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Antigone

CREON Speak, girl, with head bent low a...

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Show Type
Play
Age Guidance
Youth (Y)/General Audiences (G)
Genders
  • Female: 1
  • Male: 1
Playing Age
Late Teen, Young Adult, Adult, Mature Adult
Style
Dramatic
Length
Medium
Time Period
Classical
Time/Place
Thebes, Ancient Greece, palace
Act/Scene
Act One

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CREON

Speak, girl, with head bent low and downcast eyes,

Does thou plead guilty or deny the deed?

ANTIGONE

Guilty.  I did it, I deny it not.

CREON (to GUARD)

Sirrah, begone whither thou wilt, and thank

Thy luck that thou hast 'scaped a heavy charge.

(To ANTIGONE)

Now answer this plain question, yes or no,

Wast thou acquainted with the interdict?

ANTIGONE

I knew, all knew; how should I fail to know?

CREON

And yet wert bold enough to break the law?

ANTIGONE

Would'st thou do more than slay thy prisoner?

CREON

Not I, thy life is mine, and that's enough.

ANTIGONE

Why dally then?  To me no word of thine

Is pleasant:  God forbid it e'er should please;

Nor am I more acceptable to thee.

And yet how otherwise had I achieved

A name so glorious as by burying

A brother? so my townsmen all would say,

Where they not gagged by terror,  Manifold

A king's prerogatives, and not the least

That all his acts and all his words are law.

CREON

Of all these Thebans none so deems but thou.

ANTIGONE

These think as I, but bate their breath to thee.

CREON

Hast thou no shame to differ from all these?

ANTIGONE

To reverence kith and kin can bring no shame.

CREON

Was his dead foeman not thy kinsman too?

ANTIGONE

One mother bare them and the self-same sire.

CREON

Why cast a slur on one by honoring one?

ANTIGONE

The dead man will not bear thee out in this.

CREON

Surely, if good and evil fare alive.

ANTIGONE

The slain man was no villain but a brother.

CREON

The patriot perished by the outlaw's brand.

ANTIGONE

Nathless the realms below these rites require.

CREON

Not that the base should fare as do the brave.

ANTIGONE

Who knows if this world's crimes are virtues there?

CREON

Not even death can make a foe a friend.

ANTIGONE

My nature is for mutual love, not hate.

CREON

Die then, and love the dead if thou must;

No woman shall be the master while I live.

Sophocles, Antigone. http://www.gutenberg.org/files/31/31-h/31-h.htm#linkantigone

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