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Who is among the gods so stern at heart

As to be glad o'er thee?

Who does not rather in thy wrath bear part

For the ill in which thou art,

Save only Zeus? And truly he,

Revengeful always, sets his stedfast will

And keeps the sons of heaven enthralled,

And will not slack until his heart be palled,

Or else until

By some device another reave away

His hardly to be conquered sway.

Yet of me, though wrung in these stubborn bonds,

Shall the lord of gods have need one day,

To show the new plot which shall strip from him

Sceptre and pride. Then not honied spell

Of words, shall entice me, nor rugged threats

Prevail to have me make known those things

Till he set me free from these barbarous chains

And be fain to atone with a penalty

For the outrages done on me.