第 8 节
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天马行空 更新:2021-02-21 12:21 字数:1479
Rail not at fortune; but look back
And these my words recall;
Neither blame Zeus that he hath sent
Sorrow no warning word forewent!
Ye labour for your fall
With your own hands I Not by surprise
Nor yet by stealth; but with clear eyes;
Knowing the thing ye do;
Ye walk into the yawning net
That for the feet of is set
And Ruin spreads for you。
Exit。
PROMETHEUS
The time is past for words; earth quakes
Sensibly: hark! pent thunder rakes
The depths; with bellowing din
Of echoes rolling ever nigher:
Lightnings shake out their locks of fire;
The dust cones dance and spin;
The skipping winds; as if possessed
By faction…north; south; east and west;
Puff at each other; sea
And sky are shook together: Lo
The swing and fury of the blow
Wherewith Zeus smiteth me
Sweepeth apace; and; visibly;
To strike my heart with fear。 See; see;
Earth; awful Mother! Air;
That shedd'st from the revolving sky
On all the light they see thee by;
What bitter wrongs I bear!
The scene closes with earthquake and thunder;
in the midst of which PROMETHEUS and the DAUGHTERS OF OCEANUS
sink into the abyss。
THE END
。