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From being dashed in shivers down to Hades.
And 'tis for this I am brought low by pain 260 (245)
Dreadful to bear and piteous to behold.
I, who took mortals in compassion, earned
No like compassion, but thus ruthlessly
Am tuned to obedience, a sight shaming Zeus.
Chorus.
With iron heart and made of stone were he, 265 (250)
Prometheus, who in wrath at these thy woes
Should bear no part with thee: and as for us
Who never should have sought to look on such,
Beholding we are pained unto the heart.
Prometheus.
If they who look be friends, then I seem piteous. 270 (254)
Chorus.
Farther than this thou surely didst not go?
Prometheus.
Yea, I stayed men from brooding on their death.
Chorus.
By finding them what cure for that disease?
