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“Then, bending over the bed of his cruel grandson, [the ghost of Laius] bares the gaping wound of his throat and drenches the sleeping man with a stream of gore. The king’s sleep was broken. He bolts upright and tears himself from the bed, full of horrors, and shakes off the ghostly blood…” — Thebaid
Then, bending over the bed of his cruel grandson, [the ghost of Laius] bares the gaping wound of his throat and drenches the sleeping man with a stream of gore. The king’s sleep was broken. He bolts upright and tears himself from the bed, full of horrors, and shakes off the ghostly blood…