antigone

Slayt: 1
Creon:i know you point the horns of my dilemma its hard to eat my words but harder still to court catastrophes through overriding pride
Leader:there's fire and slaughter for you king!the man has gone but my gray hairs were long since shining black before he ever stirred the city to a false alarm
Slayt: 2
Chorus:quickly go and do it Don't trust to others
Leader:son of menoeceus,be advised in time ,go free the maiden from her vault then entomb the lonely body lying stark.-
Creon:to do what? tell me,i shall listen,you really mean itthat i must yield-
Leader:must king and quickly too the gods provoked never wait to mow men down .
Creon;how it goes against the grain to smother all one's heart's desire! but i cannot fight with destiny
Slayt: 3
Creon;yes i go at once servants servants on the double you there fetch the rest bring axes all and hurry to the hill my mind's made up i'll not be slow to let her loose myself who locked her in the tomb in the end it is the ancient codes oh my regrets! that one must keep to value life then one must value law
servant
(creon and servants hurry away in all directions)

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