Zülal: “Child of Themis who gives sound advice, your thoughts aim high. Against your will and mine, I’ll pin you with bronze chains you can’t undo on this crag far away from humankind, where you will neither see the forms of mortals, nor hear their voices. Burnt by sun’s bright fire your skin will lose its bloom; you will be glad when night in spangled clothing hides the daylight, and again when sun at dawn dispels the frost. Always the burden of each moment’s pain will wear you down. Your rescuer’s not yet born. This is what your human-loving ways have won. You are a god, and still you did not cower before the anger of the gods, but granted mortals honors to which they have no right. For that, you’ll keep watch on this joyless rock, upright, unsleeping, never bending a knee. You’ll cry out often, in sorrow, pain, regret; it will do no good. Zeus is not to be won over. He is harsh, as all those new to power are harsh.”

“Child of Themis who gives sound advice, your thoughts aim high. Against your will and mine, I’ll pin you with bronze chains you can’t undo on this crag far away from humankind, where you will neither see the forms of mortals, nor hear their voices. Burnt by sun’s bright fire your skin will lose its bloom; you will be glad when night in spangled clothing hides the daylight, and again when sun at dawn dispels the frost. Always the burden of each moment’s pain will wear you down. Your rescuer’s not yet born. This is what your human-loving ways have won. You are a god, and still you did not cower before the anger of the gods, but granted mortals honors to which they have no right. For that, you’ll keep watch on this joyless rock, upright, unsleeping, never bending a knee. You’ll cry out often, in sorrow, pain, regret; it will do no good. Zeus is not to be won over. He is harsh, as all those new to power are harsh.”

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