Antigone
Sophocles
Sophocles the plays and fragments, Part 3: The Antigone. Jebb, Richard Claverhouse, Sir, translator. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1891.
- You can never marry her, not while she is still alive.
- Then she will die, and in death destroy another.
- What! Does your audacity run to open threats?
- How is it a threat to speak against empty plans?
- You will regret your unwise instructions in wisdom.
- If you were not my father, I would have called you insane.
- You woman’s slave, do not try to cajole me.
- Do you want to have your say and then have done without a reply?
- Is that so? By Olympus above—know this well—you will have no joy for taunting me over and above your censures.
- Bring out that hated thing, so that with him looking on she may die right now in her bridegroom’s presence and at his side!
- No, not at my side will she die—do not ever imagine it. Nor shall you ever look at me and set eyes on my face again.
- Indulge in your madness now with whomever of your friends can endure it.Exit Haemon.
- The man is gone, King Creon, in anger and haste. A young mind is fierce when stung.
- Let him do—no!—let him plan something more immense than befits a man. Farewell to him! Still he will not save these two girls from death.
- Then the pair of them, you really intend to kill them both?
- Not the one who did not put her hands to the burial. You are right.
- And by what mode of death do you mean to kill the other?