Chorus
Let me repeat what I before declared.
Know then, O king, I must be deem'd of sense
Bereft, and lost to wisdom, if in thought
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I could abandon thee. Thou once didst raise
This my dear country when with ills depress'd;
If thou hast pow'r, to safety guide us now.
Now, by the gods, inform me whence this rage,
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That with such fury flames, O king, arose.
Oedipus Tyrannus. Sophocles. Robert Potter (Translator). London. 1820.