letra de john dryden - incantation to oedipus - gideon wagner
choose the darkest part o’ th’ grove
such as ghosts at noonday love
dig a trench, and dig it nigh
where the bones of laius lie;
altars raised, of turf or stone
will th’ infernal powers have none
answer me, if this be done?
’tis done
is the sacrifice made fit?
draw her backward to the pit:
draw the barren heifer back;
barren let her be, and black
cut the curl’d hair that grows
full betwixt her h-rns and brows:
and turn your faces from the sun
answer me, if this be done?
’tis done
pour in blood, and blood-like wine
to mother earth and proserpine:
mingle milk into the stream;
feast the ghosts that love the steam:
sn-tch a brand from funeral pile:
toss it in to make them boil;
and turn your faces from the sun
answer me, if this be done?
’tis done
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