How do you intend to kill the other. This was not his slave who died, but his brother. This was not his slave who died, but his brother. There is no escape from you for immortals or men who live but for a day; he who has you is mad.
Alas, how I fear for you, daring girl. Rather, whomever the city chooses must be obeyed in all things—small, just, and the opposite. This is how it happened: My lord, a mortal should never swear that something cannot happen, for hindsight makes liars of our plans.
I beg the forgiveness of our ancestors, and I attain this forgiveness through survival. I will testify that you have helped me.
Take her away at once, and shut her in her walled-up tomb, as I have said. Well, then, I shall stop whenever my strength fails. His blood was spilled by a familiar hand. Reverence is a mark of character, but power, for a man who has it, does not tolerate offenses against itself.
Antigone I share this sorrow, thus I summoned you here. I do, for your city is safe because of me. It is foolishness to fight the fight that cannot be won. Why then this honor insulting to him. After a while, it ended, the girl was seen, who was wailing bitterly like the shrill voice of a bird who sees her empty nest, stripped of its nurslings.
Go now and do it, do not leave it to others. You—like a creeping viper you hid in my house, poisoning me. Do you dare to threaten me so boldly. As prophesied, Oedipus slays his father and marries his mother. O ancestral town of Thebes and primeval gods, I am led away indeed, no longer merely waiting.
But now I myself am also carried beyond the laws when I see this. My boy, never give up your wits for a woman because of the pleasure, knowing that this darling becomes cold in your arms, your wife a wicked concubine in your house.
My boy, never give up your wits for a woman because of the pleasure, knowing that this darling becomes cold in your arms, your wife a wicked concubine in your house. You may feel that I am wrong but I choose the path of honor.
Every single man stood on trial, but none could be convicted, everyone claimed he knew nothing. For you and me both. Why fight when there can be no victory.
Your brother's body lies unburied outside of the city walls. Free Essay: Antigone and Ismene The personalities of the two sisters; Antigone and Ismene, are as different from one another as tempered steel is from a ball. Sophocles’ Antigone (Aris & Philips, ), especially by his editorial notes.
Enter Antigone leading Ismene away from the palace] ANTIGONE Now, dear Ismene, my own blood sister, do you have any sense of all the troubles Zeus keeps bringing on the two of us, as long as we’re alive?
All that misery.
Antigone refuses and bids Ismene to go back to bed. Suddenly Haemon enters and Antigone asks Haemon to hold her with all his strength. She tells him that she will never be able to marry him.
Stupefied, Haemon departs. Ismene returns, terrified that Antigone will attempt to. [ANTIGONE and ISMENE enter from the central door of the Palace.] ANTIGONE: Ismene, dear sister, You would think that we had already suffered enough For the curse on Oedipus:1 I cannot imagine any grief That you and I have not gone through.
And now –– 5. (Enter Antigone and Ismene.) Antigone. Ismene, my sister, my blood. It seems that the roots of our family tree taint us with genetic negativity. Are we doomed? Do you see any other answer? Our father, our brother, who art in Hades, cursed is his name, for eternity bound with psychological perversity, for unknowingly marrying his and our mother.
Sophocles Antigone Dramatis Personae ANTIGONE: daughter of Oedipus. ISMENE: daughter of Oedipus, sister of Antigone CREON: king of Thebes Enter Antigone leading Ismene away from the palace] ANTIGONE Now, dear Ismene, my own blood sister, do you have any sense of all the troubles.Enter antigone and ismene from the