Epitaph for Jocasta

Who was Jocasta, o Queen of Thebes? So Hast lived she, Image of beauty. The intelligence of the gods, The best of our lives Reasonable, to see Through the false prophet’s lies. O, but how grave for her To have lived in a tragedy Where the soothsayers are true Their predictions, not fallacy May the gods, in her death Shine on her, more than life For the gods doth conspired Against Laius’ and Oedipus’ wife.