The fate of stoning. Things outdoors are still
The man's to look to: let not woman counsel.
Stay thou within, and do no mischief more.
Hear'st thou, or no? or speak I to the deaf?
Strophe I
Chor. Dear son of Œdipus,
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I shuddered as I heard the din, the din
Of many a chariot's noise,
When on the axles creaked the whirling wheels,