Achilles (Mythological character); Epic poetry, Greek -- Translations into English; Trojan War
Then sweet Sleep answered her and said: “Hera, goddess and queen,
daughter of mighty Kronos, another of the eternal gods might I lightly
lull to slumber, yea, were it the streams of Okeanos himself, that is
the father of them all. But to Zeus the son of Kronos might I not draw
near, nor lull him to slumber, unless himself commanded it. For ere now
did a behest of thine teach me a lesson, on the day when that famed
high-hearted son of Zeus sailed from Ilios, when he had sacked the city
of the Trojans. Then verily I lulled the soul of aegis-bearing Zeus,
with my sweet influence poured about him, and thou didst contrive evil
against him in thy heart, and didst rouse over the sea the blasts of
violent winds, and Herakles thou then didst bear to well-peopled Kos,
far from all his friends. But Zeus, when he wakened, was wrathful, and
dashed the gods about his mansion, and me above all he sought, and he
would have cast me from the upper air to perish in the deep, if Night
had not saved me, Night, that subdues both gods and men. To her I came
as a suppliant in my flight, and he ceased from pursuing, wrathful as
he was, for he was in awe of doing aught displeasing to swift Night.
And now again thou biddest me accomplish this other task that may not
be accomplished.”
Then the ox-eyed lady Hera answered him again: “Sleep, wherefore dost
thou consider these things in thy heart? dost thou deem that Zeus of
the far-borne voice will succour the Trojans even as he was wroth for
the sake of Herakles, his own child? Nay come, and I will give thee one
of the younger of the Graces, to wed and to be called thy wife [even
Pasithea, that ever thou longest for all thy days].”
So she spake, and Sleep was glad, and answered and said: “Come now,
swear to me by the inviolable water of Styx, and with one of thy hands
grasp the bounteous earth, and with the other the shining sea, that all
may be witnesses to us, even all the gods below that are with Kronos,
that verily thou wilt give me one of the younger of the Graces, even
Pasithea, that myself do long for all my days.”
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