PROMETHEUS BOUND.
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For all my kindness, paid me back unkindness.
Her. I hear thee raging in a mighty madness.
Pro. If it be madness to abhor my foes,
May I be mad!
Her.If thou wert prosperous,
Thou wouldst not be endurable.
Pro. Alas!
Her. Jove knoweth not that word.
Pro. Maturing Time24
Teacheth all things.
Her.Yet thou hast learn'd no wisdom.
Pro. None—since I commune with a slave like thee.
Her. Of all our Sire demands, thou utt'rest nought.
Pro. In very sooth, I owe him gratitude!
Her. Thou tauntest me, as if I were a child.
Pro. No child thou art, but weaker than a child,
If thou expect to gather aught from me.
Nor is there chast'ning, nor device, whereby
Jove shall constrain me to reveal these things,
