greek story
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- Šmykľavka: 1
- Ismene, dear sister,You would think that we had already suffered enoughFor the curse on Oedipus:1I cannot imagine any griefThat you and I have not gone through. And noHave they told you of the new decree of our King Creon?
- I have heard nothing: I knowThat two sisters lost two brothers, a double deathIn a single hour; and I know that the Argive armyFled in the night; but beyond this, nothing.
- Antigone takes Ismene to go talk with her.
- Šmykľavka: 2
- I thought so. And that is why I wanted youTo come out here with me. There is something we must do.
- Why do you speak so strangely?
- Šmykľavka: 3
- Listen, Ismenê:Creon buried our brother Eteoclês 15With military honors, gave him a soldier’s funeral,And it was right that he should; but Polyneicês,They fought as bravely and died as miserably,--They say that Creon has swornNo one shall burry him, no one mourn for him, But this body must lie in the fields, a sweet treasureFor carrion birds to find as they search for food.That is what they say, and our good Creon is coming hereTo announce it publicly; and the penalty ––Stoning to death I the public squarelThere it is, And now you can prove what you are:A true sister, or a traitor to your family.
- Antigone, you are mad! What could I possibly do?
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