Antigone

Sophocles

Sophocles the plays and fragments, Part 3: The Antigone. Jebb, Richard Claverhouse, Sir, translator. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1891.

  1. The man is gone, King Creon, in anger and haste. A young mind is fierce when stung.
Creon
  1. 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.
Chorus
  1. Then the pair of them, you really intend to kill them both?
Creon
  1. Not the one who did not put her hands to the burial. You are right.
Chorus
  1. And by what mode of death do you mean to kill the other?
Creon
  1. I will take her where the path is deserted, unvisited by men, and entomb her alive in a rocky vault,
  2. setting out a ration of food, but only as much as piety requires so that all the city may escape defilement. And praying there to Hades, the only god she worships, perhaps she will obtain immunity from death, or else will learn, at last, even this late,