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[1051-1072] Oedipus the King 403<br />

LEADER OF <strong>THE</strong> CHORUS<br />

Methinks he speaks of no other than the peasant whom thou wast already<br />

fain to see; but our lady Jocasta might best tell that.<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

Lady, wottest thou of him whom we lately summoned? Is it of him that<br />

this man speaks?<br />

JOCASTA<br />

Why ask of whom he spoke? Regard it not . . . waste not a thought<br />

on what he said . . . 'twere idle.<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

It must not be that, with such clues in my grasp, I should fail to bring<br />

my birth to light.<br />

JOCASTA<br />

For the gods' sake, if thou hast any care for thine own life, forbear<br />

this search! My anguish is enough.<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

Be of good courage; though I be found the son of servile mother,—aye,<br />

a slave by three descents,—thou wilt not be proved base-born.<br />

JOCASTA<br />

Yet hear me, I implore thee: do not thus.<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

I must not hear of not discovering the whole truth.<br />

JOCASTA<br />

Yet I wish thee well—I counsel thee for the best.<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

These best counsels, then, vex my patience.<br />

JOCASTA<br />

Ill-fated one! Mayst thou never come to know who thou art!<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

Go, some one, fetch me the herdsman hither,—and leave yon woman<br />

to glory in her princely stock.<br />

JOCASTA<br />

Alas, alas, miserable!—that word alone can I say unto thee, and no<br />

other word henceforth for ever.<br />

(She rushes into the palace.)

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