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Show OEDIP'U he has out-done me i ReVenge and Murder ~ And I fhould envy her the fad applaufe _.Bula-, Oh! my Children! Oh,' what have they done 2 Chis was not like:the mercy of the Heav'ns "Tofet her madnefs on fuch Crucley ~ This ftirs me more than all my {ufferings And with my laft breath I muft call you Tyrants. Hem. W hat mean you, Sir . Oed: Socafta! lo, 1come 1db o W bair difllwe!'d; ,O Lajus, Labdacus, and all you Spmt . Of the Cadmean Race, prepare to meet me ; o S m o g t o a ' n r i e w "A " Extend your Arms t" embrace me; foricome ‘May all the Gods too from their Battlement Behold and wonder ata Mortals daring And, when I knock the Goal of dreadful death Shout and applaud me with a clap of Thunder " Once more, thus wing'd by horrid Fate, I com Swaft asa falling Meteor; lo, I flye And thus go. downwards, to the darker Sky sce-qneal Hmor O Prophet s abiet he God f s (ands g foul; LT hunder. He flings himfelf from the I/deom The Thebans gather about h;s Bod Oedipus is now no more a f D e d f m t o c f | . O curs'd E Tr, Ceafe your Complaints, and bear his body beflc ~ The dreadful fight will daunt the. arooping Thebans ~ Whom Heav'n: decrees to raife with Peace and Glor ‘Yet by thefe terrible Examples warn'd . The facred Fury thus Alarims the World Let none, tho' ne're fo Virtuous, Great, and Highy Be ;udg'd entnrely ble[t before they Dye q"g%' Bfldfgw EDT L U |