PROMETHEUS BOUND
PROMETHEUS
Roundly, all the gods
I hold mine enemies, all that had of me
Good, and repay me evil wrongfully.
HERMES
Thy mind is very sick, mine ears acquaint me.
PROMETHEUS
Sick may I be, if to hate foes be sickness!
HERMES
Ha, in good health thou would'st no more be borne.
PROMETHEUS
Oh! oh!
HERMES
The lips of Zeus have never learnt that sound. 980
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