Where are the corpses of Eteocles, and of Polyneices?AntigoneHere they both lie, stretched out side by side.OedipusLay my blind hand upon their poor faces.AntigoneThere, touch the dead, your children.OedipusO dear fallen sons, sad offspring of a sad father!AntigoneO my brother Polyneices, name most dear to me!OedipusNow the oracle of Loxias is being fulfilled, my child.AntigoneWhat oracle? Do you have further woes to tell?OedipusThat I should die in Athens after a life of wandering.AntigoneWhere? What fenced town in Attica will take you in?OedipusHallowed Colonus, home of the god of horses. Come then, attend on your blind father, since you are eager to share his exile.

AntigoneGo to unhappy exile; stretch forth your dear hand, my old father, taking me to guide you, like a breeze that guides the ships.OedipusSee, I am advancing; be my guide, my poor child.AntigoneI am, I am! The saddest maiden of all in Thebes.OedipusWhere am I placing my aged step? Bring my staff, child.AntigoneThis way, this way, come to me, place your steps here, like a dream in your strength.OedipusOh, oh, driving the old man in most wretched flight from the country!Oh, oh! the terrible sorrows I have endured!AntigoneWhy do you speak of enduring? Justice does not see the wicked, and does not requite follies.OedipusI am the one who came into high songs of victory,