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PROMETHEUS BOUND
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Chorus

Say, didst thou push transgression further still?


Prometheus

Ay, man thro' me ceased to foreknow his death.


Chorus

What cure couldst thou discover for this curse?


Prometheus

Blind hopes I sent to nestle in man's heart.


Chorus

This was a goodly gift thou gavest them.


Prometheus

Yet more I gave them, even the boon of fire.


Chorus

What? radiant fire, to things ephemeral?


Prometheus

Yea—many an art too shall they learn thereby!


Chorus

Then, upon imputation of such guilt,
Doth Zeus without surcease torment thee thus?
Is there no limit to thy course of pain?


Prometheus

None, till his own will shall decree an end.