Prometheus Bound.
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Hephæstos.
A sight thou seest, grievous to the eye.
Strength.
I see him meeting with his own deserts: 70
But come, around his sides the girdings cast.
Hephæstos.
Do it I must; urge me not over-much.
Strength.
Urge thee I will; ay, hound thee to the work;
Get thee below; forceful enring his legs.
Hephæstos.
There, finished is the work, nor great the toil.
Strength.
Now the bored fetters strike right lustily;
For stern the overlooker of these works.
Hephæstos.
Like to thy shape the utterance of thy tongue.
Strength.
Be thou soft-hearted but upbraid not me,
For stubborn will and ruggedness of heart. 80
Hephæstos.
Let us begone; his limbs are iron-meshed.
