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[217-234] Oedipus at Colonus 621<br />

CHORUS<br />

What is thy lineage, stranger,—speak!—and who thy sire?<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

Woe is me!—What will become of me, my child?<br />

ANTIGONE<br />

Speak,—for thou art driven to the verge.<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

Then speak I will—I have no way to hide it.<br />

CHORUS<br />

Ye twain make a long delay—come, haste thee!<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

Know ye a son of Laius . . . O! ... (The CHORUS utter a<br />

cry) . . . and the race of the Labdacidae? . . .<br />

OZeus! . . .<br />

CHORUS<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

The hapless Oedipus? . . .<br />

THOU art he?<br />

CHORUS<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

Have no fear of any words that I speak—<br />

( The CHORUS drown his voice with a great shout of execration, half<br />

turning away, and holding their mantels before their eyes.)<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

Unhappy that I am! ... (The clamour of the CHORUS continues)<br />

. . . Daughter, what is about to befall?<br />

CHORUS<br />

Out with you! forth from the land!<br />

OEDIPUS<br />

And thy promise—to what fulfilment wilt thou bring it?<br />

CHORUS<br />

No man is visited by fate if he requites deeds which were first<br />

done to himself; deceit on the one part matches deceits on the other,<br />

and gives pain, instead of benefit, for reward. And thou—back with

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