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Chorus Cadmus of Tyre came to this land, and at his feet a four-footed, untamed heifer threw itself down, fulfilling an oracle, where the god's prophecy told him to make his home in the plains rich with wheat, and where the lovely waters of Dirce pour over the fields, the green and deep-seeded fields; here Bromius' mother gave birth from her union with Zeus; Bromius, round whom the ivy twined its wreaths while he was still a baby, covering him and blessing him in the shades of its green foliage, a Bacchic dance for the maids and wives inspired in Thebes.
Before the royal palace of Thebes. Jocasta enters from the palace alone. Jocasta O Sun-god, you who cut your path in heaven's stars, mounted on a chariot inlaid with gold and whirling out your flame with swift horses, what an unfortunate beam you shed on Thebes, the day that Cadmus left Phoenicia's realm beside the sea and reached this land! He married at that time Harmonia, the daughter of Cypris, and begot Polydorus from whom they say Labdacus was born, and Laius from him. I am known as thThebes, the day that Cadmus left Phoenicia's realm beside the sea and reached this land! He married at that time Harmonia, the daughter of Cypris, and begot Polydorus from whom they say Labdacus was born, and Laius from him. I am known as the daughter of Menoeceus, and Creon is my brother by the same mother. They call me Jocasta, for so my father named me, and I am married to Laius. Now when he was still childless after being married to me a long time in the palace, he went and questioned Phoebus, and asked for us both to have sons for the house. But the god said: “Lord of Thebes famous for horses, do not sow a furrow of children against the will of the gods; for if you beget a son, that child will kill you, and all your house sh
Antigone Go to unhappy exile; stretch forth your dear hand, my old father, taking me to guide you, like a breeze that guides the ships. Oedipus See, I am advancing; be my guide, my poor child. Antigone I am, I am! The saddest maiden of all in Thebes. Oedipus Where am I placing my aged step? Bring my staff, child. Antigone This way, this way, come to me, place your steps here, like a dream in your strength. Oedipus Oh, oh, driving the old man in most wretched flight from the country! Oh, oh! the terrible sorrows I have endured! Antigone Why do you speak of enduring? Justice does not see the wicked, and does not requite follies. Oedipus I am the one who came into high songs of victory, because I guessed the baffling riddle of the girl, half-maiden. Antigone You are bringing up again the reproach of the Sphinx. Talk no more of past success. This misery was in store for you all the while, to become an exile from your country and die anywhere. Leaving to my girlhood friends