PROMETHEUS BOUND
"Coward" she less will loathe than "murderess."
And she shall be the mother of that house
Which shall be kings in Argos,—one had need
Of much discourse to utter all that matter, 870
But this receive: from seed of her shall spring
One very bold, who of his bow shall get
Great fame; and he it is, that from this durance
Shall set me free.
Such oracle my mother did unfold me,
She that hath been of old time, of the race
Of the Titans, Themis; but the how and where
'Twould need words many to set forth, and thou
By learning all that tale, would'st find no good.
Io
Welaway! welaway!
The old fit mounts in me, rending, the passion
Of madness: a prick no fire did fashion
Stabs me and urges. 880
My heart is tormented of terror to bound
As a wild thing within me; mine eyes wheel round;
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