When they came into the palace they saw that another hero had arrived.
His shield was hung in the hall; the heroes all gathered around, amazed at
the size and the beauty of it. The shield shone all over with gold. In its
center was the figure of Fear—of Fear that stared backward with eyes
burning as with fire. The mouth was open and the teeth were shown. And
other figures were wrought around the figure of Fear—Strife and Pursuit
and Flight; Tumult and Panic and Slaughter. The figure of Fate was there
dragging a dead man by the feet; on her shoulders Fate had a garment that
was red with the blood of men.
Around these figures were heads of snakes, heads with black jaws and
glittering eyes, twelve heads such as might affright any man. And on other
parts of the shield were shown the horses of Ares, the grim god of war.
The figure of Ares himself was shown also. He held a spear in his hand,
and he was urging the warriors on.
Around the inner rim of the shield the sea was shown, wrought in white
metal. Dolphins swam in the sea, fishing for little fishes that were shown
there in bronze. Around the rim chariots were racing along with wheels
running close together; there were men fighting and women watching from
high towers. The awful figure of the Darkness of Death was shown there,
too, with mournful eyes and the dust of battles upon her shoulders. The
outer rim of the shield showed the Stream of Ocean, the stream that
encircles the world; swans were soaring above and swimming on its surface.
All in wonder the heroes gazed on the great shield, telling each other
that only one man in all the world could carry it—Heracles the son of
Zeus. Could it be that Heracles had come amongst them? They went into the
feasting hall and they saw one there who was tall as a pine tree, with
unshorn tresses of hair upon his head. Heracles indeed it was! He turned
to them a smiling face with smiling eyes. Heracles! They all gathered
around the strongest hero in the world, and he took the hand of each in
his mighty hand.
V. The _Argo_
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_T_HE heroes went the next day through the streets of Iolcus down to where
the ship lay. The ways they went through were crowded; the heroes were
splendid in their appearance, and Jason amongst them shone like a star.
The people praised him, and one told the other that it would not be long
until they would win back to Iolcus, for this band of heroes was strong
enough, they said, to take King Æetes’s city and force him to give up to
them the famous Fleece of Gold. Many of the bright-eyed youths of Iolcus
went with the heroes who had come from the different parts of Greece.
[Illustration]
the _Argo_
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