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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0020.tlg001.perseus-eng2" xml:lang="eng"><l n="530">that the glory of Heracles the
                              Theban-born might be yet greater than it was before over the plenteous
                              earth. This, then, he regarded, and honored his famous son; though he
                              was angry, he ceased from the wrath which he had before because
                              Prometheus matched himself in wit with the almighty son of
                                   Cronos.</l><l n="535">For when the gods
                              and mortal men had a dispute at Mecone, even then Prometheus was
                              forward to cut up a great ox and set portions before them, trying to
                              deceive the mind of Zeus. Before the rest he set flesh and inner parts
                              thick with fat upon the hide, covering them with an ox
                                   paunch;</l><l n="540">but for Zeus he put
                              the white bones dressed up with cunning art and covered with shining
                              fat. Then the father of men and of gods said to him: “Son of
                              Iapetus, most glorious of all lords, good sir, how unfairly you have
                              divided the portions!”
                    

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            </l><l n="545">So said Zeus whose wisdom is
                              everlasting, rebuking him. But wily Prometheus answered him, smiling
                              softly and not forgetting his cunning trick: “Zeus, most
                              glorious and greatest of the eternal gods, take which ever of these
                              portions your heart within you bids.”</l><l n="550">So he said, thinking trickery. But Zeus, whose
                              wisdom is everlasting, saw and failed not to perceive the trick, and
                              in his heart he thought mischief against mortal men which also was to
                              be fulfilled. With both hands he took up the white fat and was angry
                              at heart, and wrath came to his spirit</l><l n="555">when he saw the white ox-bones craftily tricked out: and
                              because of this the tribes of men upon earth burn white bones to the
                              deathless gods upon fragrant altars. But Zeus who drives the clouds
                              was greatly vexed and said to him: “Son of Iapetus, clever above
                                   all!</l><l n="560">So, sir, you have not
                              yet forgotten your cunning arts!” So spake Zeus in anger, whose
                              wisdom is everlasting; and from that time he was always mindful of the
                              trick, and would not give the power of unwearying fire to the
                                   Melian<note resp="Loeb" anchored="true">A Scholiast explains:
                                   “Either because they (men) sprang from the Melian
                                   nymphs (cp. 1. 187); or because, when they were born
                                   (?), they cast themselves under the ash-trees
                                        (<foreign xml:lang="grc">me/liai</foreign>), that
                                   is, the trees.” The reference may be to the origin of men
                                   from ash-trees: cp. Works and Days, 145 and note.</note>race of
                              mortal men who live on the earth.</l><l n="565">But the noble son of Iapetus outwitted him and stole the far-seen
                              gleam of unwearying fire in a hollow fennel stalk. And Zeus who
                              thunders on high was stung in spirit, and his dear heart was angered
                              when he saw amongst men the far-seen ray of fire.</l></div></body></text></TEI>
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