Prometheus Bound
Aeschylus
Aeschylus, Volume 1. Smyth, Herbert Weir, translator. London; New York: William Heinemann; G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1922.
- Do you not know then, Prometheus, that
- words are the physicians of a disordered temper?
- If one softens the soul in season, and does not hasten to reduce its swelling rage by violence.
- What lurking mischief do you see when daring joins to zeal? Teach me this.
- Lost labor and thoughtless simplicity.
- Leave me to be affected by this, since it is most advantageous, when truly wise, to be deemed a fool.
- This fault will be seen to be my own.
- Clearly the manner of your speech orders me back home.
- So that you won’t win enmity for yourself by lamenting for me.
- In the eyes of the one who is newly seated on his omnipotent throne?
- Beware lest the time come when his heart is angered with you.
- Your plight, Prometheus, is my instructor.
- Go away, depart, keep your present purpose.