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To thee, Prometheus, I complain,
And bring a Heart as full of Pain.

Prom. From Jupiter spring all our Woes,
Thetis is Jove's, who once was thine:
'Tis vain, O Peleus, to oppose
Thy Torturer———and mine.
Contented with Despair,
O wretched Man! resign
Whom you adore, or else prepare
For change of Torments, great as mine.
'Tis vain, O Peleus, to oppose
Thy Torturer and mine.
Pel. In change of Torment would be Ease;
Cou'd you divine what Lovers bear,
Even you, Prometheus, wou'd confess
There is no Vulture like Despair.

Prom. Cease, cruel Vulture, to devour.
Pel. Cease, cruel Thetis, to disdain.
THETIS enters.
The. Peleus, unjustly you complain.
Prom. Cease, cruel Vulture, to devour.
Pel. Cease, cruel Thetis, to disdain.
The. Peleus, unjustly you complain.
The Gods, alas! no Refuge find,
From Ills resistless Fates ordain:
I still am true———And wou'd be kind.

Pel.