You would have me yield? Creon our new lord draws near, Crowned by this strange chance, our king. So it was that she on seeing the corpse bare idly wailed and made bad wishes Against those who had done that deed. Neither did I suppose that your edicts Had so much strength that you, who die, Could out-run the unwritten and unchanging Customs of the gods: for the life of these things Is not only of yesterday or today, but eternal, Lembering their birth. His anger impels him to indulge in extravagant expressions 486, 668 and in threats of useless cruelty, as, for example, that he will compel his son to witness the execution of his betrothed 760. Well, in attendance on my liege, your lord, I crossed the plain to its utmost margin, where The corse of Polyneices, gnawn and mauled, Was lying yet.
God of Thebes, lead thou the round. So oft, before the deed, the mind stands self-convicted in its treason, when folks are plotting mischief in the dark. A piercing cry she uttered, sad and shrill, As when the mother bird beholds her nest Robbed of its nestlings; even so the maid Wailed as she saw the body stripped and bare, And cursed the ruffians who had done this deed. Of all the clans, ours you honour above all others - lr mother, stricken by lightning. Divine law is superior to human law, — this is the central thought of the play. So when Etesian blasts from Thrace downpour Sweep o'er the blackening main and whirl to land From Ocean's cavernous depths his ooze and sand, Billow on billow thunders on the shore. Metathesis of p is freq.
Of evils current upon earth The worst is money. He believed that nothing a human could do could be seen as an insult or an attack to the gods. All here would own that they thought it well, were not their lips sealed by fear. For the patronymic form, see G. I will go alone To lap my dearest brother in the grave. Zeus was tempted by her beauty and entered her locked room in the form of a golden shower.
The light that dawned upon its last born son Is vanished, and the bloody axe of Fate Has felled the goodly tree that blossomed late. See how the trees beside a stream in flood Save, if they yield to force, each spray unharmed, But by resisting perish root and branch. Bring forth the older; even now I saw her Within the palace, frenzied and distraught. A piercing cry she uttered, sad and shrill, As when the mother bird beholds her nest Robbed of its nestlings; even so the maid Wailed as she saw the body stripped and bare, And cursed the ruffians who had done this deed. Sure 'twas a sage inspired that spake this word; Ifevilgoodappear Toany, Fateisnear; And brief the respite from her flaming sword.
All mortals have in common That sometimes they aim wrong, and miss - but after an error lan is no longer luckless or thoughtless If he wills to cure the ill he has fallen into not remaining idle: Obstinacy and awkwardness bring reproaches. Messenger Your wife had died - mother in every way to that corpse, — Creon Ah! Camp, alone of recent editt. What is in thy thought? There's nothing more to tell. Yet is it ill to disobey The powers who hold by might the sway. Many families had altars to Zeus Herkeios in their homes, where members of a family sacrificed and worshipped together.
But his father hastened to retreat d then the ill-fated one enraged at himself forthwith Stretched himself to lean on that point til half the length was in his side. So let her chant to Zeus, guardian of kinsfolk! The backscene represents the front of the palace, with three doors, of which the central and largest is the principal entrance into the house. Had it not always and everywhere been incumbent upon the nearest relatives to provide the funeral rites? Who hath dared to do this thing? But pitiful is the death of Polynices For by royal decree no one may cover him, lent his death or weep But must leave him unburied as a welcome feast carrion birds to eat as they will. Learning may fixed decree anent thy bride, Thou mean'st not, son, to rave against thy sire? There she may if she asks have success from dying By giving reverence to Hades, the only god she reveres - Or she will learn at last though late by this That it is useless toil to so revere Hades. Take Creon; he, methought, if any man, Was enviable. Haemon counters that Creon has gone too far and has defied the gods. Tolot introducing the reason for what precedes, 124-126.
Didst hear and heed, Or art thou deaf when friends are banned as foes? Yet am I justified in wisdom's eyes. But arrogance leads him to commit deeds of wanton- ness; with a man of this character I would have nothing to do. So there they lay Two corpses, one in death. There's nothing more to tell. Full of dignity, with a serene confidence in his gift of prophecy, and conscious of his sacred vocation, the venerable Tiresias ad- vances to the gates of the palace. Therefore no wedlock shall by me be held More precious than thy loving goverance.
For Zeus who hates the braggart's boast Beheld that gold-bespangled host; As at the goal the paean they upraise, He struck them with his forked lightning blaze. Was she seen and seized doing the deed? And though I tell of naught, thou shalt hear all; For this one hope I cling to steadfastly, That I shall suffer nothing but my fate. Unwise conduct invites retribution by the gods: it can and often does result in personal misfortune - in bad luck. Past, present, and to be, All bow to thy decree, All that exceeds the mean by Fate Is punished, Love or Hate. Hapless child of hapless sire, Didst thou recklessly conspire, Madly brave the King's decree? There is nothing in the Antigone from which it is to be inferred that this pla}' formed one of a tetralogy. Edited by Professor Seymour of Yale University each 1. The dead body might agaiu be uncovered, as it had been before by the guard, at the command of Creon ; but her pride forbade any attempt to soften his heart by an allusion to his son.
