the son of Jocasta, Oedipus, the babe who was cast out from his home, marked by the golden clasps.  Neither ought that winged virgin the Sphinx, thou mountain monster, that grief to this land, to have come, with her most inharmonious lays; who formerly approaching our walls, bore in her four talons the descendants of Cadmus to the inaccessible light of heaven, whom the infernal Pluto sends against the Thebans; but other ill-fated discord among the children of Oedipus springs up in the palace and in the city.  For that which is not honorable, never can be honorable, as neither can children the unhallowed offspring of the mother, the pollution of the father.  But she came to a kindred bed.  Thou didst produce, O [Theban] land! thou didst produce formerly (as I heard the foreign report,[30] I heard it formerly at home), the race sprung from teeth from the fiery-crested dragon fed on beasts, the proudest honor of Thebes.  But to the nuptials of Harmonia the Gods came of old, and by the harp and by the lyre of Amphion uprose the walls of Thebes the tower of the double streams,[31] at the midst of the pass of Dirce, which waters the verdant plain before Ismenus.  And Io, our ancient mother, doomed to bear horns, brought forth a line of Theban kings.  But this city receiving ten thousand goods one in change for another, hath stood in the highest chaplets of war.

TIRESIAS (led by his daughter), MENOECEUS, CREON, CHORUS.

TIR.  Lead onward, my daughter, since thou art an eye to my blind steps, as the star to the mariners.  Placing my steps hither on this level plain, proceed lest we stumble; thy father is feeble; and preserve carefully in thy virgin hand my calculations which I took, having learned the auguries of the birds, sitting in the sacred seats where I fortell the future.  My child, Menoeceus, son of Creon, tell me, how far is the remainder of the journey through the city to thy father?  Since my knees are weary, and with difficulty I accomplish such a long journey.

CRE.  Be of good cheer; for thou hast steered thy foot, Tiresias, near to thy friends; but take hold of him, my son.  Since every chariot,[32] and the foot of the aged man is used to expect the assistance of another’s hand.

TIR.  Well:  I am present; but why didst thou call me with such haste, Creon?

CRE.  We have not as yet forgotten:  but recover thy strength, and collect thy breath, having thrown aside the fatigue occasioned by the journey.

TIR.  I am relaxed indeed[32a] with toil, brought hither from the Athenians the day before this.  For there also was a contest of the spear with Eumolpus, where I made the descendants of Cecrops splendid conquerors.  And I wear this golden chaplet, as thou seest, having received the first-fruits of the spoil of the enemy.

CRE.  Thy victorious garlands I make a happy omen.  For we, as thou well knowest, are tossing in a storm of war with the Greeks, and great is the hazard of Thebes.  The king Eteocles has therefore gone forth adorned with his armor already to battle with the Argives.  But to me has he sent that I might learn from you, by doing what we should be most likely to preserve the city.