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ANTIGONE Yes, saved By Theseus and his gallant followers. OEDIPUS Come to your father's arms, O let me feel A child's embrace I never hoped for more. ANTIGONE Thou askest what is doubly sweet to give. OEDIPUS Where are ye then? ANTIGONE We come together both. OEDIPUS My precious nurslings! ANTIGONE Fathers aye were fond. OEDIPUS Props of my age! ANTIGONE So sorrow sorrow props. OEDIPUS I have my darlings, and if death should come, Death were not wholly bitter with you near. Cling to me, press me close on either side, There rest ye from your dreary wayfaring. Now tell me of your ventures, but in brief; Brief speech suffices for young maids like you. ANTIGONE Here is our savior; thou should'st hear the tale From his own lips; so shall my part be brief. OEDIPUS I pray thee do not wonder if the sight Of children, given o'er for lost, has made |