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\"Prometheus<\/a><\/p>\n

Prometheus Bound Aeschylus Translation by F L Light Rapid Traffic Press New York. The opinions expressed in this manuscript are solely the opinions of the author and do not represent the opinions or thoughts of the publisher. The author has represented and warranted full ownership and\/or legal right to publish all the materials in this book. Prometheus Bound: Translated by F L Light ISBN-13: 978-1477684016 ISBN-10: 1477684018 All Rights Reserved. Copyright \u00a9 2012 Frederick Lazarus Light, lightforth@gmail.com<\/p>\n

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After Zeus has learned that Prometheus stole his sovereign property, fire, and conveyed it to mankind, he orders Hephaistos, under the direction of Power and Force, to bind his adversary to an arduous crag of most difficult remoteness on the earth. As the Titan responds to this punishment, the reader is inspired with the fire of individual affirmation, devoted indomitably to life and liberty<\/p>\n

Prometheus Bound Audio Jack Nolan 15 minutes<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Persons
\nPower and Force
\nHephaistos
\nPrometheus
\nDaughters of Ocean
\nOcean
\nIo
\nHermes
\n*
\n1
\nEnter Power and Force, leading Prometheus in chains.
\nHephaistos comes with them.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: Upon the northernmost finalities
\nOf earth, in Scythia intraversable,
\nBy men untraced, of no man’s realm a tract,
\nOn this sequestered precipice recessed
\nAlone, we\u2019ve mounted, where, Hephaistos, be
\nThis duty yours, by dictates laid upon
\nYou by the Father: here his shackled lich set fast!
\nThis vaulting overreacher in revolt
\nWith fettered punishment now fasten here
\nIn this immense removedness on high,
\nLeaving him with adamantine tautness
\nReclusely manacled to rock. Your flower,
\nIn every art effectual, lucent fire,
\nHe reaved and to the mortals gave. This fact
\nTherefore by forfeit to the gods he must
\nAvow, in shackles schooled to suffer Zeus
\nAnd learn in painful awe what lordship is,
\nPhilanthropy disowning in effect.<\/div>\n
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Hephaistos: Force and Power, in the behest of Zeus
\nYou\u2019ve done your part, no longer stayed. But I
\nLack mettle, truly loath that ligatures
\nUpon a kindred deity must be laid
\nWith muscled rigor in this brumal rift
\nWhere winter reigns. But for all that I must
\nBegin, emboldened by necessity,
\nBy absolute exigencies; for who
\nMay lightly heed the word of Zeus without
\nReward? You, of ascendant prospects, son
\nOf right-proposing Themis, now I pierce,
\nAgainst your will and mine, with bronze constraints
\nOf indissoluble abuse, annealed the best,
\nYour members to this far recess, reserved
\nFrom men, where voice nor form shall human be.
\nBut under Helios, desiccated scathe
\n2
\nBeneath his arid glance you’ll bear and lose
\nThe bloom of youth. When Night behind her vestment of
\nThe stars shall veil this blaze, you’ll savor peace,
\nAnd when the sun on dawn-frost comes, the thaw
\nMay grateful prove. But everforth abide
\nIn vitiated weariness, effete at length,
\nFor not yet born your liberator is.
\nSuch mede you profit in, philanthropy
\nMaintaining. Not of Heaven terrified,
\nOlympian odium never daunted you,
\nA god among the gods. But honors out
\nOf measure to the mortal sort you sped.
\nSo this sore ledge you’ll suffer like a ward,
\nWhere insultation is insomnolent
\nForever, as you stand in sleepless rue,
\nNot left to bend your legs. With sacred cries,
\nYour liefest prayers, lamenting pain, will not
\nBe heeded. For the head of Zeus in zeal
\nIs hateful, hardest to his foes. And those
\nEmpowered lately fulsome power inflict.<\/div>\n
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Power: Why tarry here, affecting sympathy
\nIn vain? A god in basest odium deemed
\nNo friend, whom gods detest, wherefore not hate?
\nSince mortals gracing, mordant grief to you
\nHe meant, your prize betraying, all for men.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Heph: Kinship is numinous in creatures, like
\nDevout companionship not lightly deaded.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: Indeed. Yet to play deaf impossible
\nNo doubt when Zeus imposes on your will.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Heph: The hardiest cruelty never palls on you.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: No good will come, this god lamenting. Leave
\nThis vanity where nothing you’ll achieve.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Heph: How loathsome seems my liefest skill.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: Why loathe it? Lightly sure, these latest sores
\nAre not imputed to your sacred forge!<\/div>\n
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Heph: Yet for another would the work had been!
\n3<\/div>\n
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Power: Unless to rule the gods no labor is
\nAll grace, and none has liberty save Zeus.<\/div>\n
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Heph: I must avow it, in this work enforced.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: With shackles hasten or be stung by Zeus,
\nWho will observe you lagging in abuse.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Heph: The cuffs are here about me, for him bent.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: Cast pressure in the chain about his hands.
\nWith hammered concentration maul them in,
\nCompressive rivets bringing home in rocks.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Heph: The work proceeds, not missing in dispatch.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: Your starkest, sorest stroke! To fasten be
\nYour stress! Leave nothing loose by limb. He is
\nProdigious, legerly deliverance
\nSeeking, howbeit fixed in boulders fast.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Heph: This arm is bound, intractable in bonds.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: And stitch the other, tack it sure. He’ll learn,
\nThough for mechanic prudence most renowned,
\nWhat little prescience lights his brain compared to Zeus.<\/div>\n
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Heph: In censure of my crafty junctions, none
\nBut he due reprehension might impress.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: Now put this wedge’s pointed jaw within
\nHis breast, amain to breach it with a blow.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Heph: Remorse, Prometheus, I avow for thee.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: Again condolences aloud in dole!
\nAgain you dote on the Olympian’s foe.
\nErelong, you might, bethink you, mourn yourself.<\/div>\n
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Heph: The sight you mark upon your eyes should smart.<\/div>\n
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Power: I see him patient, duly pained, with dole
\nProportioned. Now his loins with girdles lap.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Heph: It must be done, but instantly your charge
\nIs overhard, on duty to enlarge.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: Behests be heard. I’ll bid you harder. Goads
\nShould bite. Now bending down, encompassment
\nAbout his legs begin, with links intent.<\/div>\n
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Heph: In present see the bronze is wrought, in fine
\nPerfected, without much mechanic pain.
\n4<\/div>\n
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Power: But with your sorest strength these rivets strike.
\nOur critic in this work is rigorous.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Heph: Your leer and tongue alike are loathable.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: Be then regardlessly not tough, but leave
\nTendentious constancy to me nor grudge
\nWhat moody dourness may be mine in Power.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Heph: Let’s go. The wrap about his limbs is wrought.
\nExit Hephaistos.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Power: Go profligate yourself forever here,
\nTo men, as evanescent as ephemeral,
\nThe prizes meant for gods conveying. Will
\nYour muscled dolors fall away by mortal hands?
\nYou were, Prometheus, by the gods misnamed,
\nFor now a true promethean you require
\nTo set you from this fabrication free.
\n(Fxeunt Power and Force.)<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Prometheus:
\nO aerial mercy all for life on earth,
\nO swiftest taking wing, you sudden winds,
\nO mobile rivers melted from the hills;
\nO roundge of Ocean risible in scope to rise
\nLike cacchination on a shore; 0 Earth
\nOmnimaternal, and thou god in ken
\nOf all, by sight to compass land and sea,
\nLord Helios; thus I cry you, crucified
\nBy gods, observe the torture I abide.
\nBehold, embodied with indignities
\nTo bear this teen, millenia timed, a doom
\nAllotted, eldritch hourly whilst I howl.
\nSuch is the bondage, abject sacredly,
\nThat this new master of Olympians has
\nFor me discovered. Pheu, pheu, everforth
\nTo pine as now in pain, and thus I moan,
\nNo term foretelling of the dire at length
\nOrdained, in full extended to the fine.
\n5
\nWhat’s this I say? All that shall be, I’ve known
\nBetimes correctly, never to abye
\nA sudden daunt. So with the lightest grace
\nOf patience left to me, this fated dole
\nI must support, aware a sacred force,
\nNecessity, will not be checked. I can
\nNeither bear silence nor unsilenced truth
\nSustain about my lot. This falls by me
\nBecause I granted fiery guerdons to
\nMankind; this yoked affliction, over me
\nEnforced, ensues therefore. By Zeus unseen,
\nMy trace was furtive to the source of fire.
\nA fennel stalk I filled therewith. For men
\nDidactic light then blazed, all daily arts
\nEvoking, and a mighty furtherance
\nTo them it proved. For such a peccant fact
\nI\u2019ve earned this pain, here overborne, constrained
\nUnder the pervious skies with perceant nails.
\nEala, ea, ea!
\nWhat sound by wing, what scent would come about
\nMe, not perceived by form? Is it divine
\nOr human or a cross of both? Upon this rock,
\nPeripheral afar, what advent might
\nAscend in search of pain to see me peak?
\nOr what in meaning might proceed? Alas,
\nIn gyves behold me girt, a god benign,
\nMy fate abusive, to the Father Zeus
\nA foe, by all in loathing held that haunt
\nThe sovereign’s hall, for having charity
\nToo much on men conferred, with love confirmed!
\nPheu, pheu, the whirring hither, once again
\nI hear it, likely of a flock. Upon
\nTheir flicker, lightly vibrant, now the air
\nReverbs. But fear ensues, whatever comes.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
The daughters of Oceanus on a winged car come forth.
\nChorus:
\n6
\nNo dread avow. Our advent, drawn
\nBy love, this ledge surmounted. Leagued
\nIn flight, a winged agon we maintain.
\nOur father’s leave uneathe we have.
\nWith all traversing speed, at length
\nIn Zephyr’s hand, ascent continued.
\nIn depths recessed beneath our dome of caves
\nThe clang of ferric clatter could
\nBe heard. Our deepest pudor, verecund
\nIn Ocean, was effaced, affrighted thence
\nThereby. And thus unshod, ascending
\nOn this car, we shot to you.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Prometheus:
\nAiai, aiai,
\nOf breeder Tethus, of prolific geneses
\nIn broods of goddesses, you all are born,
\nOf Father Ocean, whose insomnolent
\nDomain of currents the circumference
\nOf earth completes, conducive to all tides.
\nObserve me, by these fetters see
\nHow on the uppermost abyss of earth
\nI am held fast, the bleakest watch enduring.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Chorus:
\nI see, Prometheus; and upon mine eyes,
\nIn spread suffusion like a mist, now tears come
\nforth,
\nSince under this embodied adamant
\nYou\u2019re bound to waste on these chasmatic rocks,
\nIn caitiff insultation cadent seen.
\nFor on Olympos the new helmsmen lead,
\nWhere Zeus, with novel laws, would reign
\nPerforce awry; and what held good
\nBefore in prime has been dissolved like death.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Prometheus:
\nIf he precipitated into depths
\nBelow terrestrial bournes myself in bonds
\n7
\nAs low as Hades, loathly hosteler
\nOf liches in the earth, where Tartarus
\nUnpierced incarceration keeps, then no
\nGod in malignant gloating or none else
\nWould at these wretched throes look down on me.
\nBut now a hapless bauble for the winds I am
\nAnd grieve as much as Zeus rejoices at my grief.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Chorus: Gruffest in exultation, hardest grown,
\nWhich god is pleased to see it? Who would not
\nCondole your subject dolor, who but Zeus?
\nA god too wreakful to surcease revenge.
\nBy toughest constance the Titanic kind
\nHe\u2019d quell. Surcease before satiety
\nThis god allows not till another\u2019s hand
\nMay his unseizable domain command.<\/div>\n
*<\/div>\n
Prometheus:
\nThe time ensues, assure you soon or late,
\nThough here in twist the bonds are tied,
\nFor torture binding with each turn,
\nWhen He, that marshal of the blessed,
\nShall suffer need, myself in prayer
\nSeeking about the latest plot,
\nHow it would shift him from the throne
\nAnd sceptre. Then his sweetest spell
\nOf sugared cant will savor ill,
\nNot win me over. Shall I then
\nBefore his menace quail or at
\nMonitions tell? These violent gyves
\nMust be dissolved, and guerdons, just
\nIn godly recompense, he must
\nBe willing to convey before
\nHe learn the secrets of my lore.<\/div>\n
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F L Light in three categories of poetry has produced most of his work:<\/p>\n

In epic his original works are Fighter Herakles Perforce, Shakespeare Undiminished, The Woman of Venereal Furies, A Book of Girds for Bob Giroux, <\/i>and Cleopatra\u2019s Kingdom of Idolatry. <\/i>These are all in sonnets written. His translated epics are The Iliad <\/i>in 1823 sonnets, and the Argonautica<\/i>, about seven hundred sonnets.<\/p>\n

In drama, he has written twenty eight dramas, all in his own form of Greek tragedy. Twenty four of them comprise the Gouldium, <\/i>a series about Jay Gould and his enemies.<\/p>\n

Light has also translated six Greek tragedies, four of which have been produced for Audible.<\/p>\n

Light has published about thirty five books of couplets, most of them on economics. Shakespeare Versus Keynes<\/i> is now in production for Audible.<\/p>\n

Buckle &, Lucid Rhythms, Raintree Review, International Poetry Review, Cowboy Poetry Press, Mobius, Hrafno, and Troglodyte are some of the magazines he has appeared in.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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