For what?AntigoneTo see the netherworld home.Ismene.Of whom?AntigoneWretched me! Of our father.Ismene.And how can this be right?Surely you understand?AntigoneWhy this rebuke?Ismene.And surely you know this, too—AntigoneWhat more would you tell me?IsmeneThat he perished without a tomb, apart from everyone.AntigoneLead me there, and then kill me, too.IsmeneUnhappy me! Abandoned and helpless,where am I now to live my wretched life?

ChorusDear girls, do not be afraid.AntigoneBut where shall I flee?ChorusAlready a refuge has been found—OedipusWhat do you mean?Chorus—That no harm befall you.AntigoneI feel—ChorusWhat do you think?AntigoneHow we are to go home, I cannot tell.ChorusDo not seek to go.AntigoneTrouble surrounds us.ChorusAnd previously it bore heavily.AntigoneThen it was desperate, but now even crueler.ChorusVast, then, is the sea of your troubles.AntigoneAlas, alas! Zeus, where shall we turn?To what last hope does the divinity now drive us?

Enter Theseus.TheseusCease your lament, children! Where the favor of the nether night is stored up, there is no room for sorrow; divine retribution would follow.AntigoneSon of Aegeus, we supplicate you!