PROMETHEUS BOUND
Lo, I have seen it and I dread,—
This maidenhood uncomforted
By love of husband, to and fro
Of Hera driven, and wasted in a maze of woe. 900
For me be equal the marriage plight,
I blench not. Never upon me light
Eye of some Mightier One
With passion hard to shun!—
Bad battle to brunt, with dearth of all
But utter dearth! What end should fall?
I see not any road
To elude the wiles of God.
PROMETHEUS
This holds unshaken: be the heart of Zeus
Never so hard, a day shall bring him low.
Such marriage hath he toward, that from his height
Most high shall hale him down, his throne shall know him
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