CHORUS
CHORUS (looking towards Athens).
1491
Come, my chief! come with speed! Or, if haply at hand,
On the height where the curved altars stand,
Thou art hallowing with oxen in sacrifice slain
Yonder shrine of Poseidon, dread lord of the main,
Hie thee hither! Be swift! The blind stranger intends
1495
To thee, to thy friends,
To thy city, for burdens imposed, just amends.
Haste thee, King! Hear our cry!
Oedipus at Colonus. Sophocles. Lewis Campbell (Translator). London, New York and Toronto. 1906.