CHORUS.
What means this, sirrah? quick unhand her, or
We’ll fight it out.
CREON.
Back!
CHORUS.
Not till thou forbear.
CREON.
’Tis war with Thebes if I am touched or harmed.
OEDIPUS.
Did I not warn thee?
CHORUS.
Quick, unhand the maid!
CREON.
Command your minions; I am not your slave.
CHORUS.
Desist, I bid thee.
CREON (to the guard)
And O bid thee march!
CHORUS.
To the rescue, one and all!
Rally, neighbors to my call!
See, the foe is at the gate!
Rally to defend the State.
ANTIGONE.
Ah, woe is me, they drag me hence, O friends.