The Wisest Of The Wise

[hermes Addresses Prometheus :] To You, The Clever And Crafty, Bitter Beyond All Bitterness, Who Has Sinned Against The Gods In Bestowing Honors Upon Creatures Of A Day--to You, Thief Of Fire, I Speak.

Delay Not To Seize The Hour!

Of All The Gods, Death Only Craves Not Gifts: Nor Sacrifice, Nor Yet Drink-offering Poured Avails; No Altars Hath He, Nor Is Soothed By Hymns Of Praise. From Him Alone Of All The Powers Of Heaven Persuasion Holds Aloof.

The High Strength Of Men Knows No Content With Limitation.

The Anvil Of Justice Is Planted Firm, And Fate Who Makes The Sword Does The Forging In Advance.