Ant. Alas! alas! sufferings dismal to behold hath he shown to me after his exile.
Ant. And he returned not when he had slain him.
Ism. No—but after being saved he lost his life.
Ant. In very truth he lost it.
Ism. Ay, and he cut off his brother.
Ant. Wretched family!
Ism. That hath endured wretchedness. Woes that are wretched and of one name. Thoroughly steeped in three-fold sufferings.
Ant. Deadly to tell—
Ism. Deadly to look on.
Ch. Alas! alas! thou Destiny, awarder of bitterness, wretched! and thou dread shade of Œdipus! and dark Erinnys! verily art thou great in might.