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Oh! do nothing of the kind, for I don’t wish to recover it.

What's that you say?

This fellow hugs his own misery.

If you were mad enough to cure me, and Zeus heard of it, he would overwhelm me with his anger.

And is he not doing this now by leaving you to grope your wandering way?

I don’t know; but I’m horribly afraid of him.

Indeed? Ah! you are the biggest poltroon of all the gods! Why, Zeus with his throne and his lightnings would not be worth an obolus if you recovered your sight, were it but for a few instants.

Impious man, don’t talk like that.

Fear nothing! I will prove to you that you are far more powerful and mightier than he.

I mightier than he?

Aye, by heaven! For instance, what is the origin of the power that Zeus wields over the other gods?