Οιδίπους Τύραννος
Σοφοκλής, -429
A king hunts the source of a plague and discovers how little anyone can know about their own life, or command its course.
Σοφοκλής
-496–-407
Sophocles’ play was first performed in Athens around 429 BCE, during a devastating plague that gives its opening crisis a stark contemporary resonance.
Feels like dread, family and morality.
A life can look enviable until its final page is written.
Αλλοί σας γενεές θνητών,πως η ζωή σας τίποτε, τίποτε δεν αξίζει!Ποιος τάχα, ποιος θε να ’ν’ αυτόςο ζηλεμένος ο θνητός,που πιότερη ευτυχία φέρειπαρ’ όσηνε χρειάζεταιευτυχισμένος να φανή,κι έπειτα στην κακομοιριά να πέση;Τη δική σου πέρνοντας εγώπαράδειγμα την τύχην,δυστυχισμένε Οιδίπου,κανέναν δεν καλοτυχίζω. Books by Σοφοκλής
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