After reading “Oedipus the King” translated by David Grene. the quote that stood out to me from the story that exemplifies one of Aristotle’s criteria for great tragic theater comes from line 195 to line 200 it says, “our sorrows defy number all of ship’s timbers are rotten taking of thought is no spear for the driving away of the plague 0 You may see them one with another, like birds swift on the wing.” I picked this passage because it gave until a look inside to what seems to be hell on earth. Every day they wake up and go through the same thing over and over bit by bit their hope is being teared away as they realize this is their life and that’s it. They chorus contributes as the deeper you get into the story, they praise Zues and the War God Ares calling him the “Lord of Lighting” begging for help. It pierces through that they still have a slither of hope left.
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