Deny me not your guess. Ant. How shall we homeward make our way, Ant. Then inevitable, and now beyond that. Cho. Perilous gulf, as it were, assigned you. Ant. Woe! woe! Zeus, we know not where now! Hope is any hope yet, whither A God can bid repair now? Enter THESEUS. DUET in Marching Measure. THESEUS and The. Cease the lament: 'tis a time not for mourning. Grace of the grave will abide as a treasure Joint-stored.(85) 'Tis a sin to be yearning. Ant. O son of Aegeus, list to us kneeling! The. Daughter, the suit that you plead, say, what is it? Ant. Grave of our sire we're fain to revisit: With our eyes let us see! The. Nay, this cannot be. Ant. Prince of the Athenians, is this our answer? The. Children, the place is debarred - 'twas his pleasure Mortal approach may never advance there, Ever unhurt shall abide my nation. Such was the bond, and a God stood witness, Home to the ancient Thebes then send, to The. Thereto aid, all aid will I lend to Further your cause, and the cause, my daughter, Of the one 'neath th' earth, newly within there. Gratitude forbids me to falter. CHORUS. Nay, but enough of your dirges so tearful : Time to be cheerful! The thing fast-fixed cannot alter. [Exeunt. ANTIGONE SCENE. Before the gates of the Palace at Thebes. Time: Ant. Kinborn, Ismene, in sistership germane, A thing the like of which Zeus has not wrought mean No shame so But in your lot and mine the like I've seen! know You do not How on our friends moves malice from this foe? No news, welcome or painful, 's come to me Ant. I knew it well; and here without preferred To speak where you may hear unoverheard. に 15 10 Ant. Yes! Burial! Creon has advanced one brother They say so runs it, mark you-nay, let me So stands the case: you soon must prove the Of your noblesse, or base belie your birth. Ant. Think-if you'll follow me to do and dare! Ant. If you will help this arm to uplift the dead! Our sire fell,(86) execrated and defamed, |