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Sophocles, Ajax 646–692: Third episode: Ajax's speech of apparent yielding

Ajax comes out and says that all things change in time, and that he has been softened and now pities his wife and son. He says that he will go to the shore to wash away his stain and bury the sword, the gift of Hector, where no one will see it, and that from now on he will yield to the gods and to the Atreidae. He asks Tecmessa to go in and pray, and tells the Chorus that they will soon hear that he has found peace.

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646ἅπανθʼ ὁ μακρὸς κἀναρίθμητος χρόνος φύει τʼ ἄδηλα καὶ φανέντα κρύπτεται· κοὐκ ἔστʼ ἄελπτον οὐδέν, ἀλλʼ ἁλίσκεται χὠ δεινὸς ὅρκος χαἰ περισκελεῖς φρένες. 650κἀγὼ γάρ, ὃς τὰ δείνʼ ἐκαρτέρουν τότε, βαφῇ σίδηρος ὣς ἐθηλύνθην στόμα πρὸς τῆσδε τῆς γυναικός· οἰκτίρω δέ νιν χήραν παρʼ ἐχθροῖς παῖδά τʼ ὀρφανὸν λιπεῖν. ἀλλʼ εἶμι πρός τε λουτρὰ καὶ παρακτίους 655λειμῶνας, ὡς ἂν λύμαθʼ ἁγνίσας ἐμὰ μῆνιν βαρεῖαν ἐξαλύξωμαι θεᾶς· μολών τε χῶρον ἔνθʼ ἂν ἀστιβῆ κίχω, κρύψω τόδʼ ἔγχος τοὐμόν, ἔχθιστον βελῶν, γαίας ὀρύξας ἔνθα μή τις ὄψεται· 660ἀλλʼ αὐτὸ νὺξ Ἅιδης τε σῳζόντων κάτω. ἐγὼ γὰρ ἐξ οὗ χειρὶ τοῦτʼ ἐδεξάμην παρʼ Ἕκτορος δώρημα δυσμενεστάτου, οὔπω τι κεδνὸν ἔσχον Ἀργείων πάρα. ἀλλʼ ἔστʼ ἀληθὴς ἡ βροτῶν παροιμία, 665ἐχθρῶν ἄδωρα δῶρα κοὐκ ὀνήσιμα. τοιγὰρ τὸ λοιπὸν εἰσόμεσθα μὲν θεοῖς εἴκειν, μαθησόμεσθα δʼ Ἀτρείδας σέβειν. ἄρχοντές εἰσιν, ὥσθʼ ὑπεικτέον. τί μήν; καὶ γὰρ τὰ δεινὰ καὶ τὰ καρτερώτατα 670τιμαῖς ὑπείκει· τοῦτο μὲν νιφοστιβεῖς χειμῶνες ἐκχωροῦσιν εὐκάρπῳ θέρει· ἐξίσταται δὲ νυκτὸς αἰανὴς κύκλος τῇ λευκοπώλῳ φέγγος ἡμέρᾳ φλέγειν· δεινῶν τʼ ἄημα πνευμάτων ἐκοίμισε 675στένοντα πόντον· ἐν δʼ ὁ παγκρατὴς ὕπνος λύει πεδήσας, οὐδʼ ἀεὶ λαβὼν ἔχει. ἡμεῖς δὲ πῶς οὐ γνωσόμεσθα σωφρονεῖν; ἔγωγʼ· ἐπίσταμαι γὰρ ἀρτίως ὅτι ὅ τʼ ἐχθρὸς ἡμῖν ἐς τοσόνδʼ ἐχθαρτέος, 680ὡς καὶ φιλήσων αὖθις, ἔς τε τὸν φίλον τοσαῦθʼ ὑπουργῶν ὠφελεῖν βουλήσομαι, ὡς αἰὲν οὐ μενοῦντα· τοῖς πολλοῖσι γὰρ βροτῶν ἄπιστός ἐσθʼ ἑταιρείας λιμήν. ἀλλʼ ἀμφὶ μὲν τούτοισιν εὖ σχήσει· σὺ δὲ 685ἔσω θεοῖς ἐλθοῦσα διὰ τάχους, γύναι, εὔχου τελεῖσθαι τοὐμὸν ὧν ἐρᾷ κέαρ. ὑμεῖς δʼ, ἑταῖροι, ταὐτὰ τῇδέ μοι τάδε τιμᾶτε, Τεύκρῳ τʼ, ἢν μόλῃ, σημήνατε μέλειν μὲν ἡμῶν, εὐνοεῖν δʼ ὑμῖν ἅμα. 690ἐγὼ γὰρ εἶμʼ ἐκεῖσʼ ὅποι πορευτέον· ὑμεῖς δʼ ἃ φράζω δρᾶτε, καὶ τάχʼ ἄν μʼ ἴσως πύθοισθε, κεἰ νῦν δυστυχῶ, σεσωσμένον.

All things the long and countless years first draw from darkness, and then bury from light; and there is nothing which man should not expect: the dread power of oath is conquered, as is unyielding will. For even I, who used to be so tremendously strong—yes, like tempered iron—felt my tongue’s sharp edge emasculated by this woman’s words, and I feel the pity of leaving her a widow and the boy an orphan among my enemies. But I will go to the bathing-place and the meadows by the shore so that by purging my defilements I may escape the heavy anger of the goddess. Then I will find some isolated spot, and bury this sword of mine, most hateful weapon, digging down in the earth where none can see. Let Night and Hades keep it underground! For ever since I took into my hand this gift from Hector, my greatest enemy, I have gotten no good from the Greeks. Yes, men’s proverb is true: the gifts of enemies are no gifts and bring no good. And so hereafter I shall, first, know how to yield to the gods, and, second, learn to revere the Atreidae. They are rulers, so we must submit. How could it be otherwise? Things of awe and might submit to authority. So it is that winter with its snow-covered paths gives place to fruitful summer; night’s dark orbit makes room for day with her white horses to kindle her radiance; the blast of dreadful winds allows the groaning sea to rest; and among them all, almighty Sleep releases the fettered sleeper, and does not hold him in a perpetual grasp. And we men—must we not learn self-restraint? I, at least, will learn it, since I am newly aware that an enemy is to be hated only as far as suits one who will in turn become a friend. Similarly to a friend I would wish to give only so much help and service as suits him who will not forever remain friendly. For the masses regard the haven of comradeship as treacherous. But concerning these things it will be well. You, wife, go inside and pray to the gods that the desires of my heart be completed to the very end. You also, my comrades, honor my wishes just as she does, and command Teucer, when he comes, to take care of us, and to be kind to you at the same time. I am going to where my journey inexorably leads. But you do as I say, and before long, perhaps, though I now suffer, you will hear that I have found rest and peace.

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English translation by Richard C. Jebb (modernised by Perseus) (1893). Original text: Greek text: Francis Storr (ed. and trans.), Sophocles, Loeb Classical Library, London: William Heinemann, 1913, as digitised by Perseus. English: Richard C. Jebb, Sophocles: The Plays and Fragments, The Ajax, Cambridge University Press, 1893 (Perseus's modernised version of Jebb's prose translation).

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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