Commentary on Antigone - 465 Words
O you mock me!
Why, in the name of all my fathers’ gods
Why can’t you wait till I am gone—
Must you abuse me to my face?
O my city, all your fine rich sons!
And you, you springs of Dirce,
Holy grove of Thebe, where chariots gather,
You at least, you’ll bear me witness, look
Unmourned by friends and forced by such crude laws
I go to my rockbound prison, strange new tomb—
Always a stranger, O dear god,
I have no home on earth and none below
Not with the living and not with the...
465 Words | 2 Pages