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Show 6 OEDIP US. n K u y c i P u y r L u y a l Could you the e u C hi h u After fo bravely having f To perifh by the hand of this bafe Villain Why rather rufh you not at once togethe - All tohis ruine? drag hi through the Streets Y ;qfifflflarm Hang his contagious Quarters on the Gates Nor let my death affright you Cre. Dye firft thy felf then Adr. O, I-charge thee hold Hence, frommy prefence all : he's not my Erien That difobeys: See, art thou now appeas'd Or is there ought elfe yet remains to d That can atone thee ? flake thy thirft of blop With mine a i gu Y D [Ex. Artendants i Cre. Forego thy Sword, and yield thy felf my Prifoner. Eur. Yet while there's any dawn of hope tofav Iy nhea s oty but {fave, O fave that innocent wretch Thy precious life, my dear Adraftus b Ay s o llore fimthee W hat-e're thou doft, deliver netthy Sword e: th of op odd tho off ge [ may tho With tha bt e For me, O, fear not; no, he dares no ch to rd Sw th Ke me fpa wil lov i hor Hi Left Ibe ravifh'd after thon art flain "Adr, Inftruct me, Gods! what fhall Adraffus do? Cre. Do what thou wilt, when fheis dead : my Seuldiers With numbers will o're pow'r thee Is't thy wit Enrydice (hould fall before thee ' Adr, Traytor, no Better that thou and I, and all mankind Should be no more o, [ a i B i : i:fir Iy A S it S Creon. Then caft thy Sword away And yield thee to my mercy, or I ftrike Adr. Hold thy rai'd Arm ; give me a moments paufe: My Father, when he bleft me, gaye me this My Son, faid he, let thisbe thylaft refuge if thou forego'lt it, mifery attends thee :fiwkiomy Cre. Fatal! yes, foolith Love-fick Prince, i fhail Pyragmon, to the Palace, difpatc N k Wt L Fre S The hazards of my lifeI never loft >Tis thine, my faithful Sword, my only truft Tho' my hedrt tells me that the giftis Fatal Turn all ac once the fatal point upon thee ‘ ‘A?\She'sgo Yet Love now charms it from me ; which inal Thy arrogance, thy {corn My wounds remembrance |