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κρεῖσσον γὰρ εἰσάπαξ θανεῖνἢ τὰς ἁπάσας ἡμέρας πάσχειν κακῶς.
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Φύλακα πολυπόνωνβροτῶν.
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Αἰόλ᾽ ἀνθρώπων κακά,πόνου δ᾽ ἴδοις ἂν οὐδαμοῦ ταὐτὸν πτερόν.
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She Helen brought to Ilium her dowry, destruction.
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Μνήμην ἁπάντων, μουσομήτορ' ἐργάνην.
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Κλύειν δίκαιος μᾶλλον ἢ πρᾶξαι θέλεις.
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Of all the gods, Death only craves not gifts:Nor sacrifice, nor yet drink-offering pouredAvails; no altars hath he, nor is soothedBy hymns of praise. From him alone of allThe powers of heaven Persuasion holds aloof.
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Μέγας γὰρ Ἅιδης ἐστὶν εὔθυνος βροτῶνἔνερθε χθονός,δελτογράφῳ δὲ πάντ᾽ ἐπωπᾷ φρενί.
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Ἐγὼ γὰρ οὐκ εἰ δυστυχῶ, τοῦδ' εἵνεκαθέλοιμ' ἂν ὡς πλείστοισι πημονὰς τυχεῖν.
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Innumerable twinkling of the waves of the sea.
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Καὶ γλῶσσα τοξεύσασα μὴ τὰ καίρια,γένοιτο μύθου μῦθος ἂν θελκτήριος.
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Δακὼν δὲ στόμιον ὡς νεοζυγὴςπῶλος βιάζῃ καὶ πρὸς ἡνίας μάχῃ.
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Ἐγὼ διδαχθεὶς ἐν κακοῖς ἐπίσταμαιπολλοὺς καθαρμούς, καὶ λέγειν ὅπου δίκησιγᾶν θ᾽ ὁμοίως.
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Chorus: Let not thy love to man o'erleap the bounds Of reason, nor neglect thy wretched state: So my fond hope suggests thou shalt be free From these base chains, nor less in power than Jove.
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So in the Libyan fable it is toldThat once an eagle, stricken with a dart,Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft,'With our own feathers, not by others' hands,Are we now smitten.'
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Zeus, first cause, prime mover; for what thing without Zeus is done among mortals?
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δίχα δ' ἄλλων μονόφρων εἰμί
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It is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but the man the oath.
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Ὅρκοις τὰ μὴ δίκαια μὴ νικᾶν λέγω.
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Τελεῖται δ' ἐς τὸ πεπρωμένον·οὔθ' ὑποκαίων οὔτ' ἐπιλείβωνοὔτε δακρύων ἀπύρων ἱερῶνὀργὰς ἀτενεῖς παραθέλξει.
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Oh me, I have been struck a mortal blow right inside.
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I pray the gods will give me some reliefAnd end this weary job. One long full yearI've been lying here, on this rooftop,The palace of the sons of Atreus,Resting on my arms, just like a dog.I've come to know the night sky, every star,The powers we see glittering in the sky,Bringing winter and summer to us all,As the constellations rise and sink.
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Ὄξος τ' ἄλειφά τ' ἐγχέας ταὐτῷ κύτειδιχοστατοῦντ' ἂν οὐ φίλως † προσεννέποις.
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Death is better, a milder fate than tyranny.
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