You access, d. Good luck be yours, and for this errand's sake The Spirit (39) for you a better guardian make Please These in turn. More tears . . for you—to see you I've no strength- you live. What gatherings or what festivals will give and will not go away Son of Menoeceus, in a father's stead shame. 'Tis necessary Ill does their age their piteous fortune suit ; hand. prayer- you, Cre. Far enough in lamentation. Now within the house repair. Ed. Choice is none, and yet 'tis hard consenting. . Cre. Fit alone makes fair. Ed. Know you now the charter of my going? Cre, Speak : to hear's to know. d. Send me forth to dwell in exile. Cre. What you ask must God bestow. @d. But of Gods I stand abhorrèd. Cre. So shall you the boon obtain. @d. Say you Ay? Cre, I like not speaking where I know my words are vain. ad. Well, 'tis time, you must remove me. Cre. Come, and let the children go. Ed. Rob me not of them, of them ! Cre. You must not think in all to reign. Reign you had, and life is left you : honours proved a faithless train. [Exeunt dipus, Creon, and the CHILDREN, while the CHORUS speak the Epilogue. Che. O inhabiters of Thebe, look, for this is Edipus, He that guessed the great enigma, he of men all glorious : Him the people never envied, and he kept an eye on doom; Yet what seas of ill engulf him, yet what awful waves entomb! So until a mortal creature sees the final day of all, Happy let him while he waits and watches no man living call Till the homeward race has touched the barrier free from hurt or fall. [Exeunt omnes. CEDIPUS UP AT COLONOS SCENE.—The Hill of Colonos near Athens. A road from Left leads to the Sacred Grove of the Eumenides, which is fenced with natural rock : at some point in its circuit the rock affords a natural seat. Enter dipus and ANTIGONE, weary and travel-stained, by the road from L. What lands are these? In whose domains are we? reckoned Of natives, and perform the bidden task. The walls that case the town are far aloof. There chant within it nightingales thick-flown. Long miles for aged limbs you've left behind. @d. Ay: settle me down here, and watch the blind. [ANTIGONE leads him to the seat and composes him there. [A Man of the Country is descried approaching quickly. We need not-for I see a man about. Enter the COUNTRYMAN. Ant. Why, no, for now he's reached us! Speak you can As best the hour advises—here's the man. @d. Friend, since a seasonable scout you prove, Well met to clear our hesitations-she Whose eyes do duty for herself and me- You're on forbidden ground for human feet. Night. What's this name so |