Oedipus: See how a heartless fate doth compass me!
But tell me how my father met his end.
Old Man: In gentle sleep he breathed his life away.
Oedipus: My sire is dead, and not by violence!
I call the gods to witness that to heaven
I now in piety may lift my hands,790
And fear no stain of impious slaughter more.
And yet a still more fearful fate remains.
Old Man: Thy father's kingdom will dispel thy fears.
Oedipus: My father's kingdom would I seek, but still