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against your own blood, your own blood shall rise up against



you; because you have sinned against your kindred, by your

kindred you shall be punished. Your daughter Danae shall



bear a son, and by that son's hands you shall die. So the

Gods have ordained, and it will surely come to pass.'



And at that Acrisius was very much afraid; but he did not

mend his ways. He had been cruel to his own family, and,



instead of repenting and being kind to them, he went on to be

more cruel than ever: for he shut up his fair daughter Danae



in a cavernunderground, lined with brass, that no one might

come near her. So he fancied himself more cunning than the



Gods: but you will see presently whether he was able to

escape them.



Now it came to pass that in time Danae bore a son; so

beautiful a babe that any but King Acrisius would have had



pity on it. But he had no pity; for he took Danae and her

babe down to the seashore, and put them into a great chest



and thrust them out to sea, for the winds and the waves to

carry them whithersoever they would.



The north-west wind blew freshly out of the blue mountains,

and down the pleasant vale of Argos, and away and out to sea.



And away and out to sea before it floated the mother and her

babe, while all who watched them wept, save that cruel



father, King Acrisius.

So they floated on and on, and the chest danced up and down



upon the billows, and the baby slept upon its mother's

breast: but the poor mother could not sleep, but watched and



wept, and she sang to her baby as they floated; and the song

which she sang you shall learn yourselves some day.



And now they are past the last blue headland, and in the open

sea; and there is nothing round them but the waves, and the



sky, and the wind. But the waves are gentle, and the sky is

clear, and the breeze is tender and low; for these are the



days when Halcyone and Ceyx build their nests, and no storms

ever ruffle the pleasant summer sea.



And who were Halcyone and Ceyx? You shall hear while the

chest floats on. Halcyone was a fairy maiden, the daughter



of the beach and of the wind. And she loved a sailor-boy,

and married him; and none on earth were so happy as they.



But at last Ceyx was wrecked; and before he could swim to the

shore the billows swallowed him up. And Halcyone saw him



drowning, and leapt into the sea to him; but in vain. Then

the Immortals took pity on them both, and changed them into



two fair sea-birds; and now they build a floating nest every

year, and sail up and down happily for ever upon the pleasant



seas of Greece.

So a night passed, and a day, and a long day it was for



Danae; and another night and day beside, till Danae was faint

with hunger and weeping, and yet no land appeared. And all



the while the babe slept quietly; and at last poor Danae

drooped her head and fell asleep likewise with her cheek



against the babe's.

After a while she was awakened suddenly; for the chest was



jarring and grinding, and the air was full of sound. She

looked up, and over her head were mighty cliffs, all red in



the setting sun, and around her rocks and breakers, and

flying flakes of foam. She clasped her hands together, and



shrieked aloud for help. And when she cried, help met her:

for now there came over the rocks a tall and stately man, and



looked down wondering upon poor Danae tossing about in the

chest among the waves.



He wore a rough cloak of frieze, and on his head a broad hat

to shade his face; in his hand he carried a trident for



spearing fish, and over his shoulder was a casting-net; but

Danae could see that he was no common man by his stature, and



his walk, and his flowing golden hair and beard; and by the

two servants who came behind him, carrying baskets for his



fish. But she had hardly time to look at him, before he had

laid aside his trident and leapt down the rocks, and thrown



his casting-net so surely over Danae and the chest, that he

drew it, and her, and the baby, safe upon a ledge of rock.



Then the fisherman took Danae by the hand, and lifted her out

of the chest, and said -



'O beautiful damsel, what strange chance has brought you to

this island in so flail a ship? Who are you, and whence?



Surely you are some king's daughter; and this boy has

somewhat more than mortal.'



And as he spoke he pointed to the babe; for its face shone

like the morning star.



But Danae only held down her head, and sobbed out -

'Tell me to what land I have come, unhappy that I am; and



among what men I have fallen!'

And he said, 'This isle is called Seriphos, and I am a



Hellen, and dwell in it. I am the brother of Polydectes the

king; and men call me Dictys the netter, because I catch the



fish of the shore.'

Then Danae fell down at his feet, and embraced his knees, and



cried -

'Oh, sir, have pity upon a stranger, whom a cruel doom has



driven to your land; and let me live in your house as a

servant; but treat me honourably, for I was once a king's



daughter, and this my boy (as you have truly said) is of no

common race. I will not be a charge to you, or eat the bread



of idleness; for I am more skilful in weaving and embroidery

than all the maidens of my land.'



And she was going on; but Dictys stopped her, and raised her

up, and said -



'My daughter, I am old, and my hairs are growing gray; while

I have no children to make my home cheerful. Come with me



then, and you shall be a daughter to me and to my wife, and

this babe shall be our grandchild. For I fear the Gods, and



show hospitality to all strangers; knowing that good deeds,

like evil ones, always return to those who do them.'



So Danae was comforted, and went home with Dictys the good

fisherman, and was a daughter to him and to his wife, till



fifteen years were past.

PART II - HOW PERSEUS VOWED A RASH VOW



FIFTEEN years were past and gone, and the babe was now grown

to be a tall lad and a sailor, and went many voyages after



merchandise to the islands round. His mother called him

Perseus; but all the people in Seriphos said that he was not



the son of mortal man, and called him the son of Zeus, the

king of the Immortals. For though he was but fifteen, he was



taller by a head than any man in the island; and he was the

most skilful of all in running and wrestling and boxing, and



in throwing the quoit and the javelin, and in rowing with the

oar, and in playing on the harp, and in all which befits a



man. And he was brave and truthful, gentle and courteous,

for good old Dictys had trained him well; and well it was for



Perseus that he had done so. For now Danae and her son fell

into great danger, and Perseus had need of all his wit to



defend his mother and himself.

I said that Dictys' brother was Polydectes, king of the



island. He was not a righteous man, like Dictys; but greedy,

and cunning, and cruel. And when he saw fair Danae, he



wanted to marry her. But she would not; for she did not love

him, and cared for no one but her boy, and her boy's father,



whom she never hoped to see again. At last Polydectes became

furious; and while Perseus was away at sea he took poor Danae



away from Dictys, saying, 'If you will not be my wife, you

shall be my slave.' So Danae was made a slave, and had to



fetch water from the well, and grind in the mill, and perhaps

was beaten, and wore a heavy chain, because she would not



marry that cruel king. But Perseus was far away over the

seas in the isle of Samos, little thinking how his mother was



languishing in grief.

Now one day at Samos, while the ship was lading, Perseus



wandered into a pleasant wood to get out of the sun, and sat

down on the turf and fell asleep. And as he slept a strange



dream came to him - the strangest dream which he had ever had

in his life.



There came a lady to him through the wood, taller than he, or

any mortal man; but beautiful exceedingly, with great gray



eyes, clear and piercing, but strangely soft and mild. On

her head was a helmet, and in her hand a spear. And over her



shoulder, above her long blue robes, hung a goat-skin, which

bore up a mightyshield of brass, polished like a mirror.



She stood and looked at him with her clear gray eyes; and

Perseus saw that her eye-lids never moved, nor her eyeballs,



but looked straight through and through him, and into his

very heart, as if she could see all the secrets of his soul,



and knew all that he had ever thought or longed for since the

day that he was born. And Perseus dropped his eyes,



trembling and blushing, as the wonderful lady spoke.

'Perseus, you must do an errand for me.'



'Who are you, lady? And how do you know my name?'

'I am Pallas Athene; and I know the thoughts of all men's



hearts, and discern their manhood or their baseness. And

from the souls of clay I turn away, and they are blest, but



not by me. They fatten at ease, like sheep in the pasture,

and eat what they did not sow, like oxen in the stall. They



grow and spread, like the gourd along the ground; but, like

the gourd, they give no shade to the traveller, and when they



are ripe death gathers them, and they go down unloved into

hell, and their name vanishes out of the land.



'But to the souls of fire I give more fire, and to those who

are manful I give a might more than man's. These are the






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