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So I beg you, grudge us nothing now, no voice, no message plucked from the birds, the embers or other manic ways within your grasp.
Just Send me home. You bear your burdens, I'll bear mine.
No, I can't say I grasped your meaning. Out with it!
I say you are the murderer you hunt.
I pity you, flinging at me the very insults each man here will fling at you so soon.
That obscenity, twice- by God you'll pay.
Creon is not your downfall, no, you are your own.
Creon! Is this his conspiracy, or yours?
If I thought you would blurt out such absurdities, you'd have died waiting before I'd had you summoned.
I never would have come if you hadn't called me here.
well then, I'll be going.
Yes, take him away. You're a nuisance here. Out of the way, the irritation's gone.
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