An unseen And icy hand repels me.

These blank walls Oppress me with their weight! PROMETHEUS.
Powerful ye are, But not omnipotent.

Ye cannot fight Against Necessity.

The Fates control you, As they do us, and so far we are equals! PANDORA.
Motionless, passionless, companionless, He sits there muttering in his beard.

His voice Is like a river flowing underground! HERMES.
Prometheus, hail! PROMETHEUS.
Who calls me?
HERMES.
It is I.
Dost thou not know me?
PROMETHEUS.
By thy winged cap And winged heels I know thee.