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    Prometheus Bound
    Prometheus Bound
    Prometheus Bound
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    Prometheus Bound

    By Aeschylus

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    Prometheus Bound by Aeschylus is an Ancient Greek tragedy traditionally attributed to Aeschylus and thought to have been composed sometime between 479 BC and the terminus ante quem of 424 BC. The tragedy is based on the myth of Prometheus, a Titan who defies Zeus, and protects and gives fire to mankind, for which he is subjected to the wrath of Zeu
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    PublisherMemorable Classics Books
    Release dateSep 7, 2023
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    Aeschylus

    Aeschylus (c.525-455 B.C) was an ancient Greek playwright and solider. Scholars’ knowledge of the tragedy genre begins with Aeschylus’ work, and because of this, he is dubbed the “father of tragedy”. Aeschylus claimed his inspiration to become a writer stemmed from a dream he had in which the god Dionysus encouraged him to write a play. While it is estimated that he wrote just under one hundred plays, only seven of Aeschylus’ work was able to be recovered.

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      Prometheus Bound - Aeschylus

      Prometheus Bound

      ARGUMENT

      In the beginning, Ouranos and Gaia held sway over Heaven and Earth. And manifold children were born unto them, of whom were Cronos, and Okeanos, and the Titans, and the Giants. But Cronos cast down his father Ouranos, and ruled in his stead, until Zeus his son cast him down in his turn, and became King of Gods and men. Then were the Titans divided, for some had good will unto Cronos, and others unto Zeus; until Prometheus, son of the Titan lapetos, by wise counsel, gave the victory to Zeus. But Zeus held the race of mortal men in scorn, and was fain to destroy them from the face of the earth; yet Prometheus loved them, and gave secretly to them the gift of fire, and arts whereby they could prosper upon the earth. Then was Zeus sorely angered with Prometheus, and bound him upon a mountain, and afterward overwhelmed him in an earthquake, and devised other torments against him for many ages; yet could he not slay Prometheus, for he was a God.

      DRAMATIS PERSONAE

      STRENGTH AND FORCE.

      HEPHAESTUS.

      PROMETHEUS.

      CHORUS OF SEA-NYMPHS.

      DAUGHTERS OF OCEANUS.

      OCEANUS.

      IO.

      HERMES.

      Scene—A rocky ravine in the mountains of Scythia.

      STRENGTH.

      Lo, the earth’s bound and limitary land,

      The Scythian steppe, the waste untrod of men!

      Look to it now, Hephaestus—thine it is,

      Thy Sire obeying, this arch-thief to clench

      Against the steep-down precipice of rock,

      With stubborn links of adamantine chain.

      Look thou: thy flower, the gleaming plastic fire,

      He stole and lent to mortal man—a sin

      That gods immortal make him rue to-day,

      Lessoned hereby to own th’ omnipotence

      Of Zeus, and to repent his love to man!

      HEPHAESTUS.

      O Strength and Force, for you the best of Zeus

      Stands all achieved, and nothing bars your will:

      But I—I dare not bind to storm-vext cleft

      One of our race, immortal as are we.

      Yet, none the less, necessity constrains,

      For Zeus, defied, is heavy in revenge!

      (To PROMETHEUS)

      O deep-devising child of Themis sage,

      Small will have I to do, or thou to bear,

      What yet we must. Beyond the haunt of man

      Unto this rock, with fetters grimly forged,

      I must transfix and shackle up thy limbs,

      Where thou shalt mark no voice nor human form,

      But, parching in the glow and glare of sun,

      Thy body’s flower shall suffer a sky-change;

      And gladly wilt thou hail the hour when Night

      Shall in her starry robe invest the day,

      Or when the Sun shall melt the morning rime.

      But, day or night, for ever shall the load

      Of wasting agony, that may not pass,

      Wear thee away; for know, the womb of Time

      Hath not conceived a power to set thee free.

      Such meed thou hast, for love toward mankind

      For thou, a god defying wrath of gods,

      Beyond the ordinance didst champion men,

      And for reward shalt keep

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