned on earth.

Hippolytus ’Mongst gods as well as men we have our several preferences.

Attendants I wish thee luck, and wisdom too, so far as thou dost need it.

Hippolytus No god, whose worship craves the night, hath charms for me.

Attendants My son, we should avail us of the gifts that gods confer.

Hippolytus Go in, my faithful followers, and make ready food within the house; a well-filled board hath charms after the chase is o’er. Rub down my steeds ye must, that when I have had my all I may yoke them to the chariot and give them proper exercise. As for thy Queen of Love, a long farewell to her.

Attendants Meantime I with sober mind, for I must not copy my young master, do offer up my prayer to thy image, lady Cypris, in such words as it becomes a slave to use. But thou should’st pardon all, who, in youth’s impetuous heat, speak idle words of thee; make as though thou hearest not, for gods must needs be wiser than the sons of men.

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English translation by Edward P. Coleridge (1891). Original text: Greek text: Gilbert Murray (ed.), Euripidis Fabulae, Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1902, 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.