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CHORUS.
Strophe II.
Who is among the gods so stern at heart
As to be glad o'er thee?
Who does not rather in thy wrath bear part 180 (167)
For the ill in which thou art,
Save only Zeus? And truly he,
Revengeful always, sets his stedfast will
And keeps the sons of heaven enthralled,
And will not slack until his heart be palled, 185 (171)
Or else until
By some device another reave away
His hardly to be conquered sway.
Prometheus.
Yet of me, though wrung in these stubborn bonds,
Shall the lord of gods have need one day, 190 (176)
To show the new plot which shall strip from him
Sceptre and pride. Then not honied spell
Of words, shall entice me, nor rugged threats
Prevail to have me make known those things
Till he set me free from these barbarous chains 195 (183)
And be fain to atone with a penalty
For the outrages done on me.
