Creon
[1284] O harbor of Hades, hard to purify! [1285] Why, why do you ruin me? Herald of evil, of grief, what word do you say? Ah, you have done in a dead man anew! What are you saying, boy? What is this you report to me [1290] God no!—what new slaughter, my wife's doom, is heaped upon this ruin?
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