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OEDIPUS AT COLONUS

Chorus

Insolence!

Creon

Insolence that thou must bear.

Chorus

Haste ye princes, sound the alarm!
Men of Athens, arm ye, arm!
Quickly to the rescue come
Ere the robbers get them home.

Enter Theseus.

Theseus

Why this outcry? What is forward? wherefore was I called away
From the altar of Poseidon, lord of your Colonus? Say!
On what errand have I hurried hither without stop or stay.

Oedipus

Dear friend—those accents tell me who thou art,
Yon man but now hath done me a foul wrong.

Theseus

What is this wrong and who hath wrought it? Speak.

Oedipus

Creon who stands before thee. He it is
Hath robbed me of my all, my daughters twain.

Theseus

What means this?

Oedipus

Thou hast heard my tale of wrongs.

Theseus

Ho! hasten to the altars, one of you,
Command my liegemen leave the sacrifice

And hurry, foot and horse, with rein unchecked,

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