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Prometheus Bound.
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Hermes.

By what I hear, not slight thy madness is.


Prometheus.

Mad let me be, if to hate foes be madness.


Hermes.

Unbearable wert thou if prosperous. 1000


Prometheus.

Alas!


Hermes.

That word, I trow, Zeus knoweth not.


Prometheus.

Time as it waxeth old can all things teach.


Hermes.

But thou not yet hast sober wisdom learned.


Prometheus.

Else I with thee, a menial, had not talked.


Hermes.

It seems thou'lt answer nought the sire demands.


Prometheus.

Grace since I owe him, grace must I repay.


Hermes.

Thou floutest me as though a child I were!


Prometheus.

Art not a child, ay, simpler than a child,
If thou expectest aught to learn from me?