Oedipus Song
Oedipus: The cresting road to Thebes I strode.
Two wounded feet my primal load.
My true father’s touch — a goad
This shepherd boy repulsed, there know’d.
Chorus of Angels: Unbound!
Oed.: The Sphinx’s tale once by me shorn,
The state ingratiated. My horn
The matrilineal sheath suborned.
Three future eclipsed stars were born.
Chor.: Unchecked!
Oed.: [...]
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