In the conflict between Cronus and Jupiter, Prometheus had adopted the cause of the Olympian deities1. To him and his brother Epimetheus was now committed the office of making man and providing him and all other animals with the faculties2 necessary for their preservation3. Epimetheus proceeded to bestow4 upon the different animals the various gifts of courage, strength, swiftness, and sagacity. Taking some earth and kneading it with water. Prometheus made man in the image of the gods. He gave him an upright stature5. Then since Epimetheus had been so prodigal6 of his gifts to other animals that no blessing7 was left worth conferring upon the noblest of creatures, Prometheus ascended8 to heaven, lighted his torch at the chariot of the sun, and brought down fire. But it was only rather grudgingly9 that Jupiter granted mortals the use of fire.
Then there came the occasion that when gods and men were in dispute at Sicyon concerning the prerogatives10 of each, Prometheus, by an ingenious trick, attempted to settle the question in favor of man. Dividing into two portions a sacrificial bull, he wrapped all the eatable parts in the skin, cunningly surmounted11 with uninviting entrails; but the bones he garnished12 with a plausible13 mass of fat. He then offered Jupiter his choice. The king of Heaven, although he perceived the intended fraud, took the heap of bones and fat, and forthwith availing himself of this insult as an excuse for punishing mankind, deprived the race of fire. But Prometheus regained14 the treasure, stealing it from heaven in a hollow tube.
By Jove's order Prometheus was chained to a rock on Mount Caucasus, and subjected to the attack of an eagle which, for ages, preyed15 upon his liver, yet succeeded not in consuming it.
In his steadfastness16 to withstand the torment17 the Titan was supported by the knowledge that in the thirteenth generation there should arrive a hero, - sprung from Jove himself, - to release him. And in fullness of time the hero did arrive: none other than the mighty18 Hercules. No higher service, thinks this radiant and masterful personage, remains19 to be performed than to free the champion of mankind. Hercules utters these words to the Titan —
The soul of man can never be enslaved
Save by its own infirmities, nor freed
Save by its very strength and own resolve
And constant vision and supreme20 endeavor!
You will be free? Then, courage, O my brother!
O let the soul stand in the open door
Of life and death and knowledge and desire
And see the peaks of thought kindle21 with sunrise!
Then shall the soul return to rest no more,
Nor harvest dreams in the dark field of sleep -
Rather the soul shall go with great resolve
To dwell at last upon the shining mountains
In liberal converse22 with the eternal stars.
Thereupon he kills the eagle; and sets Jove's victim free.
