Chorus
Methinks he means none other than the hind
Whom thou anon wert fain to see; but that
Our queen Jocasta best of all could tell.
Oedipus
Madam, dost know the man we sent to fetch?
Is the same of whom the stranger speaks?
Jocasta
Who is the man? What matter? Let it be.
’Twere waste of thought to weigh such idle words.
Oedipus
No, with such guiding clues I cannot fail
To bring to light the secret of my birth.