The queen of a fantastic realm; her thoughts And this the world calls phrensy; but the wise What is it but the telescope of truth? VIII. A change came o'er the spirit of my dream. Through that which had been death to many men, He held his dialogues; and they did teach IX. My dream was past; it had no further change. It was of a strange order, that the doom Of these two creatures should be thus traced out Almost like a reality-the one To end in madness-both in misery. PROMETHEUS. I. TITAN! to whose immortal eyes Were not as things that gods despise ; The rock, the vulture, and the chain, Which speaks but in its loneliness, And then is jealous lest the sky II. Titan! to thee the strife was given And the deaf tyranny of Fate, VOL. III. X Was thine and thou hast borne it well. That in his hand the lightnings trembled. III. Thy Godlike crime was to be kind, Still in thy patient energy, In the endurance, and repulse Of thine impenetrable Spirit, Which Earth and Heaven could not convulse, A mighty lesson we inherit: Thou art a symbol and a sign To Mortals of their fate and force; Like thee, Man is in part divine, A troubled stream from a pure source; His wretchedness, and his resistance, Itself an equal to all woes, |