Io.Could I choose?
I who endure such pangs now, by that god!
Prometheus. Learn from me, therefore, that the event shall be.
Io. By whom shall his imperial sceptred hand
Be emptied so?
Prometheus.Himself shall spoil himself,
Through his idiotic counsels.
Io.How? declare:
Unless the word bring evil.
Prometheus.He shall wed;
And in the marriage-bond be joined to grief.
Io. A heavenly bride—or human? Speak it out
If it be utterable.
Prometheus.Why should I say which?
It ought not to be uttered, verily.
Io.Then
It is his wife shall tear him from his throne?
Prometheus. It is his wife shall bear a son to him,
More mighty than the father.