Oedipus
(Edi. Now, my Jocasta, who shall henceforth trust
Thou didst ;
But I was full of fears.
Joe. Henceforth, no more
Indulge them.
Must be avoided. I must fly from that.
Joe. Why should man fear, whom chance, and chance
alone,
Doth ever rule 1 Foreknowledge, all is vain,
And can determine nothing. Therefore best
It is to live as fancy leads, at large,
Uncurbed, and only subject to our will.
Fear not thy mother's bed. Oftimes in dreams
Have men committed incest. But his life
Will ever be most happy who contemns
Such idle phantoms.
Did not my mother live. But as it is,
Spite of thy words, I must be anxious still.
Joe. Think on thy father's death ; it is a light
To guide thee here.
Oedipus Tyrannus. Sophocles. Thomas Francklin (Translator). London. 1758–1759.