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PROMETHEUS BOUND
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Hephaestus

Ruthless as ever, brutal to the full!


Strength

Tears can avail him nothing: strive not thou,
Nor waste thine efforts thus unaidingly.


Hephaestus

Out on my cursèd mastery of steel!


Strength

Why curse it thus? In sooth that craft of thine
Standeth assoiled of all that here is wrought.


Hephaestus

Would that some other were endowed therewith!


Strength

All hath its burden, save the rule of Heaven,
And freedom is for Zeus, and Zeus alone.


Hephaestus

I know it; I gainsay no word hereof.


Strength

Up, then, and hasten to do on his bonds,
Lest Zeus behold thee indolent of will!


Hephaestus

Ah well—behold the armlets ready now!