Dr. Norman Prinsky

Humn. 2001 - World Humanities I / Augusta State University


Choral Ode from Euripides’ Orestes (lines 338-44)


Greek Text in English Transliteration

English Translation

ka-to-lo-phy-ro-mai, katolophyromai ma-ter-os hai-ma sas ho s’a-na-bac-cheu-ei. ho me-gas ol-bos ou mo-ni-mos en bro-tois a-na de lai-phos hos tis a-ka-tou tho-as ti-na-xas dai-mon kateklysen dei-non ponon hos pontou la-brois o-le-thri-oi sin en ky-ma-sin.

I grieve, I grieve -- your mother’s blood that drives you wild. Great prosperity among mortals is not lasting: upsetting it like the sail of a swift sloop, some higher power swamps it in the rough doom-waves of fearful toils, as of the sea.