The Heroes; Or, Greek Fairy Tales for My ChildrenKingsley, Charles
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The Heroes; Or, Greek Fairy Tales for My Children
Kingsley, Charles
Mythology, Greek -- Juvenile literature
And the lad danced with them, delighted, and then slept a wholesome
sleep, upon fragrant leaves of bay, and myrtle, and marjoram, and flowers
of thyme; and rose at the dawn, and bathed in the torrent, and became a
schoolfellow to the heroes’ sons, and forgot Iolcos, and his father, and
all his former life. But he grew strong, and brave and cunning, upon the
pleasant downs of Pelion, in the keen hungry mountain air. And he learnt
to wrestle, and to box, and to hunt, and to play upon the harp; and next
he learnt to ride, for old Cheiron used to mount him on his back; and he
learnt the virtues of all herbs and how to cure all wounds; and Cheiron
called him Jason the healer, and that is his name until this day.
PART II
HOW JASON LOST HIS SANDAL IN ANAUROS
And ten years came and went, and Jason was grown to be a mighty man.
Some of his fellows were gone, and some were growing up by his side.
Asclepius was gone into Peloponnese to work his wondrous cures on men;
and some say he used to raise the dead to life. And Heracles was gone to
Thebes to fulfil those famous labours which have become a proverb among
men. And Peleus had married a sea-nymph, and his wedding is famous to
this day. And Æneas was gone home to Troy, and many a noble tale you
will read of him, and of all the other gallant heroes, the scholars of
Cheiron the just. And it happened on a day that Jason stood on the
mountain, and looked north and south and east and west; and Cheiron stood
by him and watched him, for he knew that the time was come.
And Jason looked and saw the plains of Thessaly, where the Lapithai breed
their horses; and the lake of Boibé, and the stream which runs northward
to Peneus and Tempe; and he looked north, and saw the mountain wall which
guards the Magnesian shore; Olympus, the seat of the Immortals, and Ossa,
and Pelion, where he stood. Then he looked east and saw the bright blue
sea, which stretched away for ever toward the dawn. Then he looked
south, and saw a pleasant land, with white-walled towns and farms,
nestling along the shore of a land-locked bay, while the smoke rose blue
among the trees; and he knew it for the bay of Pagasai, and the rich
lowlands of Hæmonia, and Iolcos by the sea.
Then he sighed, and asked, ‘Is it true what the heroes tell me—that I am
heir of that fair land?’
‘And what good would it be to you, Jason, if you were heir of that fair
land?’
‘I would take it and keep it.’
‘A strong man has taken it and kept it long. Are you stronger than
Pelias the terrible?’
‘I can try my strength with his,’ said Jason; but Cheiron sighed, and
said—
‘You have many a danger to go through before you rule in Iolcos by the
sea: many a danger and many a woe; and strange troubles in strange lands,
such as man never saw before.’
‘The happier I,’ said Jason, ‘to see what man never saw before.’
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