Shepherd
(Edi. Distemper then did kill him ?
That in part,
And part a length of years that wore him down.
To prophecies, and seers, and clanioious birds
With their vain omens — they who had decreed
That T should kill my father. He thou seest
r
Beneath the earth lies buried, whilst I live
In safety here and guiltless of his blood :
Unless perhaps sorrow for loss of me
Shortened his days, thus only could I kill
My father. But ho's gone, and to the shades
Hath cariied with him those vain oracles
Of fancied ills, no longer worth my care.
Joe. Did I not say it would be thus?
Oedipus Tyrannus. Sophocles. Thomas Francklin (Translator). London. 1758–1759.