Oedipus
My case stands thus; by my own flesh and blood
I was expelled my country, and can ne’er
Thither return again, a parricide.

Theseus
Why fetch thee home if thou must needs obey.

Theseus
What are they threatened by the oracle?

Oedipus
Destruction that awaits them in this land.

Theseus
What can beget ill blood ’twixt them and me?

Oedipus
Dear son of Aegeus, to the gods alone
Is given immunity from eld and death;
But nothing else escapes all-ruinous time. 
Earth’s might decays, the might of men decays,
Honor grows cold, dishonor flourishes,
There is no constancy ’twixt friend and friend,
Or city and city; be it soon or late,
Sweet turns to bitter, hate once more to love. 
If now ’tis sunshine betwixt Thebes and thee
And not a cloud, Time in his endless course
Gives birth to endless days and nights, wherein
The merest nothing shall suffice to cut
With serried spears your bonds of amity. 
Then shall my slumbering and buried corpse
In its cold grave drink their warm life-blood up,
If Zeus be Zeus and Phoebus still speak true. 
No more:  ’tis ill to tear aside the veil
Of mysteries; let me cease as I began: 
Enough if thou wilt keep thy plighted troth,
Then shall thou ne’er complain that Oedipus
Proved an unprofitable and thankless guest,
Except the gods themselves shall play me false.

Chorus
The man, my lord, has from the very first
Declared his power to offer to our land
These and like benefits.

Theseus
                         Who could reject
The proffered amity of such a friend? 
First, he can claim the hospitality
To which by mutual contract we stand pledged: 
Next, coming here, a suppliant to the gods,
He pays full tribute to the State and me;
His favors therefore never will I spurn,
But grant him the full rights of citizen;
And, if it suits the stranger here to bide,
I place him in your charge, or if he please
Rather to come with me—­choose, Oedipus,
Which of the two thou wilt.  Thy choice is mine.

Oedipus
Zeus, may the blessing fall on men like these!

Theseus
What dost thou then decide—­to come with me?

Oedipus
Yea, were it lawful—­but ’tis rather here—­

Theseus
What wouldst thou here?  I shall not thwart thy wish.

Oedipus
Here shall I vanquish those who cast me forth.

Theseus
Then were thy presence here a boon indeed.

Oedipus
Such shall it prove, if thou fulfill’st thy pledge.

Theseus
Fear not for me; I shall not play thee false.

Oedipus
No need to back thy promise with an oath.

Theseus
An oath would be no surer than my word.