Oedipus Tyrannus

Sophocles

Sophocles the plays and fragments, Part 1: The Oedipus Tyrannus. Jebb, Richard Claverhouse, Sir, translator. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1887.

  1. Who is the unearthly foe who, with a leap of more than mortal range has made your ill-starred life his prey? Alas, alas, you hapless man! I cannot even look on you, though there is much I desire to ask, much I desire to learn,
  2. much that draws my wistful gaze: with such a shuddering do you fill me!
Oedipus
  1. Woe is me! Alas, alas, wretched that I am! Where, where am I carried in my misery?
  2. How is my voice swept abroad on the wings of the air? Oh, my fate, how far you have sprung!