Stasimon 6
[Choral 3]
These things are in the future.
We must see to present affairs.
Chorus
Fulfillment of these things rests in the hands where it should
rest.
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Creon
All that I crave was summed in that prayer.
Chorus
Then pray no more; for mortals have no release from destined
misfortune.
[Choral 4]
Lead me away, I beg you, a rash,
useless man.
Creon
I have murdered you,
son, unwittingly, and you, too, my wife—the misery! I do not know which
way I should look, or where I should seek support. All is
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amiss that is in my hands, and, again,
a crushing fate has leapt upon my head.
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