To me, Antigone, no word of friends Has come, or glad or grievous, since we twain Were reft of our two brethren in one day By double fratricide; and since i' the night Our Argive leaguers filed, no later news Has reached me, to inspirit or deject
a man can turn his back on folly, misfortune, too, if he tries to make amends, however low he's fallen, and stops his bullnecked ways.
And now what is the proclamation that they tell of made lately by the commander, publicly, to all people? Do you know it? Have you heard it? Don't you notice when evils due to enemies are headed towards those we love?