O harbor of Hades, hard to
purify! Why, why do you ruin
me? Herald of evil, of grief, what word do you say? Ah, you have done in
a dead man anew! What are you saying, boy? What is this you report to
me God no!—what new slaughter, my wife’s doom, is heaped
upon this ruin?The doors of the palace are opened, and the corpse of Eurydice is
disclosed.ChorusThe sight is at hand. It is no longer hidden inside.
CreonAh, misery! There I see a new, a
second evil! What destiny, ah, what, can still await me? I have just now
taken my son in my arms, and now I see another corpse before
me! Oh, tormented mother! Oh,
my son!