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 Thou thief of fire—it is to thee I speak.

The father bids thee show what marriage this

Thou pratest of so bigly, and by whom

Himself shall be cast down from power. And see

Thou speak not darkly, but from point to point.

So now, Prometheus, give me not two journeys:

Thou seest such ways do nothing soften Zeus.

The speech, in sooth, is of portentous phrase

And prideful for a varlet to the gods.

Ye are new in a new rule, and yet ye think

To dwell in an untroubled citadel.

Have I not seen two tyrants driven thence?

And a third, even him now reigning, I shall view

Driven forth the quickest and the shamefullest.

Say, do I seem to thee to shake or cringe

Before these upstart gods? That's far from me;

Beyond all thinking. But thou, by the road

That brought thee here, take thyself back again,

For thou'lt learn nought of what thou questionest me.