Poems suited for Antigone

Here's (part of) one by George Meredith:

The buried voice bespake Antigone.

'O sister! couldst thou know, as thou wilt know,

The bliss above, the reverence below,

Enkindled by thy sacrifice for me;

Thou wouldst at once with holy ecstasy

Give thy warm limbs into the yearning earth.

Sleep, Sister! for Elysium's dawning birth, -

And faith will fill thee with what is to be!