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I go, but I will speak. Why should I fear

Thy frown? Thou ne'er canst ruin me. The word

Wherefore I came, is this: The man you seek

With threatening proclamation of the guilt

Of Laius' blood, that man is here to-day,

An alien sojourner supposed from far,

But by-and-by he shall be certified

A true-born Theban: nor will such event

Bring him great joy; for, blind from having sight

And beggared from high fortune, with a staff

In stranger lands he shall feel forth his way;

Shown living with the children of his loins,

Their brother and their sire, and to the womb

That bare him, husband-son, and, to his father,

Parricide and corrival. Now go in,

Ponder my words; and if thou find them false,

then say my power is naught in prophecy.