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The Oedipus Trilogy

Sophicles

Oedipus Rex 

Oedipus at Colonus 

Antigone  

OEDIPUS THE KING

ARGUMENT

To Laius, King of Thebes, an oracle foretold that the child born to him by his queen Jocasta would slay his

father and wed his mother. So when in time a son was born the infant's feet were riveted together and he was

left to die on Mount Cithaeron. But a shepherd found the babe and tended him, and delivered him to another

shepherd who took him to his master, the King or Corinth. Polybus being childless adopted the boy, who

grew up believing that he was indeed the King's son. Afterwards doubting his parentage he inquired of the

Delphic god and heard himself the weird declared before to Laius. Wherefore he fled from what he deemed

his father's house and in his flight he encountered and unwillingly slew his father Laius. Arriving at Thebes

he answered the riddle of the Sphinx and the grateful Thebans made their deliverer king. So he reigned in the

room of Laius, and espoused the widowed queen. Children were born to them and Thebes prospered under

his rule, but again a grievous plague fell upon the city. Again the oracle was consulted and it bade them purge

themselves of bloodguiltiness. Oedipus denounces the crime of which he is unaware, and undertakes to

track out the criminal. Step by step it is brought home to him that he is the man. The closing scene reveals

Jocasta slain by her own hand and Oedipus blinded by his own act and praying for death or exile. 

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

Oedipus.

The Priest of Zeus.

Creon.

Chorus of Theban Elders.

Teiresias.

Jocasta.

Messenger.

Herd of Laius.

Second Messenger.

Scene: Thebes. Before the Palace of Oedipus.

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OEDIPUS THE KING

Suppliants of all ages are seated round the altar at the palace doors,

at their head a PRIEST OF ZEUS. To them enter OEDIPUS.

OEDIPUS

My children, latest born to Cadmus old,

Why sit ye here as suppliants, in your hands

Branches of olive filleted with wool?

What means this reek of incense everywhere,

And everywhere laments and litanies?

Children, it were not meet that I should learn

From others, and am hither come, myself,

I Oedipus, your worldrenowned king.

Ho! aged sire, whose venerable locks

Proclaim thee spokesman of this company,

Explain your mood and purport. Is it dread

Of ill that moves you or a boon ye crave?

My zeal in your behalf ye cannot doubt;

Ruthless indeed were I and obdurate

If such petitioners as you I spurned.

PRIEST

Yea, Oedipus, my sovereign lord and king,

Thou seest how both extremes of age besiege

Thy palace altarsfledglings hardly winged,

and greybeards bowed with years; priests, as am I

of Zeus, and these the flower of our youth.

Meanwhile, the common folk, with wreathed boughs

Crowd our two marketplaces, or before

Both shrines of Pallas congregate, or where

Ismenus gives his oracles by fire.

For, as thou seest thyself, our ship of State,

Sore buffeted, can no more lift her head,

Foundered beneath a weltering surge of blood.

A blight is on our harvest in the ear,

A blight upon the grazing flocks and herds,

A blight on wives in travail; and withal

Armed with his blazing torch the God of Plague

Hath swooped upon our city emptying

The house of Cadmus, and the murky realm

Of Pluto is full fed with groans and tears.

        Therefore, O King, here at thy hearth we sit,

I and these children; not as deeming thee

A new divinity, but the first of men;

First in the common accidents of life,

And first in visitations of the Gods.


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Art thou not he who coming to the town

of Cadmus freed us from the tax we paid

To the fell songstress? Nor hadst thou received

Prompting from us or been by others schooled;

No, by a god inspired (so all men deem,

And testify) didst thou renew our life.

And now, O Oedipus, our peerless king,

All we thy votaries beseech thee, find

Some succor, whether by a voice from heaven

Whispered, or haply known by human wit.

Tried counselors, methinks, are aptest found 

To furnish for the future pregnant rede.

Upraise, O chief of men, upraise our State!

Look to thy laurels! for thy zeal of yore

Our country's savior thou art justly hailed:

O never may we thus record thy reign:

"He raised us up only to cast us down."

Uplift us, build our city on a rock.

Thy happy star ascendant brought us luck,

O let it not decline! If thou wouldst rule

This land, as now thou reignest, better sure

To rule a peopled than a desert realm.

Nor battlements nor galleys aught avail,

If men to man and guards to guard them tail.

OEDIPUS

Ah! my poor children, known, ah, known too well,

The quest that brings you hither and your need.

Ye sicken all, well wot I, yet my pain,

How great soever yours, outtops it all.

Your sorrow touches each man severally,

Him and none other, but I grieve at once

Both for the general and myself and you.

Therefore ye rouse no sluggard from daydreams.

Many, my children, are the tears I've wept,

And threaded many a maze of weary thought.

Thus pondering one clue of hope I caught,

And tracked it up; I have sent Menoeceus' son,

Creon, my consort's brother, to inquire

Of Pythian Phoebus at his Delphic shrine,

How I might save the State by act or word.

And now I reckon up the tale of days

Since he set forth, and marvel how he fares.

'Tis strange, this endless tarrying, passing strange.

But when he comes, then I were base indeed,

If I perform not all the god declares.

PRIEST

Thy words are well timed; even as thou speakest

That shouting tells me Creon is at hand.


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OEDIPUS

O King Apollo! may his joyous looks

Be presage of the joyous news he brings!

PRIEST

As I surmise, 'tis welcome; else his head

Had scarce been crowned with berryladen bays.

OEDIPUS

We soon shall know; he's now in earshot range.

[Enter CREON]

My royal cousin, say, Menoeceus' child,

What message hast thou brought us from the god?

CREON

Good news, for e'en intolerable ills,

Finding right issue, tend to naught but good.

OEDIPUS

How runs the oracle? thus far thy words

Give me no ground for confidence or fear.

CREON

If thou wouldst hear my message publicly,

I'll tell thee straight, or with thee pass within.

OEDIPUS

Speak before all; the burden that I bear

Is more for these my subjects than myself.

CREON

Let me report then all the god declared.

King Phoebus bids us straitly extirpate

A fell pollution that infests the land,

And no more harbor an inveterate sore.

OEDIPUS

What expiation means he? What's amiss?

CREON

Banishment, or the shedding blood for blood.

This stain of blood makes shipwreck of our state.

OEDIPUS

Whom can he mean, the miscreant thus denounced?

CREON

Before thou didst assume the helm of State,

The sovereign of this land was Laius.

OEDIPUS


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I heard as much, but never saw the man.

CREON

He fell; and now the god's command is plain:

Punish his takersoff, whoe'er they be.

OEDIPUS

Where are they? Where in the wide world to find

The far, faint traces of a bygone crime?

CREON

In this land, said the god; "who seeks shall find;

Who sits with folded hands or sleeps is blind."

OEDIPUS

Was he within his palace, or afield,

Or traveling, when Laius met his fate?

CREON

Abroad; he started, so he told us, bound

For Delphi, but he never thence returned.

OEDIPUS

Came there no news, no fellowtraveler

To give some clue that might be followed up?

CREON

But one escape, who flying for dear life,

Could tell of all he saw but one thing sure.

OEDIPUS

And what was that? One clue might lead us far,

With but a spark of hope to guide our quest.

CREON

Robbers, he told us, not one bandit but

A troop of knaves, attacked and murdered him.

OEDIPUS

Did any bandit dare so bold a stroke,

Unless indeed he were suborned from Thebes?

CREON

So 'twas surmised, but none was found to avenge

His murder mid the trouble that ensued.

OEDIPUS

What trouble can have hindered a full quest,

When royalty had fallen thus miserably?

CREON


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The riddling Sphinx compelled us to let slide

The dim past and attend to instant needs.

OEDIPUS

Well, _I_ will start afresh and once again

Make dark things clear. Right worthy the concern

Of Phoebus, worthy thine too, for the dead;

I also, as is meet, will lend my aid

To avenge this wrong to Thebes and to the god.

Not for some faroff kinsman, but myself,

Shall I expel this poison in the blood;

For whoso slew that king might have a mind

To strike me too with his assassin hand.

Therefore in righting him I serve myself.

Up, children, haste ye, quit these altar stairs,

Take hence your suppliant wands, go summon hither

The Theban commons. With the god's good help

Success is sure; 'tis ruin if we fail.

[Exeunt OEDIPUS and CREON]

PRIEST

Come, children, let us hence; these gracious words

Forestall the very purpose of our suit.

And may the god who sent this oracle

Save us withal and rid us of this pest.

[Exeunt PRIEST and SUPPLIANTS]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

Sweetvoiced daughter of Zeus from thy goldpaved Pythian shrine

              Wafted to Thebes divine,

What dost thou bring me? My soul is racked and shivers with fear.

              (Healer of Delos, hear!)

Hast thou some pain unknown before,

Or with the circling years renewest a penance of yore?

Offspring of golden Hope, thou voice immortal, O tell me.

(Ant. 1)

First on Athene I call; O Zeusborn goddess, defend!

              Goddess and sister, befriend,

Artemis, Lady of Thebes, highthroned in the midst of our mart!

              Lord of the deathwinged dart!

                    Your threefold aid I crave

        From death and ruin our city to save.

If in the days of old when we nigh had perished, ye drave

From our land the fiery plague, be near us now and defend us!

(Str. 2)

        Ah me, what countless woes are mine!

        All our host is in decline;

        Weaponless my spirit lies.


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Earth her gracious fruits denies;

        Women wail in barren throes;

        Life on life downstriken goes,

        Swifter than the wind bird's flight,

        Swifter than the FireGod's might,

        To the westering shores of Night.

(Ant. 2)

        Wasted thus by death on death

        All our city perisheth.

        Corpses spread infection round;

        None to tend or mourn is found.

        Wailing on the altar stair

        Wives and grandams rend the air

        Longdrawn moans and piercing cries

        Blent with prayers and litanies.

        Golden child of Zeus, O hear

        Let thine angel face appear!

(Str. 3)

And grant that Ares whose hot breath I feel,

              Though without targe or steel

He stalks, whose voice is as the battle shout,

May turn in sudden rout,

To the unharbored Thracian waters sped,

              Or Amphitrite's bed.

        For what night leaves undone,

        Smit by the morrow's sun

Perisheth. Father Zeus, whose hand

Doth wield the lightning brand,

Slay him beneath thy levin bold, we pray,

              Slay him, O slay!

(Ant. 3)

O that thine arrows too, Lycean King,

              From that taut bow's gold string,

Might fly abroad, the champions of our rights;

              Yea, and the flashing lights

Of Artemis, wherewith the huntress sweeps

              Across the Lycian steeps.

Thee too I call with goldensnooded hair,

              Whose name our land doth bear,

Bacchus to whom thy Maenads Evoe shout;

              Come with thy bright torch, rout,

                    Blithe god whom we adore,

                    The god whom gods abhor.

[Enter OEDIPUS.]

OEDIPUS

Ye pray; 'tis well, but would ye hear my words

And heed them and apply the remedy,


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Ye might perchance find comfort and relief.

Mind you, I speak as one who comes a stranger

To this report, no less than to the crime;

For how unaided could I track it far

Without a clue? Which lacking (for too late

Was I enrolled a citizen of Thebes)

This proclamation I address to all:

Thebans, if any knows the man by whom

Laius, son of Labdacus, was slain,

I summon him to make clean shrift to me.

And if he shrinks, let him reflect that thus

Confessing he shall 'scape the capital charge;

For the worst penalty that shall befall him

Is banishmentunscathed he shall depart.

But if an alien from a foreign land

Be known to any as the murderer,

Let him who knows speak out, and he shall have

Due recompense from me and thanks to boot.

But if ye still keep silence, if through fear

For self or friends ye disregard my hest,

Hear what I then resolve; I lay my ban

On the assassin whosoe'er he be.

Let no man in this land, whereof I hold

The sovereign rule, harbor or speak to him;

Give him no part in prayer or sacrifice

Or lustral rites, but hound him from your homes.

For this is our defilement, so the god

Hath lately shown to me by oracles.

Thus as their champion I maintain the cause

Both of the god and of the murdered King.

And on the murderer this curse I lay

(On him and all the partners in his guilt):

Wretch, may he pine in utter wretchedness!

And for myself, if with my privity

He gain admittance to my hearth, I pray

The curse I laid on others fall on me.

See that ye give effect to all my hest,

For my sake and the god's and for our land,

A desert blasted by the wrath of heaven.

For, let alone the god's express command,

It were a scandal ye should leave unpurged

The murder of a great man and your king,

Nor track it home. And now that I am lord,

Successor to his throne, his bed, his wife,

(And had he not been frustrate in the hope

Of issue, common children of one womb

Had forced a closer bond twixt him and me,

But Fate swooped down upon him), therefore I

His bloodavenger will maintain his cause

As though he were my sire, and leave no stone

Unturned to track the assassin or avenge


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The son of Labdacus, of Polydore,

Of Cadmus, and Agenor first of the race.

And for the disobedient thus I pray:

May the gods send them neither timely fruits

Of earth, nor teeming increase of the womb,

But may they waste and pine, as now they waste,

Aye and worse stricken; but to all of you,

My loyal subjects who approve my acts,

May Justice, our ally, and all the gods

Be gracious and attend you evermore.

CHORUS

The oath thou profferest, sire, I take and swear.

I slew him not myself, nor can I name

The slayer. For the quest, 'twere well, methinks

That Phoebus, who proposed the riddle, himself

Should give the answerwho the murderer was.

OEDIPUS

Well argued; but no living man can hope

To force the gods to speak against their will.

CHORUS

May I then say what seems next best to me?

OEDIPUS

Aye, if there be a third best, tell it too.

CHORUS

My liege, if any man sees eye to eye

With our lord Phoebus, 'tis our prophet, lord

Teiresias; he of all men best might guide

A searcher of this matter to the light.

OEDIPUS

Here too my zeal has nothing lagged, for twice

At Creon's instance have I sent to fetch him,

And long I marvel why he is not here.

CHORUS

I mind me too of rumors long ago

Mere gossip.

OEDIPUS

                    Tell them, I would fain know all.

CHORUS

'Twas said he fell by travelers.

OEDIPUS

                    So I heard,


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But none has seen the man who saw him fall.

CHORUS

Well, if he knows what fear is, he will quail

And flee before the terror of thy curse.

OEDIPUS

Words scare not him who blenches not at deeds.

CHORUS

But here is one to arraign him. Lo, at length

They bring the godinspired seer in whom

Above all other men is truth inborn.

[Enter TEIRESIAS, led by a boy.]

OEDIPUS

Teiresias, seer who comprehendest all,

Lore of the wise and hidden mysteries,

High things of heaven and low things of the earth,

Thou knowest, though thy blinded eyes see naught,

What plague infects our city; and we turn

To thee, O seer, our one defense and shield.

The purport of the answer that the God

Returned to us who sought his oracle,

The messengers have doubtless told theehow

One course alone could rid us of the pest,

To find the murderers of Laius,

And slay them or expel them from the land.

Therefore begrudging neither augury

Nor other divination that is thine,

O save thyself, thy country, and thy king,

Save all from this defilement of blood shed.

On thee we rest. This is man's highest end,

To others' service all his powers to lend.

TEIRESIAS

Alas, alas, what misery to be wise

When wisdom profits nothing! This old lore

I had forgotten; else I were not here.

OEDIPUS

What ails thee? Why this melancholy mood?

TEIRESIAS

Let me go home; prevent me not; 'twere best

That thou shouldst bear thy burden and I mine.

OEDIPUS

For shame! no trueborn Theban patriot

Would thus withhold the word of prophecy.


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TEIRESIAS

_Thy_ words, O king, are wide of the mark, and I

For fear lest I too trip like thee...

OEDIPUS

                    Oh speak,

Withhold not, I adjure thee, if thou know'st,

Thy knowledge. We are all thy suppliants.

TEIRESIAS

Aye, for ye all are witless, but my voice

Will ne'er reveal my miseriesor thine. 

OEDIPUS

What then, thou knowest, and yet willst not speak!

Wouldst thou betray us and destroy the State?

TEIRESIAS

I will not vex myself nor thee. Why ask

Thus idly what from me thou shalt not learn?

OEDIPUS

Monster! thy silence would incense a flint.

Will nothing loose thy tongue? Can nothing melt thee,

Or shake thy dogged taciturnity?

TEIRESIAS

Thou blam'st my mood and seest not thine own

Wherewith thou art mated; no, thou taxest me.

OEDIPUS

And who could stay his choler when he heard

How insolently thou dost flout the State?

TEIRESIAS

Well, it will come what will, though I be mute.

OEDIPUS

Since come it must, thy duty is to tell me.

TEIRESIAS

I have no more to say; storm as thou willst,

And give the rein to all thy pentup rage.

OEDIPUS

Yea, I am wroth, and will not stint my words,

But speak my whole mind. Thou methinks thou art he,

Who planned the crime, aye, and performed it too,

All save the assassination; and if thou

Hadst not been blind, I had been sworn to boot

That thou alone didst do the bloody deed.


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TEIRESIAS

Is it so? Then I charge thee to abide

By thine own proclamation; from this day

Speak not to these or me. Thou art the man,

Thou the accursed polluter of this land.

OEDIPUS

Vile slanderer, thou blurtest forth these taunts,

And think'st forsooth as seer to go scot free.

TEIRESIAS

Yea, I am free, strong in the strength of truth.

OEDIPUS

Who was thy teacher? not methinks thy art.

TEIRESIAS

Thou, goading me against my will to speak.

OEDIPUS

What speech? repeat it and resolve my doubt.

TEIRESIAS

Didst miss my sense wouldst thou goad me on?

OEDIPUS

I but half caught thy meaning; say it again.

TEIRESIAS

I say thou art the murderer of the man

Whose murderer thou pursuest.

OEDIPUS

                    Thou shalt rue it

Twice to repeat so gross a calumny.

TEIRESIAS

Must I say more to aggravate thy rage?

OEDIPUS

Say all thou wilt; it will be but waste of breath.

TEIRESIAS

I say thou livest with thy nearest kin

In infamy, unwitting in thy shame.

OEDIPUS

Think'st thou for aye unscathed to wag thy tongue?

TEIRESIAS


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Yea, if the might of truth can aught prevail.

OEDIPUS

With other men, but not with thee, for thou

In ear, wit, eye, in everything art blind.

TEIRESIAS

Poor fool to utter gibes at me which all

Here present will cast back on thee ere long.

OEDIPUS

Offspring of endless Night, thou hast no power

O'er me or any man who sees the sun.

TEIRESIAS

No, for thy weird is not to fall by me.

I leave to Apollo what concerns the god.

OEDIPUS

Is this a plot of Creon, or thine own?

TEIRESIAS

Not Creon, thou thyself art thine own bane.

OEDIPUS

O wealth and empiry and skill by skill

Outwitted in the battlefield of life,

What spite and envy follow in your train!

See, for this crown the State conferred on me.

A gift, a thing I sought not, for this crown

The trusty Creon, my familiar friend,

Hath lain in wait to oust me and suborned

This mountebank, this juggling charlatan,

This tricksy beggarpriest, for gain alone

Keeneyed, but in his proper art stoneblind.

Say, sirrah, hast thou ever proved thyself

A prophet? When the riddling Sphinx was here

Why hadst thou no deliverance for this folk?

And yet the riddle was not to be solved

By guesswork but required the prophet's art;

Wherein thou wast found lacking; neither birds

Nor sign from heaven helped thee, but _I_ came,

The simple Oedipus; _I_ stopped her mouth

By mother wit, untaught of auguries.

This is the man whom thou wouldst undermine,

In hope to reign with Creon in my stead.

Methinks that thou and thine abettor soon

Will rue your plot to drive the scapegoat out.

Thank thy grey hairs that thou hast still to learn

What chastisement such arrogance deserves.

CHORUS


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To us it seems that both the seer and thou,

O Oedipus, have spoken angry words.

This is no time to wrangle but consult

How best we may fulfill the oracle.

TEIRESIAS

King as thou art, free speech at least is mine

To make reply; in this I am thy peer.

I own no lord but Loxias; him I serve

And ne'er can stand enrolled as Creon's man.

Thus then I answer: since thou hast not spared

To twit me with my blindnessthou hast eyes,

Yet see'st not in what misery thou art fallen,

Nor where thou dwellest nor with whom for mate.

Dost know thy lineage? Nay, thou know'st it not,

And all unwitting art a double foe

To thine own kin, the living and the dead;

Aye and the dogging curse of mother and sire

One day shall drive thee, like a twoedged sword,

Beyond our borders, and the eyes that now

See clear shall henceforward endless night.

Ah whither shall thy bitter cry not reach,

What crag in all Cithaeron but shall then

Reverberate thy wail, when thou hast found

With what a hymeneal thou wast borne

Home, but to no fair haven, on the gale!

Aye, and a flood of ills thou guessest not

Shall set thyself and children in one line.

Flout then both Creon and my words, for none

Of mortals shall be striken worse than thou.

OEDIPUS

Must I endure this fellow's insolence?

A murrain on thee! Get thee hence! Begone

Avaunt! and never cross my threshold more.

TEIRESIAS

I ne'er had come hadst thou not bidden me.

OEDIPUS

I know not thou wouldst utter folly, else

Long hadst thou waited to be summoned here.

TEIRESIAS

Such am Ias it seems to thee a fool,

But to the parents who begat thee, wise.

OEDIPUS

What sayest thou"parents"? Who begat me, speak?

TEIRESIAS


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This day shall be thy birthday, and thy grave.

OEDIPUS

Thou lov'st to speak in riddles and dark words.

TEIRESIAS

In reading riddles who so skilled as thou?

OEDIPUS

Twit me with that wherein my greatness lies.

TEIRESIAS

And yet this very greatness proved thy bane.

OEDIPUS

No matter if I saved the commonwealth.

TEIRESIAS

'Tis time I left thee. Come, boy, take me home.

OEDIPUS

Aye, take him quickly, for his presence irks

And lets me; gone, thou canst not plague me more.

TEIRESIAS

I go, but first will tell thee why I came.

Thy frown I dread not, for thou canst not harm me.

Hear then: this man whom thou hast sought to arrest

With threats and warrants this long while, the wretch

Who murdered Laiusthat man is here.

He passes for an alien in the land

But soon shall prove a Theban, native born.

And yet his fortune brings him little joy;

For blind of seeing, clad in beggar's weeds,

For purple robes, and leaning on his staff,

To a strange land he soon shall grope his way.

And of the children, inmates of his home,

He shall be proved the brother and the sire,

Of her who bare him son and husband both,

Copartner, and assassin of his sire.

Go in and ponder this, and if thou find

That I have missed the mark, henceforth declare

I have no wit nor skill in prophecy.

[Exeunt TEIRESIAS and OEDIPUS]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

Who is he by voice immortal named from Pythia's rocky cell,

Doer of foul deeds of bloodshed, horrors that no tongue can tell?

              A foot for flight he needs

              Fleeter than stormswift steeds,


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For on his heels doth follow,

Armed with the lightnings of his Sire, Apollo.

              Like sleuthhounds too

              The Fates pursue.

(Ant. 1)

Yea, but now flashed forth the summons from Parnassus' snowy peak,

"Near and far the undiscovered doer of this murder seek!"

              Now like a sullen bull he roves

              Through forest brakes and upland groves,

              And vainly seeks to fly

              The doom that ever nigh

              Flits o'er his head,

Still by the avenging Phoebus sped,

              The voice divine,

              From Earth's mid shrine.

(Str. 2)

Sore perplexed am I by the words of the master seer.

Are they true, are they false? I know not and bridle my tongue for 

fear,

Fluttered with vague surmise; nor present nor future is clear.

Quarrel of ancient date or in days still near know I none

Twixt the Labdacidan house and our ruler, Polybus' son.

Proof is there none: how then can I challenge our King's good name,

How in a bloodfeud join for an untracked deed of shame?

(Ant. 2)

All wise are Zeus and Apollo, and nothing is hid from their ken;

They are gods; and in wits a man may surpass his fellow men;

But that a mortal seer knows more than I knowwhere

Hath this been proven? Or how without sign assured, can I blame

Him who saved our State when the winged songstress came,

Tested and tried in the light of us all, like gold assayed?

How can I now assent when a crime is on Oedipus laid?

CREON

Friends, countrymen, I learn King OEDIPUS

Hath laid against me a most grievous charge,

And come to you protesting. If he deems

That I have harmed or injured him in aught

By word or deed in this our present trouble,

I care not to prolong the span of life,

Thus illreputed; for the calumny

Hits not a single blot, but blasts my name,

If by the general voice I am denounced

False to the State and false by you my friends.

CHORUS

This taunt, it well may be, was blurted out

In petulance, not spoken advisedly.


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CREON

Did any dare pretend that it was I

Prompted the seer to utter a forged charge?

CHORUS

Such things were said; with what intent I know not.

CREON

Were not his wits and vision all astray

When upon me he fixed this monstrous charge?

CHORUS

I know not; to my sovereign's acts I am blind.

But lo, he comes to answer for himself.

[Enter OEDIPUS.]

OEDIPUS

Sirrah, what mak'st thou here? Dost thou presume

To approach my doors, thou brazenfaced rogue,

My murderer and the filcher of my crown?

Come, answer this, didst thou detect in me

Some touch of cowardice or witlessness,

That made thee undertake this enterprise?

I seemed forsooth too simple to perceive

The serpent stealing on me in the dark,

Or else too weak to scotch it when I saw.

This _thou_ art witless seeking to possess

Without a following or friends the crown,

A prize that followers and wealth must win.

CREON

Attend me. Thou hast spoken, 'tis my turn

To make reply. Then having heard me, judge.

OEDIPUS

Thou art glib of tongue, but I am slow to learn

Of thee; I know too well thy venomous hate.

CREON

First I would argue out this very point.

OEDIPUS

O argue not that thou art not a rogue.

CREON

If thou dost count a virtue stubbornness,

Unschooled by reason, thou art much astray.

OEDIPUS

If thou dost hold a kinsman may be wronged,

And no pains follow, thou art much to seek.


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CREON

Therein thou judgest rightly, but this wrong

That thou allegesttell me what it is.

OEDIPUS

Didst thou or didst thou not advise that I

Should call the priest?

CREON

                    Yes, and I stand to it.

OEDIPUS

Tell me how long is it since Laius...

CREON

Since Laius...? I follow not thy drift.

OEDIPUS

By violent hands was spirited away.

CREON

In the dim past, a many years agone.

OEDIPUS

Did the same prophet then pursue his craft?

CREON

Yes, skilled as now and in no less repute.

OEDIPUS

Did he at that time ever glance at me?

CREON

Not to my knowledge, not when I was by.

OEDIPUS

But was no search and inquisition made?

CREON

Surely full quest was made, but nothing learnt.

OEDIPUS

Why failed the seer to tell his story _then_?

CREON

I know not, and not knowing hold my tongue.

OEDIPUS

This much thou knowest and canst surely tell.


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CREON

What's mean'st thou? All I know I will declare.

OEDIPUS

But for thy prompting never had the seer

Ascribed to me the death of Laius.

CREON

If so he thou knowest best; but I

Would put thee to the question in my turn.

OEDIPUS

Question and prove me murderer if thou canst.

CREON

Then let me ask thee, didst thou wed my sister?

OEDIPUS

A fact so plain I cannot well deny.

CREON

And as thy consort queen she shares the throne?

OEDIPUS

I grant her freely all her heart desires.

CREON

And with you twain I share the triple rule?

OEDIPUS

Yea, and it is that proves thee a false friend.

CREON

Not so, if thou wouldst reason with thyself,

As I with myself. First, I bid thee think,

Would any mortal choose a troubled reign

Of terrors rather than secure repose,

If the same power were given him? As for me,

I have no natural craving for the name

Of king, preferring to do kingly deeds,

And so thinks every soberminded man.

Now all my needs are satisfied through thee,

And I have naught to fear; but were I king,

My acts would oft run counter to my will.

How could a title then have charms for me

Above the sweets of boundless influence?

I am not so infatuate as to grasp

The shadow when I hold the substance fast.

Now all men cry me Godspeed! wish me well,

And every suitor seeks to gain my ear,

If he would hope to win a grace from thee.


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Why should I leave the better, choose the worse?

That were sheer madness, and I am not mad.

No such ambition ever tempted me,

Nor would I have a share in such intrigue.

And if thou doubt me, first to Delphi go,

There ascertain if my report was true

Of the god's answer; next investigate

If with the seer I plotted or conspired,

And if it prove so, sentence me to death,

Not by thy voice alone, but mine and thine.

But O condemn me not, without appeal,

On bare suspicion. 'Tis not right to adjudge

Bad men at random good, or good men bad.

I would as lief a man should cast away

The thing he counts most precious, his own life,

As spurn a true friend. Thou wilt learn in time

The truth, for time alone reveals the just;

A villain is detected in a day.

CHORUS

To one who walketh warily his words

Commend themselves; swift counsels are not sure.

OEDIPUS

When with swift strides the stealthy plotter stalks

I must be quick too with my counterplot.

To wait his onset passively, for him

Is sure success, for me assured defeat.

CREON

What then's thy will? To banish me the land?

OEDIPUS

I would not have thee banished, no, but dead,

That men may mark the wages envy reaps.

CREON

I see thou wilt not yield, nor credit me.

OEDIPUS

[None but a fool would credit such as thou.] 

CREON

Thou art not wise.

OEDIPUS

                    Wise for myself at least.

CREON

Why not for me too?


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OEDIPUS

                    Why for such a knave?

CREON

Suppose thou lackest sense.

OEDIPUS

                    Yet kings must rule.

CREON

Not if they rule ill.

OEDIPUS

                    Oh my Thebans, hear him!

CREON

Thy Thebans? am not I a Theban too?

CHORUS

Cease, princes; lo there comes, and none too soon,

Jocasta from the palace. Who so fit

As peacemaker to reconcile your feud?

[Enter JOCASTA.]

JOCASTA

Misguided princes, why have ye upraised

This wordy wrangle? Are ye not ashamed,

While the whole land lies striken, thus to voice

Your private injuries? Go in, my lord;

Go home, my brother, and forebear to make

A public scandal of a petty grief.

CREON

My royal sister, Oedipus, thy lord,

Hath bid me choose (O dread alternative!)

An outlaw's exile or a felon's death.

OEDIPUS

Yes, lady; I have caught him practicing

Against my royal person his vile arts.

CREON

May I ne'er speed but die accursed, if I

In any way am guilty of this charge.

JOCASTA

Believe him, I adjure thee, Oedipus,

First for his solemn oath's sake, then for mine,

And for thine elders' sake who wait on thee.

CHORUS


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(Str. 1)

Hearken, King, reflect, we pray thee, but not stubborn but relent.

OEDIPUS

Say to what should I consent?

CHORUS

Respect a man whose probity and troth

Are known to all and now confirmed by oath.

OEDIPUS

Dost know what grace thou cravest?

CHORUS

                    Yea, I know.

OEDIPUS

Declare it then and make thy meaning plain.

CHORUS

Brand not a friend whom babbling tongues assail;

Let not suspicion 'gainst his oath prevail.

OEDIPUS

Bethink you that in seeking this ye seek

In very sooth my death or banishment?

CHORUS

No, by the leader of the host divine!

(Str. 2)

Witness, thou Sun, such thought was never mine,

Unblest, unfriended may I perish,

If ever I such wish did cherish!

But O my heart is desolate

Musing on our striken State,

Doubly fall'n should discord grow

Twixt you twain, to crown our woe.

OEDIPUS

Well, let him go, no matter what it cost me,

Or certain death or shameful banishment,

For your sake I relent, not his; and him,

Where'er he be, my heart shall still abhor.

CREON

Thou art as sullen in thy yielding mood

As in thine anger thou wast truculent.

Such tempers justly plague themselves the most.

OEDIPUS

Leave me in peace and get thee gone.


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CREON

                    I go,

By thee misjudged, but justified by these.

[Exeunt CREON]

CHORUS

(Ant. 1)

Lady, lead indoors thy consort; wherefore longer here delay?

JOCASTA

Tell me first how rose the fray.

CHORUS

Rumors bred unjust suspicious and injustice rankles sore.

JOCASTA

Were both at fault?

CHORUS

                    Both.

JOCASTA

                    What was the tale?

CHORUS

Ask me no more. The land is sore distressed;

'Twere better sleeping ills to leave at rest.

OEDIPUS

Strange counsel, friend! I know thou mean'st me well,

And yet would'st mitigate and blunt my zeal.

CHORUS

(Ant. 2)

King, I say it once again,

Witless were I proved, insane,

If I lightly put away

Thee my country's prop and stay,

Pilot who, in danger sought,

To a quiet haven brought

Our distracted State; and now

Who can guide us right but thou?

JOCASTA

Let me too, I adjure thee, know, O king,

What cause has stirred this unrelenting wrath.

OEDIPUS

I will, for thou art more to me than these.

Lady, the cause is Creon and his plots.


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JOCASTA

But what provoked the quarrel? make this clear.

OEDIPUS

He points me out as Laius' murderer.

JOCASTA

Of his own knowledge or upon report?

OEDIPUS

He is too cunning to commit himself,

And makes a mouthpiece of a knavish seer.

JOCASTA

Then thou mayest ease thy conscience on that score.

Listen and I'll convince thee that no man

Hath scot or lot in the prophetic art.

Here is the proof in brief. An oracle

Once came to Laius (I will not say

'Twas from the Delphic god himself, but from

His ministers) declaring he was doomed

To perish by the hand of his own son,

A child that should be born to him by me.

Now Laiusso at least report affirmed

Was murdered on a day by highwaymen,

No natives, at a spot where three roads meet.

As for the child, it was but three days old,

When Laius, its ankles pierced and pinned

Together, gave it to be cast away

By others on the trackless mountain side.

So then Apollo brought it not to pass

The child should be his father's murderer,

Or the dread terror find accomplishment,

And Laius be slain by his own son.

Such was the prophet's horoscope. O king,

Regard it not. Whate'er the god deems fit

To search, himself unaided will reveal.

OEDIPUS

What memories, what wild tumult of the soul

Came o'er me, lady, as I heard thee speak!

JOCASTA

What mean'st thou? What has shocked and startled thee?

OEDIPUS

Methought I heard thee say that Laius

Was murdered at the meeting of three roads.

JOCASTA


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So ran the story that is current still.

OEDIPUS

Where did this happen? Dost thou know the place?

JOCASTA

Phocis the land is called; the spot is where

Branch roads from Delphi and from Daulis meet.

OEDIPUS

And how long is it since these things befell?

JOCASTA

'Twas but a brief while were thou wast proclaimed

Our country's ruler that the news was brought.

OEDIPUS

O Zeus, what hast thou willed to do with me!

JOCASTA

What is it, Oedipus, that moves thee so?

OEDIPUS

Ask me not yet; tell me the build and height

Of Laius? Was he still in manhood's prime?

JOCASTA

Tall was he, and his hair was lightly strewn

With silver; and not unlike thee in form.

OEDIPUS

O woe is me! Mehtinks unwittingly

I laid but now a dread curse on myself.

JOCASTA

What say'st thou? When I look upon thee, my king,

I tremble.

OEDIPUS

              'Tis a dread presentiment

That in the end the seer will prove not blind.

One further question to resolve my doubt.

JOCASTA

I quail; but ask, and I will answer all.

OEDIPUS

Had he but few attendants or a train

Of armed retainers with him, like a prince?

JOCASTA


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They were but five in all, and one of them

A herald; Laius in a mulecar rode.

OEDIPUS

Alas! 'tis clear as noonday now. But say,

Lady, who carried this report to Thebes?

JOCASTA

A serf, the sole survivor who returned.

OEDIPUS

Haply he is at hand or in the house?

JOCASTA

No, for as soon as he returned and found

Thee reigning in the stead of Laius slain,

He clasped my hand and supplicated me

To send him to the alps and pastures, where

He might be farthest from the sight of Thebes.

And so I sent him. 'Twas an honest slave

And well deserved some better recompense.

OEDIPUS

Fetch him at once. I fain would see the man.

JOCASTA

He shall be brought; but wherefore summon him?

OEDIPUS

Lady, I fear my tongue has overrun

Discretion; therefore I would question him.

JOCASTA

Well, he shall come, but may not I too claim

To share the burden of thy heart, my king?

OEDIPUS

And thou shalt not be frustrate of thy wish.

Now my imaginings have gone so far.

Who has a higher claim that thou to hear

My tale of dire adventures? Listen then.

My sire was Polybus of Corinth, and

My mother Merope, a Dorian;

And I was held the foremost citizen,

Till a strange thing befell me, strange indeed,

Yet scarce deserving all the heat it stirred.

A roisterer at some banquet, flown with wine,

Shouted "Thou art not true son of thy sire."

It irked me, but I stomached for the nonce

The insult; on the morrow I sought out

My mother and my sire and questioned them.


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They were indignant at the random slur

Cast on my parentage and did their best

To comfort me, but still the venomed barb

Rankled, for still the scandal spread and grew.

So privily without their leave I went

To Delphi, and Apollo sent me back

Baulked of the knowledge that I came to seek.

But other grievous things he prophesied,

Woes, lamentations, mourning, portents dire;

To wit I should defile my mother's bed

And raise up seed too loathsome to behold,

And slay the father from whose loins I sprang.

Then, lady,thou shalt hear the very truth

As I drew near the triplebranching roads,

A herald met me and a man who sat

In a car drawn by coltsas in thy tale

The man in front and the old man himself

Threatened to thrust me rudely from the path,

Then jostled by the charioteer in wrath

I struck him, and the old man, seeing this,

Watched till I passed and from his car brought down

Full on my head the doublepointed goad.

        Yet was I quits with him and more; one stroke

Of my good staff sufficed to fling him clean

Out of the chariot seat and laid him prone.

And so I slew them every one. But if

Betwixt this stranger there was aught in common

With Laius, who more miserable than I,

What mortal could you find more godabhorred?

Wretch whom no sojourner, no citizen

May harbor or address, whom all are bound

To harry from their homes. And this same curse

Was laid on me, and laid by none but me.

Yea with these hands all gory I pollute

The bed of him I slew. Say, am I vile?

Am I not utterly unclean, a wretch

Doomed to be banished, and in banishment

Forgo the sight of all my dearest ones,

And never tread again my native earth;

Or else to wed my mother and slay my sire,

Polybus, who begat me and upreared?

If one should say, this is the handiwork

Of some inhuman power, who could blame

His judgment? But, ye pure and awful gods,

Forbid, forbid that I should see that day!

May I be blotted out from living men

Ere such a plague spot set on me its brand!

CHORUS

We too, O king, are troubled; but till thou

Hast questioned the survivor, still hope on.


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OEDIPUS

My hope is faint, but still enough survives

To bid me bide the coming of this herd.

JOCASTA

Suppose him here, what wouldst thou learn of him?

OEDIPUS

I'll tell thee, lady; if his tale agrees

With thine, I shall have 'scaped calamity.

JOCASTA

And what of special import did I say?

OEDIPUS

In thy report of what the herdsman said

Laius was slain by robbers; now if he

Still speaks of robbers, not a robber, I

Slew him not; "one" with "many" cannot square.

But if he says one lonely wayfarer,

The last link wanting to my guilt is forged.

JOCASTA

Well, rest assured, his tale ran thus at first,

Nor can he now retract what then he said;

Not I alone but all our townsfolk heard it.

E'en should he vary somewhat in his story,

He cannot make the death of Laius

In any wise jump with the oracle.

For Loxias said expressly he was doomed

To die by my child's hand, but he, poor babe,

He shed no blood, but perished first himself.

So much for divination. Henceforth I

Will look for signs neither to right nor left.

OEDIPUS

Thou reasonest well. Still I would have thee send

And fetch the bondsman hither. See to it.

JOCASTA

That will I straightway. Come, let us within.

I would do nothing that my lord mislikes.

[Exeunt OEDIPUS and JOCASTA]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

My lot be still to lead

        The life of innocence and fly

Irreverence in word or deed,

        To follow still those laws ordained on high


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Whose birthplace is the bright ethereal sky

        No mortal birth they own,

        Olympus their progenitor alone:

Ne'er shall they slumber in oblivion cold,

The god in them is strong and grows not old.

(Ant. 1)

        Of insolence is bred

The tyrant; insolence full blown,

        With empty riches surfeited,

Scales the precipitous height and grasps the throne.

        Then topples o'er and lies in ruin prone;

        No foothold on that dizzy steep.

But O may Heaven the true patriot keep

Who burns with emulous zeal to serve the State.

God is my help and hope, on him I wait.

(Str. 2)

But the proud sinner, or in word or deed,

        That will not Justice heed,

        Nor reverence the shrine

        Of images divine,

Perdition seize his vain imaginings,

        If, urged by greed profane,

        He grasps at illgot gain,

And lays an impious hand on holiest things.

        Who when such deeds are done

        Can hope heaven's bolts to shun?

If sin like this to honor can aspire,

Why dance I still and lead the sacred choir?

(Ant. 2)

No more I'll seek earth's central oracle,

        Or Abae's hallowed cell,

        Nor to Olympia bring

        My votive offering.

If before all God's truth be not bade plain.

        O Zeus, reveal thy might,

        King, if thou'rt named aright

Omnipotent, allseeing, as of old;

        For Laius is forgot;

        His weird, men heed it not;

Apollo is forsook and faith grows cold.

[Enter JOCASTA.]

JOCASTA

My lords, ye look amazed to see your queen

With wreaths and gifts of incense in her hands.

I had a mind to visit the high shrines,

For Oedipus is overwrought, alarmed

With terrors manifold. He will not use


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His past experience, like a man of sense,

To judge the present need, but lends an ear

To any croaker if he augurs ill.

Since then my counsels naught avail, I turn

To thee, our present help in time of trouble,

Apollo, Lord Lycean, and to thee

My prayers and supplications here I bring.

Lighten us, lord, and cleanse us from this curse!

For now we all are cowed like mariners

Who see their helmsman dumbstruck in the storm.

[Enter Corinthian MESSENGER.]

MESSENGER

My masters, tell me where the palace is

Of Oedipus; or better, where's the king.

CHORUS

Here is the palace and he bides within;

This is his queen the mother of his children.

MESSENGER

All happiness attend her and the house,

Blessed is her husband and her marriagebed.

JOCASTA

My greetings to thee, stranger; thy fair words

Deserve a like response. But tell me why

Thou comestwhat thy need or what thy news.

MESSENGER

Good for thy consort and the royal house.

JOCASTA

What may it be? Whose messenger art thou?

MESSENGER

The Isthmian commons have resolved to make

Thy husband kingso 'twas reported there.

JOCASTA

What! is not aged Polybus still king?

MESSENGER

No, verily; he's dead and in his grave.

JOCASTA

What! is he dead, the sire of Oedipus?

MESSENGER

If I speak falsely, may I die myself.


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JOCASTA

Quick, maiden, bear these tidings to my lord.

Ye godsent oracles, where stand ye now!

This is the man whom Oedipus long shunned,

In dread to prove his murderer; and now

He dies in nature's course, not by his hand.

[Enter OEDIPUS.]

OEDIPUS

My wife, my queen, Jocasta, why hast thou

Summoned me from my palace?

JOCASTA

                    Hear this man,

And as thou hearest judge what has become

Of all those aweinspiring oracles.

OEDIPUS

Who is this man, and what his news for me?

JOCASTA

He comes from Corinth and his message this:

Thy father Polybus hath passed away.

OEDIPUS

What? let me have it, stranger, from thy mouth.

MESSENGER

If I must first make plain beyond a doubt

My message, know that Polybus is dead.

OEDIPUS

By treachery, or by sickness visited?

MESSENGER

One touch will send an old man to his rest.

OEDIPUS

So of some malady he died, poor man.

MESSENGER

Yes, having measured the full span of years.

OEDIPUS

Out on it, lady! why should one regard

The Pythian hearth or birds that scream i' the air?

Did they not point at me as doomed to slay

My father? but he's dead and in his grave

And here am I who ne'er unsheathed a sword;

Unless the longing for his absent son

Killed him and so _I_ slew him in a sense.


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But, as they stand, the oracles are dead

Dust, ashes, nothing, dead as Polybus.

JOCASTA

Say, did not I foretell this long ago?

OEDIPUS

Thou didst: but I was misled by my fear.

JOCASTA

Then let I no more weigh upon thy soul.

OEDIPUS

Must I not fear my mother's marriage bed.

JOCASTA

Why should a mortal man, the sport of chance,

With no assured foreknowledge, be afraid?

Best live a careless life from hand to mouth.

This wedlock with thy mother fear not thou.

How oft it chances that in dreams a man

Has wed his mother! He who least regards

Such brainsick phantasies lives most at ease.

OEDIPUS

I should have shared in full thy confidence,

Were not my mother living; since she lives

Though half convinced I still must live in dread.

JOCASTA

And yet thy sire's death lights out darkness much.

OEDIPUS

Much, but my fear is touching her who lives.

MESSENGER

Who may this woman be whom thus you fear?

OEDIPUS

Merope, stranger, wife of Polybus.

MESSENGER

And what of her can cause you any fear?

OEDIPUS

A heavensent oracle of dread import.

MESSENGER

A mystery, or may a stranger hear it?

OEDIPUS


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Aye, 'tis no secret. Loxias once foretold

That I should mate with mine own mother, and shed

With my own hands the blood of my own sire.

Hence Corinth was for many a year to me

A home distant; and I trove abroad,

But missed the sweetest sight, my parents' face.

MESSENGER

Was this the fear that exiled thee from home?

OEDIPUS

Yea, and the dread of slaying my own sire.

MESSENGER

Why, since I came to give thee pleasure, King,

Have I not rid thee of this second fear?

OEDIPUS

Well, thou shalt have due guerdon for thy pains.

MESSENGER

Well, I confess what chiefly made me come

Was hope to profit by thy coming home.

OEDIPUS

Nay, I will ne'er go near my parents more.

MESSENGER

My son, 'tis plain, thou know'st not what thou doest.

OEDIPUS

How so, old man? For heaven's sake tell me all.

MESSENGER

If this is why thou dreadest to return.

OEDIPUS

Yea, lest the god's word be fulfilled in me.

MESSENGER

Lest through thy parents thou shouldst be accursed?

OEDIPUS

This and none other is my constant dread.

MESSENGER

Dost thou not know thy fears are baseless all?

OEDIPUS

How baseless, if I am their very son?


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MESSENGER

Since Polybus was naught to thee in blood.

OEDIPUS

What say'st thou? was not Polybus my sire?

MESSENGER

As much thy sire as I am, and no more.

OEDIPUS

My sire no more to me than one who is naught?

MESSENGER

Since I begat thee not, no more did he.

OEDIPUS

What reason had he then to call me son?

MESSENGER

Know that he took thee from my hands, a gift.

OEDIPUS

Yet, if no child of his, he loved me well.

MESSENGER

A childless man till then, he warmed to thee.

OEDIPUS

A foundling or a purchased slave, this child?

MESSENGER

I found thee in Cithaeron's wooded glens.

OEDIPUS

What led thee to explore those upland glades?

MESSENGER

My business was to tend the mountain flocks.

OEDIPUS

A vagrant shepherd journeying for hire?

MESSENGER

True, but thy savior in that hour, my son.

OEDIPUS

My savior? from what harm? what ailed me then?

MESSENGER

Those ankle joints are evidence enow.


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OEDIPUS

Ah, why remind me of that ancient sore?

MESSENGER

I loosed the pin that riveted thy feet.

OEDIPUS

Yes, from my cradle that dread brand I bore.

MESSENGER

Whence thou deriv'st the name that still is thine.

OEDIPUS

Who did it? I adjure thee, tell me who

Say, was it father, mother?

MESSENGER

                    I know not.

The man from whom I had thee may know more.

OEDIPUS

What, did another find me, not thyself?

MESSENGER

Not I; another shepherd gave thee me.

OEDIPUS

Who was he? Would'st thou know again the man?

MESSENGER

He passed indeed for one of Laius' house.

OEDIPUS

The king who ruled the country long ago?

MESSENGER

The same: he was a herdsman of the king.

OEDIPUS

And is he living still for me to see him?

MESSENGER

His fellowcountrymen should best know that.

OEDIPUS

Doth any bystander among you know

The herd he speaks of, or by seeing him

Afield or in the city? answer straight!

The hour hath come to clear this business up.

CHORUS


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Methinks he means none other than the hind

Whom thou anon wert fain to see; but that

Our queen Jocasta best of all could tell.

OEDIPUS

Madam, dost know the man we sent to fetch?

Is the same of whom the stranger speaks?

JOCASTA

Who is the man? What matter? Let it be.

'Twere waste of thought to weigh such idle words.

OEDIPUS

No, with such guiding clues I cannot fail

To bring to light the secret of my birth.

JOCASTA

Oh, as thou carest for thy life, give o'er

This quest. Enough the anguish _I_ endure.

OEDIPUS

Be of good cheer; though I be proved the son

Of a bondwoman, aye, through three descents

Triply a slave, thy honor is unsmirched.

JOCASTA

Yet humor me, I pray thee; do not this.

OEDIPUS

I cannot; I must probe this matter home.

JOCASTA

'Tis for thy sake I advise thee for the best.

OEDIPUS

I grow impatient of this best advice.

JOCASTA

Ah mayst thou ne'er discover who thou art!

OEDIPUS

Go, fetch me here the herd, and leave yon woman

To glory in her pride of ancestry.

JOCASTA

O woe is thee, poor wretch! With that last word

I leave thee, henceforth silent evermore.

[Exit JOCASTA]

CHORUS

Why, Oedipus, why stung with passionate grief


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Hath the queen thus departed? Much I fear

From this dead calm will burst a storm of woes.

OEDIPUS

Let the storm burst, my fixed resolve still holds,

To learn my lineage, be it ne'er so low.

It may be she with all a woman's pride

Thinks scorn of my base parentage. But I

Who rank myself as Fortune's favorite child,

The giver of good gifts, shall not be shamed.

She is my mother and the changing moons

My brethren, and with them I wax and wane.

Thus sprung why should I fear to trace my birth?

Nothing can make me other than I am.

CHORUS

(Str.)

If my soul prophetic err not, if my wisdom aught avail,

              Thee, Cithaeron, I shall hail,

As the nurse and fostermother of our Oedipus shall greet

Ere tomorrow's full moon rises, and exalt thee as is meet.

Dance and song shall hymn thy praises, lover of our royal race.

              Phoebus, may my words find grace!

(Ant.)

Child, who bare thee, nymph or goddess? sure thy sure was more than 

man,

              Haply the hillroamer Pan.

Of did Loxias beget thee, for he haunts the upland wold;

Or Cyllene's lord, or Bacchus, dweller on the hilltops cold?

Did some Heliconian Oread give him thee, a newborn joy?

              Nymphs with whom he love to toy?

OEDIPUS

Elders, if I, who never yet before

Have met the man, may make a guess, methinks

I see the herdsman who we long have sought;

His timeworn aspect matches with the years

Of yonder aged messenger; besides

I seem to recognize the men who bring him

As servants of my own. But you, perchance,

Having in past days known or seen the herd,

May better by sure knowledge my surmise.

CHORUS

I recognize him; one of Laius' house;

A simple hind, but true as any man.

[Enter HERDSMAN.]

OEDIPUS

Corinthian, stranger, I address thee first,


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Is this the man thou meanest!

MESSENGER

                    This is he.

OEDIPUS

And now old man, look up and answer all

I ask thee. Wast thou once of Laius' house?

HERDSMAN

I was, a thrall, not purchased but homebred.

OEDIPUS

What was thy business? how wast thou employed?

HERDSMAN

The best part of my life I tended sheep.

OEDIPUS

What were the pastures thou didst most frequent?

HERDSMAN

Cithaeron and the neighboring alps.

OEDIPUS

                    Then there

Thou must have known yon man, at least by fame?

HERDSMAN

Yon man? in what way? what man dost thou mean?

OEDIPUS

The man here, having met him in past times...

HERDSMAN

Offhand I cannot call him well to mind.

MESSENGER

No wonder, master. But I will revive

His blunted memories. Sure he can recall

What time together both we drove our flocks,

He two, I one, on the Cithaeron range,

For three long summers; I his mate from spring

Till rose Arcturus; then in winter time

I led mine home, he his to Laius' folds.

Did these things happen as I say, or no?

HERDSMAN

'Tis long ago, but all thou say'st is true.

MESSENGER


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Well, thou mast then remember giving me

A child to rear as my own fosterson?

HERDSMAN

Why dost thou ask this question? What of that?

MESSENGER

Friend, he that stands before thee was that child.

HERDSMAN

A plague upon thee! Hold thy wanton tongue!

OEDIPUS

Softly, old man, rebuke him not; thy words

Are more deserving chastisement than his.

HERDSMAN

O best of masters, what is my offense?

OEDIPUS

Not answering what he asks about the child.

HERDSMAN

He speaks at random, babbles like a fool.

OEDIPUS

If thou lack'st grace to speak, I'll loose thy tongue.

HERDSMAN

For mercy's sake abuse not an old man.

OEDIPUS

Arrest the villain, seize and pinion him!

HERDSMAN

Alack, alack!

What have I done? what wouldst thou further learn?

OEDIPUS

Didst give this man the child of whom he asks?

HERDSMAN

I did; and would that I had died that day!

OEDIPUS

And die thou shalt unless thou tell the truth.

HERDSMAN

But, if I tell it, I am doubly lost.

OEDIPUS


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The knave methinks will still prevaricate.

HERDSMAN

Nay, I confessed I gave it long ago.

OEDIPUS

Whence came it? was it thine, or given to thee?

HERDSMAN

I had it from another, 'twas not mine.

OEDIPUS

From whom of these our townsmen, and what house?

HERDSMAN

Forbear for God's sake, master, ask no more.

OEDIPUS

If I must question thee again, thou'rt lost.

HERDSMAN

Well thenit was a child of Laius' house.

OEDIPUS

Slaveborn or one of Laius' own race?

HERDSMAN

Ah me!

I stand upon the perilous edge of speech.

OEDIPUS

And I of hearing, but I still must hear.

HERDSMAN

Know then the child was by repute his own,

But she within, thy consort best could tell.

OEDIPUS

What! she, she gave it thee?

HERDSMAN

                    'Tis so, my king.

OEDIPUS

With what intent?

HERDSMAN

                    To make away with it.

OEDIPUS

What, she its mother.


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HERDSMAN

                    Fearing a dread weird.

OEDIPUS

What weird?

HERDSMAN

              'Twas told that he should slay his sire.

OEDIPUS

What didst thou give it then to this old man?

HERDSMAN

Through pity, master, for the babe. I thought

He'd take it to the country whence he came;

But he preserved it for the worst of woes.

For if thou art in sooth what this man saith,

God pity thee! thou wast to misery born.

OEDIPUS

Ah me! ah me! all brought to pass, all true!

O light, may I behold thee nevermore!

I stand a wretch, in birth, in wedlock cursed,

A parricide, incestuously, triply cursed!

[Exit OEDIPUS]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

              Races of mortal man

              Whose life is but a span,

I count ye but the shadow of a shade!

              For he who most doth know

              Of bliss, hath but the show;

A moment, and the visions pale and fade.

Thy fall, O Oedipus, thy piteous fall

Warns me none born of women blest to call.

(Ant. 1)

              For he of marksmen best,

              O Zeus, outshot the rest,

And won the prize supreme of wealth and power.

              By him the vulture maid

              Was quelled, her witchery laid;

He rose our savior and the land's strong tower.

We hailed thee king and from that day adored

Of mighty Thebes the universal lord.

(Str. 2)

              O heavy hand of fate!

              Who now more desolate,


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Whose tale more sad than thine, whose lot more dire?

              O Oedipus, discrowned head,

              Thy cradle was thy marriage bed;

One harborage sufficed for son and sire.

How could the soil thy father eared so long

Endure to bear in silence such a wrong?

(Ant. 2)

              Allseeing Time hath caught

              Guilt, and to justice brought

The son and sire commingled in one bed.

              O child of Laius' illstarred race

              Would I had ne'er beheld thy face;

I raise for thee a dirge as o'er the dead.

Yet, sooth to say, through thee I drew new breath,

And now through thee I feel a second death.

[Enter SECOND MESSENGER.]

SECOND MESSENGER

Most grave and reverend senators of Thebes,

What Deeds ye soon must hear, what sights behold

How will ye mourn, if, trueborn patriots,

Ye reverence still the race of Labdacus!

Not Ister nor all Phasis' flood, I ween,

Could wash away the bloodstains from this house,

The ills it shrouds or soon will bring to light,

Ills wrought of malice, not unwittingly.

The worst to bear are selfinflicted wounds.

CHORUS

Grievous enough for all our tears and groans

Our past calamities; what canst thou add?

SECOND MESSENGER

My tale is quickly told and quickly heard.

Our sovereign lady queen Jocasta's dead.

CHORUS

Alas, poor queen! how came she by her death?

SECOND MESSENGER

By her own hand. And all the horror of it,

Not having seen, yet cannot comprehend.

Nathless, as far as my poor memory serves,

I will relate the unhappy lady's woe.

When in her frenzy she had passed inside

The vestibule, she hurried straight to win

The bridalchamber, clutching at her hair

With both her hands, and, once within the room,

She shut the doors behind her with a crash.

"Laius," she cried, and called her husband dead


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Long, long ago; her thought was of that child

By him begot, the son by whom the sire

Was murdered and the mother left to breed

With her own seed, a monstrous progeny.

Then she bewailed the marriage bed whereon

Poor wretch, she had conceived a double brood,

Husband by husband, children by her child.

What happened after that I cannot tell,

Nor how the end befell, for with a shriek

Burst on us Oedipus; all eyes were fixed

On Oedipus, as up and down he strode,

Nor could we mark her agony to the end.

For stalking to and fro "A sword!" he cried,

"Where is the wife, no wife, the teeming womb

That bore a double harvest, me and mine?"

And in his frenzy some supernal power

(No mortal, surely, none of us who watched him)

Guided his footsteps; with a terrible shriek,

As though one beckoned him, he crashed against

The folding doors, and from their staples forced

The wrenched bolts and hurled himself within.

Then we beheld the woman hanging there,

A running noose entwined about her neck.

But when he saw her, with a maddened roar

He loosed the cord; and when her wretched corpse

Lay stretched on earth, what followedO 'twas dread!

He tore the golden brooches that upheld

Her queenly robes, upraised them high and smote

Full on his eyeballs, uttering words like these:

"No more shall ye behold such sights of woe,

Deeds I have suffered and myself have wrought;

Henceforward quenched in darkness shall ye see

Those ye should ne'er have seen; now blind to those

Whom, when I saw, I vainly yearned to know."

        Such was the burden of his moan, whereto,

Not once but oft, he struck with his hand uplift

His eyes, and at each stroke the ensanguined orbs

Bedewed his beard, not oozing drop by drop,

But one black gory downpour, thick as hail.

Such evils, issuing from the double source,

Have whelmed them both, confounding man and wife.

Till now the storied fortune of this house

Was fortunate indeed; but from this day

Woe, lamentation, ruin, death, disgrace,

All ills that can be named, all, all are theirs.

CHORUS

But hath he still no respite from his pain?

SECOND MESSENGER

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Behold the slayer of his sire, his mother's"

That shameful word my lips may not repeat.

He vows to fly selfbanished from the land,

Nor stay to bring upon his house the curse

Himself had uttered; but he has no strength

Nor one to guide him, and his torture's more

Than man can suffer, as yourselves will see.

For lo, the palace portals are unbarred,

And soon ye shall behold a sight so sad

That he who must abhorred would pity it.

[Enter OEDIPUS blinded.]

CHORUS

              Woeful sight! more woeful none

              These sad eyes have looked upon.

              Whence this madness? None can tell

              Who did cast on thee his spell,

              prowling all thy life around,

              Leaping with a demon bound.

              Hapless wretch! how can I brook

              On thy misery to look?

              Though to gaze on thee I yearn,

              Much to question, much to learn,

              Horrorstruck away I turn.

OEDIPUS

Ah me! ah woe is me!

Ah whither am I borne!

How like a ghost forlorn

My voice flits from me on the air!

On, on the demon goads. The end, ah where?

CHORUS

An end too dread to tell, too dark to see.

OEDIPUS

(Str. 1)

Dark, dark! The horror of darkness, like a shroud,

Wraps me and bears me on through mist and cloud.

Ah me, ah me! What spasms athwart me shoot,

What pangs of agonizing memory?

CHORUS

No marvel if in such a plight thou feel'st

The double weight of past and present woes.

OEDIPUS

(Ant. 1)

Ah friend, still loyal, constant still and kind,

              Thou carest for the blind.

I know thee near, and though bereft of eyes,


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Thy voice I recognize.

CHORUS

O doer of dread deeds, how couldst thou mar

Thy vision thus? What demon goaded thee?

OEDIPUS

(Str. 2)

Apollo, friend, Apollo, he it was

              That brought these ills to pass;

But the right hand that dealt the blow

              Was mine, none other. How,

How, could I longer see when sight

              Brought no delight?

CHORUS

Alas! 'tis as thou sayest.

OEDIPUS

Say, friends, can any look or voice

Or touch of love henceforth my heart rejoice?

              Haste, friends, no fond delay,

              Take the twice cursed away

                    Far from all ken,

The man abhorred of gods, accursed of men.

CHORUS

O thy despair well suits thy desperate case.

Would I had never looked upon thy face!

OEDIPUS

(Ant. 2)

My curse on him whoe'er unrived

The waif's fell fetters and my life revived!

He meant me well, yet had he left me there,

He had saved my friends and me a world of care.

CHORUS

I too had wished it so.

OEDIPUS

Then had I never come to shed

My father's blood nor climbed my mother's bed;

The monstrous offspring of a womb defiled,

Comate of him who gendered me, and child.

Was ever man before afflicted thus,

Like Oedipus.

CHORUS

I cannot say that thou hast counseled well,

For thou wert better dead than living blind.


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OEDIPUS

What's done was well done. Thou canst never shake

My firm belief. A truce to argument.

For, had I sight, I know not with what eyes

I could have met my father in the shades,

Or my poor mother, since against the twain

I sinned, a sin no gallows could atone.

Aye, but, ye say, the sight of children joys

A parent's eyes. What, born as mine were born?

No, such a sight could never bring me joy;

Nor this fair city with its battlements,

Its temples and the statues of its gods,

Sights from which I, now wretchedst of all,

Once ranked the foremost Theban in all Thebes,

By my own sentence am cut off, condemned

By my own proclamation 'gainst the wretch,

The miscreant by heaven itself declared

Uncleanand of the race of Laius.

Thus branded as a felon by myself,

How had I dared to look you in the face?

Nay, had I known a way to choke the springs

Of hearing, I had never shrunk to make

A dungeon of this miserable frame,

Cut off from sight and hearing; for 'tis bliss

to bide in regions sorrow cannot reach.

Why didst thou harbor me, Cithaeron, why

Didst thou not take and slay me? Then I never

Had shown to men the secret of my birth.

O Polybus, O Corinth, O my home,

Home of my ancestors (so wast thou called)

How fair a nursling then I seemed, how foul

The canker that lay festering in the bud!

Now is the blight revealed of root and fruit.

Ye triple highroads, and thou hidden glen,

Coppice, and pass where meet the threebranched ways,

Ye drank my blood, the lifeblood these hands spilt,

My father's; do ye call to mind perchance

Those deeds of mine ye witnessed and the work

I wrought thereafter when I came to Thebes?

O fatal wedlock, thou didst give me birth,

And, having borne me, sowed again my seed,

Mingling the blood of fathers, brothers, children,

Brides, wives and mothers, an incestuous brood,

All horrors that are wrought beneath the sun,

Horrors so foul to name them were unmeet.

O, I adjure you, hide me anywhere

Far from this land, or slay me straight, or cast me

Down to the depths of ocean out of sight.

Come hither, deign to touch an abject wretch;

Draw near and fear not; I myself must bear


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The load of guilt that none but I can share.

[Enter CREON.]

CREON

Lo, here is Creon, the one man to grant

Thy prayer by action or advice, for he

Is left the State's sole guardian in thy stead.

OEDIPUS

Ah me! what words to accost him can I find?

What cause has he to trust me? In the past

I have bee proved his rancorous enemy.

CREON

Not in derision, Oedipus, I come

Nor to upbraid thee with thy past misdeeds.

(To BYSTANDERS)

But shame upon you! if ye feel no sense

Of human decencies, at least revere

The Sun whose light beholds and nurtures all.

Leave not thus nakedly for all to gaze at

A horror neither earth nor rain from heaven

Nor light will suffer. Lead him straight within,

For it is seemly that a kinsman's woes

Be heard by kin and seen by kin alone.

OEDIPUS

O listen, since thy presence comes to me

A shock of glad surpriseso noble thou,

And I so vileO grant me one small boon.

I ask it not on my behalf, but thine.

CREON

And what the favor thou wouldst crave of me?

OEDIPUS

Forth from thy borders thrust me with all speed;

Set me within some vasty desert where

No mortal voice shall greet me any more.

CREON

This had I done already, but I deemed

It first behooved me to consult the god.

OEDIPUS

His will was set forth fullyto destroy

The parricide, the scoundrel; and I am he.

CREON

Yea, so he spake, but in our present plight

'Twere better to consult the god anew.


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OEDIPUS

Dare ye inquire concerning such a wretch?

CREON

Yea, for thyself wouldst credit now his word.

OEDIPUS

Aye, and on thee in all humility

I lay this charge: let her who lies within

Receive such burial as thou shalt ordain;

Such rites 'tis thine, as brother, to perform.

But for myself, O never let my Thebes,

The city of my sires, be doomed to bear

The burden of my presence while I live.

No, let me be a dweller on the hills,

On yonder mount Cithaeron, famed as mine,

My tomb predestined for me by my sire

And mother, while they lived, that I may die

Slain as they sought to slay me, when alive.

This much I know full surely, nor disease

Shall end my days, nor any common chance;

For I had ne'er been snatched from death, unless

I was predestined to some awful doom.

        So be it. I reck not how Fate deals with me

But my unhappy childrenfor my sons

Be not concerned, O Creon, they are men,

And for themselves, where'er they be, can fend.

But for my daughters twain, poor innocent maids,

Who ever sat beside me at the board

Sharing my viands, drinking of my cup,

For them, I pray thee, care, and, if thou willst,

O might I feel their touch and make my moan.

Hear me, O prince, my noblehearted prince!

Could I but blindly touch them with my hands

I'd think they still were mine, as when I saw.

[ANTIGONE and ISMENE are led in.]

What say I? can it be my pretty ones

Whose sobs I hear? Has Creon pitied me

And sent me my two darlings? Can this be?

CREON

'Tis true; 'twas I procured thee this delight,

Knowing the joy they were to thee of old.

OEDIPUS

God speed thee! and as meed for bringing them

May Providence deal with thee kindlier

Than it has dealt with me! O children mine,

Where are ye? Let me clasp you with these hands,

A brother's hands, a father's; hands that made


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Lackluster sockets of his once bright eyes;

Hands of a man who blindly, recklessly,

Became your sire by her from whom he sprang.

Though I cannot behold you, I must weep

In thinking of the evil days to come,

The slights and wrongs that men will put upon you.

Where'er ye go to feast or festival,

No merrymaking will it prove for you,

But oft abashed in tears ye will return.

And when ye come to marriageable years,

Where's the bold wooers who will jeopardize

To take unto himself such disrepute

As to my children's children still must cling,

For what of infamy is lacking here?

"Their father slew his father, sowed the seed

Where he himself was gendered, and begat

These maidens at the source wherefrom he sprang."

Such are the gibes that men will cast at you.

Who then will wed you? None, I ween, but ye

Must pine, poor maids, in single barrenness.

O Prince, Menoeceus' son, to thee, I turn,

With the it rests to father them, for we

Their natural parents, both of us, are lost.

O leave them not to wander poor, unwed,

Thy kin, nor let them share my low estate.

O pity them so young, and but for thee

All destitute. Thy hand upon it, Prince.

To you, my children I had much to say,

Were ye but ripe to hear. Let this suffice:

Pray ye may find some home and live content,

And may your lot prove happier than your sire's.

CREON

Thou hast had enough of weeping; pass within.

OEDIPUS

                    I must obey,

Though 'tis grievous.

CREON

                    Weep not, everything must have its day.

OEDIPUS

Well I go, but on conditions.

CREON

                    What thy terms for going, say.

OEDIPUS

Send me from the land an exile.


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CREON

                    Ask this of the gods, not me.

OEDIPUS

But I am the gods' abhorrence.

CREON

                    Then they soon will grant thy plea.

OEDIPUS

Lead me hence, then, I am willing.

CREON

                    Come, but let thy children go.

OEDIPUS

Rob me not of these my children!

CREON

                    Crave not mastery in all,

For the mastery that raised thee was thy bane and wrought thy fall.

CHORUS

Look ye, countrymen and Thebans, this is Oedipus the great,

He who knew the Sphinx's riddle and was mightiest in our state.

Who of all our townsmen gazed not on his fame with envious eyes?

Now, in what a sea of troubles sunk and overwhelmed he lies!

Therefore wait to see life's ending ere thou count one mortal blest;

Wait till free from pain and sorrow he has gained his final rest.

OEDIPUS AT COLONUS

ARGUMENT

Oedipus, the blind and banished King of Thebes, has come in his wanderings to Colonus, a deme of Athens,

led by his daughter Antigone. He sits to rest on a rock just within a sacred grove of the Furies and is bidden

depart by a passing native. But Oedipus, instructed by an oracle that he had reached his final restingplace,

refuses to stir, and the stranger consents to go and consult the Elders of Colonus (the Chorus of the Play).

Conducted to the spot they pity at first the blind beggar and his daughter, but on learning his name they are

horrorstriken and order him to quit the land. He appeals to the worldfamed hospitality of Athens and hints

at the blessings that his coming will confer on the State. They agree to await the decision of King Theseus.

From Theseus Oedipus craves protection in life and burial in Attic soil; the benefits that will accrue shall be

told later. Theseus departs having promised to aid and befriend him. No sooner has he gone than Creon enters

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captured) and he is about to lay hands on Oedipus, when Theseus, who has heard the tumult, hurries up and,

upbraiding Creon for his lawless act, threatens to detain him till he has shown where the captives are and

restored them. In the next scene Theseus returns bringing with him the rescued maidens. He informs Oedipus

that a stranger who has taken sanctuary at the altar of Poseidon wishes to see him. It is Polyneices who has

come to crave his father's forgiveness and blessing, knowing by an oracle that victory will fall to the side that

Oedipus espouses. But Oedipus spurns the hypocrite, and invokes a dire curse on both his unnatural sons. A

sudden clap of thunder is heard, and as peal follows peal, Oedipus is aware that his hour is come and bids

Antigone summon Theseus. Selfguided he leads the way to the spot where death should overtake him,

attended by Theseus and his daughters. Halfway he bids his daughters farewell, and what followed none but

Theseus knew. He was not (so the Messenger reports) for the gods took him. 

                    DRAMATIS PERSONAE

OEDIPUS, banished King of Thebes.

ANTIGONE, his daughter.

ISMENE, his daughter.

THESEUS, King of Athens.

CREON, brother of Jocasta, now reigning at Thebes.

POLYNEICES, elder son of Oedipus.

STRANGER, a native of Colonus.

MESSENGER, an attendant of Theseus.

CHORUS, citizens of Colonus.

        Scene: In front of the grove of the Eumenides.

                    OEDIPUS AT COLONUS

Enter the blind OEDIPUS led by his daughter, ANTIGONE.

OEDIPUS

Child of an old blind sire, Antigone,

What region, say, whose city have we reached?

Who will provide today with scanted dole

This wanderer? 'Tis little that he craves,

And less obtainsthat less enough for me;

For I am taught by suffering to endure,

And the long years that have grown old with me,

And last not least, by true nobility.

My daughter, if thou seest a resting place

On common ground or by some sacred grove,

Stay me and set me down. Let us discover

Where we have come, for strangers must inquire

Of denizens, and do as they are bid.

ANTIGONE

Longsuffering father, Oedipus, the towers

That fence the city still are faint and far;

But where we stand is surely holy ground;

A wilderness of laurel, olive, vine;

Within a choir or songster nightingales


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Are warbling. On this native seat of rock

Rest; for an old man thou hast traveled far.

OEDIPUS

Guide these dark steps and seat me there secure.

ANTIGONE

If time can teach, I need not to be told.

OEDIPUS

Say, prithee, if thou knowest, where we are.

ANTIGONE

Athens I recognize, but not the spot.

OEDIPUS

That much we heard from every wayfarer.

ANTIGONE

Shall I go on and ask about the place?

OEDIPUS

Yes, daughter, if it be inhabited.

ANTIGONE

Sure there are habitations; but no need

To leave thee; yonder is a man hard by.

OEDIPUS

What, moving hitherward and on his way?

ANTIGONE

Say rather, here already. Ask him straight

The needful questions, for the man is here.

[Enter STRANGER]

OEDIPUS

O stranger, as I learn from her whose eyes

Must serve both her and me, that thou art here

Sent by some happy chance to serve our doubts

STRANGER

First quit that seat, then question me at large:

The spot thou treadest on is holy ground.

OEDIPUS

What is the site, to what god dedicate?

STRANGER

Inviolable, untrod; goddesses,

Dread brood of Earth and Darkness, here abide.


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OEDIPUS

Tell me the awful name I should invoke?

STRANGER

The Gracious Ones, Allseeing, so our folk

Call them, but elsewhere other names are rife.

OEDIPUS

Then may they show their suppliant grace, for I

From this your sanctuary will ne'er depart.

STRANGER

What word is this?

OEDIPUS

                    The watchword of my fate.

STRANGER

Nay, 'tis not mine to bid thee hence without

Due warrant and instruction from the State.

OEDIPUS

Now in God's name, O stranger, scorn me not

As a wayfarer; tell me what I crave.

STRANGER

Ask; your request shall not be scorned by me.

OEDIPUS

How call you then the place wherein we bide?

STRANGER

Whate'er I know thou too shalt know; the place

Is all to great Poseidon consecrate.

Hard by, the Titan, he who bears the torch,

Prometheus, has his worship; but the spot

Thou treadest, the Brassfooted Threshold named,

Is Athens' bastion, and the neighboring lands

Claim as their chief and patron yonder knight

Colonus, and in common bear his name.

Such, stranger, is the spot, to fame unknown,

But dear to us its native worshipers.

OEDIPUS

Thou sayest there are dwellers in these parts?

STRANGER

Surely; they bear the name of yonder god.

OEDIPUS


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Ruled by a king or by the general voice?

STRANGER

The lord of Athens is our overlord.

OEDIPUS

Who is this monarch, great in word and might?

STRANGER

Theseus, the son of Aegeus our late king.

OEDIPUS

Might one be sent from you to summon him?

STRANGER

Wherefore? To tell him aught or urge his coming?

OEDIPUS

Say a slight service may avail him much.

STRANGER

How can he profit from a sightless man?

OEDIPUS

The blind man's words will be instinct with sight.

STRANGER

Heed then; I fain would see thee out of harm;

For by the looks, marred though they be by fate,

I judge thee noble; tarry where thou art,

While I go seek the burghersthose at hand,

Not in the city. They will soon decide

Whether thou art to rest or go thy way.

[Exit STRANGER]

OEDIPUS

Tell me, my daughter, has the stranger gone?

ANTIGONE

Yes, he has gone; now we are all alone,

And thou may'st speak, dear father, without fear.

OEDIPUS

Sternvisaged queens, since coming to this land

First in your sanctuary I bent the knee,

Frown not on me or Phoebus, who, when erst

He told me all my miseries to come,

Spake of this respite after many years,

Some haven in a faroff land, a rest

Vouchsafed at last by dread divinities.

"There," said he, "shalt thou round thy weary life,


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A blessing to the land wherein thou dwell'st,

But to the land that cast thee forth, a curse."

And of my weird he promised signs should come,

Earthquake, or thunderclap, or lightning flash.

And now I recognize as yours the sign

That led my wanderings to this your grove;

Else had I never lighted on you first,

A wineless man on your seat of native rock.

O goddesses, fulfill Apollo's word,

Grant me some consummation of my life,

If haply I appear not all too vile,

A thrall to sorrow worse than any slave.

Hear, gentle daughters of primeval Night,

Hear, namesake of great Pallas; Athens, first

Of cities, pity this dishonored shade,

The ghost of him who once was Oedipus.

ANTIGONE

Hush! for I see some greybeards on their way,

Their errand to spy out our restingplace.

OEDIPUS

I will be mute, and thou shalt guide my steps

Into the covert from the public road,

Till I have learned their drift. A prudent man

Will ever shape his course by what he learns.

[Enter CHORUS]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

Ha! Where is he? Look around!

Every nook and corner scan!

He the allpresumptuous man,

Whither vanished? search the ground!

A wayfarer, I ween,

A wayfarer, no countryman of ours,

That old man must have been;

Never had native dared to tempt the Powers,

              Or enter their demesne,

The Maids in awe of whom each mortal cowers,

              Whose name no voice betrays nor cry,

              And as we pass them with averted eye,

We move hushed lips in reverent piety.

              But now some godless man,

                    'Tis rumored, here abides;

              The precincts through I scan,

                    Yet wot not where he hides,

                    The wretch profane!

                    I search and search in vain.

OEDIPUS


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I am that man; I know you near

              Ears to the blind, they say, are eyes.

CHORUS

              O dread to see and dread to hear!

OEDIPUS

Oh sirs, I am no outlaw under ban.

CHORUS

Who can he beZeus save us!this old man?

OEDIPUS

No favorite of fate,

That ye should envy his estate,

O, Sirs, would any happy mortal, say,

Grope by the light of other eyes his way,

Or face the storm upon so frail a stay?

CHORUS

(Ant. 1)

Wast thou then sightless from thy birth?

Evil, methinks, and long

Thy pilgrimage on earth.

Yet add not curse to curse and wrong to wrong.

              I warn thee, trespass not

              Within this hallowed spot,

Lest thou shouldst find the silent grassy glade

              Where offerings are laid,

Bowls of spring water mingled with sweet mead.

              Thou must not stay,

              Come, come away,

              Tired wanderer, dost thou heed?

(We are far off, but sure our voice can reach.)

              If aught thou wouldst beseech,

Speak where 'tis right; till then refrain from speech.

OEDIPUS

Daughter, what counsel should we now pursue?

ANTIGONE

We must obey and do as here they do.

OEDIPUS

Thy hand then!

ANTIGONE

                    Here, O father, is my hand,

OEDIPUS

O Sirs, if I come forth at your command,


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Let me not suffer for my confidence.

CHORUS

(Str. 2)

Against thy will no man shall drive thee hence.

OEDIPUS

Shall I go further?

CHORUS

                    Aye.

OEDIPUS

                    What further still?

CHORUS

Lead maiden, thou canst guide him where we will.

ANTIGONE 

* * * * * *

OEDIPUS

* * * * * *

ANTIGONE

* * * * * *

Follow with blind steps, father, as I lead.

OEDIPUS

* * * * * *

CHORUS

In a strange land strange thou art;

To her will incline thy heart;

Honor whatso'er the State

Honors, all she frowns on hate.

OEDIPUS

Guide me child, where we may range

Safe within the paths of right;

Counsel freely may exchange

Nor with fate and fortune fight.

CHORUS

(Ant. 2)

Halt! Go no further than that rocky floor.

OEDIPUS

Stay where I now am?


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CHORUS

                    Yes, advance no more.

OEDIPUS

May I sit down?

CHORUS

                    Move sideways towards the ledge,

And sit thee crouching on the scarped edge.

ANTIGONE

This is my office, father, O incline

OEDIPUS

Ah me! ah me!

ANTIGONE

Thy steps to my steps, lean thine aged frame on mine.

OEDIPUS

Woe on my fate unblest!

CHORUS

Wanderer, now thou art at rest,

Tell me of thy birth and home,

From what far country art thou come,

Led on thy weary way, declare!

OEDIPUS

Strangers, I have no country. O forbear

CHORUS

What is it, old man, that thou wouldst conceal?

OEDIPUS

Forbear, nor urge me further to reveal

CHORUS

Why this reluctance?

OEDIPUS

                    Dread my lineage.

CHORUS

                    Say!

OEDIPUS

What must I answer, child, ah welladay!

CHORUS

Say of what stock thou comest, what man's son


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OEDIPUS

Ah me, my daughter, now we are undone!

ANTIGONE

Speak, for thou standest on the slippery verge.

OEDIPUS

I will; no plea for silence can I urge.

CHORUS

Will neither speak? Come, Sir, why dally thus!

OEDIPUS

Know'st one of Laius'

CHORUS

                    Ha? Who!

OEDIPUS

Seed of Labdacus

CHORUS

                    Oh Zeus!

OEDIPUS

The hapless Oedipus.

CHORUS

                    Art he?

OEDIPUS

Whate'er I utter, have no fear of me.

CHORUS

Begone!

OEDIPUS

              O wretched me!

CHORUS

                    Begone!

OEDIPUS

O daughter, what will hap anon?

CHORUS

Forth from our borders speed ye both!

OEDIPUS

How keep you then your troth?


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CHORUS

Heaven's justice never smites

Him who ill with ill requites.

But if guile with guile contend,

Bane, not blessing, is the end.

Arise, begone and take thee hence straightway,

Lest on our land a heavier curse thou lay.

ANTIGONE

        O sirs! ye suffered not my father blind,

        Albeit gracious and to ruth inclined,

        Knowing the deeds he wrought, not innocent,

              But with no ill intent;

              Yet heed a maiden's moan

              Who pleads for him alone;

              My eyes, not reft of sight,

Plead with you as a daughter's might

You are our providence,

O make us not go hence!

O with a gracious nod

Grant us the nigh despairedof boon we crave?

              Hear us, O hear,

But all that ye hold dear,

Wife, children, homestead, hearth and God!

Where will you find one, search ye ne'er so well.

Who 'scapes perdition if a god impel!

CHORUS

Surely we pity thee and him alike

Daughter of Oedipus, for your distress;

But as we reverence the decrees of Heaven

We cannot say aught other than we said.

OEDIPUS

O what avails renown or fair repute?

Are they not vanity? For, look you, now

Athens is held of States the most devout,

Athens alone gives hospitality

And shelters the vexed stranger, so men say.

Have I found so? I whom ye dislodged

First from my seat of rock and now would drive

Forth from your land, dreading my name alone;

For me you surely dread not, nor my deeds,

Deeds of a man more sinned against than sinning,

As I might well convince you, were it meet

To tell my mother's story and my sire's,

The cause of this your fear. Yet am I then

A villain born because in selfdefense,

Striken, I struck the striker back again?

E'en had I known, no villainy 'twould prove:


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But all unwitting whither I went, I went

To ruin; my destroyers knew it well,

Wherefore, I pray you, sirs, in Heaven's name,

Even as ye bade me quit my seat, defend me.

O pay not a lip service to the gods

And wrong them of their dues. Bethink ye well,

The eye of Heaven beholds the just of men,

And the unjust, nor ever in this world

Has one sole godless sinner found escape.

Stand then on Heaven's side and never blot

Athens' fair scutcheon by abetting wrong.

I came to you a suppliant, and you pledged

Your honor; O preserve me to the end,

O let not this marred visage do me wrong!

A holy and godfearing man is here

Whose coming purports comfort for your folk.

And when your chief arrives, whoe'er he be,

Then shall ye have my story and know all.

Meanwhile I pray you do me no despite.

CHORUS

The plea thou urgest, needs must give us pause,

Set forth in weighty argument, but we

Must leave the issue with the ruling powers.

OEDIPUS

Where is he, strangers, he who sways the realm?

CHORUS

In his ancestral seat; a messenger,

The same who sent us here, is gone for him.

OEDIPUS

And think you he will have such care or thought

For the blind stranger as to come himself?

CHORUS

Aye, that he will, when once he learns thy name.

OEDIPUS

But who will bear him word!

CHORUS

                    The way is long,

And many travelers pass to speed the news.

Be sure he'll hear and hasten, never fear;

So wide and far thy name is noised abroad,

That, were he ne'er so spent and loth to move,

He would bestir him when he hears of thee.

OEDIPUS


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Well, may he come with blessing to his State

And me! Who serves his neighbor serves himself. 

ANTIGONE

Zeus! What is this? What can I say or think?

OEDIPUS

What now, Antigone?

ANTIGONE

                    I see a woman

Riding upon a colt of Aetna's breed;

She wears for headgear a Thessalian hat

To shade her from the sun. Who can it be?

She or a stranger? Do I wake or dream?

'This she; 'tis notI cannot tell, alack;

It is no other! Now her bright'ning glance

Greets me with recognition, yes, 'tis she,

Herself, Ismene!

OEDIPUS

                    Ha! what say ye, child?

ANTIGONE

That I behold thy daughter and my sister,

And thou wilt know her straightway by her voice.

[Enter ISMENE]

ISMENE

Father and sister, names to me most sweet,

How hardly have I found you, hardly now

When found at last can see you through my tears!

OEDIPUS

Art come, my child?

ISMENE

                    O father, sad thy plight!

OEDIPUS

Child, thou art here?

ISMENE

                    Yes, 'twas a weary way.

OEDIPUS

Touch me, my child.

ISMENE

                    I give a hand to both.


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OEDIPUS

O childrensisters!

ISMENE

                    O disastrous plight!

OEDIPUS

Her plight and mine?

ISMENE

                    Aye, and my own no less.

OEDIPUS

What brought thee, daughter?

ISMENE

                    Father, care for thee.

OEDIPUS

A daughter's yearning?

ISMENE

                    Yes, and I had news

I would myself deliver, so I came

With the one thrall who yet is true to me.

OEDIPUS

Thy valiant brothers, where are they at need?

ISMENE

They areenough, 'tis now their darkest hour.

OEDIPUS

Out on the twain! The thoughts and actions all

Are framed and modeled on Egyptian ways.

For there the men sit at the loom indoors

While the wives slave abroad for daily bread.

So you, my childrenthose whom I behooved

To bear the burden, stay at home like girls,

While in their stead my daughters moil and drudge,

Lightening their father's misery. The one

Since first she grew from girlish feebleness

To womanhood has been the old man's guide

And shared my weary wandering, roaming oft

Hungry and footsore through wild forest ways,

In drenching rains and under scorching suns,

Careless herself of home and ease, if so

Her sire might have her tender ministry.

And thou, my child, whilom thou wentest forth,

Eluding the Cadmeians' vigilance,

To bring thy father all the oracles


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Concerning Oedipus, and didst make thyself

My faithful lieger, when they banished me.

And now what mission summons thee from home,

What news, Ismene, hast thou for thy father?

This much I know, thou com'st not emptyhanded,

Without a warning of some new alarm.

ISMENE

The toil and trouble, father, that I bore

To find thy lodgingplace and how thou faredst,

I spare thee; surely 'twere a double pain

To suffer, first in act and then in telling;

'Tis the misfortune of thine illstarred sons

I come to tell thee. At the first they willed

To leave the throne to Creon, minded well

Thus to remove the inveterate curse of old,

A canker that infected all thy race.

But now some god and an infatuate soul

Have stirred betwixt them a mad rivalry

To grasp at sovereignty and kingly power.

Today the hotbranded youth, the younger born,

Is keeping Polyneices from the throne,

His elder, and has thrust him from the land.

The banished brother (so all Thebes reports)

Fled to the vale of Argos, and by help

Of new alliance there and friends in arms,

Swears he will stablish Argos straight as lord

Of the Cadmeian land, or, if he fail,

Exalt the victor to the stars of heaven.

This is no empty tale, but deadly truth,

My father; and how long thy agony,

Ere the gods pity thee, I cannot tell.

OEDIPUS

Hast thou indeed then entertained a hope

The gods at last will turn and rescue me?

ISMENE

Yea, so I read these latest oracles.

OEDIPUS

What oracles? What hath been uttered, child?

ISMENE

Thy country (so it runs) shall yearn in time

To have thee for their weal alive or dead.

OEDIPUS

And who could gain by such a one as I?

ISMENE


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On thee, 'tis said, their sovereignty depends.

OEDIPUS

So, when I cease to be, my worth begins.

ISMENE

The gods, who once abased, uplift thee now.

OEDIPUS

Poor help to raise an old man fallen in youth.

ISMENE

Howe'er that be, 'tis for this cause alone

That Creon comes to theeand comes anon.

OEDIPUS

With what intent, my daughter? Tell me plainly.

ISMENE

To plant thee near the Theban land, and so

Keep thee within their grasp, yet now allow

Thy foot to pass beyond their boundaries.

OEDIPUS

What gain they, if I lay outside?

OEDIPUS

                    Thy tomb,

If disappointed, brings on them a curse.

OEDIPUS

It needs no god to tell what's plain to sense.

ISMENE

Therefore they fain would have thee close at hand,

Not where thou wouldst be master of thyself.

OEDIPUS

Mean they to shroud my bones in Theban dust?

ISMENE

Nay, father, guilt of kinsman's blood forbids.

OEDIPUS

Then never shall they be my masters, never!

ISMENE

Thebes, thou shalt rue this bitterly some day!

OEDIPUS

When what conjunction comes to pass, my child?


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ISMENE

Thy angry wraith, when at thy tomb they stand. 

OEDIPUS

And who hath told thee what thou tell'st me, child?

ISMENE

Envoys who visited the Delphic hearth.

OEDIPUS

Hath Phoebus spoken thus concerning me?

ISMENE

So say the envoys who returned to Thebes.

OEDIPUS

And can a son of mine have heard of this?

ISMENE

Yea, both alike, and know its import well.

OEDIPUS

They knew it, yet the ignoble greed of rule

Outweighed all longing for their sire's return.

ISMENE

Grievous thy words, yet I must own them true.

OEDIPUS

Then may the gods ne'er quench their fatal feud,

And mine be the arbitrament of the fight,

For which they now are arming, spear to spear;

That neither he who holds the scepter now

May keep this throne, nor he who fled the realm

Return again. _They_ never raised a hand,

When I their sire was thrust from hearth and home,

When I was banned and banished, what recked they?

Say you 'twas done at my desire, a grace

Which the state, yielding to my wish, allowed?

Not so; for, mark you, on that very day

When in the tempest of my soul I craved

Death, even death by stoning, none appeared

To further that wild longing, but anon,

When time had numbed my anguish and I felt

My wrath had all outrun those errors past,

Then, then it was the city went about

By force to oust me, respited for years;

And then my sons, who should as sons have helped,

Did nothing: and, one little word from them

Was all I needed, and they spoke no word,


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But let me wander on for evermore,

A banished man, a beggar. These two maids

Their sisters, girls, gave all their sex could give,

Food and safe harborage and filial care;

While their two brethren sacrificed their sire

For lust of power and sceptred sovereignty.

No! me they ne'er shall win for an ally,

Nor will this Theban kingship bring them gain;

That know I from this maiden's oracles,

And those old prophecies concerning me,

Which Phoebus now at length has brought to pass.

Come Creon then, come all the mightiest

In Thebes to seek me; for if ye my friends,

Championed by those dread Powers indigenous,

Espouse my cause; then for the State ye gain

A great deliverer, for my foemen bane.

CHORUS

Our pity, Oedipus, thou needs must move,

Thou and these maidens; and the stronger plea

Thou urgest, as the savior of our land,

Disposes me to counsel for thy weal.

OEDIPUS

Aid me, kind sirs; I will do all you bid.

CHORUS

First make atonement to the deities,

Whose grove by trespass thou didst first profane.

OEDIPUS

After what manner, stranger? Teach me, pray.

CHORUS

Make a libation first of water fetched

With undefiled hands from living spring.

OEDIPUS

And after I have gotten this pure draught?

CHORUS

Bowls thou wilt find, the carver's handiwork;

Crown thou the rims and both the handles crown

OEDIPUS

With olive shoots or blocks of wool, or how?

CHORUS

With wool from fleece of yearling freshly shorn.

OEDIPUS


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What next? how must I end the ritual?

CHORUS

Pour thy libation, turning to the dawn.

OEDIPUS

Pouring it from the urns whereof ye spake?

CHORUS

Yea, in three streams; and be the last bowl drained

To the last drop.

OEDIPUS

                    And wherewith shall I fill it,

Ere in its place I set it? This too tell.

CHORUS

With water and with honey; add no wine.

OEDIPUS

And when the embowered earth hath drunk thereof?

CHORUS

Then lay upon it thrice nine olive sprays

With both thy hands, and offer up this prayer.

OEDIPUS

I fain would hear it; that imports the most.

CHORUS

That, as we call them Gracious, they would deign

To grant the suppliant their saving grace.

So pray thyself or whoso pray for thee,

In whispered accents, not with lifted voice;

Then go and look back. Do as I bid,

And I shall then be bold to stand thy friend;

Else, stranger, I should have my fears for thee.

OEDIPUS

Hear ye, my daughters, what these strangers say?

ANTIGONE

We listened, and attend thy bidding, father.

OEDIPUS

I cannot go, disabled as I am

Doubly, by lack of strength and lack of sight;

But one of you may do it in my stead;

For one, I trow, may pay the sacrifice

Of thousands, if his heart be leal and true.

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Untended; for this frame is all too week

To move without the help of guiding hand.

ISMENE

Then I will go perform these rites, but where

To find the spot, this have I yet to learn.

CHORUS

Beyond this grove; if thou hast need of aught,

The guardian of the close will lend his aid.

ISMENE

I go, and thou, Antigone, meanwhile

Must guard our father. In a parent's cause

Toil, if there be toil, is of no account.

[Exit ISMENE]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

Ill it is, stranger, to awake

Pain that long since has ceased to ache,

And yet I fain would hear

OEDIPUS

What thing?

CHORUS

Thy tale of cruel suffering

For which no cure was found,

The fate that held thee bound.

OEDIPUS

O bid me not (as guest I claim

This grace) expose my shame.

CHORUS

The tale is bruited far and near,

And echoes still from ear to ear.

The truth, I fain would hear.

OEDIPUS

Ah me!

CHORUS

        I prithee yield.

OEDIPUS

                    Ah me!

CHORUS

Grant my request, I granted all to thee.


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OEDIPUS

(Ant. 1)

Know then I suffered ills most vile, but none

(So help me Heaven!) from acts in malice done.

CHORUS

Say how.

OEDIPUS

              The State around

An all unwitting bridegroom bound

An impious marriage chain;

              That was my bane.

CHORUS

Didst thou in sooth then share

A bed incestuous with her that bare

OEDIPUS

It stabs me like a sword,

That twoedged word,

O stranger, but these maidsmy own

CHORUS

Say on.

OEDIPUS

Two daughters, curses twain.

CHORUS

Oh God!

OEDIPUS

Sprang from the wife and mother's travailpain.

CHORUS

(Str. 2)

What, then thy offspring are at once

OEDIPUS

                    Too true.

Their father's very sister's too.

CHORUS

Oh horror!

OEDIPUS

              Horrors from the boundless deep

Back on my soul in refluent surges sweep.


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CHORUS

Thou hast endured

OEDIPUS

                    Intolerable woe.

CHORUS

And sinned

OEDIPUS

                    I sinned not.

CHORUS

                    How so?

OEDIPUS

I served the State; would I had never won

That graceless grace by which I was undone.

CHORUS

(Ant. 2)

And next, unhappy man, thou hast shed blood?

OEDIPUS

Must ye hear more?

CHORUS

                    A father's?

OEDIPUS

                    Flood on flood

Whelms me; that word's a second mortal blow.

CHORUS

Murderer!

OEDIPUS

              Yes, a murderer, but know

CHORUS

What canst thou plead?

OEDIPUS

                    A plea of justice.

CHORUS

                    How?

OEDIPUS

I slew who else would me have slain;

I slew without intent,


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A wretch, but innocent

In the law's eye, I stand, without a stain.

CHORUS

Behold our sovereign, Theseus, Aegeus' son,

Comes at thy summons to perform his part.

[Enter THESEUS]

THESEUS

Oft had I heard of thee in times gone by

The bloody mutilation of thine eyes

And therefore know thee, son of Laius.

All that I lately gathered on the way

Made my conjecture doubly sure; and now

Thy garb and that marred visage prove to me

That thou art he. So pitying thine estate,

Most illstarred Oedipus, I fain would know

What is the suit ye urge on me and Athens,

Thou and the helpless maiden at thy side.

Declare it; dire indeed must be the tale

Whereat _I_ should recoil. I too was reared,

Like thee, in exile, and in foreign lands

Wrestled with many perils, no man more.

Wherefore no alien in adversity

Shall seek in vain my succor, nor shalt thou;

I know myself a mortal, and my share

In what the morrow brings no more than thine.

OEDIPUS

Theseus, thy words so apt, so generous

So comfortable, need no long reply

Both who I am and of what lineage sprung,

And from what land I came, thou hast declared.

So without prologue I may utter now

My brief petition, and the tale is told.

THESEUS

Say on, and tell me what I fain would learn.

OEDIPUS

I come to offer thee this woeworn frame,

A gift not fair to look on; yet its worth

More precious far than any outward show.

THESEUS

What profit dost thou proffer to have brought?

OEDIPUS

Hereafter thou shalt learn, not yet, methinks.

THESEUS


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When may we hope to reap the benefit?

OEDIPUS

When I am dead and thou hast buried me.

THESEUS

Thou cravest life's last service; all before

Is it forgotten or of no account?

OEDIPUS

Yea, the last boon is warrant for the rest.

THESEUS

The grace thou cravest then is small indeed.

OEDIPUS

Nay, weigh it well; the issue is not slight.

THESEUS

Thou meanest that betwixt thy sons and me?

OEDIPUS

Prince, they would fain convey me back to Thebes.

THESEUS

If there be no compulsion, then methinks

To rest in banishment befits not thee.

OEDIPUS

Nay, when _I_ wished it _they_ would not consent.

THESEUS

For shame! such temper misbecomes the faller.

OEDIPUS

Chide if thou wilt, but first attend my plea.

THESEUS

Say on, I wait full knowledge ere I judge.

OEDIPUS

O Theseus, I have suffered wrongs on wrongs.

THESEUS

Wouldst tell the old misfortune of thy race?

OEDIPUS

No, that has grown a byword throughout Greece.

THESEUS

What then can be this more than mortal grief?


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OEDIPUS

My case stands thus; by my own flesh and blood

I was expelled my country, and can ne'er

Thither return again, a parricide.

THESEUS

Why fetch thee home if thou must needs obey.

THESEUS

What are they threatened by the oracle?

OEDIPUS

Destruction that awaits them in this land.

THESEUS

What can beget ill blood 'twixt them and me?

OEDIPUS

Dear son of Aegeus, to the gods alone

Is given immunity from eld and death;

But nothing else escapes allruinous time.

Earth's might decays, the might of men decays,

Honor grows cold, dishonor flourishes,

There is no constancy 'twixt friend and friend,

Or city and city; be it soon or late,

Sweet turns to bitter, hate once more to love.

If now 'tis sunshine betwixt Thebes and thee

And not a cloud, Time in his endless course

Gives birth to endless days and nights, wherein

The merest nothing shall suffice to cut

With serried spears your bonds of amity.

Then shall my slumbering and buried corpse

In its cold grave drink their warm lifeblood up,

If Zeus be Zeus and Phoebus still speak true.

No more: 'tis ill to tear aside the veil

Of mysteries; let me cease as I began:

Enough if thou wilt keep thy plighted troth,

Then shall thou ne'er complain that OEDIPUS

Proved an unprofitable and thankless guest,

Except the gods themselves shall play me false.

CHORUS

The man, my lord, has from the very first

Declared his power to offer to our land

These and like benefits.

THESEUS

                    Who could reject

The proffered amity of such a friend?

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To which by mutual contract we stand pledged:

Next, coming here, a suppliant to the gods,

He pays full tribute to the State and me;

His favors therefore never will I spurn,

But grant him the full rights of citizen;

And, if it suits the stranger here to bide,

I place him in your charge, or if he please

Rather to come with mechoose, Oedipus,

Which of the two thou wilt. Thy choice is mine.

OEDIPUS

Zeus, may the blessing fall on men like these!

THESEUS

What dost thou then decideto come with me?

OEDIPUS

Yea, were it lawfulbut 'tis rather here

THESEUS

What wouldst thou here? I shall not thwart thy wish.

OEDIPUS

Here shall I vanquish those who cast me forth.

THESEUS

Then were thy presence here a boon indeed.

OEDIPUS

Such shall it prove, if thou fulfill'st thy pledge.

THESEUS

Fear not for me; I shall not play thee false.

OEDIPUS

No need to back thy promise with an oath.

THESEUS

An oath would be no surer than my word.

OEDIPUS

How wilt thou act then?

THESEUS

                    What is it thou fear'st?

OEDIPUS

My foes will come

THESEUS

                    Our friends will look to that.


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OEDIPUS

But if thou leave me?

THESEUS

                    Teach me not my duty.

OEDIPUS

'Tis fear constrains me.

THESEUS

                    _My_ soul knows no fear!

OEDIPUS

Thou knowest not what threats

THESEUS

                    I know that none

Shall hale thee hence in my despite. Such threats

Vented in anger oft, are blusterers,

An idle breath, forgot when sense returns.

And for thy foemen, though their words were brave,

Boasting to bring thee back, they are like to find

The seas between us wide and hard to sail.

Such my firm purpose, but in any case

Take heart, since Phoebus sent thee here. My name,

Though I be distant, warrants thee from harm.

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

        Thou hast come to a steedfamed land for rest,

              O stranger worn with toil,

        To a land of all lands the goodliest

              Colonus' glistening soil.

        'Tis the haunt of the clearvoiced nightingale,

              Who hid in her bower, among

        The winedark ivy that wreathes the vale,

              Trilleth her ceaseless song;

        And she loves, where the clustering berries nod

              O'er a sunless, windless glade,

        The spot by no mortal footstep trod,

        The pleasance kept for the Bacchic god,

        Where he holds each night his revels wild

        With the nymphs who fostered the lusty child.

(Ant. 1)

        And fed each morn by the pearly dew

              The starred narcissi shine,

        And a wreath with the crocus' golden hue

              For the Mother and Daughter twine.

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That feed Cephisus' stream,

        But they swell earth's bosom with quick increase,

              And their wave hath a crystal gleam.

        And the Muses' quire will never disdain

        To visit this heavenfavored plain,

        Nor the Cyprian queen of the golden rein.

(Str. 2)

        And here there grows, unpruned, untamed,

              Terror to foemen's spear,

        A tree in Asian soil unnamed,

        By Pelops' Dorian isle unclaimed,

              Selfnurtured year by year;

        'Tis the greyleaved olive that feeds our boys;

        Nor youth nor withering age destroys

        The plant that the Olive Planter tends

        And the Greyeyed Goddess herself defends.

(Ant. 2)

        Yet another gift, of all gifts the most

        Prized by our fatherland, we boast

        The might of the horse, the might of the sea;

        Our fame, Poseidon, we owe to thee,

        Son of Kronos, our king divine,

        Who in these highways first didst fit

        For the mouth of horses the iron bit;

        Thou too hast taught us to fashion meet

        For the arm of the rower the oarblade fleet,

        Swift as the Nereids' hundred feet

        As they dance along the brine.

ANTIGONE

Oh land extolled above all lands, 'tis now

For thee to make these glorious titles good.

OEDIPUS

Why this appeal, my daughter?

ANTIGONE

                    Father, lo!

Creon approaches with his company.

OEDIPUS

Fear not, it shall be so; if we are old,

This country's vigor has no touch of age.

[Enter CREON with attendants]

CREON

Burghers, my noble friends, ye take alarm

At my approach (I read it in your eyes),

Fear nothing and refrain from angry words.


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I come with no ill purpose; I am old,

And know the city whither I am come,

Without a peer amongst the powers of Greece.

It was by reason of my years that I

Was chosen to persuade your guest and bring

Him back to Thebes; not the delegate

Of one man, but commissioned by the State,

Since of all Thebans I have most bewailed,

Being his kinsman, his most grievous woes.

O listen to me, luckless Oedipus,

Come home! The whole Cadmeian people claim

With right to have thee back, I most of all,

For most of all (else were I vile indeed)

I mourn for thy misfortunes, seeing thee

An aged outcast, wandering on and on,

A beggar with one handmaid for thy stay.

Ah! who had e'er imagined she could fall

To such a depth of misery as this,

To tend in penury thy stricken frame,

A virgin ripe for wedlock, but unwed,

A prey for any wanton ravisher?

Seems it not cruel this reproach I cast

On thee and on myself and all the race?

Aye, but an open shame cannot be hid.

Hide it, O hide it, Oedipus, thou canst.

O, by our fathers' gods, consent I pray;

Come back to Thebes, come to thy father's home,

Bid Athens, as is meet, a fond farewell;

Thebes thy old fostermother claims thee first.

OEDIPUS

O front of brass, thy subtle tongue would twist

To thy advantage every plea of right

Why try thy arts on me, why spread again

Toils where 'twould gall me sorest to be snared?

In old days when by selfwrought woes distraught,

I yearned for exile as a glad release,

Thy will refused the favor then I craved.

But when my frenzied grief had spent its force,

And I was fain to taste the sweets of home,

Then thou wouldst thrust me from my country, then

These ties of kindred were by thee ignored;

And now again when thou behold'st this State

And all its kindly people welcome me,

Thou seek'st to part us, wrapping in soft words

Hard thoughts. And yet what pleasure canst thou find

In forcing friendship on unwilling foes?

Suppose a man refused to grant some boon

When you importuned him, and afterwards

When you had got your heart's desire, consented,

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Would not such favor seem an empty boon?

Yet such the boon thou profferest now to me,

Fair in appearance, but when tested false.

Yea, I will proved thee false, that these may hear;

Thou art come to take me, not to take me home,

But plant me on thy borders, that thy State

May so escape annoyance from this land.

_That_ thou shalt never gain, but _this_ instead

My ghost to haunt thy country without end;

And for my sons, this heritageno more

Just room to die in. Have not I more skill

Than thou to draw the horoscope of Thebes?

Are not my teachers surer guides than thine

Great Phoebus and the sire of Phoebus, Zeus?

Thou art a messenger suborned, thy tongue

Is sharper than a sword's edge, yet thy speech

Will bring thee more defeats than victories.

Howbeit, I know I waste my wordsbegone,

And leave me here; whate'er may be my lot,

He lives not ill who lives withal content.

CREON

Which loses in this parley, I o'erthrown

By thee, or thou who overthrow'st thyself?

OEDIPUS

I shall be well contented if thy suit

Fails with these strangers, as it has with me.

CREON

Unhappy man, will years ne'er make thee wise?

Must thou live on to cast a slur on age?

OEDIPUS

Thou hast a glib tongue, but no honest man,

Methinks, can argue well on any side.

CREON

'Tis one thing to speak much, another well.

OEDIPUS

Thy words, forsooth, are few and all well aimed!

CREON

Not for a man indeed with wits like thine.

OEDIPUS

Depart! I bid thee in these burghers' name,

And prowl no longer round me to blockade

My destined harbor.


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CREON

                    I protest to these,

Not thee, and for thine answer to thy kin,

If e'er I take thee

OEDIPUS

                    Who against their will

Could take me?

CREON

                    Though untaken thou shalt smart.

OEDIPUS

What power hast thou to execute this threat?

CREON

One of thy daughters is already seized,

The other I will carry off anon.

OEDIPUS

Woe, woe!

CREON

              This is but prelude to thy woes.

OEDIPUS

Hast thou my child?

CREON

                    And soon shall have the other.

OEDIPUS

Ho, friends! ye will not surely play me false?

Chase this ungodly villain from your land.

CHORUS

Hence, stranger, hence avaunt! Thou doest wrong

In this, and wrong in all that thou hast done.

CREON (to his guards)

'Tis time by force to carry off the girl,

If she refuse of her free will to go.

ANTIGONE

Ah, woe is me! where shall I fly, where find

Succor from gods or men?

CHORUS

                    What would'st thou, stranger?

CREON


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I meddle not with him, but her who is mine.

OEDIPUS

O princes of the land!

CHORUS

                    Sir, thou dost wrong.

CREON

Nay, right.

CHORUS

                    How right?

CREON

                    I take but what is mine.

OEDIPUS

Help, Athens!

CHORUS

What means this, sirrah? quick unhand her, or

We'll fight it out.

CREON

                    Back!

CHORUS

                    Not till thou forbear.

CREON

'Tis war with Thebes if I am touched or harmed.

OEDIPUS

Did I not warn thee?

CHORUS

                    Quick, unhand the maid!

CREON

Command your minions; I am not your slave.

CHORUS

Desist, I bid thee.

CREON (to the guard)

                    And O bid thee march!

CHORUS

              To the rescue, one and all!

              Rally, neighbors to my call!


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See, the foe is at the gate!

              Rally to defend the State.

ANTIGONE

Ah, woe is me, they drag me hence, O friends.

OEDIPUS

Where art thou, daughter?

ANTIGONE

                    Haled along by force.

OEDIPUS

Thy hands, my child!

ANTIGONE

                    They will not let me, father.

CREON

Away with her!

OEDIPUS

                    Ah, woe is me, ah woe!

CREON

So those two crutches shall no longer serve thee

For further roaming. Since it pleaseth thee

To triumph o'er thy country and thy friends

Who mandate, though a prince, I here discharge,

Enjoy thy triumph; soon or late thou'lt find

Thou art an enemy to thyself, both now

And in time past, when in despite of friends

Thou gav'st the rein to passion, still thy bane.

CHORUS

Hold there, sir stranger!

CREON

                    Hands off, have a care.

CHORUS

Restore the maidens, else thou goest not.

CREON

Then Thebes will take a dearer surety soon;

I will lay hands on more than these two maids.

CHORUS

What canst thou further?

CREON


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Carry off this man.

CHORUS

Brave words!

CREON

                    And deeds forthwith shall make them good.

CHORUS

Unless perchance our sovereign intervene.

OEDIPUS

O shameless voice! Would'st lay an hand on me?

CREON

Silence, I bid thee!

OEDIPUS

                    Goddesses, allow

Thy suppliant to utter yet one curse!

Wretch, now my eyes are gone thou hast torn away

The helpless maiden who was eyes to me;

For these to thee and all thy cursed race

May the great Sun, whose eye is everywhere,

Grant length of days and old age like to mine.

CREON

Listen, O men of Athens, mark ye this?

OEDIPUS

They mark us both and understand that I

Wronged by the deeds defend myself with words.

CREON

Nothing shall curb my will; though I be old

And singlehanded, I will have this man.

OEDIPUS

O woe is me!

CHORUS

Thou art a bold man, stranger, if thou think'st

To execute thy purpose.

CREON

                    So I do.

CHORUS

Then shall I deem this State no more a State.

CREON


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With a just quarrel weakness conquers might.

OEDIPUS

Ye hear his words?

CHORUS

                    Aye words, but not yet deeds,

Zeus knoweth!

CREON

                    Zeus may haply know, not thou.

CHORUS

Insolence!

CREON

              Insolence that thou must bear.

CHORUS

              Haste ye princes, sound the alarm!

              Men of Athens, arm ye, arm!

              Quickly to the rescue come

              Ere the robbers get them home.

[Enter THESEUS]

THESEUS

Why this outcry? What is forward? wherefore was I called away

From the altar of Poseidon, lord of your Colonus? Say!

On what errand have I hurried hither without stop or stay.

OEDIPUS

Dear friendthose accents tell me who thou art

Yon man but now hath done me a foul wrong.

THESEUS

What is this wrong and who hath wrought it? Speak.

OEDIPUS

Creon who stands before thee. He it is

Hath robbed me of my all, my daughters twain.

THESEUS

What means this?

OEDIPUS

                    Thou hast heard my tale of wrongs.

THESEUS

Ho! hasten to the altars, one of you.

Command my liegemen leave the sacrifice

And hurry, foot and horse, with rein unchecked,


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To where the paths that packmen use diverge,

Lest the two maidens slip away, and I

Become a mockery to this my guest,

As one despoiled by force. Quick, as I bid.

As for this stranger, had I let my rage,

Justly provoked, have play, he had not 'scaped

Scathless and uncorrected at my hands.

But now the laws to which himself appealed,

These and none others shall adjudicate.

Thou shalt not quit this land, till thou hast fetched

The maidens and produced them in my sight.

Thou hast offended both against myself

And thine own race and country. Having come

Unto a State that champions right and asks

For every action warranty of law,

Thou hast set aside the custom of the land,

And like some freebooter art carrying off

What plunder pleases thee, as if forsooth

Thou thoughtest this a city without men,

Or manned by slaves, and me a thing of naught.

Yet not from Thebes this villainy was learnt;

Thebes is not wont to breed unrighteous sons,

Nor would she praise thee, if she learnt that thou

Wert robbing meaye and the gods to boot,

Haling by force their suppliants, poor maids.

Were I on Theban soil, to prosecute

The justest claim imaginable, I

Would never wrest by violence my own

Without sanction of your State or King;

I should behave as fits an outlander

Living amongst a foreign folk, but thou

Shamest a city that deserves it not,

Even thine own, and plentitude of years

Have made of thee an old man and a fool.

Therefore again I charge thee as before,

See that the maidens are restored at once,

Unless thou would'st continue here by force

And not by choice a sojourner; so much

I tell thee home and what I say, I mean.

CHORUS

Thy case is perilous; though by birth and race

Thou should'st be just, thou plainly doest wrong.

CREON

Not deeming this city void of men

Or counsel, son of Aegeus, as thou say'st

I did what I have done; rather I thought

Your people were not like to set such store

by kin of mine and keep them 'gainst my will.

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A godless parricide, a reprobate

Convicted of incestuous marriage ties.

For on her native hill of Ares here

(I knew your farfamed Areopagus)

Sits Justice, and permits not vagrant folk

To stay within your borders. In that faith

I hunted down my quarry; and e'en then

i had refrained but for the curses dire

Wherewith he banned my kinsfolk and myself:

Such wrong, methought, had warrant for my act.

Anger has no old age but only death;

The dead alone can feel no touch of spite.

So thou must work thy will; my cause is just

But weak without allies; yet will I try,

Old as I am, to answer deeds with deeds.

OEDIPUS

O shameless railer, think'st thou this abuse

Defames my grey hairs rather than thine own?

Murder and incest, deeds of horror, all

Thou blurtest forth against me, all I have borne,

No willing sinner; so it pleased the gods

Wrath haply with my sinful race of old,

Since thou could'st find no sin in me myself

For which in retribution I was doomed

To trespass thus against myself and mine.

Answer me now, if by some oracle

My sire was destined to a bloody end

By a son's hand, can this reflect on me,

Me then unborn, begotten by no sire,

Conceived in no mother's womb? And if

When born to misery, as born I was,

I met my sire, not knowing whom I met

or what I did, and slew him, how canst thou

With justice blame the allunconscious hand?

And for my mother, wretch, art not ashamed,

Seeing she was thy sister, to extort

From me the story of her marriage, such

A marriage as I straightway will proclaim.

For I will speak; thy lewd and impious speech

Has broken all the bonds of reticence.

She was, ah woe is me! she was my mother;

I knew it not, nor she; and she my mother

Bare children to the son whom she had borne,

A birth of shame. But this at least I know

Wittingly thou aspersest her and me;

But I unwitting wed, unwilling speak.

Nay neither in this marriage or this deed

Which thou art ever casting in my teeth

A murdered sireshall I be held to blame.

Come, answer me one question, if thou canst:


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If one should presently attempt thy life,

Would'st thou, O man of justice, first inquire

If the assassin was perchance thy sire,

Or turn upon him? As thou lov'st thy life,

On thy aggressor thou would'st turn, no stay

Debating, if the law would bear thee out.

Such was my case, and such the pass whereto

The gods reduced me; and methinks my sire,

Could he come back to life, would not dissent.

Yet thou, for just thou art not, but a man

Who sticks at nothing, if it serve his plea,

Reproachest me with this before these men.

It serves thy turn to laud great Theseus' name,

And Athens as a wisely governed State;

Yet in thy flatteries one thing is to seek:

If any land knows how to pay the gods

Their proper rites, 'tis Athens most of all.

This is the land whence thou wast fain to steal

Their aged suppliant and hast carried off

My daughters. Therefore to yon goddesses,

I turn, adjure them and invoke their aid

To champion my cause, that thou mayest learn

What is the breed of men who guard this State.

CHORUS

An honest man, my liege, one sore bestead

By fortune, and so worthy our support.

THESEUS

Enough of words; the captors speed amain,

While we the victims stand debating here.

CREON

What would'st thou? What can I, a feeble man?

THESEUS

Show us the trail, and I'll attend thee too,

That, if thou hast the maidens hereabouts,

Thou mayest thyself discover them to me;

But if thy guards outstrip us with their spoil,

We may draw rein; for others speed, from whom

They will not 'scape to thank the gods at home.

Lead on, I say, the captor's caught, and fate

Hath ta'en the fowler in the toils he spread;

So soon are lost gains gotten by deceit.

And look not for allies; I know indeed

Such height of insolence was never reached

Without abettors or accomplices;

Thou hast some backer in thy bold essay,

But I will search this matter home and see

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Dost take my drift, or seem these words as vain

As seemed our warnings when the plot was hatched?

CREON

Nothing thou sayest can I here dispute,

But once at home I too shall act my part.

THESEUS

Threaten us andbegone! Thou, Oedipus,

Stay here assured that nothing save my death

Will stay my purpose to restore the maids.

OEDIPUS

Heaven bless thee, Theseus, for thy nobleness

And all thy loving care in my behalf.

[Exeunt THESEUS and CREON]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

              O when the flying foe,

              Turning at last to bay,

              Soon will give blow for blow,

              Might I behold the fray;

              Hear the loud battle roar

              Swell, on the Pythian shore,

              Or by the torchlit bay,

              Where the dread Queen and Maid

              Cherish the mystic rites,

              Rites they to none betray,

              Ere on his lips is laid

              Secrecy's golden key

              By their own acolytes,

              Priestly Eumolpidae.

              There I might chance behold

              Theseus our captain bold

              Meet with the robber band,

              Ere they have fled the land,

              Rescue by might and main

              Maidens, the captives twain.

(Ant. 1)

              Haply on swiftest steed,

              Or in the flying car,

              Now they approach the glen,

              West of white Oea's scaur.

              They will be vanquished:

              Dread are our warriors, dread

              Theseus our chieftain's men.

              Flashes each bridle bright,

              Charges each gallant knight,


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All that our Queen adore,

              Pallas their patron, or

              Him whose wide floods enring

              Earth, the great Oceanking

              Whom Rhea bore.

(Str. 2)

              Fight they or now prepare

              To fight? a vision rare

              Tells me that soon again

              I shall behold the twain

              Maidens so ill bestead,

              By their kin buffeted.

Today, today Zeus worketh some great thing

        This day shall victory bring.

O for the wings, the wings of a dove,

To be borne with the speed of the gale,

Up and still upwards to sail

        And gaze on the fray from the clouds above.

(Ant. 2)

Allseeing Zeus, O lord of heaven,

To our guardian host be given

Might triumphant to surprise

Flying foes and win their prize.

Hear us, Zeus, and hear us, child

Of Zeus, Athene undefiled,

Hear, Apollo, hunter, hear,

Huntress, sister of Apollo,

Who the dappled swiftfoot deer

O'er the wooded glade dost follow;

Help with your twofold power

Athens in danger's hour!

O wayfarer, thou wilt not have to tax

The friends who watch for thee with false presage,

For lo, an escort with the maids draws near.

[Enter ANTIGONE and ISMENE with THESEUS]

OEDIPUS

Where, where? what sayest thou?

ANTIGONE

                    O father, father,

Would that some god might grant thee eyes to see

This best of men who brings us back again.

OEDIPUS

My child! and are ye back indeed!

ANTIGONE

                    Yes, saved

By Theseus and his gallant followers.


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OEDIPUS

Come to your father's arms, O let me feel

A child's embrace I never hoped for more.

ANTIGONE

Thou askest what is doubly sweet to give.

OEDIPUS

Where are ye then?

ANTIGONE

                    We come together both.

OEDIPUS

My precious nurslings!

ANTIGONE

                    Fathers aye were fond.

OEDIPUS

Props of my age!

ANTIGONE

                    So sorrow sorrow props.

OEDIPUS

I have my darlings, and if death should come,

Death were not wholly bitter with you near.

Cling to me, press me close on either side,

There rest ye from your dreary wayfaring.

Now tell me of your ventures, but in brief;

Brief speech suffices for young maids like you.

ANTIGONE

Here is our savior; thou should'st hear the tale

From his own lips; so shall my part be brief.

OEDIPUS

I pray thee do not wonder if the sight

Of children, given o'er for lost, has made

My converse somewhat long and tedious.

Full well I know the joy I have of them

Is due to thee, to thee and no man else;

Thou wast their sole deliverer, none else.

The gods deal with thee after my desire,

With thee and with this land! for fear of heaven

I found above all peoples most with you,

And righteousness and lips that cannot lie.

I speak in gratitude of what I know,

For all I have I owe to thee alone.


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Give me thy hand, O Prince, that I may touch it,

And if thou wilt permit me, kiss thy cheek.

What say I? Can I wish that thou should'st touch

One fallen like me to utter wretchedness,

Corrupt and tainted with a thousand ills?

Oh no, I would not let thee if thou would'st.

They only who have known calamity

Can share it. Let me greet thee where thou art,

And still befriend me as thou hast till now.

THESEUS

I marvel not if thou hast dallied long

In converse with thy children and preferred

Their speech to mine; I feel no jealousy,

I would be famous more by deeds than words.

Of this, old friend, thou hast had proof; my oath

I have fulfilled and brought thee back the maids

Alive and nothing harmed for all those threats.

And how the fight was won, 'twere waste of words

To boastthy daughters here will tell thee all.

But of a matter that has lately chanced

On my way hitherward, I fain would have

Thy counselslight 'twould seem, yet worthy thought.

A wise man heeds all matters great or small.

OEDIPUS

What is it, son of Aegeus? Let me hear.

Of what thou askest I myself know naught.

THESEUS

'Tis said a man, no countryman of thine,

But of thy kin, hath taken sanctuary

Beside the altar of Poseidon, where

I was at sacrifice when called away.

OEDIPUS

What is his country? what the suitor's prayer?

THESEUS

I know but one thing; he implores, I am told,

A word with theehe will not trouble thee.

OEDIPUS

What seeks he? If a suppliant, something grave.

THESEUS

He only waits, they say, to speak with thee,

And then unharmed to go upon his way.

OEDIPUS

I marvel who is this petitioner.


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THESEUS

Think if there be not any of thy kin

At Argos who might claim this boon of thee.

OEDIPUS

Dear friend, forbear, I pray.

THESEUS

                    What ails thee now?

OEDIPUS

Ask it not of me.

THESEUS

                    Ask not what? explain.

OEDIPUS

Thy words have told me who the suppliant is.

THESEUS

Who can he be that I should frown on him?

OEDIPUS

My son, O king, my hateful son, whose words

Of all men's most would jar upon my ears.

THESEUS

Thou sure mightest listen. If his suit offend,

No need to grant it. Why so loth to hear him?

OEDIPUS

That voice, O king, grates on a father's ears;

I have come to loathe it. Force me not to yield.

THESEUS

But he hath found asylum. O beware,

And fail not in due reverence to the god.

ANTIGONE

O heed me, father, though I am young in years.

Let the prince have his will and pay withal

What in his eyes is service to the god;

For our sake also let our brother come.

If what he urges tend not to thy good

He cannot surely wrest perforce thy will.

To hear him then, what harm? By open words

A scheme of villainy is soon bewrayed.

Thou art his father, therefore canst not pay

In kind a son's most impious outrages.

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Have thankless children and are choleric,

But yielding to persuasion's gentle spell

They let their savage mood be exorcised.

Look thou to the past, forget the present, think

On all the woe thy sire and mother brought thee;

Thence wilt thou draw this lesson without fail,

Of evil passion evil is the end.

Thou hast, alas, to prick thy memory,

Stern monitors, these eversightless orbs.

O yield to us; just suitors should not need

To be importunate, nor he that takes

A favor lack the grace to make return.

OEDIPUS

Grievous to me, my child, the boon ye win

By pleading. Let it be then; have your way

Only if come he must, I beg thee, friend,

Let none have power to dispose of me.

THESEUS

No need, Sir, to appeal a second time.

It likes me not to boast, but be assured

Thy life is safe while any god saves mine.

[Exit THESEUS]

CHORUS

(Str.)

Who craves excess of days,

              Scorning the common span

              Of life, I judge that man

A giddy wight who walks in folly's ways.

For the long years heap up a grievous load,

              Scant pleasures, heavier pains,

              Till not one joy remains

For him who lingers on life's weary road

        And come it slow or fast,

              One doom of fate

              Doth all await,

              For dance and marriage bell,

              The dirge and funeral knell.

Death the deliverer freeth all at last.

(Ant.)

              Not to be born at all

              Is best, far best that can befall,

              Next best, when born, with least delay

              To trace the backward way.

For when youth passes with its giddy train,

        Troubles on troubles follow, toils on toils,

              Pain, pain for ever pain;

              And none escapes life's coils.

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Carnage and war, make up the tale of life.

Last comes the worst and most abhorred stage

              Of unregarded age,

Joyless, companionless and slow,

              Of woes the crowning woe.

(Epode)

Such ills not I alone,

He too our guest hath known,

E'en as some headland on an ironbound shore,

Lashed by the wintry blasts and surge's roar,

So is he buffeted on every side

By drear misfortune's whelming tide,

              By every wind of heaven o'erborne

              Some from the sunset, some from orient morn,

              Some from the noonday glow.

Some from Rhipean gloom of everlasting snow.

ANTIGONE

Father, methinks I see the stranger coming,

Alone he comes and weeping plenteous tears.

OEDIPUS

Who may he be?

ANTIGONE

                    The same that we surmised.

From the outsetPolyneices. He is here.

[Enter POLYNEICES]

POLYNEICES

Ah me, my sisters, shall I first lament

My own afflictions, or my aged sire's,

Whom here I find a castaway, with you,

In a strange land, an ancient beggar clad

In antic tatters, marring all his frame,

While o'er the sightless orbs his unkept locks

Float in the breeze; and, as it were to match,

He bears a wallet against hunger's pinch.

All this too late I learn, wretch that I am,

Alas! I own it, and am proved most vile

In my neglect of thee: I scorn myself.

But as almighty Zeus in all he doth

Hath Mercy for copartner of this throne,

Let Mercy, father, also sit enthroned

In thy heart likewise. For transgressions past

May be amended, cannot be made worse.

Why silent? Father, speak, nor turn away,

Hast thou no word, wilt thou dismiss me then

In mute disdain, nor tell me why thou art wrath?


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O ye his daughters, sisters mine, do ye

This sullen, obstinate silence try to move.

Let him not spurn, without a single word

Of answer, me the suppliant of the god.

ANTIGONE

Tell him thyself, unhappy one, thine errand;

For large discourse may send a thrill of joy,

Or stir a chord of wrath or tenderness,

And to the tonguetied somehow give a tongue.

POLYNEICES

Well dost thou counsel, and I will speak out.

First will I call in aid the god himself,

Poseidon, from whose altar I was raised,

With warrant from the monarch of this land,

To parley with you, and depart unscathed.

These pledges, strangers, I would see observed

By you and by my sisters and my sire.

Now, father, let me tell thee why I came.

I have been banished from my native land

Because by right of primogeniture

I claimed possession of thy sovereign throne

Wherefrom Etocles, my younger brother,

Ousted me, not by weight of precedent,

Nor by the last arbitrament of war,

But by his popular acts; and the prime cause

Of this I deem the curse that rests on thee.

So likewise hold the soothsayers, for when

I came to Argos in the Dorian land

And took the king Adrastus' child to wife,

Under my standard I enlisted all

The foremost captains of the Apian isle,

To levy with their aid that sevenfold host

Of spearmen against Thebes, determining

To oust my foes or die in a just cause.

Why then, thou askest, am I here today?

Father, I come a suppliant to thee

Both for myself and my allies who now

With squadrons seven beneath their seven spears

Beleaguer all the plain that circles Thebes.

Foremost the peerless warrior, peerless seer,

Amphiaraiis with his lightning lance;

Next an Aetolian, Tydeus, Oeneus' son;

Eteoclus of Argive birth the third;

The fourth Hippomedon, sent to the war

By his sire Talaos; Capaneus, the fifth,

Vaunts he will fire and raze the town; the sixth

Parthenopaeus, an Arcadian born

Named of that maid, longtime a maid and late

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Last I thy son, or thine at least in name,

If but the bastard of an evil fate,

Lead against Thebes the fearless Argive host.

Thus by thy children and thy life, my sire,

We all adjure thee to remit thy wrath

And favor one who seeks a just revenge

Against a brother who has banned and robbed him.

For victory, if oracles speak true,

Will fall to those who have thee for ally.

So, by our fountains and familiar gods

I pray thee, yield and hear; a beggar I

And exile, thou an exile likewise; both

Involved in one misfortune find a home

As pensioners, while he, the lord of Thebes,

O agony! makes a mock of thee and me.

I'll scatter with a breath the upstart's might,

And bring thee home again and stablish thee,

And stablish, having cast him out, myself.

This will thy goodwill I will undertake,

Without it I can scare return alive.

CHORUS

For the king's sake who sent him, Oedipus,

Dismiss him not without a meet reply.

OEDIPUS

Nay, worthy seniors, but for Theseus' sake

Who sent him hither to have word of me.

Never again would he have heard my voice;

But now he shall obtain this parting grace,

An answer that will bring him little joy.

O villain, when thou hadst the sovereignty

That now thy brother holdeth in thy stead,

Didst thou not drive me, thine own father, out,

An exile, cityless, and make we wear

This beggar's garb thou weepest to behold,

Now thou art come thyself to my sad plight?

Nothing is here for tears; it must be borne

By _me_ till death, and I shall think of thee

As of my murderer; thou didst thrust me out;

'Tis thou hast made me conversant with woe,

Through thee I beg my bread in a strange land;

And had not these my daughters tended me

I had been dead for aught of aid from thee.

They tend me, they preserve me, they are men

Not women in true service to their sire;

But ye are bastards, and no sons of mine.

Therefore just Heaven hath an eye on thee;

Howbeit not yet with aspect so austere

As thou shalt soon experience, if indeed

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That city thou canst never storm, but first

Shall fall, thou and thy brother, bloodimbrued.

Such curse I lately launched against you twain,

Such curse I now invoke to fight for me,

That ye may learn to honor those who bear thee

Nor flout a sightless father who begat

Degenerate sonsthese maidens did not so.

Therefore my curse is stronger than thy "throne,"

Thy "suppliance," if by right of laws eterne

Primeval Justice sits enthroned with Zeus.

Begone, abhorred, disowned, no son of mine,

Thou vilest of the vile! and take with thee

This curse I leave thee as my last bequest:

Never to win by arms thy native land,

No, nor return to Argos in the Vale,

But by a kinsman's hand to die and slay

Him who expelled thee. So I pray and call

On the ancestral gloom of Tartarus

To snatch thee hence, on these dread goddesses

I call, and Ares who incensed you both

To mortal enmity. Go now proclaim

What thou hast heard to the Cadmeians all,

Thy staunch confederatesthis the heritage

that Oedipus divideth to his sons.

CHORUS

Thy errand, Polyneices, liked me not

From the beginning; now go back with speed.

POLYNEICES

Woe worth my journey and my baffled hopes!

Woe worth my comrades! What a desperate end

To that glad march from Argos! Woe is me!

I dare not whisper it to my allies

Or turn them back, but mute must meet my doom.

My sisters, ye his daughters, ye have heard

The prayers of our stern father, if his curse

Should come to pass and ye some day return

To Thebes, O then disown me not, I pray,

But grant me burial and due funeral rites.

So shall the praise your filial care now wins

Be doubled for the service wrought for me.

ANTIGONE

One boon, O Polyneices, let me crave.

POLYNEICES

What would'st thou, sweet Antigone? Say on.

ANTIGONE

Turn back thy host to Argos with all speed,


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And ruin not thyself and Thebes as well.

POLYNEICES

That cannot be. How could I lead again

An army that had seen their leader quail?

ANTIGONE

But, brother, why shouldst thou be wroth again?

What profit from thy country's ruin comes?

POLYNEICES

'Tis shame to live in exile, and shall I

The elder bear a younger brother's flouts?

ANTIGONE

Wilt thou then bring to pass his prophecies

Who threatens mutual slaughter to you both?

POLYNEICES

Aye, so he wishes:but I must not yield.

ANTIGONE

O woe is me! but say, will any dare,

Hearing his prophecy, to follow thee?

POLYNEICES

I shall not tell it; a good general

Reports successes and conceals mishaps.

ANTIGONE

Misguided youth, thy purpose then stands fast!

POLYNEICES

'Tis so, and stay me not. The road I choose,

Dogged by my sire and his avenging spirit,

Leads me to ruin; but for you may Zeus

Make your path bright if ye fulfill my hest

When dead; in life ye cannot serve me more.

Now let me go, farewell, a long farewell!

Ye ne'er shall see my living face again.

ANTIGONE

Ah me!

POLYNEICES

              Bewail me not.

ANTIGONE

                    Who would not mourn

Thee, brother, hurrying to an open pit!


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POLYNEICES

If I must die, I must.

ANTIGONE

                    Nay, hear me plead.

POLYNEICES

It may not be; forbear.

ANTIGONE

                    Then woe is me,

If I must lose thee.

POLYNEICES

                    Nay, that rests with fate,

Whether I live or die; but for you both

I pray to heaven ye may escape all ill;

For ye are blameless in the eyes of all.

[Exit POLYNEICES]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

        Ills on ills! no pause or rest!

        Come they from our sightless guest?

        Or haply now we see fulfilled

        What fate long time hath willed?

        For ne'er have I proved vain

        Aught that the heavenly powers ordain.

        Time with never sleeping eye

        Watches what is writ on high,

        Overthrowing now the great,

        Raising now from low estate.

Hark! How the thunder rumbles! Zeus defend us!

OEDIPUS

Children, my children! will no MESSENGER

Go summon hither Theseus my best friend?

ANTIGONE

And wherefore, father, dost thou summon him?

OEDIPUS

This winged thunder of the god must bear me

Anon to Hades. Send and tarry not.

CHORUS

(Ant. 1)

Hark! with louder, nearer roar

The bolt of Zeus descends once more.

My spirit quails and cowers: my hair

Bristles for fear. Again that flare!


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What doth the lightningflash portend?

Ever it points to issues grave.

Dread powers of air! Save, Zeus, O save!

OEDIPUS

Daughters, upon me the predestined end

Has come; no turning from it any more.

ANTIGONE

How knowest thou? What sign convinces thee?

OEDIPUS

I know full well. Let some one with all speed

Go summon hither the Athenian prince.

CHORUS

(Str. 2)

Ha! once more the deafening sound

Peals yet louder all around

If thou darkenest our land,

Lightly, lightly lay thy hand;

Grace, not anger, let me win,

If upon a man of sin

I have looked with pitying eye,

Zeus, our king, to thee I cry!

OEDIPUS

Is the prince coming? Will he when he comes

Find me yet living and my senses clear!

ANTIGONE

What solemn charge would'st thou impress on him?

OEDIPUS

For all his benefits I would perform

The promise made when I received them first.

CHORUS

(Ant. 2)

              Hither haste, my son, arise,

              Altar leave and sacrifice,

              If haply to Poseidon now

              In the far glade thou pay'st thy vow.

              For our guest to thee would bring

              And thy folk and offering,

              Thy due guerdon. Haste, O King!

[Enter THESEUS]

THESEUS

Wherefore again this general din? at once

My people call me and the stranger calls.


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Is it a thunderbolt of Zeus or sleet

Of arrowy hail? a storm so fierce as this

Would warrant all surmises of mischance.

OEDIPUS

Thou com'st much wished for, Prince, and sure some god

Hath bid good luck attend thee on thy way.

THESEUS

What, son of Laius, hath chanced of new?

OEDIPUS

My life hath turned the scale. I would do all

I promised thee and thine before I die.

THESEUS

What sign assures thee that thine end is near?

OEDIPUS

The gods themselves are heralds of my fate;

Of their appointed warnings nothing fails.

THESEUS

How sayest thou they signify their will?

OEDIPUS

This thunder, peal on peal, this lightning hurled

Flash upon flash, from the unconquered hand.

THESEUS

I must believe thee, having found thee oft

A prophet true; then speak what must be done.

OEDIPUS

O son of Aegeus, for this state will I

Unfold a treasure age cannot corrupt.

Myself anon without a guiding hand

Will take thee to the spot where I must end.

This secret ne'er reveal to mortal man,

Neither the spot nor whereabouts it lies,

So shall it ever serve thee for defense

Better than native shields and near allies.

But those dread mysteries speech may not profane

Thyself shalt gather coming there alone;

Since not to any of thy subjects, nor

To my own children, though I love them dearly,

Can I reveal what thou must guard alone,

And whisper to thy chosen heir alone,

So to be handed down from heir to heir.

Thus shalt thou hold this land inviolate

From the dread Dragon's brood. [4] The justest State


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By countless wanton neighbors may be wronged,

For the gods, though they tarry, mark for doom

The godless sinner in his mad career.

Far from thee, son of Aegeus, be such fate!

But to the spotthe god within me goads

Let us set forth no longer hesitate.

Follow me, daughters, this way. Strange that I

Whom you have led so long should lead you now.

Oh, touch me not, but let me all alone

Find out the sepulcher that destiny

Appoints me in this land. Hither, this way,

For this way Hermes leads, the spirit guide,

And Persephassa, empress of the dead.

O light, no light to me, but mine erewhile,

Now the last time I feel thee palpable,

For I am drawing near the final gloom

Of Hades. Blessing on thee, dearest friend,

On thee and on thy land and followers!

Live prosperous and in your happy state

Still for your welfare think on me, the dead.

[Exit THESEUS followed by ANTIGONE and ISMENE]

CHORUS

(Str.)

              If mortal prayers are heard in hell,

              Hear, Goddess dread, invisible!

              Monarch of the regions drear,

                    Aidoneus, hear, O hear!

              By a gentle, tearless doom

              Speed this stranger to the gloom,

              Let him enter without pain

              The allshrouding Stygian plain.

              Wrongfully in life oppressed,

              Be he now by Justice blessed.

(Ant.)

              Queen infernal, and thou fell

              Watchdog of the gates of hell,

              Who, as legends tell, dost glare,

              Gnarling in thy cavernous lair

              At all comers, let him go

              Scathless to the fields below.

              For thy master orders thus,

              The son of earth and Tartarus;

              In his den the monster keep,

              Giver of eternal sleep.

[Enter MESSENGER]

MESSENGER

Friends, countrymen, my tidings are in sum

That Oedipus is gone, but the event


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Was not so brief, nor can the tale be brief.

CHORUS

What, has he gone, the unhappy man?

MESSENGER

                    Know well

That he has passed away from life to death.

CHORUS

How? By a godsent, painless doom, poor soul?

MESSENGER

Thy question hits the marvel of the tale.

How he moved hence, you saw him and must know;

Without a friend to lead the way, himself

Guiding us all. So having reached the abrupt

Earthrooted Threshold with its brazen stairs,

He paused at one of the converging paths,

Hard by the rocky basin which records

The pact of Theseus and Peirithous.

Betwixt that rift and the Thorician rock,

The hollow peartree and the marble tomb,

Midway he sat and loosed his beggar's weeds;

Then calling to his daughters bade them fetch

Of running water, both to wash withal

And make libation; so they clomb the steep;

And in brief space brought what their father bade,

Then laved and dressed him with observance due.

But when he had his will in everything,

And no desire was left unsatisfied,

It thundered from the netherworld; the maids

Shivered, and crouching at their father's knees

Wept, beat their breast and uttered a long wail.

He, as he heard their sudden bitter cry,

Folded his arms about them both and said,

"My children, ye will lose your sire today,

For all of me has perished, and no more

Have ye to bear your long, long ministry;

A heavy load, I know, and yet one word

Wipes out all score of tribulations_love_.

And love from me ye hadfrom no man more;

But now must live without me all your days."

So clinging to each other sobbed and wept

Father and daughters both, but when at last

Their mourning had an end and no wail rose,

A moment there was silence; suddenly

A voice that summoned him; with sudden dread

The hair of all stood up and all were 'mazed;

For the call came, now loud, now low, and oft.

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Too long, too long thy passing is delayed."

But when he heard the summons of the god,

He prayed that Theseus might be brought, and when

The Prince came nearer: "O my friend," he cried,

"Pledge ye my daughters, giving thy right hand

And, daughters, give him yoursand promise me

Thou never wilt forsake them, but do all

That time and friendship prompt in their behoof."

And he of his nobility repressed

His tears and swore to be their constant friend.

This promise given, Oedipus put forth

Blind hands and laid them on his children, saying,

"O children, prove your true nobility

And hence depart nor seek to witness sights

Unlawful or to hear unlawful words.

Nay, go with speed; let none but Theseus stay,

Our ruler, to behold what next shall hap."

So we all heard him speak, and weeping sore

We companied the maidens on their way.

After brief space we looked again, and lo

The man was gone, evanished from our eyes;

Only the king we saw with upraised hand

Shading his eyes as from some awful sight,

That no man might endure to look upon.

A moment later, and we saw him bend

In prayer to Earth and prayer to Heaven at once.

But by what doom the stranger met his end

No man save Theseus knoweth. For there fell

No fiery bold that reft him in that hour,

Nor whirlwind from the sea, but he was taken.

It was a messenger from heaven, or else

Some gentle, painless cleaving of earth's base;

For without wailing or disease or pain

He passed awayand end most marvelous.

And if to some my tale seems foolishness

I am content that such could count me fool.

CHORUS

Where are the maids and their attendant friends?

MESSENGER

They cannot be far off; the approaching sound

Of lamentation tells they come this way.

[Enter ANTIGONE and ISMENE]

ANTIGONE

(Str. 1)

Woe, woe! on this sad day

        We sisters of one blasted stock

        must bow beneath the shock,

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On him our sire, for whom

In life, a lifelong world of care

        'Twas ours to bear,

        In death must face the gloom

        That wraps his tomb.

What tongue can tell

That sight ineffable?

CHORUS

What mean ye, maidens?

ANTIGONE

                    All is but surmise.

CHORUS

Is he then gone?

ANTIGONE

                    Gone as ye most might wish.

Not in battle or sea storm,

But reft from sight,

By hands invisible borne

To viewless fields of night.

Ah me! on us too night has come,

The night of mourning. Wither roam

O'er land or sea in our distress

Eating the bread of bitterness?

ISMENE

I know not. O that Death

Might nip my breath,

And let me share my aged father's fate.

I cannot live a life thus desolate.

CHORUS

Best of daughters, worthy pair,

What heaven brings ye needs must bear,

Fret no more 'gainst Heaven's will;

Fate hath dealt with you not ill.

ANTIGONE

(Ant. 1)

Love can turn past pain to bliss,

        What seemed bitter now is sweet.

Ah me! that happy toil is sweet.

        The guidance of those dear blind feet.

Dear father, wrapt for aye in nether gloom,

        E'en in the tomb

Never shalt thou lack of love repine,

        Her love and mine.


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CHORUS

His fate

ANTIGONE

              Is even as he planned.

CHORUS

How so?

ANTIGONE

He died, so willed he, in a foreign land.

Lapped in kind earth he sleeps his long last sleep,

        And o'er his grave friends weep.

How great our lost these streaming eyes can tell,

        This sorrow naught can quell.

Thou hadst thy wish 'mid strangers thus to die,

        But I, ah me, not by.

ISMENE

Alas, my sister, what new fate

* * * * * *

* * * * * *

Befalls us orphans desolate?

CHORUS

His end was blessed; therefore, children, stay

Your sorrow. Man is born to fate a prey.

ANTIGONE

(Str. 2)

Sister, let us back again.

ISMENE

Why return?

ANTIGONE

                    My soul is fain

ISMENE

Is fain?

ANTIGONE

              To see the earthy bed.

ISMENE

Sayest thou?

ANTIGONE

                    Where our sire is laid.

ISMENE

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ANTIGONE

Sister, wherefore wroth with me?

ISMENE

Know'st notbeside

ANTIGONE

                    More must I hear?

ISMENE

Tombless he died, none near.

ANTIGONE

Lead me thither; slay me there.

ISMENE

How shall I unhappy fare,

Friendless, helpless, how drag on

A life of misery alone?

CHORUS

(Ant. 2)

Fear not, maids

ANTIGONE

                    Ah, whither flee?

CHORUS

Refuge hath been found.

ANTIGONE

                    For me?

CHORUS

Where thou shalt be safe from harm.

ANTIGONE

I know it.

CHORUS

              Why then this alarm?

ANTIGONE

How again to get us home

I know not.

CHORUS

                    Why then this roam?

ANTIGONE


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Troubles whelm us

CHORUS

                    As of yore.

ANTIGONE

Worse than what was worse before.

CHORUS

Sure ye are driven on the breakers' surge.

ANTIGONE

Alas! we are.

CHORUS

                    Alas! 'tis so.

ANTIGONE

Ah whither turn, O Zeus? No ray

Of hope to cheer the way

Whereon the fates our desperate voyage urge.

[Enter THESEUS]

THESEUS

Dry your tears; when grace is shed

On the quick and on the dead

By dark Powers beneficent,

Overgrief they would resent.

ANTIGONE

Aegeus' child, to thee we pray.

THESEUS

What the boon, my children, say.

ANTIGONE

With our own eyes we fain would see

Our father's tomb.

THESEUS

                    That may not be.

ANTIGONE

What say'st thou, King?

THESEUS

                    My children, he

Charged me straitly that no moral

Should approach the sacred portal,

Or greet with funeral litanies

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Saying, "If thou keep'st my hest

Thou shalt hold thy realm at rest."

The God of Oaths this promise heard,

And to Zeus I pledged my word.

ANTIGONE

Well, if he would have it so,

We must yield. Then let us go

Back to Thebes, if yet we may

Heal this mortal feud and stay

The selfwrought doom

That drives our brothers to their tomb.

THESEUS

Go in peace; nor will I spare

Ought of toil and zealous care,

But on all your needs attend,

Gladdening in his grave my friend.

CHORUS

Wail no more, let sorrow rest,

All is ordered for the best.

ANTIGONE

ARGUMENT

Antigone, daughter of Oedipus, the late king of Thebes, in defiance of Creon who rules in his stead, resolves

to bury her brother Polyneices, slain in his attack on Thebes. She is caught in the act by Creon's watchmen

and brought before the king. She justifies her action, asserting that she was bound to obey the eternal laws of

right and wrong in spite of any human ordinance. Creon, unrelenting, condemns her to be immured in a

rockhewn chamber. His son Haemon, to whom Antigone is betrothed, pleads in vain for her life and

threatens to die with her. Warned by the seer Teiresias Creon repents him and hurries to release Antigone

from her rocky prison. But he is too late: he finds lying side by side Antigone who had hanged herself and

Haemon who also has perished by his own hand. Returning to the palace he sees within the dead body of his

queen who on learning of her son's death has stabbed herself to the heart.

                    DRAMATIS PERSONAE

ANTIGONE and ISMENE  daughters of Oedipus and sisters of POLYNEICES

        and Eteocles.


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CREON, King of Thebes.

HAEMON, Son of Creon, betrothed to Antigone.

EURYDICE, wife of Creon.

TEIRESIAS, the prophet.

CHORUS, of Theban elders.

A WATCHMAN

A MESSENGER

A SECOND MESSENGER

ANTIGONE

                    ANTIGONE and ISMENE before the Palace gates.

ANTIGONE

Ismene, sister of my blood and heart,

See'st thou how Zeus would in our lives fulfill

The weird of Oedipus, a world of woes!

For what of pain, affliction, outrage, shame,

Is lacking in our fortunes, thine and mine?

And now this proclamation of today

Made by our CaptainGeneral to the State,

What can its purport be? Didst hear and heed,

Or art thou deaf when friends are banned as foes?

ISMENE

To me, Antigone, no word of friends

Has come, or glad or grievous, since we twain

Were reft of our two brethren in one day

By double fratricide; and since i' the night

Our Argive leaguers fled, no later news

Has reached me, to inspirit or deject.

ANTIGONE

I know 'twas so, and therefore summoned thee

Beyond the gates to breathe it in thine ear.

ISMENE

What is it? Some dark secret stirs thy breast.

ANTIGONE


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What but the thought of our two brothers dead,

The one by Creon graced with funeral rites,

The other disappointed? Eteocles

He hath consigned to earth (as fame reports)

With obsequies that use and wont ordain,

So gracing him among the dead below.

But Polyneices, a dishonored corse,

(So by report the royal edict runs)

No man may bury him or make lament

Must leave him tombless and unwept, a feast

For kites to scent afar and swoop upon.

Such is the edict (if report speak true)

Of Creon, our most noble Creon, aimed

At thee and me, aye me too; and anon

He will be here to promulgate, for such

As have not heard, his mandate; 'tis in sooth

No passing humor, for the edict says

Whoe'er transgresses shall be stoned to death.

So stands it with us; now 'tis thine to show

If thou art worthy of thy blood or base.

ISMENE

But how, my rash, fond sister, in such case

Can I do anything to make or mar?

ANTIGONE

Say, wilt thou aid me and abet? Decide.

ISMENE

In what bold venture? What is in thy thought?

ANTIGONE

Lend me a hand to bear the corpse away.

ISMENE

What, bury him despite the interdict?

ANTIGONE

My brother, and, though thou deny him, thine

No man shall say that _I_ betrayed a brother.

ISMENE

Wilt thou persist, though Creon has forbid?

ANTIGONE

What right has he to keep me from my own?

ISMENE

Bethink thee, sister, of our father's fate,

Abhorred, dishonored, selfconvinced of sin,

Blinded, himself his executioner.


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Think of his motherwife (ill sorted names)

Done by a noose herself had twined to death

And last, our hapless brethren in one day,

Both in a mutual destiny involved,

Selfslaughtered, both the slayer and the slain.

Bethink thee, sister, we are left alone;

Shall we not perish wretchedest of all,

If in defiance of the law we cross

A monarch's will?weak women, think of that,

Not framed by nature to contend with men.

Remember this too that the stronger rules;

We must obey his orders, these or worse.

Therefore I plead compulsion and entreat

The dead to pardon. I perforce obey

The powers that be. 'Tis foolishness, I ween,

To overstep in aught the golden mean.

ANTIGONE

I urge no more; nay, wert thou willing still,

I would not welcome such a fellowship.

Go thine own way; myself will bury him.

How sweet to die in such employ, to rest,

Sister and brother linked in love's embrace

A sinless sinner, banned awhile on earth,

But by the dead commended; and with them

I shall abide for ever. As for thee,

Scorn, if thou wilt, the eternal laws of Heaven.

ISMENE

I scorn them not, but to defy the State

Or break her ordinance I have no skill.

ANTIGONE

A specious pretext. I will go alone

To lap my dearest brother in the grave.

ISMENE

My poor, fond sister, how I fear for thee!

ANTIGONE

O waste no fears on me; look to thyself.

ISMENE

At least let no man know of thine intent,

But keep it close and secret, as will I.

ANTIGONE

O tell it, sister; I shall hate thee more

If thou proclaim it not to all the town.

ISMENE


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Thou hast a fiery soul for numbing work.

ANTIGONE

I pleasure those whom I would liefest please.

ISMENE

If thou succeed; but thou art doomed to fail.

ANTIGONE

When strength shall fail me, yes, but not before.

ISMENE

But, if the venture's hopeless, why essay?

ANTIGONE

Sister, forbear, or I shall hate thee soon,

And the dead man will hate thee too, with cause.

Say I am mad and give my madness rein

To wreck itself; the worst that can befall

Is but to die an honorable death.

ISMENE

Have thine own way then; 'tis a mad endeavor,

Yet to thy lovers thou art dear as ever.

[Exeunt]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

Sunbeam, of all that ever dawn upon

              Our sevengated Thebes the brightest ray,

                    O eye of golden day,

How fair thy light o'er Dirce's fountain shone,

Speeding upon their headlong homeward course,

Far quicker than they came, the Argive force;

                    Putting to flight

The argent shields, the host with scutcheons white.

Against our land the proud invader came

To vindicate fell Polyneices' claim.

              Like to an eagle swooping low,

              On pinions white as new fall'n snow.

With clanging scream, a horsetail plume his crest,

The aspiring lord of Argos onward pressed.

(Ant. 1)

Hovering around our city walls he waits,

His spearmen raven at our seven gates.

But ere a torch our crown of towers could burn,

Ere they had tasted of our blood, they turn

Forced by the Dragon; in their rear

The din of Ares panicstruck they hear.

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Beheld that goldbespangled host;

As at the goal the paean they upraise,

He struck them with his forked lightning blaze.

(Str. 2)

To earthy from earth rebounding, down he crashed;

        The firebrand from his impious hand was dashed,

As like a Bacchic reveler on he came,

Outbreathing hate and flame,

And tottered. Elsewhere in the field,

Here, there, great Area like a warhorse wheeled;

              Beneath his car down thrust

              Our foemen bit the dust.

Seven captains at our seven gates

Thundered; for each a champion waits,

Each left behind his armor bright,

Trophy for Zeus who turns the fight;

Save two alone, that illstarred pair

One mother to one father bare,

Who lance in rest, one 'gainst the other

Drave, and both perished, brother slain by brother.

(Ant. 2)

Now Victory to Thebes returns again

And smiles upon her chariotcircled plain.

              Now let feast and festal should

              Memories of war blot out.

              Let us to the temples throng,

              Dance and sing the live night long.

              God of Thebes, lead thou the round.

              Bacchus, shaker of the ground!

              Let us end our revels here;

              Lo! Creon our new lord draws near,

              Crowned by this strange chance, our king.

              What, I marvel, pondering?

              Why this summons? Wherefore call

              Us, his elders, one and all,

              Bidding us with him debate,

              On some grave concern of State?

[Enter CREON]

CREON

Elders, the gods have righted one again

Our stormtossed ship of state, now safe in port.

But you by special summons I convened

As my most trusted councilors; first, because

I knew you loyal to Laius of old;

Again, when Oedipus restored our State,

Both while he ruled and when his rule was o'er,

Ye still were constant to the royal line.


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Now that his two sons perished in one day,

Brother by brother murderously slain,

By right of kinship to the Princes dead,

I claim and hold the throne and sovereignty.

Yet 'tis no easy matter to discern

The temper of a man, his mind and will,

Till he be proved by exercise of power;

And in my case, if one who reigns supreme

Swerve from the highest policy, tonguetied

By fear of consequence, that man I hold,

And ever held, the basest of the base.

And I contemn the man who sets his friend

Before his country. For myself, I call

To witness Zeus, whose eyes are everywhere,

If I perceive some mischievous design

To sap the State, I will not hold my tongue;

Nor would I reckon as my private friend

A public foe, well knowing that the State

Is the good ship that holds our fortunes all:

Farewell to friendship, if she suffers wreck.

Such is the policy by which I seek

To serve the Commons and conformably

I have proclaimed an edict as concerns

The sons of Oedipus; Eteocles

Who in his country's battle fought and fell,

The foremost championduly bury him

With all observances and ceremonies

That are the guerdon of the heroic dead.

But for the miscreant exile who returned

Minded in flames and ashes to blot out

His father's city and his father's gods,

And glut his vengeance with his kinsmen's blood,

Or drag them captive at his chariot wheels

For Polyneices 'tis ordained that none

Shall give him burial or make mourn for him,

But leave his corpse unburied, to be meat

For dogs and carrion crows, a ghastly sight.

So am I purposed; never by my will

Shall miscreants take precedence of true men,

But all good patriots, alive or dead,

Shall be by me preferred and honored.

CHORUS

Son of Menoeceus, thus thou will'st to deal

With him who loathed and him who loved our State.

Thy word is law; thou canst dispose of us

The living, as thou will'st, as of the dead.

CREON

See then ye execute what I ordain.


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CHORUS

On younger shoulders lay this grievous charge.

CREON

Fear not, I've posted guards to watch the corpse.

CHORUS

What further duty would'st thou lay on us?

CREON

Not to connive at disobedience.

CHORUS

No man is mad enough to court his death.

CREON

The penalty _is_ death: yet hope of gain

Hath lured men to their ruin oftentimes.

[Enter GUARD]

GUARD

My lord, I will not make pretense to pant

And puff as some lightfooted messenger.

In sooth my soul beneath its pack of thought

Made many a halt and turned and turned again;

For conscience plied her spur and curb by turns.

"Why hurry headlong to thy fate, poor fool?"

She whispered. Then again, "If Creon learn

This from another, thou wilt rue it worse."

Thus leisurely I hastened on my road;

Much thought extends a furlong to a league.

But in the end the forward voice prevailed,

To face thee. I will speak though I say nothing.

For plucking courage from despair methought,

'Let the worst hap, thou canst but meet thy fate.'

CREON

What is thy news? Why this despondency?

GUARD

Let me premise a word about myself?

I neither did the deed nor saw it done,

Nor were it just that I should come to harm.

CREON

Thou art good at parry, and canst fence about

Some matter of grave import, as is plain.

GUARD

The bearer of dread tidings needs must quake.


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CREON

Then, sirrah, shoot thy bolt and get thee gone.

GUARD

Well, it must out; the corpse is buried; someone

E'en now besprinkled it with thirsty dust,

Performed the proper ritualand was gone.

CREON

What say'st thou? Who hath dared to do this thing?

GUARD

I cannot tell, for there was ne'er a trace

Of pick or mattockhard unbroken ground,

Without a scratch or rut of chariot wheels,

No sign that human hands had been at work.

When the first sentry of the morning watch

Gave the alarm, we all were terrorstricken.

The corpse had vanished, not interred in earth,

But strewn with dust, as if by one who sought

To avert the curse that haunts the unburied dead:

Of hound or ravening jackal, not a sign.

Thereat arose an angry war of words;

Guard railed at guard and blows were like to end it,

For none was there to part us, each in turn

Suspected, but the guilt brought home to none,

From lack of evidence. We challenged each

The ordeal, or to handle redhot iron,

Or pass through fire, affirming on our oath

Our innocencewe neither did the deed

Ourselves, nor know who did or compassed it.

Our quest was at a standstill, when one spake

And bowed us all to earth like quivering reeds,

For there was no gainsaying him nor way

To escape perdition: _Ye_are_bound_to_tell_

_The_King,_ye_cannot_hide_it_; so he spake.

And he convinced us all; so lots were cast,

And I, unlucky scapegoat, drew the prize.

So here I am unwilling and withal

Unwelcome; no man cares to hear ill news.

CHORUS

I had misgivings from the first, my liege,

Of something more than natural at work.

CREON

O cease, you vex me with your babblement;

I am like to think you dote in your old age.

Is it not arrant folly to pretend

That gods would have a thought for this dead man?

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And as some benefactor bury him,

Who came to fire their hallowed sanctuaries,

To sack their shrines, to desolate their land,

And scout their ordinances? Or perchance

The gods bestow their favors on the bad.

No! no! I have long noted malcontents

Who wagged their heads, and kicked against the yoke,

Misliking these my orders, and my rule.

'Tis they, I warrant, who suborned my guards

By bribes. Of evils current upon earth

The worst is money. Money 'tis that sacks

Cities, and drives men forth from hearth and home;

Warps and seduces native innocence,

And breeds a habit of dishonesty.

But they who sold themselves shall find their greed

Outshot the mark, and rue it soon or late.

Yea, as I still revere the dread of Zeus,

By Zeus I swear, except ye find and bring

Before my presence here the very man

Who carried out this lawless burial,

Death for your punishment shall not suffice.

Hanged on a cross, alive ye first shall make

Confession of this outrage. This will teach you

What practices are like to serve your turn.

There are some villainies that bring no gain.

For by dishonesty the few may thrive,

The many come to ruin and disgrace.

GUARD

May I not speak, or must I turn and go

Without a word?

CREON

                    Begone! canst thou not see

That e'en this question irks me?

GUARD

                    Where, my lord?

Is it thy ears that suffer, or thy heart?

CREON

Why seek to probe and find the seat of pain?

GUARD

I gall thine earsthis miscreant thy mind.

CREON

What an inveterate babbler! get thee gone!

GUARD

Babbler perchance, but innocent of the crime.


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CREON

Twice guilty, having sold thy soul for gain.

GUARD

Alas! how sad when reasoners reason wrong.

CREON

Go, quibble with thy reason. If thou fail'st

To find these malefactors, thou shalt own

The wages of illgotten gains is death.

[Exit CREON]

GUARD

I pray he may be found. But caught or not

(And fortune must determine that) thou never

Shalt see me here returning; that is sure.

For past all hope or thought I have escaped,

And for my safety owe the gods much thanks.

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

Many wonders there be, but naught more wondrous than man;

Over the surging sea, with a whitening south wind wan,

Through the foam of the firth, man makes his perilous way;

And the eldest of deities Earth that knows not toil nor decay

Ever he furrows and scores, as his team, year in year out,

With breed of the yoked horse, the ploughshare turneth about.

(Ant. 1)

The lightwitted birds of the air, the beasts of the weald and the wood

He traps with his woven snare, and the brood of the briny flood.

Master of cunning he: the savage bull, and the hart

Who roams the mountain free, are tamed by his infinite art;

And the shaggy roughmaned steed is broken to bear the bit.

(Str. 2)

Speech and the windswift speed of counsel and civic wit,

He hath learnt for himself all these; and the arrowy rain to fly

And the nipping airs that freeze, 'neath the open winter sky.

He hath provision for all: fell plague he hath learnt to endure;

Safe whate'er may befall: yet for death he hath found no cure.

(Ant. 2)

Passing the wildest flight thought are the cunning and skill,

That guide man now to the light, but now to counsels of ill.

If he honors the laws of the land, and reveres the Gods of the State

Proudly his city shall stand; but a cityless outcast I rate

Whoso bold in his pride from the path of right doth depart;

Ne'er may I sit by his side, or share the thoughts of his heart.


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What strange vision meets my eyes,

              Fills me with a wild surprise?

              Sure I know her, sure 'tis she,

              The maid Antigone.

              Hapless child of hapless sire,

              Didst thou recklessly conspire,

              Madly brave the King's decree?

              Therefore are they haling thee?

[Enter GUARD bringing ANTIGONE]

GUARD

Here is the culprit taken in the act

Of giving burial. But where's the King?

CHORUS

There from the palace he returns in time.

[Enter CREON]

CREON

Why is my presence timely? What has chanced?

GUARD

No man, my lord, should make a vow, for if

He ever swears he will not do a thing,

His afterthoughts belie his first resolve.

When from the hailstorm of thy threats I fled

I sware thou wouldst not see me here again;

But the wild rapture of a glad surprise

Intoxicates, and so I'm here forsworn.

And here's my prisoner, caught in the very act,

Decking the grave. No lottery this time;

This prize is mine by right of treasuretrove.

So take her, judge her, rack her, if thou wilt.

She's thine, my liege; but I may rightly claim

Hence to depart well quit of all these ills.

CREON

Say, how didst thou arrest the maid, and where?

GUARD

Burying the man. There's nothing more to tell.

CREON

Hast thou thy wits? Or know'st thou what thou say'st?

GUARD

I saw this woman burying the corpse

Against thy orders. Is that clear and plain?

CREON

But how was she surprised and caught in the act?


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GUARD

It happened thus. No sooner had we come,

Driven from thy presence by those awful threats,

Than straight we swept away all trace of dust,

And bared the clammy body. Then we sat

High on the ridge to windward of the stench,

While each man kept he fellow alert and rated

Roundly the sluggard if he chanced to nap.

So all night long we watched, until the sun

Stood high in heaven, and his blazing beams

Smote us. A sudden whirlwind then upraised

A cloud of dust that blotted out the sky,

And swept the plain, and stripped the woodlands bare,

And shook the firmament. We closed our eyes

And waited till the heavensent plague should pass.

At last it ceased, and lo! there stood this maid.

A piercing cry she uttered, sad and shrill,

As when the mother bird beholds her nest

Robbed of its nestlings; even so the maid

Wailed as she saw the body stripped and bare,

And cursed the ruffians who had done this deed.

Anon she gathered handfuls of dry dust,

Then, holding high a wellwrought brazen urn,

Thrice on the dead she poured a lustral stream.

We at the sight swooped down on her and seized

Our quarry. Undismayed she stood, and when

We taxed her with the former crime and this,

She disowned nothing. I was gladand grieved;

For 'tis most sweet to 'scape oneself scotfree,

And yet to bring disaster to a friend

Is grievous. Take it all in all, I deem

A man's first duty is to serve himself.

CREON

Speak, girl, with head bent low and downcast eyes,

Does thou plead guilty or deny the deed?

ANTIGONE

Guilty. I did it, I deny it not.

CREON (to GUARD)

Sirrah, begone whither thou wilt, and thank

Thy luck that thou hast 'scaped a heavy charge.

(To ANTIGONE)

Now answer this plain question, yes or no,

Wast thou acquainted with the interdict?

ANTIGONE

I knew, all knew; how should I fail to know?


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CREON

And yet wert bold enough to break the law?

ANTIGONE

Yea, for these laws were not ordained of Zeus,

And she who sits enthroned with gods below,

Justice, enacted not these human laws.

Nor did I deem that thou, a mortal man,

Could'st by a breath annul and override

The immutable unwritten laws of Heaven.

They were not born today nor yesterday;

They die not; and none knoweth whence they sprang.

I was not like, who feared no mortal's frown,

To disobey these laws and so provoke

The wrath of Heaven. I knew that I must die,

E'en hadst thou not proclaimed it; and if death

Is thereby hastened, I shall count it gain.

For death is gain to him whose life, like mine,

Is full of misery. Thus my lot appears

Not sad, but blissful; for had I endured

To leave my mother's son unburied there,

I should have grieved with reason, but not now.

And if in this thou judgest me a fool,

Methinks the judge of folly's not acquit.

CHORUS

A stubborn daughter of a stubborn sire,

This illstarred maiden kicks against the pricks.

CREON

Well, let her know the stubbornest of wills

Are soonest bended, as the hardest iron,

O'erheated in the fire to brittleness,

Flies soonest into fragments, shivered through.

A snaffle curbs the fieriest steed, and he

Who in subjection lives must needs be meek.

But this proud girl, in insolence wellschooled,

First overstepped the established law, and then

A second and worse act of insolence

She boasts and glories in her wickedness.

Now if she thus can flout authority

Unpunished, I am woman, she the man.

But though she be my sister's child or nearer

Of kin than all who worship at my hearth,

Nor she nor yet her sister shall escape

The utmost penalty, for both I hold,

As archconspirators, of equal guilt.

Bring forth the older; even now I saw her

Within the palace, frenzied and distraught.

The workings of the mind discover oft

Dark deeds in darkness schemed, before the act.


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More hateful still the miscreant who seeks

When caught, to make a virtue of a crime.

ANTIGONE

Would'st thou do more than slay thy prisoner?

CREON

Not I, thy life is mine, and that's enough.

ANTIGONE

Why dally then? To me no word of thine

Is pleasant: God forbid it e'er should please;

Nor am I more acceptable to thee.

And yet how otherwise had I achieved

A name so glorious as by burying

A brother? so my townsmen all would say,

Where they not gagged by terror, Manifold

A king's prerogatives, and not the least

That all his acts and all his words are law.

CREON

Of all these Thebans none so deems but thou.

ANTIGONE

These think as I, but bate their breath to thee.

CREON

Hast thou no shame to differ from all these?

ANTIGONE

To reverence kith and kin can bring no shame.

CREON

Was his dead foeman not thy kinsman too?

ANTIGONE

One mother bare them and the selfsame sire.

CREON

Why cast a slur on one by honoring one?

ANTIGONE

The dead man will not bear thee out in this.

CREON

Surely, if good and evil fare alive.

ANTIGONE

The slain man was no villain but a brother.

CREON


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The patriot perished by the outlaw's brand.

ANTIGONE

Nathless the realms below these rites require.

CREON

Not that the base should fare as do the brave.

ANTIGONE

Who knows if this world's crimes are virtues there?

CREON

Not even death can make a foe a friend.

ANTIGONE

My nature is for mutual love, not hate.

CREON

Die then, and love the dead if thou must;

No woman shall be the master while I live.

[Enter ISMENE]

CHORUS

              Lo from out the palace gate,

              Weeping o'er her sister's fate,

              Comes Ismene; see her brow,

              Once serene, beclouded now,

              See her beauteous face o'erspread

              With a flush of angry red.

CREON

Woman, who like a viper unperceived

Didst harbor in my house and drain my blood,

Two plagues I nurtured blindly, so it proved,

To sap my throne. Say, didst thou too abet

This crime, or dost abjure all privity?

ISMENE

I did the deed, if she will have it so,

And with my sister claim to share the guilt.

ANTIGONE

That were unjust. Thou would'st not act with me

At first, and I refused thy partnership.

ISMENE

But now thy bark is stranded, I am bold

To claim my share as partner in the loss.

ANTIGONE

Who did the deed the underworld knows well:


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A friend in word is never friend of mine.

ISMENE

O sister, scorn me not, let me but share

Thy work of piety, and with thee die.

ANTIGONE

Claim not a work in which thou hadst no hand;

One death sufficeth. Wherefore should'st thou die?

ISMENE

What would life profit me bereft of thee?

ANTIGONE

Ask Creon, he's thy kinsman and best friend.

ISMENE

Why taunt me? Find'st thou pleasure in these gibes?

ANTIGONE

'Tis a sad mockery, if indeed I mock.

ISMENE

O say if I can help thee even now.

ANTIGONE

No, save thyself; I grudge not thy escape.

ISMENE

Is e'en this boon denied, to share thy lot?

ANTIGONE

Yea, for thou chosed'st life, and I to die.

ISMENE

Thou canst not say that I did not protest.

ANTIGONE

Well, some approved thy wisdom, others mine.

ISMENE

But now we stand convicted, both alike.

ANTIGONE

Fear not; thou livest, I died long ago

Then when I gave my life to save the dead.

CREON

Both maids, methinks, are crazed. One suddenly

Has lost her wits, the other was born mad.


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ISMENE

Yea, so it falls, sire, when misfortune comes,

The wisest even lose their mother wit.

CREON

I' faith thy wit forsook thee when thou mad'st

Thy choice with evildoers to do ill.

ISMENE

What life for me without my sister here?

CREON

Say not thy sister _here_: thy sister's dead.

ISMENE

What, wilt thou slay thy own son's plighted bride?

CREON

Aye, let him raise him seed from other fields.

ISMENE

No new espousal can be like the old.

CREON

A plague on trulls who court and woo our sons.

ANTIGONE

O Haemon, how thy sire dishonors thee!

CREON

A plague on thee and thy accursed bride!

CHORUS

What, wilt thou rob thine own son of his bride?

CREON

'Tis death that bars this marriage, not his sire.

CHORUS

So her deathwarrant, it would seem, is sealed.

CREON

By you, as first by me; off with them, guards,

And keep them close. Henceforward let them learn

To live as women use, not roam at large.

For e'en the bravest spirits run away

When they perceive death pressing on life's heels.

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

Thrice blest are they who never tasted pain!


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If once the curse of Heaven attaint a race,

        The infection lingers on and speeds apace,

Age after age, and each the cup must drain.

So when Etesian blasts from Thrace downpour

        Sweep o'er the blackening main and whirl to land

        From Ocean's cavernous depths his ooze and sand,

Billow on billow thunders on the shore.

(Ant. 1)

On the Labdacidae I see descending

        Woe upon woe; from days of old some god

        Laid on the race a malison, and his rod

Scourges each age with sorrows never ending.

The light that dawned upon its last born son

        Is vanished, and the bloody axe of Fate

        Has felled the goodly tree that blossomed late.

O Oedipus, by reckless pride undone!

(Str. 2)

Thy might, O Zeus, what mortal power can quell?

Not sleep that lays all else beneath its spell,

Nor moons that never tier: untouched by Time,

              Throned in the dazzling light

              That crowns Olympus' height,

Thou reignest King, omnipotent, sublime.

              Past, present, and to be,

              All bow to thy decree,

              All that exceeds the mean by Fate

              Is punished, Love or Hate.

(Ant. 2)

Hope flits about neverwearying wings;

Profit to some, to some light loves she brings,

But no man knoweth how her gifts may turn,

Till 'neath his feet the treacherous ashes burn.

Sure 'twas a sage inspired that spake this word;

              _If_evil_good_appear_

              _To_any, _Fate_is_near_;

And brief the respite from her flaming sword.

              Hither comes in angry mood

              Haemon, latest of thy brood;

              Is it for his bride he's grieved,

              Or her marriagebed deceived,

              Doth he make his mourn for thee,

              Maid forlorn, Antigone?

[Enter HAEMON]


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CREON

Soon shall we know, better than seer can tell.

Learning may fixed decree anent thy bride,

Thou mean'st not, son, to rave against thy sire?

Know'st not whate'er we do is done in love?

HAEMON

O father, I am thine, and I will take

Thy wisdom as the helm to steer withal.

Therefore no wedlock shall by me be held

More precious than thy loving goverance.

CREON

Well spoken: so rightminded sons should feel,

In all deferring to a father's will.

For 'tis the hope of parents they may rear

A brood of sons submissive, keen to avenge

Their father's wrongs, and count his friends their own.

But who begets unprofitable sons,

He verily breeds trouble for himself,

And for his foes much laughter. Son, be warned

And let no woman fool away thy wits.

Ill fares the husband mated with a shrew,

And her embraces very soon wax cold.

For what can wound so surely to the quick

As a false friend? So spue and cast her off,

Bid her go find a husband with the dead.

For since I caught her openly rebelling,

Of all my subjects the one malcontent,

I will not prove a traitor to the State.

She surely dies. Go, let her, if she will,

Appeal to Zeus the God of Kindred, for

If thus I nurse rebellion in my house,

Shall not I foster mutiny without?

For whoso rules his household worthily,

Will prove in civic matters no less wise.

But he who overbears the laws, or thinks

To overrule his rulers, such as one

I never will allow. Whome'er the State

Appoints must be obeyed in everything,

But small and great, just and unjust alike.

I warrant such a one in either case

Would shine, as King or subject; such a man

Would in the storm of battle stand his ground,

A comrade leal and true; but Anarchy

What evils are not wrought by Anarchy!

She ruins States, and overthrows the home,

She dissipates and routs the embattled host;

While discipline preserves the ordered ranks.

Therefore we must maintain authority

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Better, if needs be, men should cast us out

Than hear it said, a woman proved his match.

CHORUS

To me, unless old age have dulled wits,

Thy words appear both reasonable and wise.

HAEMON

Father, the gods implant in mortal men

Reason, the choicest gift bestowed by heaven.

'Tis not for me to say thou errest, nor

Would I arraign thy wisdom, if I could;

And yet wise thoughts may come to other men

And, as thy son, it falls to me to mark

The acts, the words, the comments of the crowd.

The commons stand in terror of thy frown,

And dare not utter aught that might offend,

But I can overhear their muttered plaints,

Know how the people mourn this maiden doomed

For noblest deeds to die the worst of deaths.

When her own brother slain in battle lay

Unsepulchered, she suffered not his corse

To lie for carrion birds and dogs to maul:

Should not her name (they cry) be writ in gold?

Such the low murmurings that reach my ear.

O father, nothing is by me more prized

Than thy wellbeing, for what higher good

Can children covet than their sire's fair fame,

As fathers too take pride in glorious sons?

Therefore, my father, cling not to one mood,

And deemed not thou art right, all others wrong.

For whoso thinks that wisdom dwells with him,

That he alone can speak or think aright,

Such oracles are empty breath when tried.

The wisest man will let himself be swayed

By others' wisdom and relax in time.

See how the trees beside a stream in flood

Save, if they yield to force, each spray unharmed,

But by resisting perish root and branch.

The mariner who keeps his mainsheet taut,

And will not slacken in the gale, is like

To sail with thwarts reversed, keel uppermost.

Relent then and repent thee of thy wrath;

For, if one young in years may claim some sense,

I'll say 'tis best of all to be endowed

With absolute wisdom; but, if that's denied,

(And nature takes not readily that ply)

Next wise is he who lists to sage advice.

CHORUS

If he says aught in season, heed him, King.


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(To HAEMON)

Heed thou thy sire too; both have spoken well.

CREON

What, would you have us at our age be schooled,

Lessoned in prudence by a beardless boy?

HAEMON

I plead for justice, father, nothing more.

Weigh me upon my merit, not my years.

CREON

Strange merit this to sanction lawlessness!

HAEMON

For evildoers I would urge no plea.

CREON

Is not this maid an arrant lawbreaker?

HAEMON

The Theban commons with one voice say, No.

CREON

What, shall the mob dictate my policy?

HAEMON

'Tis thou, methinks, who speakest like a boy.

CREON

Am I to rule for others, or myself?

HAEMON

A State for one man is no State at all.

CREON

The State is his who rules it, so 'tis held.

HAEMON

As monarch of a desert thou wouldst shine.

CREON

This boy, methinks, maintains the woman's cause.

HAEMON

If thou be'st woman, yes. My thought's for thee.

CREON

O reprobate, would'st wrangle with thy sire?

HAEMON


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Because I see thee wrongfully perverse.

CREON

And am I wrong, if I maintain my rights?

HAEMON

Talk not of rights; thou spurn'st the due of Heaven

CREON

O heart corrupt, a woman's minion thou!

HAEMON

Slave to dishonor thou wilt never find me.

CREON

Thy speech at least was all a plea for her.

HAEMON

And thee and me, and for the gods below.

CREON

Living the maid shall never be thy bride.

HAEMON

So she shall die, but one will die with her.

CREON

Hast come to such a pass as threaten me?

HAEMON

What threat is this, vain counsels to reprove?

CREON

Vain fool to instruct thy betters; thou shall rue it.

HAEMON

Wert not my father, I had said thou err'st.

CREON

Play not the spaniel, thou a woman's slave.

HAEMON

When thou dost speak, must no man make reply?

CREON

This passes bounds. By heaven, thou shalt not rate

And jeer and flout me with impunity.

Off with the hateful thing that she may die

At once, beside her bridegroom, in his sight.

HAEMON


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Think not that in my sight the maid shall die,

Or by my side; never shalt thou again

Behold my face hereafter. Go, consort

With friends who like a madman for their mate.

[Exit HAEMON]

CHORUS

Thy son has gone, my liege, in angry haste.

Fell is the wrath of youth beneath a smart.

CREON

Let him go vent his fury like a fiend:

These sisters twain he shall not save from death.

CHORUS

Surely, thou meanest not to slay them both?

CREON

I stand corrected; only her who touched

The body.

CHORUS

              And what death is she to die?

CREON

She shall be taken to some desert place

By man untrod, and in a rockhewn cave,

With food no more than to avoid the taint

That homicide might bring on all the State,

Buried alive. There let her call in aid

The King of Death, the one god she reveres,

Or learn too late a lesson learnt at last:

'Tis labor lost, to reverence the dead.

CHORUS

(Str.)

Love resistless in fight, all yield at a glance of thine eye,

Love who pillowed all night on a maiden's cheek dost lie,

Over the upland holds. Shall mortals not yield to thee?

(Ant).

Mad are thy subjects all, and even the wisest heart

Straight to folly will fall, at a touch of thy poisoned dart.

Thou didst kindle the strife, this feud of kinsman with kin,

By the eyes of a winsome wife, and the yearning her heart to win.

For as her consort still, enthroned with Justice above,

Thou bendest man to thy will, O all invincible Love.

              Lo I myself am borne aside,

              From Justice, as I view this bride.

              (O sight an eye in tears to drown)


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Antigone, so young, so fair,

                    Thus hurried down

              Death's bower with the dead to share.

ANTIGONE

(Str. 1)

Friends, countrymen, my last farewell I make;

              My journey's done.

One last fond, lingering, longing look I take

              At the bright sun.

For Death who puts to sleep both young and old

              Hales my young life,

And beckons me to Acheron's dark fold,

              An unwed wife.

No youths have sung the marriage song for me,

              My bridal bed

No maids have strewn with flowers from the lea,

              'Tis Death I wed.

CHORUS

              But bethink thee, thou art sped,

              Great and glorious, to the dead.

              Thou the sword's edge hast not tasted,

              No disease thy frame hath wasted.

              Freely thou alone shalt go

              Living to the dead below.

ANTIGONE

(Ant. 1)

Nay, but the piteous tale I've heard men tell

        Of Tantalus' doomed child,

Chained upon Siphylus' high rocky fell,

        That clung like ivy wild,

Drenched by the pelting rain and whirling snow,

        Left there to pine,

While on her frozen breast the tears aye flow

        Her fate is mine.

CHORUS

              She was sprung of gods, divine,

              Mortals we of mortal line.

              Like renown with gods to gain

              Recompenses all thy pain.

              Take this solace to thy tomb

              Hers in life and death thy doom.

ANTIGONE

(Str. 2)

Alack, alack! Ye mock me. Is it meet

        Thus to insult me living, to my face?

Cease, by our country's altars I entreat,


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Ye lordly rulers of a lordly race.

O fount of Dirce, woodembowered plain

        Where Theban chariots to victory speed,

Mark ye the cruel laws that now have wrought my bane,

        The friends who show no pity in my need!

Was ever fate like mine? O monstrous doom,

        Within a rockbuilt prison sepulchered,

To fade and wither in a living tomb,

        And alien midst the living and the dead.

CHORUS

(Str. 3)

              In thy boldness overrash

              Madly thou thy foot didst dash

              'Gainst high Justice' altar stair.

              Thou a father's guild dost bear.

ANTIGONE

(Ant. 2)

At this thou touchest my most poignant pain,

        My illstarred father's piteous disgrace,

The taint of blood, the hereditary stain,

        That clings to all of Labdacus' famed race.

Woe worth the monstrous marriagebed where lay

        A mother with the son her womb had borne,

Therein I was conceived, woe worth the day,

        Fruit of incestuous sheets, a maid forlorn,

And now I pass, accursed and unwed,

        To meet them as an alien there below;

And thee, O brother, in marriage illbestead,

        'Twas thy dead hand that dealt me this deathblow.

CHORUS

              Religion has her chains, 'tis true,

              Let rite be paid when rites are due.

              Yet is it ill to disobey

              The powers who hold by might the sway.

              Thou hast withstood authority,

              A selfwilled rebel, thou must die.

ANTIGONE

Unwept, unwed, unfriended, hence I go,

        No longer may I see the day's bright eye;

Not one friend left to share my bitter woe,

        And o'er my ashes heave one passing sigh.

CREON

If wail and lamentation aught availed

To stave off death, I trow they'd never end.

Away with her, and having walled her up

In a rockvaulted tomb, as I ordained,


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Leave her alone at liberty to die,

Or, if she choose, to live in solitude,

The tomb her dwelling. We in either case

Are guiltless as concerns this maiden's blood,

Only on earth no lodging shall she find.

ANTIGONE

O grave, O bridal bower, O prison house

Hewn from the rock, my everlasting home,

Whither I go to join the mighty host

Of kinsfolk, Persephassa's guests long dead,

The last of all, of all more miserable,

I pass, my destined span of years cut short.

And yet good hope is mine that I shall find

A welcome from my sire, a welcome too,

From thee, my mother, and my brother dear;

From with these hands, I laved and decked your limbs

In death, and poured libations on your grave.

And last, my Polyneices, unto thee

I paid due rites, and this my recompense!

Yet am I justified in wisdom's eyes.

For even had it been some child of mine,

Or husband mouldering in death's decay,

I had not wrought this deed despite the State.

What is the law I call in aid? 'Tis thus

I argue. Had it been a husband dead

I might have wed another, and have borne

Another child, to take the dead child's place.

But, now my sire and mother both are dead,

No second brother can be born for me.

Thus by the law of conscience I was led

To honor thee, dear brother, and was judged

By Creon guilty of a heinous crime.

And now he drags me like a criminal,

A bride unwed, amerced of marriagesong

And marriagebed and joys of motherhood,

By friends deserted to a living grave.

What ordinance of heaven have I transgressed?

Hereafter can I look to any god

For succor, call on any man for help?

Alas, my piety is impious deemed.

Well, if such justice is approved of heaven,

I shall be taught by suffering my sin;

But if the sin is theirs, O may they suffer

No worse ills than the wrongs they do to me.

CHORUS

The same ungovernable will

Drives like a gale the maiden still.

CREON


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Therefore, my guards who let her stay

Shall smart full sore for their delay.

ANTIGONE

Ah, woe is me! This word I hear

Brings death most near.

CHORUS

I have no comfort. What he saith,

Portends no other thing than death.

ANTIGONE

My fatherland, city of Thebes divine,

Ye gods of Thebes whence sprang my line,

Look, puissant lords of Thebes, on me;

The last of all your royal house ye see.

Martyred by men of sin, undone.

Such meed my piety hath won.

[Exit ANTIGONE]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

Like to thee that maiden bright,

              Danae, in her brassbound tower,

Once exchanged the glad sunlight

              For a cell, her bridal bower.

And yet she sprang of royal line,

              My child, like thine,

              And nursed the seed

              By her conceived

Of Zeus descending in a golden shower.

Strange are the ways of Fate, her power

Nor wealth, nor arms withstand, nor tower;

Nor brassprowed ships, that breast the sea

              From Fate can flee.

(Ant. 1)

Thus Dryas' child, the rash Edonian King,

For words of high disdain

Did Bacchus to a rocky dungeon bring,

To cool the madness of a fevered brain.

              His frenzy passed,

              He learnt at last

'Twas madness gibes against a god to fling.

For once he fain had quenched the Maenad's fire;

And of the tuneful Nine provoked the ire.

(Str. 2)

By the Iron Rocks that guard the double main,

              On Bosporus' lone strand,

Where stretcheth Salmydessus' plain


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In the wild Thracian land,

There on his borders Ares witnessed

              The vengeance by a jealous stepdame ta'en

The gore that trickled from a spindle red,

              The sightless orbits of her stepsons twain.

(Ant. 2)

Wasting away they mourned their piteous doom,

The blasted issue of their mother's womb.

But she her lineage could trace

              To great Erecththeus' race;

Daughter of Boreas in her sire's vast caves

              Reared, where the tempest raves,

Swift as his horses o'er the hills she sped;

A child of gods; yet she, my child, like thee,

                    By Destiny

That knows not death nor ageshe too was vanquished.

[Enter TEIRESIAS and BOY]

TEIRESIAS

Princes of Thebes, two wayfarers as one,

Having betwixt us eyes for one, we are here.

The blind man cannot move without a guide.

CREON

Why tidings, old Teiresias?

TEIRESIAS

                    I will tell thee;

And when thou hearest thou must heed the seer.

CREON

Thus far I ne'er have disobeyed thy rede.

TEIRESIAS

So hast thou steered the ship of State aright.

CREON

I know it, and I gladly own my debt.

TEIRESIAS

Bethink thee that thou treadest once again

The razor edge of peril.

CREON

                    What is this?

Thy words inspire a dread presentiment.

TEIRESIAS

The divination of my arts shall tell.

Sitting upon my throne of augury,


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As is my wont, where every fowl of heaven

Find harborage, upon mine ears was borne

A jargon strange of twitterings, hoots, and screams;

So knew I that each bird at the other tare

With bloody talons, for the whirr of wings

Could signify naught else. Perturbed in soul,

I straight essayed the sacrifice by fire

On blazing altars, but the God of Fire

Came not in flame, and from the thigh bones dripped

And sputtered in the ashes a foul ooze;

Gallbladders cracked and spurted up: the fat

Melted and fell and left the thigh bones bare.

Such are the signs, taught by this lad, I read

As I guide others, so the boy guides me

The frustrate signs of oracles grown dumb.

O King, thy willful temper ails the State,

For all our shrines and altars are profaned

By what has filled the maw of dogs and crows,

The flesh of Oedipus' unburied son.

Therefore the angry gods abominate

Our litanies and our burnt offerings;

Therefore no birds trill out a happy note,

Gorged with the carnival of human gore.

O ponder this, my son. To err is common

To all men, but the man who having erred

Hugs not his errors, but repents and seeks

The cure, is not a wastrel nor unwise.

No fool, the saw goes, like the obstinate fool.

Let death disarm thy vengeance. O forbear

To vex the dead. What glory wilt thou win

By slaying twice the slain? I mean thee well;

Counsel's most welcome if I promise gain.

CREON

Old man, ye all let fly at me your shafts

Like anchors at a target; yea, ye set

Your soothsayer on me. Peddlers are ye all

And I the merchandise ye buy and sell.

Go to, and make your profit where ye will,

Silver of Sardis change for gold of Ind;

Ye will not purchase this man's burial,

Not though the winged ministers of Zeus

Should bear him in their talons to his throne;

Not e'en in awe of prodigy so dire

Would I permit his burial, for I know

No human soilure can assail the gods;

This too I know, Teiresias, dire's the fall

Of craft and cunning when it tries to gloss

Foul treachery with fair words for filthy gain.

TEIRESIAS


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Alas! doth any know and lay to heart

CREON

Is this the prelude to some hackneyed saw?

TEIRESIAS

How far good counsel is the best of goods?

CREON

True, as unwisdom is the worst of ills.

TEIRESIAS

Thou art infected with that ill thyself.

CREON

I will not bandy insults with thee, seer.

TEIRESIAS

And yet thou say'st my prophesies are frauds.

CREON

Prophets are all a moneygetting tribe.

TEIRESIAS

And kings are all a lucreloving race.

CREON

Dost know at whom thou glancest, me thy lord?

TEIRESIAS

Lord of the State and savior, thanks to me.

CREON

Skilled prophet art thou, but to wrong inclined.

TEIRESIAS

Take heed, thou wilt provoke me to reveal

The mystery deep hidden in my breast.

CREON

Say on, but see it be not said for gain.

TEIRESIAS

Such thou, methinks, till now hast judged my words.

CREON

Be sure thou wilt not traffic on my wits.

TEIRESIAS

Know then for sure, the coursers of the sun

Not many times shall run their race, before


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Thou shalt have given the fruit of thine own loins

In quittance of thy murder, life for life;

For that thou hast entombed a living soul,

And sent below a denizen of earth,

And wronged the nether gods by leaving here

A corpse unlaved, unwept, unsepulchered.

Herein thou hast no part, nor e'en the gods

In heaven; and thou usurp'st a power not thine.

For this the avenging spirits of Heaven and Hell

Who dog the steps of sin are on thy trail:

What these have suffered thou shalt suffer too.

And now, consider whether bought by gold

I prophesy. For, yet a little while,

And sound of lamentation shall be heard,

Of men and women through thy desolate halls;

And all thy neighbor States are leagues to avenge

Their mangled warriors who have found a grave

I' the maw of wolf or hound, or winged bird

That flying homewards taints their city's air.

These are the shafts, that like a bowman I

Provoked to anger, loosen at thy breast,

Unerring, and their smart thou shalt not shun.

Boy, lead me home, that he may vent his spleen

On younger men, and learn to curb his tongue

With gentler manners than his present mood.

[Exit TEIRESIAS]

CHORUS

My liege, that man hath gone, foretelling woe.

And, O believe me, since these grizzled locks

Were like the raven, never have I known

The prophet's warning to the State to fail.

CREON

I know it too, and it perplexes me.

To yield is grievous, but the obstinate soul

That fights with Fate, is smitten grievously.

CHORUS

Son of Menoeceus, list to good advice.

CHORUS

What should I do. Advise me. I will heed.

CHORUS

Go, free the maiden from her rocky cell;

And for the unburied outlaw build a tomb.

CREON

Is that your counsel? You would have me yield?


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CHORUS

Yea, king, this instant. Vengeance of the gods

Is swift to overtake the impenitent.

CREON

Ah! what a wrench it is to sacrifice

My heart's resolve; but Fate is ill to fight.

CHORUS

Go, trust not others. Do it quick thyself.

CREON

I go hotfoot. Bestir ye one and all,

My henchmen! Get ye axes! Speed away

To yonder eminence! I too will go,

For all my resolution this way sways.

'Twas I that bound, I too will set her free.

Almost I am persuaded it is best

To keep through life the law ordained of old.

[Exit CREON]

CHORUS

(Str. 1)

Thou by many names adored,

              Child of Zeus the God of thunder,

              Of a Theban bride the wonder,

Fair Italia's guardian lord;

In the deepembosomed glades

              Of the Eleusinian Queen

Haunt of revelers, men and maids,

              Dionysus, thou art seen.

Where Ismenus rolls his waters,

              Where the Dragon's teeth were sown,

Where the Bacchanals thy daughters

              Round thee roam,

              There thy home;

Thebes, O Bacchus, is thine own.

(Ant. 1)

Thee on the twocrested rock

              Luridflaming torches see;

Where Corisian maidens flock,

              Thee the springs of Castaly.

By Nysa's bastion ivyclad,

By shores with clustered vineyards glad,

There to thee the hymn rings out,

And through our streets we Thebans shout,

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Evoe, Evoe!

(Str. 2)

Oh, as thou lov'st this city best of all,

To thee, and to thy Mother levinstricken,

In our dire need we call;

Thou see'st with what a plague our townsfolk sicken.

              Thy ready help we crave,

Whether adown Parnassian heights descending,

Or o'er the roaring straits thy swift was wending,

              Save us, O save!

(Ant. 2)

Brightest of all the orbs that breathe forth light,

        Authentic son of Zeus, immortal king,

Leader of all the voices of the night,

        Come, and thy train of Thyiads with thee bring,

              Thy maddened rout

Who dance before thee all night long, and shout,

              Thy handmaids we,

              Evoe, Evoe!

[Enter MESSENGER]

MESSENGER

Attend all ye who dwell beside the halls

Of Cadmus and Amphion. No man's life

As of one tenor would I praise or blame,

For Fortune with a constant ebb and rise

Casts down and raises high and low alike,

And none can read a mortal's horoscope.

Take Creon; he, methought, if any man,

Was enviable. He had saved this land

Of Cadmus from our enemies and attained

A monarch's powers and ruled the state supreme,

While a right noble issue crowned his bliss.

Now all is gone and wasted, for a life

Without life's joys I count a living death.

You'll tell me he has ample store of wealth,

The pomp and circumstance of kings; but if

These give no pleasure, all the rest I count

The shadow of a shade, nor would I weigh

His wealth and power 'gainst a dram of joy.

CHORUS

What fresh woes bring'st thou to the royal house?

MESSENGER

Both dead, and they who live deserve to die.

CHORUS


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Who is the slayer, who the victim? speak.

MESSENGER

Haemon; his blood shed by no stranger hand.

CHORUS

What mean ye? by his father's or his own?

MESSENGER

His own; in anger for his father's crime.

CHORUS

O prophet, what thou spakest comes to pass.

MESSENGER

So stands the case; now 'tis for you to act.

CHORUS

Lo! from the palace gates I see approaching

Creon's unhappy wife, Eurydice.

Comes she by chance or learning her son's fate?

[Enter EURYDICE]

EURYDICE

Ye men of Thebes, I overheard your talk.

As I passed out to offer up my prayer

To Pallas, and was drawing back the bar

To open wide the door, upon my ears

There broke a wail that told of household woe

Stricken with terror in my handmaids' arms

I fell and fainted. But repeat your tale

To one not unacquaint with misery.

MESSENGER

Dear mistress, I was there and will relate

The perfect truth, omitting not one word.

Why should we gloze and flatter, to be proved

Liars hereafter? Truth is ever best.

Well, in attendance on my liege, your lord,

I crossed the plain to its utmost margin, where

The corse of Polyneices, gnawn and mauled,

Was lying yet. We offered first a prayer

To Pluto and the goddess of crossways,

With contrite hearts, to deprecate their ire.

Then laved with lustral waves the mangled corse,

Laid it on freshlopped branches, lit a pyre,

And to his memory piled a mighty mound

Of mother earth. Then to the caverned rock,

The bridal chamber of the maid and Death,

We sped, about to enter. But a guard

Heard from that godless shrine a far shrill wail,


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And ran back to our lord to tell the news.

But as he nearer drew a hollow sound

Of lamentation to the King was borne.

He groaned and uttered then this bitter plaint:

"Am I a prophet? miserable me!

Is this the saddest path I ever trod?

'Tis my son's voice that calls me. On press on,

My henchmen, haste with double speed to the tomb

Where rocks downtorn have made a gap, look in

And tell me if in truth I recognize

The voice of Haemon or am heavendeceived."

So at the bidding of our distraught lord

We looked, and in the craven's vaulted gloom

I saw the maiden lying strangled there,

A noose of linen twined about her neck;

And hard beside her, clasping her cold form,

Her lover lay bewailing his dead bride

Deathwedded, and his father's cruelty.

When the King saw him, with a terrible groan

He moved towards him, crying, "O my son

What hast thou done? What ailed thee? What mischance

Has reft thee of thy reason? O come forth,

Come forth, my son; thy father supplicates."

But the son glared at him with tiger eyes,

Spat in his face, and then, without a word,

Drew his twohilted sword and smote, but missed

His father flying backwards. Then the boy,

Wroth with himself, poor wretch, incontinent

Fell on his sword and drove it through his side

Home, but yet breathing clasped in his lax arms

The maid, her pallid cheek incarnadined

With his expiring gasps. So there they lay

Two corpses, one in death. His marriage rites

Are consummated in the halls of Death:

A witness that of ills whate'er befall

Mortals' unwisdom is the worst of all.

[Exit EURYDICE]

CHORUS

What makest thou of this? The Queen has gone

Without a word importing good or ill.

MESSENGER

I marvel too, but entertain good hope.

'Tis that she shrinks in public to lament

Her son's sad ending, and in privacy

Would with her maidens mourn a private loss.

Trust me, she is discreet and will not err.

CHORUS

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Is no less ominous than excessive grief.

MESSENGER

Well, let us to the house and solve our doubts,

Whether the tumult of her heart conceals

Some fell design. It may be thou art right:

Unnatural silence signifies no good.

CHORUS

              Lo! the King himself appears.

              Evidence he with him bears

              'Gainst himself (ah me! I quake

              'Gainst a king such charge to make)

              But all must own,

              The guilt is his and his alone.

CREON

(Str. 1)

              Woe for sin of minds perverse,

              Deadly fraught with mortal curse.

              Behold us slain and slayers, all akin.

              Woe for my counsel dire, conceived in sin.

                         Alas, my son,

                         Life scarce begun,

                         Thou wast undone.

              The fault was mine, mine only, O my son!

CHORUS

Too late thou seemest to perceive the truth.

CREON

(Str. 2)

By sorrow schooled. Heavy the hand of God,

Thorny and rough the paths my feet have trod,

Humbled my pride, my pleasure turned to pain;

Poor mortals, how we labor all in vain!

[Enter SECOND MESSENGER]

SECOND MESSENGER

Sorrows are thine, my lord, and more to come,

One lying at thy feet, another yet

More grievous waits thee, when thou comest home.

CREON

What woe is lacking to my tale of woes?

SECOND MESSENGER

Thy wife, the mother of thy dead son here,

Lies stricken by a fresh inflicted blow.

CREON


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(Ant. 1)

        How bottomless the pit!

              Does claim me too, O Death?

              What is this word he saith,

        This woeful messenger? Say, is it fit

        To slay anew a man already slain?

              Is Death at work again,

        Stroke upon stroke, first son, then mother slain?

CHORUS

Look for thyself. She lies for all to view.

CREON

(Ant. 2)

Alas! another added woe I see.

What more remains to crown my agony?

A minute past I clasped a lifeless son,

And now another victim Death hath won.

Unhappy mother, most unhappy son!

SECOND MESSENGER

Beside the altar on a keenedged sword

She fell and closed her eyes in night, but erst

She mourned for Megareus who nobly died

Long since, then for her son; with her last breath

She cursed thee, the slayer of her child.

CREON

(Str. 3)

              I shudder with affright

O for a twoedged sword to slay outright

              A wretch like me,

              Made one with misery.

SECOND MESSENGER

'Tis true that thou wert charged by the dead Queen

As author of both deaths, hers and her son's.

CREON

In what wise was her selfdestruction wrought?

SECOND MESSENGER

Hearing the loud lament above her son

With her own hand she stabbed herself to the heart.

CREON

(Str. 4)

I am the guilty cause. I did the deed,

Thy murderer. Yea, I guilty plead.

My henchmen, lead me hence, away, away,

A cipher, less than nothing; no delay!


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CHORUS

Well said, if in disaster aught is well

His past endure demand the speediest cure.

CREON

(Ant. 3)

              Come, Fate, a friend at need,

              Come with all speed!

              Come, my best friend,

              And speed my end!

              Away, away!

Let me not look upon another day!

CHORUS

This for the morrow; to us are present needs

That they whom it concerns must take in hand.

CREON

I join your prayer that echoes my desire.

CHORUS

O pray not, prayers are idle; from the doom

Of fate for mortals refuge is there none.

CREON

(Ant. 4)

Away with me, a worthless wretch who slew

Unwitting thee, my son, thy mother too.

Whither to turn I know now; every way

              Leads but astray,

And on my head I feel the heavy weight

              Of crushing Fate.

CHORUS

        Of happiness the chiefest part

              Is a wise heart:

        And to defraud the gods in aught

              With peril's fraught.

        Swelling words of highflown might

        Mightily the gods do smite.

        Chastisement for errors past

        Wisdom brings to age at last.


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