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SONNET: PROMETHEUS AND PANDORA, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: These pangs I bear through lingering centuries
Last Line: And this fulfilment of my chosen fate.
Subject(s): Prometheus


THESE pangs I bear through lingering centuries
For slavish Man, in pity and in scorn;
Glad, while by birds of Jove my breast is torn
Till sunset, that I spurned his luring prize:
Yet when she came, that queen with jacinth eyes
August yet changeful, like the sea at morn,
I could have triumphed that mine Earth had borne
A creature fashioned in such glorious wise.

Nay! but my will were firm, though Heaven should give
A Goddess pure. One only gift I seek,
Freedom for Man; or, this renounced, I live
Self-sentenced to mine own immortal hate:
Better the rock, the chain, the eagle's beak,
And this fulfilment of my chosen fate.








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