Creon. Creon. Thou reignest, giving equal reign to her? Oedipus. Oedipus. Always to her desire I minister. Creon. Creon. Were we not all as one, she thou and I? Oedipus. Oedipus. Yes, thou false friend! There lies thy treachery. Creon. Creon. Not so! Nay, do but follow me and scan Thine own charge close. Think'st thou that any man Would rather rule and be afraid than rule And sleep untroubled? Nay, where lives the fool— vv. 590-613 [Pg 34] I know them not nor am I one of them—
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