Oedipus
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My expectation to such height is raised,
That I will tell thee: for in whom more dear
Can I, thus struggling with my fate, confide?
My father was the royal Polybus
Of Corinth; Merope, who boasts her birth
From Dorian Chiefs, my mother; in that state
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I was esteem'd the greatest, till there chanced
A circumstance, which might my wonder claim,
But nought of anxious care: amidst a feast
One fill'd with wine reviled me as not born
The son of Corinth's king; ill brook'd I this,
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And scarce that day restrain'd myself; the next
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My father and my mother I address'd,
Earnest to trace the truth; the insult raised
Their high resentment, though from heat of wine
It sprung; with their affection I was pleased;
Yet still this stung my heart, so deeply there
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It rankled. Anxious to the Pythian shrine,
My purpose not disclosed, I take my way;
To this inquiry no reply was deign'd,
And me unhonour'd Phœbus sent away;
But show'd, the fates foretelling, other ills
With woe, with horror pregnant: he declared
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That with my mother I was doom'd to mix
Embraces, and to light produce a race
By men to be abhorr'd; nay, doom'd to be
The murderer of my father. When these words
Reach'd my affrighted ear, from Corinth wide,
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My course thenceforth directing by the stars,
I fled, where I might ne'er behold the shame,
The infamy of these dire oracles
Fulfill'd. My way pursuing, to the place
I came, where thou hast said this monarch fell.
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Yes, I will tell thee all the truth: as near
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This place, where three ways meet, I held my course,
An herald, and exalted on a car
One of such form as thy description mark'd,
Met me: with force the leader of the way,
And the old Chief himself against me rush'd,
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And drove me back; the leader, who aside
Had turn'd me, in my rage I strike: the Chief,
Soon as he saw me passing near the car,
Smote me, against my head he aim'd the blow,
He smote me twice; but from this hand received
Unequal recompense; beneath my staff
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At once he sunk, and from his chariot roll'd.
I slew them all. Now should these kindred deeds
Prove like relation 'twixt this stranger slain
And Laius, lives there such a wretch as I?
Lives there a man so hateful to the gods?
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Nor citizen nor stranger may henceforth
Beneath their roof receive me, none with me
Hold converse, from their houses all constrain'd
To thrust me; yet none other, but myself,
Denounced these curses on me. I pollute
The bed of him, who perish'd by these hands,
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These blood-stain'd hands? And am I not most vile?
Am I not all defiled? If I must fly,
And exiled never, never see those friends
That are most dear to me, and never tread
My country's soil again; if I must mount
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My mother's bed, in fated nuptials join'd;
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If I must kill my father Polybus,
From whom my life, my nurture I received ;
Who would not judge, who would not say with truth
That some remorseless Demon wrought these woes ?
But never, never, O ye holy pow'rs
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Of the just gods, may I behold that day!
No: from the sight of mortals let me sink,
Ere see a stain like this pollute my life.
