Perish the man, whoever he was, who freed me in the past years from the cruel shackle on my feet—a thankless deed! Had I died then,I would not have been so sore a grief to my friends and to my own soul.ChorusI too would have had it thus.OedipusIn this way I would not have come to shed my father’s blood, or been known among men as the husband of the woman from whom I was born.