Chorus
[510] Terrible it is, stranger, to arouse the old woe that has for so long been laid to rest: and yet I yearn to hear— Oedipus
What now? Chorus
—Of that grief-filled anguish, cureless, with which you have wrestled. Oedipus
[515] By your hospitality, do not uncover the shame that I have suffered! Chorus
Seeing that the tale is wide-spread and in no way weakens, I wish, friend, to hear it straight. Oedipus
Ah me! Chorus
Grant the favor, I beg! Oedipus
Alas, alas! Chorus
[520] Grant my wish, as I have granted yours to the full.
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