Strength. Nay, I will bid thee, urge thee to thy work.
Heph. There, it is done, and that with no long toil.
Strength. Now with thy full power fix the galling fetters:
Thou hast a stern o'erlooker of thy work.
Heph. Thy tongue but utters words that match thy form.[[142]]
Strength. Choose thou the melting mood; but chide not me
For my self-will and wrath and ruthlessness.
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Heph. Now let us go, his limbs are bound in chains.
Strength. Here then wax proud, and stealing what belongs