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So ran the story that is current still.

Where did this happen? Dost thou know the place?

Phocis the land is called; the spot is where

Branch roads from Delphi and from Daulis meet.

And how long is it since these things befell?

’Twas but a brief while were thou wast proclaimed

Our country’s ruler that the news was brought.

O Zeus, what hast thou willed to do with me!

What is it, Oedipus, that moves thee so?

Ask me not yet; tell me the build and height

Of Laius? Was he still in manhood’s prime?

Tall was he, and his hair was lightly strewn

With silver; and not unlike thee in form.

O woe is me! Mehtinks unwittingly

I laid but now a dread curse on myself.

I tremble.