Misguided men, why have you raisedsuch a foolish argument? Are you not ashamed, while the land is so sick, to stir up troubles of your own? Come, go into the house—and you, Creon, go to yours—and stop making so much of a petty grief.CreonKinswoman, Oedipus, your husband,wants to do one of two terrible things to me, either to thrust me from the land of my fathers or to arrest and slay me.