alike. I am not subject to you, but to Loxias; and therefore I shall never be Creon’s subject. And I tell you, since you have taunted me with blindness, that though you have your sight, you cannot see in what misery you stand, nor where you are living, nor with whom, unknowing what you do—for you do not know the stock you come of—you have been your own kin’s enemy be they living or be they dead. And one day a mother’s curse and father’s curse alike shall drive you from this land in dreadful haste with darkness upon those eyes. Therefore, heap your scorn on Creon and on my message if you have a mind to; for no one of living men shall be crushed as you shall be crushed.
Oedipus. Begone this instant! Away, away! Get thee from these doors!
Tiresias. I had never come but that you sent for me.
Oedipus. I did not know you were mad.
Tiresias. I may seem mad to you, but your parents thought me sane.
Oedipus. My parents! Stop! Who was my father?
Tiresias. This day shall you know your birth; and it will ruin you.
Oedipus. What dark words you always speak!
Tiresias. But are you not most skilful in the unravelling of dark words?
