vv. 733–746
OEDIPUS, KING OF THEBES
Jocasta.
Phokis ’tis called. A road on either hand
From Delphi comes and Daulia, in a glen.
Oedipus.
How many years and months have passed since then?
Jocasta.
’Twas but a little time before proclaim
Was made of thee for king, the tidings came.
Oedipus.
My God, what hast thou willed to do with me?
Jocasta.
Oedipus, speak! What is it troubles thee?
Oedipus.
Ask me not yet. But say, what build, what height
Had Laïus? Rode he full of youth and might?
Jocasta.
Tall, with the white new gleaming on his brow
He walked. In shape just such a man as thou.
Oedipus.
God help me! I much fear that I have wrought
A curse on mine own head, and knew it not.
Jocasta.
How sayst thou? O my King, I look on thee
And tremble.
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