TIRESIAS.
Then are ye all misguided. As for me,
I tell not that which told would hurt us both.
OEDIPUS.
How! dost thou know and yet refuse to tell?
Wilt thou prove traitor and undo the State?
TIRESIAS.
I will not bring down woe on thee and me.
Press me no more; thy questioning is vain.
OEDIPUS.
O vilest of mankind, for thou would'st move
A stone to righteous wrath, wilt thou not speak
But still stand there unmoved and obdurate?
TIRESIAS.
Thou dost reprove my heart, yet near thine own
Is something that the censor wots not of.