Timuit miseranda relinqui Antigone mutatque preces: felicia per te regna, verende Creon, sanctasque Menoeceos umbras: da veniam afflicto dictisque ignosce superbis.
Poor Antigone feared to be abandoned and made a different entreaty: I pray you, reverend Creon, by your happy reign and Menoeceus sacred shade, pardon the afflicted and forgive his proud words.
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