Stasimon 7
[Choral 1]
And took this one’s life away.
Antigone
Wretched family!
Ismene
Wretched suffering!
Antigone
Kindred sorrows full of groans!
Ismene
Sorrows steeped in tripled griefs.
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Chorus
O Fate, giver of grievous troubles, and awful shade of Oedipus, black Erinys, you are indeed a mighty force.
[Choral]
Now you know of the Erinys by experience—
Ismene
And you are made aware no later—
995
Antigone
When you came back to our city,
Ismene
Yes, to face him with your spear.
Antigone
A tale of destruction!
Ismene
Destruction to look upon!
Antigone
Oh, the grief—
1000
Antigone
For home and land.
Antigone
And more also for me.
Ismene
Ah I pity your grievous suffering, my king.
1005
Antigone
Pity for you both, most lamentable of all men.
Ismene
You were possessed by delusion.
