Classic Poem

OEDIPUS . Daughter, I must commend thy noble heart.
ANTIGONE . Father, I will never come in company
And you alone wander in wildernesse.
OED . O yes deare daughter, leave thou me alone
Amid my plagues: be mery while thou maist.
ANT . And who shall guide these aged feete of yours,
That banisht bene, in blinde necessitie?
OED . I will endure, as fatall lot me drives,
Resting these crooked sory sides of mine
Where so the heavens shall lend me harborough.
And in exchange of riche and stately toures,
The woodes, the wildernesse, the darkesome dennes
Shalbe the bowre of mine unhappy bones.
ANT . O father, now where is your glory gone?
OED . " One happy day did raise me to renoune,
One haplesse day hath throwne mine honor downe."
ANT . Yet will I beare a part of your mishappes.
OED . That sitteth not amid thy pleasant yeares.
ANT . " Deare father yes, let youth give place to age."
OED . Where is thy mother? let me touche hir face,
That with these hands I may yet feele the harme
That these blind eyes forbid me to beholde.
ANT . Here father, here hir corps, here put your hand.
OED . O wife, O mother, O both wofull names,
O wofull mother, and O wofull wyfe,
O woulde to God, alas, O woulde to God
Thou nere had bene my mother, nor my wyfe.