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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.

       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 berry-laden 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

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       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

       I heard as much, but never saw the man.

       CREON

       He fell; and now the god's command is plain: Punish his takers-off, 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?

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       CREON

       Abroad; he started, so he told us, bound

       For Delphi, but he never thence returned.

       OEDIPUS

       Came there no news, no fellow-traveler

       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

       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 far-off 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

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       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)

      

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