Sophocles, Oedipus Tyrannus 
Oedipus: “You pray to the gods?  Let me grant your prayers.”
Tiresias: “So, you mock my blindness?  Let me tell you this.  You with your precious eyes, you’re blind to the corruption of your life, to the house you live in, those you live with-who are your parents?  Do you know?  All unknowing you are the scourge of your own flesh and blood, the dead below the earth and the living here above, and the double lash of your mother and your father’s curse will whip you from this land one day, their footfall treading you down in terror, darkness shrouding your eyes that now can see the light!” 
Chorus: “Pride breeds the tyrant violent pride, gorging, crammed to bursting with all that is overripe and rich with ruin…. Can such a man, so desperate, still boast he can save his life from the flashing bolts of god?”
Oedipus:“O god-all come true, all burst to light!  O light-now let me look my last on you!  I stand revealed at last-cursed in my birth, cursed in marriage, cursed in the lives I cut down with these hands!”
Oedipus: “You, you’ll see no more the pain I suffered, all the pain I caused!  Too long you looked on the ones you never should have seen, blind to the ones you longed to see, to know!  Blind from this hour on!  Blind in the darkness-blind!….What good were eyes to me?  Nothing I could see could bring me joy.”  




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