Hereafter.

Hah! If still ye will not move

But, fearing for yourselves or some near friend,

Reject my charge, then hearken to what end

Ye drive me.—If in this place men there be

Who know and speak not, lo, I make decree

That, while in Thebes I bear the diadem,

No man shall greet, no man shall shelter them,

Nor give them water in their thirst, nor share

In sacrifice nor shrift nor dying prayer,

But thrust them from our doors, the thing they hide

Being this land's curse. Thus hath the God replied

This day to me from Delphi, and my sword

I draw thus for the dead and for God's word.

vv. 246-273  [Pg 15]And lastly for the murderer, be it one

vv. 246-273  [Pg 15]

Hiding alone or more in unison,

I speak on him this curse: even as his soul

Is foul within him let his days be foul,

And life unfriended grind him till he die.

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