Aeschylus' PROMETHEUS BOUND Complete

Translated by G. M. Cookson.

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Chorus: He hath a heart
Of iron, hewn out of unfeeling rock
Is he, Prometheus, whom thy sufferings
Rouse not to wrath. Would I had ne'er beheld them,
For verily the sight hath wrung my heart.

Prometheus: Yea, to my friends a woeful sight am I.

Chorus: Hast not more boldly in aught else transgressed?

Prometheus: I took from man expectancy of death.

Chorus: What medicine found'st thou for this malady?

Prometheus: I planted blind hope in the heart of him.

Chorus: A mighty boon thou gavest there to man.

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