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| | The Internet Classics Archive | Antigone by Sophocles |
 | | No word of friends, Antigone, gladsome or painful, hath come to me, since we two sisters were bereft of brothers twain, killed in one day by twofold blow; and since in this last night the Argive host hath fled, know no more, whether my fortune be brighter, or more grievous. |
 | | ANTIGONE is led out of the palace by two Of CREON'S attendants who are about to conduct her to her doom. |
 | | Glorious, therefore, and with praise, thou departest to that deep place of the dead: wasting sickness hath not smitten thee; thou hast not found the wages of the sword; no, mistress of thine own fate, and still alive, thou shalt pass to Hades, as no other of mortal kind hath passed. |
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