Thunder.
Chorus
Look! Look! Once again the piercing din is around us!
[1480]
Be merciful, divinity, be merciful, if you are bringing anything of gloom for the land which is our mother! May I find you well disposed, and may I not, because I have cared for a man accursed, somehow obtain a favor without profit!
[1485]
Lord Zeus, to you I cry!
Oedipus
Is the man near? Will he find me still alive, children, and master of my senses?
Antigone
And what is the pledge that you would like to have firm in your mind?
Oedipus
In return for his benefits,
[1490]
I would grant him the fulfillment of the favor that I promised.