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31	Sophocles	Plays of Sophocles: Oedipus the King; Oedipus at Colonus; Antigone			.txt	text/plain	37935	5297	98	Thy words are well timed; even as thou speakest Thou knowest, though thy blinded eyes see naught, Thank thy grey hairs that thou hast still to learn Then let me ask thee, didst thou wed my sister? Shouted "Thou art not true son of thy sire." My greetings to thee, stranger; thy fair words Dost thou not know thy fears are baseless all? Whether thou art to rest or go thy way. Against thy will no man shall drive thee hence. What news, Ismene, hast thou for thy father? And who hath told thee what thou tell'st me, child? Such shall it prove, if thou fulfill'st thy pledge. Thebes thy old foster-mother claims thee first. Oh no, I would not let thee if thou would'st. Let me greet thee where thou art, On all the woe thy sire and mother brought thee; Thou mean'st not, son, to rave against thy sire?	./cache/31.txt	./txt/31.txt