And temples in one common fall o'erwhelm;
Destroy our lares, now so foully stained,
And let our whole house perish utterly;345
Let all the city be consumed with fire,
And be my impious marriage chamber first
To feel the flames.
Antigone: This raging storm of grief
Give o'er; and let the sorrows of the state
Prevail with thee to reconcile thy sons.
Oedipus: And dost thou think that thou dost see in me350