Monologue

Chorus Monologue from Antigone

From Antigone by Sophocles

any · anguished · 27 sec

No, by the leader of the host divine! Witness, thou Sun, such thought was never mine, Unblest, unfriended may I perish, If ever I such wish did cherish! But O my heart is desolate Musing on our striken State, Doubly fall’n should discord grow Twixt you twain, to crown our woe.

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