Turre procul sola nondum concessa videri Antigone populis teneras defenditur atra veste genas; iuxtaque comes quo Laius ibat armigero; nunc virgo senem regina veretur.
Distant on a lonely tower Antigone, whom the people are not yet allowed to see, defends her tender cheeks with a black cloth. Beside her in attendance is Laius onetime armour-bearer; now the royal maiden reveres him, an old man.
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