MESSENGER : She stood before the altar, and her heart Welcomed the knife her own hand guided, And a great cry burst from her lips for Megareus dead, And for Haimon dead, her sons; and her last breath 115 Was a curse for their father, the murderer of her sons. And she fell, and the dark flowed in through her closing eyes. KREON: O God, I am sick with fear. Are there no swords here? Has no one a blow for me? MESSENGER: Her curse is upon you for the deaths of both. 120 KREON: It is right that it should be. I alone am guilty. I know it, and I say it. Lead me in, Quickly, friends. I have neither life nor substance. Lead me in. CHORAGOS: You are right, if there can be right in so much wrong. 125 The briefest way is best in a world of sorrow. KREON: Let it come, Let death come quickly, and be kind to me. I would not ever see the sun again. CHORAGOS: All that will come when it will come; be we, meanwhile, 130 Have much to do. Leave the future to itself. KREON: All my heart was in that prayer! CHORAGOS: Then do not pray any more: the sky is deaf. KREON: Lead me away. I have been rash and foolish. I have killed my son and my wife. 135 I look for comfort; my comfort lies here dead. Whatever my hands have touched has come to nothing. Fate has brought all my pride to a thought of dust . (As Kreon is being led into the house, the Choragos advances and speaks directly to the audience.) CHORAGOS: There is no happiness where there is no wisdom; No wisdom but in submission to the gods. 140 Big words are always punished, And proud men in old age learn to be wise. A
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