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Rh O! ye will tremble but to hear his name, When ye shall know what pangs he must endure. The God, who speaks by me, in pity dooms him To banishment alone; but dreadful ills Await the murderer: driven to fell despair His own rash hand shall to the wrath of heaven Add woes more deep and heavier punishment: Even you shall shudder at his fate, and own Your safety purchased at a rate too dear.

Obey then.

Speak.

Still obstinate!

Remember, If I must speak, that thou didst force me to it.

Insufferable delay! I'll bear no more.

Since thou wilt hear it then, 'tis—

Ha! speak, who?

'Tis—Œdipus.

I?