Why this delay then, when thou knowst my
To thee as hateful are as thine to me? \ [words
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Therefore dispatch ; I cannot live to do
A deed more glorious ; and so these would all
Confess, were not their tongues restrained by fear ;
It is the tyrant's privilege, we know.
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To speak and act whate'er he please, uncensured.
Creon
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Lives there another in the land of Thebes
Who thinks as thou dost?
Antigone
Yes, a thousand ; these —
These think so too, but dare not utter it.
Creon
Dost thou not blush?
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Antigone
For what? Why blush to pay
A sister's duty 1
Creon
But, Eteocles !
Say, was not he thy brother too?
Antigone
He was.
Creon
Why then thus reverence him who least de-
served it?
Antigone
Perhaps that brother thinks not so.
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Creon
He must,
If thou payst equal honour to them both.
Antigone
He was a brother, not a slave.
Creon
One fought
Against that country which the other saved.
Antigone
But equal death the rites of sepulture
Decrees to both.
Creon
What ! Eeverence alike
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The guilty and the innocent !
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Antigone
Perhaps
The gods below esteem it just.
Creon
A foe.
Though dead, should as a foe be treated still.
Antigone
My love shall go with thine, but not my hate.
Creon
Go then, and love them in the tomb ! But know,
Antigone. Sophocles. Thomas Francklin (Translator). London. 1758–1759.