Mythology, Greek -- Juvenile literature; Mythology, Roman -- Juvenile literature
And as he made an end of speaking there ran in one who declared that
even now the enemy was about to assault the city. And after him came a
troop of maidens of Thebes, crying out that the enemy had come forth
from the camp, and that they heard the tramp of many feet upon the
earth, and the rattling of shields, and the noise of many spears. And
they lifted up their voices to the Gods that they should help the
city, to Ares, the God of the Golden Helmet, that he should defend the
land which in truth was his from old time, and to Father Zeus, and to
Pallas, who was the daughter of Zeus, and to Poseidon, the great ruler
of the sea, and to Aphrodité the Fair, for that she was the mother
of their race, and to Apollo, the Wolf-king, that he would be as a
devouring wolf to the enemy, and to Artemis, that she should bend her
bow against them, and to Heré, the Queen of Heaven, even to all the
dwellers in Olympus, that they should defend the city, and save it.
But the King was very wroth when he heard this outcry, and cried,
“Think ye to make bold the hearts of our men by these lamentations?
Now may the Gods save me from this race of women; for if they be bold
no man can endure their insolence, and if they be afraid they vex
both their home and their country. Even so now do ye help them that
are without and trouble your own people. But hearken to this. He that
heareth not my command, be he man or woman, the people shall stone him.
Speak I plainly?”
“But, O son of Œdipus,” the maidens made reply, “we hear the rolling of
the chariot wheels, and the rattling of the axles, and the jingling of
the bridle reins.”
“What then?” said the King, “if the ship labor in the sea, and the
helmsman leave the helm and fly to the prow that he may pray before the
image, doeth he well?”
“Nay, blame us not that we came to beseech the Gods when we heard the
hailstorm of war rattling on the gates.”
“’Tis well,” cried the King, “yet men say that the Gods leave the city
that is at the point to fall. And mark ye this, that safety is the
child of obedience. But as for duty, ’tis for men to do sacrifice to
the Gods, and for women to keep silence and to abide at home.”
But the maidens made reply, “’Tis the Gods who keep this city, nor do
they transgress who reverence them.”
“Yea, but let them reverence them in due order. And now hearken to me.
Keep ye silence. And when I have made my prayer, raise ye a joyful
shout that shall gladden the hearts of our friends and put away all
fear from them. And to the Gods that keep this city I vow that if they
give us victory in this war I will sacrifice to them sheep and oxen,
and will hang up in their houses the spoils of the enemy. And now, ye
maidens, do ye also make your prayers, but not with vain clamor. And
I will choose seven men, being myself the seventh, who shall meet the
seven that come against the gates of our city.”
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