“I suggest you safeguard my words by writing them on tablet in your minds”
αἰνῶ φυλάξαι τἄμ᾿ ἔπη δελτουμένας
Aeschylus, Suppliants, 200-204
“Don’t be too aggressive or broken in speech: These people are really ready to be angry. Remember to be accommodating: you are a foreign refugee in need. To speak boldly is not a fitting move for the weak.”
“You are the city, truly. You are the people. An unjudged chief of state rules The altar, the city’s hearth, With only your votes and nods, With only your scepter on the throne You judge every need. Be on guard against contamination!”
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Aeschylus, Suppliants 991-997
“Write this down with the many other notes In your mind of the wisdoms from your father: An unfamiliar mob is evaluated by time, But everyone has an evil tongue prepared to lash out over immigrants and speaking foully is somehow easy. I advise you not to bring me shame Now that you are in the age which turns mortal gazes.”
When you hear the words “ancient Greek tragedy,” what comes to mind? Suicide, maybe. Some parricide every once in a while. If you’re feeling particularly despairing, maybe even all three: suicide, parricide, and gouging out one’s eyes. Skim through the pages of The Bacchae, Medea, Hippolytus, and others, and you will find that Greek tragedies do not involve a lot of positive emotion.
However, one tragedy defies the tradition of soul-crushing endings to soul-crushing plays: Euripides’ Alcestis. Yes, the play’s characters suffer—the titular protagonist Alcestis even dies. Nonetheless, the characters of Alcestis enjoy a traditionally happy ending.
Or do they?
First, we have to examine how we got to this point. Alcestis is not as popular a tragedy as, say, Oedipus Tyrannus, so it calls for some exposition. Here is a bare-bones summary: King Admetus of Pherae, due to his friendship with Apollo, is saved from an early death. However, someone must die in his place. Admetus’ parents refuse, but his wife Alcestis agrees to die for him. As she slowly withers, Admetus swears to never remarry. He insults his father Pheres for not choosing to die instead, and Pheres calls him a coward before storming off. Amongst this chaos, an oblivious Heracles stops by Pherae. Wanting to be hospitable, Admetus houses Heracles despite his wife’s death. Heracles initially drinks and celebrates, but once he learns of Alcestis’ death, he sets off to retrieve her from Thanatos. He later returns to Admetus with a veiled woman, whom he claims he won in a competition. Admetus initially refuses to take the woman in, but, pressured by Heracles, he agrees. Admetus lifts the veil to find Alcestis beneath it, and he rejoices. She cannot speak for three days, but Admetus, overcome by joy, declares a feast. With Admetus’ mistake reversed and everyone ostensibly alive and well, the play ends.
King Admetus of Thessaly Mourning the Death of Alcestis by Johann Heinrich Tischbein the Elder
If you know this play’s designation and know what the word tragedy means, one thing immediately stands out: what’s up with that ending? In a sea of grim, unsalvageable conclusions, Alcestis’ fairytale resolution sticks out like a rainbow-hued thumb.
But something more specific also stands out: what’s up with Alcestis?
If you take this play at face value, Alcestis has been rendered temporarily mute by death and will soon regain her voice. In Diane Arnson Svarlien’s translation of Alcestis, Heracles says, “[Alcestis is] consecrated to the gods below / and will not be released until the third / day’s light has come” (Euripides, lines 1207-1209). The reader can assume that Alcestis’ condition is temporary and all will be well in three days. Her muteness is only a small bump on the road to her and Admetus’ happily ever after. However, this face-value interpretation leaves quite a few questions unanswered. For example, why doesn’t Alcestis react to her revival? Why doesn’t she reach for Admetus? Why doesn’t she at least smile? She is mute, not immobile. Being rescued from death and reunited with one’s husband should provoke a reaction. As Admetus asks, “Why is she just standing there in silence?” (Euripides, line 1205).
Which brings this essay to its point: Alcestis didn’t want to be revived. Her lack of reaction says it all. She resents that Heracles has dragged her back to life, she resents that she will have to spend more time with Admetus, and she resents that her seemingly perfect escape plan was foiled. Alcestis’ choice to die for her husband was not motivated by love; it was motivated by desperation for freedom.
It is important to note that Alcestis didn’t die happily. However, the timing of her sadness reveals that she took issue with the circumstances surrounding her death, not death itself. Alcestis’ chorus initially says, “When she realized / the day had come, she bathed her pale skin / with water from the river. Then she took / her clothing and her lovely jewelry / from cedar chambers, and she dressed herself / as the occasion called for” (Euripides, lines 153-158). Here, Alcestis displays surprising diligence for someone about to go to her death. Instead of refusing to surrender herself or breaking down, she prepares for her day. This sense of acceptance continues as she prays to Hestia and walks through her house. The chorus continues, “[Alcestis’] eyes were dry; she did not moan. Her beautiful complexion / was unchanged by the imminent disaster” (Euripides, lines 171-173). These sentences add a layer of determination to Alcestis’ actions. She behaves as if she is completing an important task. She may not like it, but she knows it must be done. Alcestis’ outward stoicism only falters when she comes across her marriage bed and children. She says to the bed, “It’s you / alone who have destroyed me” (Euripides, lines 179-180), and embraces her children “like a woman who is dying” (line 193). Alcestis’ reluctance to die stems from her resentment at having been put in this situation and from having to leave her children behind; however, she doesn’t seem to resent death itself. She is upset that her husband would let her die in such a way and upset for her children, but she keeps her composure regarding the action of dying.
King Admetus Recognizes Alcestis, Who Is Being Led from the Underworld by Heracles by Johann Heinrich Tischbein the Elder
There are two reasons why Alcestis would be so okay with death: she either loves Admetus that much, or she quietly despises him and views death as an escape. Given her comments toward Admetus, evidence points toward the latter. As Alcestis dies, she says, “I am dying, / although I didn’t have to, for your sake. / I could have married well in Thessaly, / had any man I wanted, lived in wealth” (Euripides, lines 301-304). In her final moments, Alcestis expresses resentment toward her marriage. She seems bitter that she married Admetus and implies that she didn’t want to. Given that this play takes place in ancient Greece, one has to wonder if Alcestis even chose to marry Admetus. Alcestis mentions her youth quite a few times, so she is obviously young. The existence of her children indicates that she married Admetus when she was even younger. In contrast, Admetus is a well-established king with very old parents, which indicates that he is probably middle-aged. A young girl without much agency being married off to an older man? Said young girl growing resentful of her husband due to her lack of agency? Considering this play’s setting, that is par for the course (Beneker and Tsouvala).
And Alcestis’ grievances regarding her marriage don’t stop there. One of her last requests to Admetus is to never remarry. She says to him, “It’s not possible / to pay me back what I deserve (for nothing / is worth more than a life), but what I will ask / is fair, as you’ll agree… Don’t remarry” (Euripides, lines 318-324). However, just a few lines after this request, she implies to her children that Admetus will remarry anyway. She says, “But you, my daughter, how will you / grow up to womanhood? What kind of wife / will your father marry after me? Let’s hope / she doesn’t, in the blossom of your youth, / cast some disgraceful slander on your name / and ruin utterly your hopes of marriage” (Euripides, lines 332-334). Alcestis evidently does not have much faith in her husband. She believes him to be the kind of person who would disregard his wife’s dying wish, the kind of person who would force a malicious stepmother upon his children. And, unfortunately, Alcestis might be onto something.
Throughout this play, Admetus is selfish, cowardly, and ungrateful. After Alcestis dies, Admetus’ father Pheres calls him out on this behavior. He says, “So, you put up a fight, / got out of dying, shamelessly stayed alive, / avoided your due fate by killing [Alcestis]. / You’re calling me a coward? You’re the worst! […] You’ve found a smart alternative to death: / just persuade your current wife to die / on your behalf! And then you blame your loved ones / if they won’t do it, coward that you are!” (Euripides, lines 735-744). Per his own father, Admetus is a spineless duty-shirker. Step into Alcestis’ shoes again, and you will see why she might resent her marriage. She probably lacked a say in marrying Admetus, and his lack of character only made things worse. To add to her unfortunate situation, she had no way out of her marriage, and her freedom was extremely limited. Alcestis, bound to a man she quietly resented, must have felt exceedingly trapped. So when an escape route presented itself in the form of death, she took it. It was a perfect plan: Alcestis would escape her marriage, die as a revered figure, and indirectly inflict some pain upon her husband. It was freedom on a silver platter. Alcestis didn’t die for Admetus; she died for herself.
Evidently, though, Alcestis doesn’t stay dead. Heracles fights Thanatos to retrieve her, then he brings her back to Admetus. However, something is very wrong with this revived Alcestis. Along with not being able to speak, she is stiff and devoid of emotion. As far as the reader can tell, she does not react at all to the fantastical events occurring around her. She simply stands in silence. Think back to Alcestis’ possible reasons to die, and it becomes increasingly clear that her lack of reaction is not just due to her death. She is frustrated, despairing, demoralized, and more resentful than ever. By reviving her, Heracles has negated all that has occurred. After a brief moment of freedom in death, Alcestis is shackled once more.
For all of Alcestis’ life, men tell her what to do. A man tells her to marry Admetus, a man tells her to be a homemaker, a man tells her to die, and now, a man tells her—forces her, really—to return to Admetus. She tries to break free, but she is dragged right back to where she started. By the man, no less: Heracles, with his heroic deeds and bulging muscles, was considered the ideal man by many ancient Greeks, and many modern men still view him as such (Blanshard and Stafford). Alcestis’ reunion with Admetus is almost symbolic: veiled and finely dressed, she is guided to her husband by a guardian. Once she reaches her husband, he takes her hand and her freedom. She quite literally has no say in any of this. Her relationship with Admetus started with a marriage she did not want, and said relationship is revived with a reenactment of this forced marriage. Alcestis does not depict a noble act of self-sacrifice; it depicts a desperate suicide attempt by a trapped young woman. Admetus may receive a happy ending, but Alcestis does not. Her revival is the real tragedy of this play.
Bio
Lana Miao is a high school junior from Great Neck, New York. She discovered the world of Classics through the Percy Jackson series in second grade, and her sixth grade Latin class solidified her passion for the field. She hopes to major in the Classics with a concentration in the Latin language. She enjoys parsing Latin text, reading too deeply into the syntax of Latin poetry, and interrogating the depiction of female figures in Greco-Roman literature. In her free time, she produces music, sings, and clumsily translates English paragraphs into Latin. Her favorite authors are Catullus and Euripides!
Works Cited
Beneker, Jeffrey, and Georgia Tsouvala. The Discourse of Marriage in the Greco-Roman World. U of Wisconsin P, 2020. JSTOR, https://doi.org/10.2307/j.ctv136c5bq. Accessed 25 May 2025.
Blanshard, Alastair J.L., and Emma Stafford, editors. The Modern Hercules. Brill, 2020. Vol. 21 of Metaforms.
“We alone are right-minded; everyone else is wrong.”
μόνοι γὰρ εὖ φρονοῦμεν, οἱ δ᾽ ἄλλοι κακῶς.
Scenes to be Read
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170-329
460-518
775-1024
1167-end
Euripides, Bacchae 386–401
The fate for unbridled mouths
And lawless foolishness
Is misfortune.
The life of peace
And prudence
Is unshaken and cements together
Human homes. For even though
They live far off in the sky
The gods gaze at human affairs.
Wisdom is not wit;
Nor is thinking thoughts which belong not to mortals.
Life is brief. And because of this
Whoever seeks out great accomplishments
May not grasp the things at hand.
These are the ways of madmen
And wicked fools, I think.
Dionysus – Tony Jayawardena
Agaue – Janet Spencer-Turner
Pentheus – Richard Neale
Kadmos – Vince Brimble
Tiresias – Paul O’Mahony
Chorus – Nichole Bird and Sarah Finigan
Euripides Bacchae, Fourth Chorus (862-912)
“Will I ever lift my white foot
As I dance along
In the all night chorus—
Shaking my head at the dewy sky
Like the fawn who plays
In a meadow’s pale pleasures
When she has fled the frightful hunt
Beyond the well-woven nets of the guard—
With a holler, the hunter
Recalls the rush of his hounds
And she leaps
With the swift-raced lust of the winds
Across the riverbounded plain,
Taking pleasure in the places free
Of mortals and in the tender shoots
Of the shadow grove?
What’s cleverness for? Is there any nobler prize
Mortals can receive from the gods
Than to hold your hand over the heads
Of your enemies?
Whatever is noble is always dear.
Scarcely, but still surely,
The divine moves its strength
It brings mortals low
When they honor foolishness
And do not worship the gods
Because of some insane belief
They skillfully hide
The long step of time
As they hunt down the irreverent.
For it is never right
To think or practice stronger
Than the laws.
For it is a light price
To believe that these have strength—
Whatever the divine force truly is
And whatever has been customary for so long,
This will always be, by nature.
What’s cleverness for? Is there any nobler prize
Mortals can receive from the gods
Than to hold your hand over the heads
Of your enemies?
Whatever is noble is always dear.
Fortunate is the one who flees
The swell of the sea and returns to harbor.
Fortunate is the one who survives through troubles
One is greater than another in different things,
He surpasses in fortune and power—
But in numberless hearts still
Are numberless hopes: some result
In good fortune, but other mortal dreams
Just disappear.
Whoever has a happy life to-day,
I consider fortunate.
Many are the forms of divine powers
Many are the acts the gods unexpectedly make.
The very things which seemed likely did not happen
but for the unlikely, some god found a way.
This turned out to be that kind of story.
Over the past few weeks we have presented readings of Euripides’ Helen and Sophocles’ Philoktetes (in partnership with the Center for Hellenic Studies and the Kosmos Society and Out of Chaos Theatre). This week we turn to Euripides’ Herakles, a play which contemplates just how much one person should be alone and the cruel machinations of divine will. So, uplifting reading for everyone!
Euripides, Herakles 772-780
“The [gods] heed the unjust and
Hear the pious too.
Gold and good luck
Drive mortals out of their minds,
And pull unjust power together.
No one dares to glance back at time:
They pass by law to honor lawlessness
And break the dark chariot of wealth.”
Tim Delap – Tim has performed several times in leading roles at the National Theatre and in the West End. He recently played Rochester in the critically-acclaimed Jane Eyre
Evelyn Miller – just finished playing Bianca in The Taming of the Shrew at Shakespeare’s Globe. Other recent credits include leading roles at the National Theatre and RSC. Evvy is an associate director of Actors From The London Stage.
Richard Neale – associate director of Actor From The London Stage with whom he has toured the US playing leading roles in The Tempest, King Lear and Othello. A director and teacher, Richard has almost 20 years’ experience of performing in the UK.
Paul O’Mahony – artistic director of Out of Chaos with whom he created the award winning Unmythable. He recently toured the US in their production of Macbeth and is currently working on two productions inspired by ancient culture. He has twice been a visiting artist at the CHS.
Euripides, Herakles 1425-1426
“Whoever wishes to have honor or strength instead of
Good friends reckons badly.”
Five years ago, a group of us got together and started reading Greek tragedies with actors and scholars and whoever else appeared. Over the next 3 years years, we aired 65 episodes, covering every tragedy, fragments, some comedies, original work, excerpts from epic, and eventually the Batrakhomuomakhia. We did a podcast about it and an interview a year or so later.
It was a transformative and uplifting experience that reshaped the way many of us thought about the relationship between performance and communities of support and interpretation. I am grateful for it and nostalgic in these darker days. We will be reposting the original notes for each session for the remainder of the year.
A week or so ago Paul O’Mahony pulled together a few people from the Center for Hellenic Studies (Lanah Koelle and Keith DeStone) with me and several members of the Kosmos Society (including Janet Ozsolak, Helene Emeriaud, Sarah Scott) with an idea: bringing together Hellenists and actors in isolation to do readings and discussions of Greek Tragedy during these strange times. We talked about how important it is to retain human contact and communication to stay sane, how the arts help us reflect on being human and how in these frightening times the humanities have no less a purchase on our imaginations and our needs than at any other.
We sketched out a basic plan to read a play a week and invite professional actors to read scenes together. And then we tried it out the next day. We recorded it rather than performing it live because we had no idea how well it would go. Here it is:
Designed by Paul O’Mahony with consultation from the Kosmos Society and Joel Christensen (me!)
Scenes include: Helen’s opening speech Helen and Teucer (l. 68-164) Menelaos speech (l.386-438) Menelaos and Old Woman (l.437-484) Menelaos and Helen meet (l.528-661) Menelaos and Helen plotting (l.1031-1093)
I hope you take some time to watch this and read along (we use this text). The conversation was unscripted and mostly unplanned–some of the comments about seeming and being and living at the edge of things or through mediated experiences struck me pretty hard.
We plan to do this on a weekly basis and are looking for experts in tragedy and actors who would like to participate. Please reach out! We hope to give people a chance to spend time thinking about Greek tragedy, engaging with one another, and meeting new people, learning new things.
For next week, we will be running the show live and opening it up to the public:
“They took Melanthios out through the hall and into the courtyard.
They cut off his nose and ears with pitiless bronze.
Then they cut off his balls and fed them raw to the dogs;
And they cut off his hands and feet with an enraged heart.”
“If this one defeats you and proves stronger,
I will send you to the shore, throw you in a black ship,
And ship you off to king Ekhetos, the most wicked man of all.
He will cut off your nose and ears with pitiless bronze
And after severing your balls, he will feed them raw to his dogs.”
“Ekhetos was the son of Boukhetos, after whom there is also a city named in Sicily. He is said to have been tyrant of the Sicilians. The story is that he did every kind of mischief to the inhabitants of his land and killed foreigners by mutilating them. He exhibited so much wickedness that even those who lived far off would send people to him to kill when they wanted to punish someone. He developed all kinds of unseemly methods. This is why the people would not endure so bitter a tyranny, and they killed him by stoning.”
A lingering interpretive problem for the Odyssey is why the epic introduces this torture and attributes it to a very bad person, only to have Odysseus commit the very same act later in the epic. A pressing question for modern readers of Homer is why so few of us have bothered to worry about this at all.
Combined with the hanging of the enslaved women, this should be an indictment of Odysseus and support for the rebellion against him in book 24.
From the Suda:
“Tyrannos: The poets before the Trojan War used to name kings (basileis) tyrants, but later during the time of Archilochus, this word was transferred to the Greeks in general, just as the sophist Hippias records. Homer, at least, calls the most lawless man of all, Ekhetos, a king, not a tyrant. Tyrant is a a name that derives from the Tyrrenians because these men were quite severe pirates.* None of the other poets uses the name tyrant in any of their works. But Aristotle in the Constitution of the Cumaeans says that tyrants were once called aisumnêtai, because this name is a bit of a euphemism.”
Schol. ad. Od. 8.17 (On why Odysseus is only responsible for the companions in his particular ship)
“According to the proverb “Common ship, common safety”
κατὰ τὴν παροιμίαν “κοινὴ ναῦς κοινὴ σωτηρία,”
Sophocles, Antigone 175–190 (Creon speaking)
“It is impossible to really learn a man’s
mind, thought and opinion before he’s been initiated
into the offices and laws of the state.
Indeed—whoever attempts to direct the country
but does not make use of the best advice
as he keeps his tongue frozen out of fear
Seems to me to be the worst kind of person now and long ago.
Anyone who thinks his friend is more important than the country,
I say that they live nowhere.
May Zeus who always sees everything witness this:
I could never be silent when I saw ruin
Overtaking my citizens instead of safety.
And I could never make my country’s enemy a friend
For myself, because I know this crucial thing: The state is the ship which saves us And we may make friends only if it remains afloat.”
Heraclitus the Commentator, in defending the application of allegorical readings to Homer, argues that allegory is of considerable antiquity—used clearly by Archilochus when he compares the troubles of a war (fr. 54) and by Alcaeus when he compares the troubles of a tyranny to a storm at sea. He writes that Alcaeus “compares the troubles of a tyranny to the turmoil of a stormy sea.” (τὰς γὰρ τυραννικὰς ταραχὰς ἐξ ἴσου χειμερίῳ προσεικάζει καταστήματι θαλάττης, Homeric Problems 5.8)
Alcaeus fr. 326
“I cannot make sense of the clash of the winds
One wave whirls from this side,
Another wave comes from the other, and we in the middle
Are borne in our dark ship
Toiling ever on in this great storm.
The swell has taken he mast
And the sail is completely transparent—
There are great tears through it
And the anchors have broken free…”
Alcaeus, fr. 6a [P. Oxy. 1789 1 i 15–19, ii 1–17, 3 i, 12 + 2166(e)4]
“Now this higher wave comes harder than the one before
And will bring us much toil to face
When it overcomes the ship
Let us strengthen the ship’s sides
As fast as we can and hurry into a safe harbor.
Let no weak hesitation take anyone.
For a great contest is clearly before us.
Recall your previous toil.
Today, let every man be dedicated.
And may we never cause shame
To our noble parents who lie beneath the earth”
Consider this how this could turn out on many ships or even just one: there is a captain of some size and strength beyond the rest of the men in the ship, but he is deaf and similarly limited at seeing, and he knows as much about sailing as these qualities might imply. So, the sailors are struggling with one another about steering the ship, because each one believes that he should be in charge, even though he has learned nothing of the craft nor can indicate who his teacher was nor when he had the time to learn. Some of them are even saying that it is not teachable, and that they are ready to cut down the man who says it can be taught.
They are always hanging all over the captain asking him and making a big deal of the fact that he should entrust the rudder to them. There are times when some of them do not persuade him, and some of them kill others or kick them off the ship, and once they have overcome the noble captain through a mandrake, or drugs, or something else and run the ship, using up its contents drinking, and partying, and sailing just as such sort of men might. In addition to this, they praise as a fit sailor, and call a captain and knowledgeable at shipcraft the man who is cunning at convincing or forcing the captain that they should be in charge. And they rebuke as useless anyone who is not like this.
Such men are unaware what a true helmsman is like, that he must be concerned about the time of year, the seasons, the sky, the stars, the wind and everything that is appropriate to the art, if he is going to be a leader of a ship in reality, how he might steer the ship even if some desire it or not, when they believe that it is not possible to obtain art or practice about how to do this, something like an art of ship-steering. When these types of conflicts are occurring on a ship, don’t you think the one who is a true helmsman would be called a star-gazer, a blabber, or useless to them by the sailors in the ships organized in this way?
“They took Melanthios out through the hall and into the courtyard.
They cut off his nose and ears with pitiless bronze.
Then they cut off his balls and fed them raw to the dogs;
And they cut off his hands and feet with an enraged heart.”
“If this one defeats you and proves stronger,
I will send you to the shore, throw you in a black ship,
And ship you off to king Ekhetos, the most wicked man of all.
He will cut off your nose and ears with pitiless bronze
And after severing your balls, he will feed them raw to his dogs.”
“Ekhetos was the son of Boukhetos, after whom there is also a city named in Sicily. He is said to have been tyrant of the Sicilians. The story is that he did every kind of mischief to the inhabitants of his land and killed foreigners by mutilating them. He exhibited so much wickedness that even those who lived far off would send people to him to kill when they wanted to punish someone. He developed all kinds of unseemly methods. This is why the people would not endure so bitter a tyranny, and they killed him by stoning.”
A lingering interpretive problem for the Odyssey is why the epic introduces this torture and attributes it to a very bad person, only to have Odysseus commit the very same act later in the epic. A pressing question for modern readers of Homer is why so few of us have bothered to worry about this at all.
Combined with the hanging of the enslaved women, this should be an indictment of Odysseus and support for the rebellion against him in book 24.
From the Suda:
“Tyrannos: The poets before the Trojan War used to name kings (basileis) tyrants, but later during the time of Archilochus, this word was transferred to the Greeks in general, just as the sophist Hippias records. Homer, at least, calls the most lawless man of all, Ekhetos, a king, not a tyrant. Tyrant is a a name that derives from the Tyrrenians because these men were quite severe pirates.* None of the other poets uses the name tyrant in any of their works. But Aristotle in the Constitution of the Cumaeans says that tyrants were once called aisumnêtai, because this name is a bit of a euphemism.”
“The land of my father is not nameless,
Sparta, nor my father Tyndareus. And, indeed, there is
a certain story that Zeus flew to my mother Leda
after he took the form of a swan, a bird,
when he completed this ‘bedding’ deceptively
under the pretext of fleeing an eagle, if the story is true.
I am called Helen. And I should tell you the evils
I have suffered. Three goddesses went to the folds
O Mt. Ida to Alexander about their beauty,
Hera, the Kyprian, and the Zeus-born maiden,
Because they wanted him to complete a judgement of their ‘form’.
My beauty–if misfortune is beautiful–
Is what the Kyprian offered, for Alexander to marry,
In order to win. After Idaian Paris left the cow-stall
He went to Sparta seeking my bed.
But Hera, miffed because she did not defeat the goddesses,
Made my bed with Alexander an empty thing.
She did not give me, but instead, she made
A breathing ghost like me, crafting it from the sky,
For tyrant Priam’s son. He seemed to have me,
And it was an empty thing, because he did not have me….”
“Not too far off from Menoeceus’ grave is where people claim that Oedipus’ sons fought each other in single combat and died at each other’s hands. The battle is commemorated by a pillar on top of which is a stone shield. They also mark out the place where the Thebans claim Hera was tricked by Zeus into nursing Herakles as a child.
The whole area is called Antigone’s Drag. When she realized that she did not have the strength to carry her brother’s body, even though she wanted to, she came up with the back-up plan of dragging him. So she hauled him right up to Eteokles’ burning pure and pushed him on top.”
“Have the ancestors’ statues wear the prizes from your voice.
Put on your long Thyestes outfit in front of Domitius’ feet
Or maybe the mask of Antigone or Melanippe
And hang your lyre from a marble colossus.”
maiorum effigies habeant insignia vocis,
ante pedes Domiti longum tu pone Thyestae
syrma vel Antigones aut personam Melanippes,
et de marmoreo citharam suspende colosso.
Greek Anthology, 8.37.5-8
“You have obtained a blessed station! What about the mask
Of the girl in your hand, what play is she from?
Call her Antigone if you want or Electra–you’re not wrong either way
For both are at the peak of the playwright’s achievement.”
‘There’s some conflict in the stories about the heroine Antigone and her sister Ismene. For example, Ion claims in his dithyrambs that both sisters were burned to death in the temple of Hera by Laodamas, Eteocles’ son. Mimnermus, however, insists that Ismene was killed by Tydeus at Athena’s direction as she had sex with Periklymenos. These are the strange stories recorded about the heroines.”