Chorus
In the name of the gods, if you have any reverence for a friend who approaches you in all kindness, approach him! But know this, and know it well: it is in your power to escape this plague. Cruel is it that you feed it with your own flesh, and that there is no way for you to learn to endure the countless torments that dwell with it.
Philoctetes Again, again, you have recalled the old agony to my thoughts—kindest though you are of all who have visited before! Why have you ruined me? What have you done to me?
Chorus What do you mean?
Philoctetes That it was your hope to take me to that Trojan land I abhor.
Chorus Yes, I believe that to be the best course.
Philoctetes Leave me, then—immediately!
Chorus Pleasant, pleasant, indeed, is the task you set me, and I am ready to obey. Come, let us be going, each to his station in the ship!
Philoctetes By Zeus who hears men’s curses, do not go, I implore you!
Chorus Be moderate.
Philoctetes Friends, in the name of the gods, stay!
Chorus Why do you call?
Philoctetes Ayee, ayee! Doom, Doom! My suffering 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 crazed by 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 Hades; he dwells in the sunlight no more. Ah, my city, city of my fathers! I crave to see you, unhappy man that I truly am for leaving your sacred stream and going to help the Danaans, my enemies! I am nothing now, nothing anymore!