pleafing to the fight. Is not the comparison equally juft and beautiful? Mr. de la Faye, I own, has confuted la Motte in a much better manner than myself; he followed the example of the philofopher, who anfwered the fophift, that denied there was any fuch thing as motion, only by walking before him. Mr. de la Motte denies the harmony of verses; Mr. de la Faye fends him fome verfes full of harmony: this alone should teach me alfo to put an end to my profe. VOL. I. C DRAMATIS OEDIPUS, King of Thebes. JOCASTA, Queen of Thebes. PHILOCTETES, Prince of Eubæa. HIGH-PRIEST. ARASPES, Confident of Oedipus. EGINA, Confidente of Jocafta. DIMAS, Friend of Phlioctetes. PHORBAS, an old Man of Thebes. CHORUS of THEBANS. SCENE THEBES. OEDIPUS. OEDIPUS. A TRAGEDY. A C T I. SCENE I. PHILOCTETES, DIMAS. DIMAS. S it my friend, my Philoctetes? Whence And wherefore com'ft thou to diflemper'd Thebes In fearch of death, to brave the wrath of heav'n? For, know, the gods on this devoted land Wreak their full vengeance: mortals dare not tread The guilty foil, to death and horror long Confign'd, and from the living world cut off: Away; be gone. PHILOCTETES. It fuits a wretch like me: Leave me, my friend, to my unhappy fate; And only tell me, if the wrath divine Hath, in its rapid progrefs, fpar'd the queen. DIMAS. Jocafta lives; but round her throne ftill spreads PHILOCTETES. Ha! Laius dead! indeed! What sweet seducing hope awakes my foul? Jocafta! will the gods at length be kind? May May Philoctetes ftill be thine? But say, DIMAS. 'Tis four years fince For the last time towards Bæotia, led By fate, you came; fcarce had you bent your way By fome bafe hand. PHILOCTETES. Affaffinated, fay'st thou? DIMAS. This was the cause, the fource of all our ills, |