Prologos
Power
Hurry then to cast the fetters about him, so that the Father does not see you loitering.
Hephaestus
Well, there then! The bands are ready, as you may see.
Power
Cast them about his wrists and with might strike with your hammer; rivet him to the rocks.
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Hephaestus
There! The work is getting done and not improperly.
Power
Strike harder, clamp him tight, leave nothing loose; for he is wondrously clever at finding a way even out of desperate straits.
Hephaestus
This arm, at least, is fixed permanently.
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Power
Now rivet this one too and securely, so that he may learn, for all his cleverness, that he is a fool compared to Zeus.
Hephaestus
None but he could justly blame my work.
Power
Now drive the adamantine wedge’s stubborn edge straight
through his chest with your full force.
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Hephaestus
Alas, Prometheus, I groan for your sufferings.
Power
What! Shrinking again and groaning over the enemies of Zeus? Take care, so that the day does not come when you shall grieve for yourself.
Hephaestus
You see a spectacle grievous for eyes to behold.
Power
I see this man getting his deserts. Come, cast the girths about his sides.
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Hephaestus
I must do this; spare me your needless ordering.
Power
Indeed, I’ll order you, yes and more—I’ll hound you on. Get down below, and ring his legs by force.
Hephaestus
There now! The work’s done and without much labor.
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Power
Now hammer the piercing fetters with your full force; for the appraiser of our work is severe.
Hephaestus
The utterance of your tongue matches your looks.
Power
Be softhearted then,
