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Show i If j.o OEDIPUS. Your felves, for fear, mew'd up within your Walls, She, taller than your Gates, o'er look'd your Town -, But when fhe rais'd her Bo'k to lail above you, She drove the Air around her, like a Whirl-wind, And (haded all beneath > till flooping down , Sheclap'd her Leathern Wings againft your Tow'rs, And thruit out her long Neck . ev'n to your Doors! Dioc. tAlc. Pyr. We'll hear no more. Tir. Youdurft not meet in Temples, T'invoke the Gods for Aid: the proudeft he W h o leads you now , then crow *d like a dar'd Lark: This Creon fhook for fear; The Blood of Lajus curdled in his Veins; Till Otdipus arriv'd , Call'd by his o w n high Courage, and the Gods Himfelf to you a God : Ye offer'd him Your Queen and Crown ; (but what was then your Crown 1 ) And Heav'n authoriz'd ir by his Succefs. Speak then; w h o is your lawful King? tAU- 'Tis Oedipui. Tir. 'Tis Oedipus indeed, your King more lawful Than yet you dream ; for fomething ftill there lies In Heaven's dark Volume, which I read thro' Mills: 'Tis great, prodigious; 'tis a dreadful Birth O f wondrous Fate; and n o w , juft nowdifcioilng. 1 fee, I fee h o w terrible it dawns.' And m y Soul fickens with ir. i. Cit. H o w the God fliakes Tir. H e comes 1 H e comes I quell 1 Triumph ! But, O h I Guiltlcfs and Guilty. Inceft ! Difcovery ! Punifhmcnt And all your Sufferings o.'er. him ! Victory ! COB- ( ricidt; Murder 1 fa - ~ ' u s ended, 2' OEDIPUS. tA Trumpet within ; Enter Harmon. 21 Ham. Rouze up, yc Thebans. tunc your loPeans Your King returns; the ^Argians arc o'recome , Their Warlike Prince in fingle Combat taken, ' And Jed in Bonds by God-iike Oedipus. tAU. Oedipu* , Oedipus, Oedipus. Creon. Furies confound his Fortune i «*«- [.yifi-le. Hafte, ail hafte, [To them. And meet with Blcflings, our victorious King; Decree Proceflions,- bid new Holy days ; Crown all the Statues of our Gods with Garlands • And raifc a brazen Coliumn , thus inferib'd, To Oedipu* , now rwicc a Conqueror ; Deliverer of his Thebes. Truft m e , I weep for Joy to fee this Day. Tir. Yes , Heav'n knows h o w thou weep'ft : Go Country-men , And as you us'd to fupphcatc your Gods t - . So meet your King, with Bays, and Olive-branches: Bow down, and touch his Knees, and bee from him An end of all your W o e s ; for only he Can give it you. [Exit Tircfias, the People following. Enter Oedipus in Triumph : Adraftus Pn/oner ; Dymas , Train. Creon. All hail , great Oedipus; Thou mighty Conqueror, hail; welcome to Thebes f To thy o w n Thebes, to all that's left of Thebes : For half thy Citizens are fwept away, And wanting to thy Triumphs; And we , the happy Remnant,' onfv live To welcome thee, and die. Otd. Thus Pleafure never comes flncerc to M a n, B 3 Buc h |
