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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0011.tlg002.perseus-eng2" xml:lang="eng"><div type="textpart" subtype="episode"><sp><l n="1062" resp="p">Indeed, I think I speak without mention of gain—where you
                            are concerned.</l></sp><sp><speaker>Creon</speaker><l n="1063" resp="p">Be certain that you will not trade in my will.</l></sp><milestone unit="card" n="1064"/><sp><speaker>Teiresias</speaker><l n="1064" resp="p">Then know, yes, know it well! You will not live through
                            many more </l><l n="1065" resp="p">courses of the sun’s swift chariot, before you will
                            give in return one sprung from your own loins, a corpse in requital for
                            corpses. For you have thrust below one of those of the upper air and
                            irreverently lodged a living soul in the grave, </l><l n="1070" resp="p">while you detain in this world that which belongs to
                            the infernal gods, a corpse unburied, unmourned, unholy. In the dead you
                            have no part, nor do the gods above, but in this you do them violence.
                            For these crimes the avenging destroyers, </l><l n="1075" resp="p">the Furies of Hades and of the gods, lie in ambush for
                            you, waiting to seize you in these same sufferings. And look closely if
                            I tell you this with a silvered palm. A time not long to be delayed will
                            reveal in your house wailing over men and over women. </l><l n="1080" resp="p">All the cities are stirred up in hostility, whose
                            mangled corpses the dogs, or the wild beasts or some winged bird buried,
                            carrying an unholy stench to the city that held each man’s hearth.
                            There, now, are arrows for your heart, since you provoke me, </l></sp></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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