Monday, December 19, 2011

Art is by much Weaker than Necessity...

CHORUS: Shoot not beyond the mark in succouring man While thou thyself art comfortless: for Am of good hope that from these bonds escaped Thou shalt one day be mightier than Zeus.

PROMETHEUS: Fate, that brinks all things to an end, not thus, apportioneth my lot: ten thousand pangs must bow, ten thousand miseries afflict me ere from these bonds I freedom find, for Art is by much weaker than Necessity.
CHORUS: Who is the pilot of Necessity?

PROMETHEUS: The Fates triform, and the unforgetting Furies.

[Excerpts from Prometheus Bound by Aeschylus, ]

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