Tiresias
Scene II.
(Edipus, Chorus.
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CKdi. O sage Tiresias, thou who knowest all
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That can be known, the things of heaven above
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And earth below, whose mental eye beholds,
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BUnd as thou art, the state of dying Thebes,
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And weeps her fate, to thee we look for aid,
On thee alone for safety we depend.
This answer, which perchance thou hast not heard,
Apollo gave : the plague, he said, should cease
When those who murdered Laius w^ere discovered
And paid the forfeit of their crime by death
Or banishment. Oh ! do not then conceal
Aught that thy art prophetic from the flight
Of birds or other omens may disclose.
Oh ! save thyself, save this afflicted city,
Save CEdipus, avenge the guiltless dead
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From this pollution ! Thou art all our hope ;
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Remember, 'tis the privilege of man,
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His noblest function, to assist the wretched.
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Oedipus Tyrannus. Sophocles. Thomas Francklin (Translator). London. 1758–1759.