Oh, let it come, let it appear, that fairest of fates for me, that
brings my last day,-aye, best fate of all! Oh, let it come, that I may
never look upon to-morrow's light.
These things are in the future; present tasks claim our care:
the ordering of the future rests where it should rest.
All my desires, at least, were summed in that prayer.
Pray thou no more; for mortals have no escape from destined woe.
Lead me away, I pray you; a rash, foolish man; who have slain
thee, ah my son, unwittingly, and thee, too, my wife-unhappy that I
am! I know not which way I should bend my gaze, or where I should seek
support; for all is amiss with that which is in my hands,-and
yonder, again, a crushing fate hath leapt upon my head.
(As CREON is being conducted into the palace, the LEADER OF THE
CHORUS speaks the closing verses.)
Wisdom is the supreme part of happiness; and reverence towards the
gods must be inviolate. Great words of prideful men are ever
punished with great blows, and, in old age, teach the chastened to