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Sophocles, Oedipus Tyrannus (ed. Sir Richard Jebb), line 950 (search)
Enter Oedipus. Oedipus Iocasta, dearest wife, why have you summoned me forth from these doors? Iocasta Hear this man, and judge, as you listen, what the awful oracles have come to. Oedipus Who is he and what news does he have for me? Iocasta He comes from Corinth to tell you that your father Polybus lives no longer, but has perished. Oedipus How, stranger? Let me have it from your own mouth. Messenger If I must first make these tidings plain, know indeed that he is dead and gone. Oedipus By treachery, or from illness? Messenger A light tilt of the scale brings the aged to their rest. Oedipus Ah, he died, it seems, of sickness? Messenger Yes, and of the long years that he had lived. Oedipus Alas, alas! Why indeed, my wife, should one look to thehearth of the Pythian seer, or to the birds that scream above our heads, who declared that I was doomed to slay my father? But he is dead, and lies beneath the earth, and here I am, not having put my hand to any spear—unless, perha
Sophocles, Oedipus Tyrannus (ed. Sir Richard Jebb), line 771 (search)
Oedipus It will not be kept from you, now that my forebodings have advanced so far. To whom more than to you would I speak in suffering such a fortune as this? My father was Polybus of Corinth,my mother the Dorian Merope. I was considered the greatest of the folk in that town, until a chance event befell me, worthy, indeed, of wonder, though not of my overreaction regarding it. At a banquet, a man drunk with winecast it at me that I was not the true son of my father. And I, vexed, restrall of sorrow and terror and woe: that I was fated to defile my mother's bed, that I would reveal to men a brood which they could not endure to behold, and that I would slay the father that sired me. When I heard this, I turned in flight from the land of Corinth,from then on thinking of it only by its position under the stars, to some spot where I should never see fulfillment of the infamies foretold in my evil fate. And on my way I came to the land in which you say that this prince perished.
Sophocles, Oedipus Tyrannus (ed. Sir Richard Jebb), line 911 (search)
ell me where he himself is, if you know. Chorus This is his dwelling, and he himself, stranger, is within. This lady here is the mother of his children. Messenger Then may she be ever happy in a happy home,since she is his blessed queen. Iocasta Happiness to you also, stranger! Your fair greeting deserves this. But say what you have come to seek or to tell. Messenger Good tidings, lady, for your house and your husband. Iocasta What are they? From whom have you come? Messenger From Corinth, and at the message I will give now you will doubtless rejoice, though you may perhaps grieve too. Iocasta What is it? Why has it this double potency? Messenger The people will make him king of theIsthmian land, as it was said there. Iocasta How then? Is the aged Polybus no longer in power? Messenger No. For death holds him in the tomb. Iocasta What do you mean? Is Polybus dead, old man? Messenger If I do not speak the truth, I am content to die. Iocasta Handmaid, away with all sp
Sophocles, Oedipus Tyrannus (ed. Sir Richard Jebb), line 1367 (search)
stain upon myself,was I to look with steady eyes on this folk? No indeed: were there a way to choke the source of hearing, I would not have hesitated to make a fast prison of this wretched frame, so that I should have known neither sight nor sound.It is sweet for our thought to dwell beyond the sphere of grief. Alas, Cithaeron, why did you provide a shelter for me? When I was given to you, why did you not slay me straightway, that I might never reveal my origin to men. Ah, Polybus, ah, Corinth, and you that were called the ancient house of my father,how fair-seeming was I, your nurseling, and what evils were festering underneath! Now I am found to be evil and of evil birth. Oh you three roads, and you secret glen, you, thicket, and narrow way where three paths met—you who drank my father's blood from my own hands—do you remember, perhaps, what deeds I have performed in your sight, and then what fresh deeds I went on to do when I came here? Oh marriage rites, you gave me birth,