Mythology, Greek -- Juvenile literature; Mythology, Roman -- Juvenile literature
Then they came to Lemnos. There, but a year before, had been wrought a
dreadful deed; for the women had slain their husbands, aye, and every
male throughout the land, lest the children, being grown to manhood,
should avenge their fathers. Only Hypsipyle had spared the old man
Thoas, her father, hiding him in a cave by the sea, that she might
send him away alive. And now the women ploughed the fields, and donned
the armor of men; nevertheless, they watched ever in fear lest the
Thracians that dwelt on the shore over against them should come upon
them. And now, when they saw the _Argo_ and the band of heroes, they
sallied forth from their city, duly armed, with Hypsipyle their Queen
for their leader; for they thought that now indeed the Thracians were
come. Speechless they were for fear, for all their brave show of war.
But the heroes sent their herald to tell who they were, and whence they
had come, and whither they went. For that day, therefore, they abode on
the shore. But the Queen called the women to council; and when these
were gathered together, she rose in the midst, and said: “Let us give
gifts to these strangers, food and wine; but let them abide without the
walls, for we have done a dreadful deed, and it is not well that they
should know it. But if anyone have some better counsel, let her speak.”
Then Polyxo, that was nurse to the Queen, stood forth. Very old she
was; she halted upon her feet, she leant upon her staff; and four young
maidens, with long yellow hair, held her up. Yet could she scarce lift
up her head, so bowed she was with age; nevertheless, age had not tamed
her tongue. Thus she spake: “It is well, as saith the Queen, to send
gifts to these strangers. Yet, bethink you, my daughters, what will ye
do in the time to come? How will it fare with you, if these Thracians
come, or other enemies? When ye are old, how will ye live? Will the
oxen yoke themselves to the plough, or the harvests come without toil?
As for me, though hitherto the Fates have passed me by, I shall surely
die this year or the next, and escape from the evil to come. But what
will ye do, my daughters? Wherefore my counsel is that ye make these
men the partners of all that ye have.” And the whole assembly gave
their consent, and they sent Iphinoe as their herald to the heroes. And
when these had heard the words of the daughter of Lemnos, the thing
pleased them.
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