ISM. And therefore they would place thee near their land,
Where thou may’st have no power upon thyself.
OED. Say then, shall Theban dust o’ershadow me?
ISM. The blood of kindred cleaving to thy hand,
Father, forbids thee.
OED. Never, then, henceforth,
Shall they lay hold on me!
ISM. If that be true,
The brood of Cadmus shall have bale.
OED. What cause
Having appeared, will bring this doom to pass?
ISM. Thy wrath, when they are marshalled at thy tomb.
OED. From whom hast thou heard this?
ISM. Sworn messengers
Brought such report from Delphi’s holy shrine.
OED. Hath Phoebus so pronounced my destiny?