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    Plato Protagoras 321c (Loeb)

       Once upon a time there were Gods only, and no mortal creatures.
       But when the time came that these also should be created, the Gods fashioned them out of earth and fire and various mixtures of both elements in the interior of the earth; and when they were about to bring them into the light of day, they ordered Prometheus and Epimetheus to equip them, and to distribute to them severally their proper qualities.
       Epimetheus said to Prometheus: Let me distribute, and do you inspect.
       This was agreed, and Epimetheus made the distribution. 
       There were some to whom he gave strength without swiftness, while he equipped the weaker with swiftness; some he armed, and others he left unarmed; and devised for the latter some other means of preservation, making some large, and having their size as a protection, and others small, whose nature was to fly in the air or burrow in the ground; this was to be their way of escape. Thus did he compensate them with the view of preventing any race from becoming extinct. 
       And when he had provided against their destruction by one another, he contrived also a means of protecting them against the seasons of heaven; clothing them with close hair and thick skins sufficient to defend them against the winter cold and able to resist the summer heat, so that they might have a natural bed of their own when they wanted to rest; [321b] also he furnished them with hoofs and hair and hard and callous skins under their feet.
     others with claws and solid, bloodless hides. 
       Then he proceeded to furnish each of them with its proper food, some with pasture of the earth, others with fruits of trees, and others again with roots; and to a certain number for food he gave other creatures to devour: to some he attached a paucity in breeding, and to others, which were being consumed by these, a plenteous brood, and so procured survival of their kind. 
       Thus did Epimetheus, being not so wise as he might be, [321c] forgot that he had distributed among the brute animals all the qualities which he had to give-and when he came to man, who was still unprovided, he was terribly perplexed. As he was in this perplexity, Prometheus arrived to examine his distribution, and saw that whereas the other creatures were fully and suitably provided, man alone was naked and shoeless, and had neither bed nor arms of defence; and already the destined day was come, whereon man like the rest should emerge from earth to light. Then Prometheus, not knowing how he could devise his salvation, stole the mechanical arts of Hephaestus and Athena, [321d] and fire with them -- since by no means without fire could it be acquired or helpfully used by any -- and gave them to man.


    Plato Protagoras 321d (Loeb)

    Thus man had the wisdom necessary to the support of life, but political wisdom he had not, since this was in the possession of Zeus; Prometheus could not make so free as to enter the citadel which is the dwelling-place of Zeus, and moreover the guards of Zeus were terrible: but he did enter by stealth into the common workshop of Athena and Hephaestus,



    Plato Protagoras 321e (Loeb)

       [321e] in which they used to practise their favourite arts, and carried off Hephaestus' art of working by fire, and also the art of Athena, and gave them to man. And in this way [322a]  man gets facility for his livelihood, but Prometheus, through Epimetheus' fault, later on (the story goes) stood his trial for theft.
       And now that man was partaker of a divine portion, he, in the first place, by his nearness of kin to deity, was the only creature that worshipped Gods, and set himself to establish altars and holy images; and secondly, he soon was enabled by his skill to articulate speech and wordsand he also constructed houses and clothes and shoes and beds, and drew sustenance from the earth. 


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