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PROMETHEUS BOUND
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Prometheus.

A load of toil and a light mind withal.


Oceanus.

Then give me leave to call that sickness mine.
Wise men accounted fools attain their ends.


Prometheus.

But how if I am galled by thine offence?


Oceanus.

There very palpably thou thrustest home.


Prometheus.

Beware lest thou through pity come to broils.


Oceanus.

With one established in Omnipotence?


Prometheus.

Of him take heed lest thou find heaviness.


Oceanus.

I am schooled by thy calamity, Prometheus!


Prometheus.

Pack then! And, prithee, do not change thy mind!


Oceanus.

Thou criest 'On' to one in haste to go.
For look, my dragon with impatient wings
Flaps at the broad, smooth road of level air.
Fain would he kneel him down in his own stall.

[Exit Oceanus.


Chorus (after alighting).

I mourn for thee, Prometheus, minished and brought low,
Watering- my virgin cheeks with these sad drops, that flow