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Rh Let my two brothers seek with strife to gain: The greatest part of all my father's realm Is mine—my father's self. Nor shall this share Be reft away from me by him who holds By stolen right the scepter over Thebes, Nor by that other brother who leads on Against his native land th' Argolic hosts; Though Jove himself should thunder out of heaven, And hurl his bolt against my clinging hands, I would not let thee go. Though thou forbid, I'll guide thee, O my father, 'gainst thy will, And thy reluctant feet will I direct. Seek'st thou the level plain? There will I go. The rugged mountain heights? I'll not oppose, But will precede thy way. Use me as guide Wherever thou wouldst go; since for us both Is every path selected that thou tread'st. With me, but not without me, canst thou die. There springs a lofty cliff, precipitous, And looks far out upon the sea below: Shall we seek this? There hangs a naked rock, There yawns the riven earth with gaping jaws: Wouldst thou to these? And there a mountain stream In roaring torrent falls, and 'neath its waves Worn fragments of the mountain roll along: Shall we rush headlong in? Where thou wouldst go, I go, but always first. I'll not oppose Nor urge. Dost thou desire to be destroyed? Is death thy highest wish? If thou dost die, I go before thee; if thou liv'st, I follow. But change thy mind, call up thine old-time strength, And with a mighty will thy sorrows curb. Resist, since in such ills defeat is death. Oedipus: Whence springs so rare a spirit in a house So impious? Whence comes this noble maid, Unlike her race? Can it be true indeed? Has any pious thing been born of me? Ne'er would it be, for well I know my fates, Except for harmful ends. Nature herself