Olympus’ Czar, the angry Jove,

His wrath did pour on a hero bold,

On brave Prometheus, he who strove

The fire of heaven to seize for men.

On mountain side, in vulture’s den

He suffered what no mortal pen

May well indite. The savage beak

Of his hearts’ blood doth daily reek.

Yet the torn heart again revives,

To triumph o’er its tortures strives.