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Chorus

Unfold the whole story and tell us upon what charge Zeus has caught you and painfully punishes you with such dishonor. Instruct us, unless, indeed, there is some harm in telling.

Prometheus

It is painful to me to tell the tale,

painful to keep it silent. My case is unfortunate every way.
  When first the heavenly powers were moved to wrath, and mutual dissension was stirred up among them—some bent on casting Cronus from his seat so Zeus, in truth, might reign; others, eager for

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the contrary end, that Zeus might never win mastery over the gods—it was then that I, although advising them for the best, was unable to persuade the Titans, children of Heaven and Earth; but they, disdaining counsels of craft, in the pride of their strength

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thought to gain the mastery without a struggle and by force. Often my mother Themis, or Earth (though one form, she had many names), had foretold to me the way in which the future was fated to come to pass. That it was not by brute strength nor through violence,

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but by guile that those who should gain the upper hand were destined to prevail. And though I argued all this to them, they did not pay any attention to my words. With all that before me, it seemed best that, joining with my mother, I should place myself,

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a welcome volunteer, on the side of Zeus; and it is by reason of my counsel that the cavernous gloom of Tartarus now hides ancient Cronus and his allies within it. Thus I helped the tyrant of the gods

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and with this foul payment he has responded; for it is a disease that is somehow inherent in tyranny to have no faith in friends.
  However, you ask why he torments me, and this I will now make clear.

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As soon as he had seated himself upon his father’s throne, he immediately assigned to the deities their several privileges and apportioned to them their proper powers. But of wretched mortals he took no notice, desiring to bring

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the whole race to an end and create a new one in its place. Against this purpose none dared make stand except me— I only had the courage; I saved mortals so that they did not descend, blasted utterly, to the house of Hades. This is why I am bent by such grievous tortures,

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painful to suffer, piteous to behold. I who gave mortals first place in my pity, I am deemed unworthy to win this pity for myself, but am in this way mercilessly disciplined, a spectacle that shames the glory of Zeus.

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Chorus

Iron-hearted and made of stone, Prometheus,

is he who feels no compassion at your miseries. For myself, I would not have desired to see them; and now that I see them, I am pained in my heart.

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Prometheus

Yes, to my friends indeed I am a spectacle of pity.

Chorus

Did you perhaps transgress even somewhat beyond this offence?

Prometheus

Yes, I caused mortals to cease foreseeing their doom. ¹

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Chorus

Of what sort was the cure that you found for this affliction?

Prometheus

I caused blind hopes to dwell within their breasts.

Chorus

A great benefit was this you gave to mortals.

Prometheus

In addition, I gave them fire.

Chorus

What! Do creatures of a day now have flame-eyed fire?

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Prometheus

Yes, and from it they shall learn many arts.

Chorus

Then it was on a charge like this that Zeus—

Prometheus

Torments me and in no way gives me respite from pain.

Chorus

And is there no end assigned to your ordeal?

Prometheus

No, none except when it seems good to him.

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Chorus

But how will it seem good to him? What hope is there? Do you not see that you have wronged? And yet it is not pleasant for me to talk about how you have wronged, and for you it is pain. So, let us quit this theme; and may you seek some release from your ordeal.

Prometheus

It is easy for him who keeps his foot free from harm to counsel and admonish him who is in misery. I have known this all the while. Of my own will, yes, of my own will I erred—I will not deny it. By helping mortals I found suffering for myself;

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nevertheless I did not think I would be punished in this way—wasting away upon cliffs in mid-air, my portion this desolate and dreary crag. And now, bewail no more my present woes; alight on the ground and listen to my

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oncoming fortunes so that you may be told them from end to end. Consent, I beg you, oh consent. Take part in the trouble of him who is now in sore distress. In truth, affliction wanders impartially abroad and alights upon all in turn.

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Chorus

Not to unwilling ears have you made this appeal,

Prometheus. And so now with light foot I will quit my swift-speeding seat and the pure air, the pathway of birds and draw near to this rugged ground; for I want to hear

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the whole story of your sorrows.

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Oceanus

I have come to the end of a long journey in my passage to you, Prometheus, guiding by my own will, without a bridle, this swift-winged bird.

For your fate, you may be sure, I feel compassion. Kinship, I think, constrains me to this; and, apart from blood ties, there is none to whom I should pay greater respect than to you.

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You shall know this for simple truth and that it is not in me to utter vain and empty words; come, tell me; what aid can I render you? For you shall never say that you have a friend more loyal than Oceanus.

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Prometheus

Ha! What have we here? So then you too have come to stare upon my sufferings? How did you summon courage to quit the stream that bears your name and the rock-roofed caves you yourself have made and come to this land, the mother of iron? Is it that you have come

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to gaze upon my state and join your grief to my distress? Look upon me here—a spectacle, the friend of Zeus, who helped him to establish his sovereign power, by what anguish I am bent by him!

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Oceanus

I see, Prometheus; and I want to give you

the best advice, although you yourself are wily. Learn to know yourself and adapt yourself to new ways; for new also is the ruler among the gods. If you hurl forth words so harsh and of such whetted edge, perhaps Zeus may hear you,

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though throned far off, high in the heavens, and then your present multitude of sorrows shall seem but childish sport. Oh wretched sufferer! Put away your wrathful mood and try to find release from these miseries. Perhaps this advice may seem to you old and dull;

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but your plight, Prometheus, is only the wages of too boastful speech. You still have not learned humility, nor do you bend before misfortune, but would rather add even more miseries to those you have. Therefore take me as your teacher

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and do not add insult to injury, seeing that a harsh monarch now rules who is accountable to no one. So now I will depart and see whether I can release you from these sufferings. And may you hold your peace and be not too blustering of speech.

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Or, can it be that for all your exceeding wisdom, you do not know that chastisement is inflicted on a wagging tongue?

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Prometheus

I envy you because you have escaped blame for having dared to share with me in my troubles. ² So now leave me alone and let it not concern you.

Do what you want, you cannot persuade him; for he is not easy to persuade. Beware that you do not do yourself harm by the mission you take.

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Oceanus

In truth, you are far better able to admonish others than yourself. It is by fact, not by hearsay, that I judge.

So do not hold back one who is eager to go. For I am confident, yes, confident, that Zeus will grant me this favor, to free you from your sufferings.

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Prometheus

I thank you for all this and shall never cease to thank you; in zeal you lack nothing, but do not trouble yourself; for your trouble will be vain and

not helpful to me—if indeed you want to take the pain. No, keep quiet and keep yourself clear of harm. For even if I am in sore plight, I would not wish affliction on everyone else. No, certainly, no! since, besides, I am distressed by the fate

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of my brother Atlas, who, towards the west, stands bearing on his shoulders the pillar of heaven and earth, a burden not easy for his arms to grasp. Pity moved me, too, at the sight of the earth-born dweller of the Cilician caves curbed by violence, that destructive monster

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of a hundred heads, impetuous Typhon. He withstood all the gods, hissing out terror with horrid jaws, while from his eyes lightened a hideous glare, as though he would storm by force the sovereignty of Zeus.

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But the unsleeping bolt of Zeus came upon him, the swooping lightning brand with breath of flame, which struck him, frightened, from his loud-mouthed boasts; then, stricken to the very heart, he was burnt to ashes and his strength blasted from him by the lightning bolt.

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And now, a helpless and a sprawling bulk, he lies hard by the narrows of the sea, pressed down beneath the roots of Aetna ; while on the topmost summit Hephaestus sits and hammers the molten ore. There, one day, shall burst forth

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rivers of fire, ³ with savage jaws devouring the level fields of Sicily , land of fair fruit—such boiling rage shall Typho, although charred by the blazing lightning of Zeus, send spouting forth with hot jets of appalling, fire-breathing surge.

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But you are not inexperienced, and do not need me to teach you. Save yourself, as you know best; while I exhaust my present lot until the time comes when the mind of Zeus shall abandon its wrath.

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Oceanus

Do you not know then, Prometheus, that

words are the physicians of a disordered temper?

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Prometheus

If one softens the soul in season, and does not hasten to reduce its swelling rage by violence.

Oceanus

What lurking mischief do you see when daring joins to zeal? Teach me this.

Prometheus

Lost labor and thoughtless simplicity.

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Oceanus

Leave me to be affected by this, since it is most advantageous, when truly wise, to be deemed a fool.

Prometheus

This fault will be seen to be my own.

Oceanus

Clearly the manner of your speech orders me back home.

Prometheus

So that you won’t win enmity for yourself by lamenting for me.

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Oceanus

In the eyes of the one who is newly seated on his omnipotent throne?

Prometheus

Beware lest the time come when his heart is angered with you.

Oceanus

Your plight, Prometheus, is my instructor.

Prometheus

Go away, depart, keep your present purpose.

Oceanus

Your urging meets my eagerness; for my four-footed winged beast fans with his wings the smooth pathway of the air; and truly he will be glad to rest his knees in his stall at home. Exit

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PROMETHEUS

Aye, in very deed I am a piteous object for friends to behold.

CHORUS

And didst thou chance to advance even beyond this?

PROMETHEUS

Yes! I prevented mortals from foreseeing their doom.

CHORUS

By finding what remedy for this malady?

PROMETHEUS

I caused blind hopes to dwell within them.

CHORUS

In this thou gavest a mighty benefit to mortals.

PROMETHEUS

Over and above these boons, however, I imparted fire to them.

CHORUS

And do the creatures of a day now possess bright fire?

PROMETHEUS

Yes—from which they will moreover learn thoroughly many arts.

CHORUS

Is it indeed on charges such as these that Jupiter is both visiting thee with indignities, and in no wise grants thee a respite from thy pains? And is no period to thy toils set before thee?

PROMETHEUS

None other assuredly, but when it may please him.

CHORUS

And how shall it be his good pleasure? What hope is there? Seest thou not that thou didst err? but how thou didst err, I cannot relate with pleasure, and it would be a pain to you. But let us leave these points, and search thou for some escape from thine agony.

PROMETHEUS

LE CORYPHÉE

Quoi ! le feu flamboyant est aujourd'hui aux mains des éphémères ?

PROMÉTHÉE

Et de lui ils apprendront des arts sans nombre.

LE CORYPHÉE

Ce sont là les griefs pour lesquels Zeus...

PROMÉTHÉE

M'inflige cet opprobre, sans laisser de relâche à mes maux !

LE CORYPHÉE

Et nul terme n'est proposé à ton épreuve ?

PROMÉTHÉE

Nul autre que son bon plaisir.

LE CORYPHÉE

Et ce bon plaisir, d'où naîtrait-il ? Comment l'espérer ? Ne vois-tu pas que tu as fait erreur ?
Où fut l'erreur ? je n'aurais point plaisir à te le dire et tu aurais peine à l'entendre. Laissons cela, et cherche comment tu te peux libérer de l'épreuve.

PROMÉTHÉE

Il est aisé à qui n'a pas le pied en pleine misère de conseiller, de tancer le malheureux ! Mais tout
cela, moi, je le savais ; voulue, voulue a été mon erreur — je ne veux point contester le mot. Pour porter aide aux hommes, j'ai été moi-même chercher des souffrances. Je ne pensais pas pourtant que de pareilles peines me devraient dessécher à jamais sur des cimes rocheuses et que j'aurais
pour lot ce pic désert et solitaire. Aussi, sans vous lamenter sur mes

PROMETHEUS.

It is a ſight that ſtrikes my friends with pity.

CHORUS.

But had th' offence no further aggravation?

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PROMETHEUS.

I hid from men the foreſight of their fate.

CHORUS.

What cou'dſt thou find to remedy that ill?

PROMETHEUS.

I ſent blind Hope t'inhabit in their hearts.

CHORUS.

A bleſſing haſt thou given to mortal man.

PROMETHEUS.

Nay more, with generous zeal I gave them Fire.

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CHORUS.

Do mortals now enjoy the blazing gift?

PROMETHEUS.

And by it ſhall give birth to various arts.

CHORUS.

For ſuch offences doth the wrath of Jove

Thus puniſh thee, relaxing nought of pain?

And is no bound preſcrib'd to thy affliction ?

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PROMETHEUS.

None else, but when his own will ſhall incline him.

CHORUS.

Who ſhall incline his will? Haſt thou no hope?

Doſt thou not ſee that thou hast much offended?

But to point out th' offence to me were painful,

And might ſound harſh to thee: forbear we then;

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Bethink thee how thy ills may find an end.

PROMETHEUS.

Pro.

Et tamen aspectu sum ipse amicis miserabilis.

Cho.

Num his longius progressus es?

Pro.

Mortales effeci, ne viderent mortem.

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Cho.

Quale inveniens remedium morbis?

Pro.

Spem cæcam in ipsis collocavi.

Cho.

Magnum hoc adiumentu dedisti mortalibus.

Pro.

Illis ipsis ignem ipse præbui.

Cho.

Et nunc flammante ignem habent homines.

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Pro.

A' quo ipsi discent multas artes.

Cho.

Talibus de causis igitur Iupiter te

Iniuria afficit, & nequaquam mala relaxat?

Neq; est ærumnarum finis tibi repositus?

Pro.

Nullus alius, nisi quando illi visum fuerit.

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Cho.

Quomodo videbitur? quæ spes? num vides,

Peccasti: sic verò, ut non mihi dicere

Cum voluptate, tibi verò dolor. sed haec

Sinamus, ærumnarum quære solutionem aliquam.

Pro.

Prometheus

Yea truly, kindly eyes must pity me!

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.

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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,

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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.

Chorus

And how shall he decree it? say, what hope?

Seëst thou not thy sin? yet of that sin

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It irks me sore to speak, as thee to hear.

Nay, no more words hereof; bethink thee now,

From this ordeal how to find release.

Prometheus

Prometheus.

Ja wohl zerreißt den Freunden mein Anblick das Herz.

Die Chorführerin.

Du gingest doch nicht weiter, als du mir erzählt?

Prometheus.

Den Menschen wehrt' ich, ihr Geschick vorauszuseh'n.

Die Chorführerin.

Und welch ein Mittel fandest du für diese Noth?

Prometheus.

Die blinde Hoffnung pflanzt' ich ein in ihre Brust.

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Die Chorführerin.

Wohl großen Segen schenktest du den Menschen da.

Prometheus.

Zu diesem gab ich ihnen auch das Feuer noch -

Die Chorführerin.

So hat des Feuers Flamme nun das Tagsgeschlecht?

Prometheus.

Wodurch es tausendfache Kunst erlernen wird.

Die Chorführerin.

Für solche Frevel also straft dich Kronos' Sohn -

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Prometheus.

Mit Schmach und Qualen, und erlöst mich nimmerdar.

Die Chorführerin.

Und steht ein Ziel des Leides dir niemals bevor?

Prometheus.

Kein andres, keines, außer wenn es ihm gefällt.

Die Chorführerin.

Wenn's ihm gefällt? Was hoffst du? Sieht dein Auge nicht,

Du fehltest? Wie du fehltest, das zu sagen, ist

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Mir keine Lust, dir Kummer. Also schweigen wir

Darüber; Lösung suche nur aus deiner Qual!

Prometheus.