STRENGTH
TO earth's remotest plain we now are come,
To Scythia’s confine, an untrodden waste.
Hephæstos! Thou the mandates must observe
Enjoin’d thee by thy sire; this miscreant
'Gainst lofty-beetling rocks to clasp in fetters
Of adamantine bonds, unbreakable.
For that the splendour of all-working fire,
Thy proper flower, he stole, and gave to mortals.
Such crime he to the gods must expiate;
So may he learn the sovereignty of Zeus
To bear, and cease from mortal-loving wont.
Prometheus Bound. Aeschylus. Anna Swanwick (Translator). London. 1886.
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