Oedipus. You mock me for that which made me great?
Tiresias. It was that fortune that undid you.
Oedipus. What do I care? For I delivered all this town.
Tiresias. Then I will go: boy, lead me out of this.
Oedipus. Yes, let him lead you. You take vexation with you.
Tiresias. I will go: but first I will do my errand. For frown though you may you cannot destroy me. The man for whom you look, the man you have been threatening in all the proclamations about the death of Laius, that man is here. He seems, so far as looks go, an alien; yet he shall be found a native Theban and shall nowise be glad of that fortune. A blind man, though now he has his sight; a beggar, though now he is most rich; he shall go forth feeling the ground before him with his stick; so you go in and think on that, and if you find I am in fault say that I have no skill in prophecy.
Chorus. The Delphian rock has spoken out, now must a wicked mind
Planner of things I dare not speak and of this bloody wrack,
