Sophocles' ANTIGONE Complete

Translated by F. Storr. From the Loeb Library Edition, Originally published by Harvard University Press, Cambridge, MA and William Heinemann Ltd, London. First published in 1912.

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Page 34

Ismene: Yea, so it falls, sire, when misfortune comes,
The wisest even lose their mother wit.

Creon: I' faith thy wit forsook thee when thou mad'st
Thy choice with evil-doers to do ill.

Ismene: What life for me without my sister here?

Creon: Say not thy sister _here_: thy sister's dead.

Ismene: What, wilt thou slay thy own son's plighted bride?

Creon: Aye, let him raise him seed from other fields.

Ismene: No new espousal can be like the old.

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