“Antigone” by Alexander Robertson
From Last Poems of Alexander Robertson
Hath any read—and sorrowed not the while—
That tragic tale to men of Athens told
By famed Colonus’ son, in days of old,
Of him unwitting error did defile;
Of his loved daughter whom her father’s shame
Ne’er daunted that his fate she should not share
And journey with him, stricken low and bare
Of light and power? Nor could the tyrant tame
Her fearless soul with threat of dreadful doom;
Nor, when Ismene’s fortitude did wane,
To bury him whom else the fowls would gain
E’er shrank she, but his body did entomb.
What sire had ever daughter like to thee?
Or brother sister, great Antigone?