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you return in peace. Nor shall you offer burnt-offerings to



the Olympians; for your offering shall be Medusa's head.

Leap, and trust in the armour of the Immortals.'



Then Perseus looked down the cliff and shuddered; but he was

ashamed to show his dread. Then he thought of Medusa and the



renown before him, and he leaped into the empty air.

And behold, instead of falling he floated, and stood, and ran



along the sky. He looked back, but Athene had vanished, and

Hermes; and the sandals led him on northward ever, like a



crane who follows the spring toward the Ister fens.

PART III - HOW PERSEUS SLEW THE GORGON



SO Perseus started on his journey, going dry-shod over land

and sea; and his heart was high and joyful, for the winged



sandals bore him each day a seven days' journey.

And he went by Cythnus, and by Ceos, and the pleasant



Cyclades to Attica; and past Athens and Thebes, and the

Copaic lake, and up the vale of Cephissus, and past the peaks



of OEta and Pindus, and over the rich Thessalian plains, till

the sunny hills of Greece were behind him, and before him



were the wilds of the north. Then he passed the Thracian

mountains, and many a barbarous tribe, Paeons and Dardans and



Triballi, till he came to the Ister stream, and the dreary

Scythian plains. And he walked across the Ister dry-shod,



and away through the moors and fens, day and night toward the

bleak north-west, turning neither to the right hand nor the



left, till he came to the Unshapen Land, and the place which

has no name.



And seven days he walked through it, on a path which few can

tell; for those who have trodden it like least to speak of



it, and those who go there again in dreams are glad enough

when they awake; till he came to the edge of the everlasting



night, where the air was full of feathers, and the soil was

hard with ice; and there at last he found the three Gray



Sisters, by the shore of the freezing sea, nodding upon a

white log of drift-wood, beneath the cold white winter moon;



and they chaunted a low song together, 'Why the old times

were better than the new.'



There was no living thing around them, not a fly, not a moss

upon the rocks. Neither seal nor sea-gull dare come near,



lest the ice should clutch them in its claws. The surge

broke up in foam, but it fell again in flakes of snow; and it



frosted the hair of the three Gray Sisters, and the bones in

the ice-cliff above their heads. They passed the eye from



one to the other, but for all that they could not see; and

they passed the tooth from one to the other, but for all that



they could not eat; and they sat in the full glare of the

moon, but they were none the warmer for her beams. And



Perseus pitied the three Gray Sisters; but they did not pity

themselves.



So he said, 'Oh, venerable mothers, wisdom is the daughter of

old age. You therefore should know many things. Tell me, if



you can, the path to the Gorgon.'

Then one cried, 'Who is this who reproaches us with old age?'



And another, 'This is the voice of one of the children of

men.'



And he, 'I do not reproach, but honour your old age, and I am

one of the sons of men and of the heroes. The rulers of



Olympus have sent me to you to ask the way to the Gorgon.'

Then one, 'There are new rulers in Olympus, and all new



things are bad.' And another, 'We hate your rulers, and the

heroes, and all the children of men. We are the kindred of



the Titans, and the Giants, and the Gorgons, and the ancient

monsters of the deep.' And another, 'Who is this rash and



insolent man who pushes unbidden into our world?' And the

first, 'There never was such a world as ours, nor will be; if



we let him see it, he will spoil it all.'

Then one cried, 'Give me the eye, that I may see him;' and



another, 'Give me the tooth, that I may bite him.' But

Perseus, when he saw that they were foolish and proud, and



did not love the children of men, left off pitying them, and

said to himself, 'Hungry men must needs be hasty; if I stay



making many words here, I shall be starved.' Then he stepped

close to them, and watched till they passed the eye from hand



to hand. And as they groped about between themselves, he

held out his own hand gently, till one of them put the eye



into it, fancying that it was the hand of her sister. Then

he sprang back, and laughed, and cried -



'Cruel and proud old women, I have your eye; and I will throw

it into the sea, unless you tell me the path to the Gorgon,



and swear to me that you tell me right.'

Then they wept, and chattered, and scolded; but in vain.



They were forced to tell the truth, though, when they told

it, Perseus could hardly make out the road.



'You must go,' they said, 'foolish boy, to the southward,

into the ugly glare of the sun, till you come to Atlas the



Giant, who holds the heaven and the earth apart. And you

must ask his daughters, the Hesperides, who are young and



foolish like yourself. And now give us back our eye, for we

have forgotten all the rest.'



So Perseus gave them back their eye; but instead of using it,

they nodded and fell fast asleep, and were turned into blocks



of ice, till the tide came up and washed them all away. And

now they float up and down like icebergs for ever, weeping



whenever they meet the sunshine, and the fruitful summer and

the warm south wind, which fill young hearts with joy.



But Perseus leaped away to the southward, leaving the snow

and the ice behind: past the isle of the Hyperboreans, and



the tin isles, and the long Iberian shore, while the sun rose

higher day by day upon a bright blue summer sea. And the



terns and the sea-gulls swept laughing round his head, and

called to him to stop and play, and the dolphins gambolled up



as he passed, and offered to carry him on their backs. And

all night long the sea-nymphs sang sweetly, and the Tritons



blew upon their conchs, as they played round Galataea their

queen, in her car of pearled shells. Day by day the sun rose



higher, and leaped more swiftly into the sea at night, and

more swiftly out of the sea at dawn; while Perseus skimmed



over the billows like a sea-gull, and his feet were never

wetted; and leapt on from wave to wave, and his limbs were



never weary, till he saw far away a mighty mountain, all

rose-red in the setting sun. Its feet were wrapped in



forests, and its head in wreaths of cloud; and Perseus knew

that it was Atlas, who holds the heavens and the earth apart.



He came to the mountain, and leapt on shore, and wandered

upward, among pleasant valleys and waterfalls, and tall trees



and strange ferns and flowers; but there was no smoke rising

from any glen, nor house, nor sign of man.



At last he heard sweet voices singing; and he guessed that he

was come to the garden of the Nymphs, the daughters of the



Evening Star.

They sang like nightingales among the thickets, and Perseus



stopped to hear their song; but the words which they spoke he

could not understand; no, nor no man after him for many a



hundred years. So he stepped forward and saw them dancing,

hand in hand around the charmed tree, which bent under its



golden fruit; and round the tree-foot was coiled the dragon,

old Ladon the sleepless snake, who lies there for ever,



listening to the song of the maidens, blinking and watching

with dry bright eyes.



Then Perseus stopped, not because he feared the dragon, but

because he was bashful before those fair maids; but when they



saw him, they too stopped, and called to him with trembling

voices -



'Who are you? Are you Heracles the mighty, who will come to

rob our garden, and carry off our golden fruit?' And he



answered -

'I am not Heracles the mighty, and I want none of your golden



fruit. Tell me, fair Nymphs, the way which leads to the

Gorgon, that I may go on my way and slay her.'



'Not yet, not yet, fair boy; come dance with us around the

tree in the garden which knows no winter, the home of the



south wind and the sun. Come hither and play with us awhile;

we have danced alone here for a thousand years, and our



hearts are weary with longing for a playfellow. So come,

come, come!'



'I cannot dance with you, fair maidens; for I must do the

errand of the Immortals. So tell me the way to the Gorgon,



lest I wander and perish in the waves.'

Then they sighed and wept; and answered - 'The Gorgon! she



will freeze you into stone.'

'It is better to die like a hero than to live like an ox in a



stall. The Immortals have lent me weapons, and they will

give me wit to use them.'



Then they sighed again and answered, 'Fair boy, if you are

bent on your own ruin, be it so. We know not the way to the



Gorgon; but we will ask the giant Atlas, above upon the

mountain peak, the brother of our father, the silver Evening



Star. He sits aloft and sees across the ocean, and far away

into the Unshapen Land.'



So they went up the mountain to Atlas their uncle, and

Perseus went up with them. And they found the giant



kneeling, as he held the heavens and the earth apart.

They asked him, and he answered mildly, pointing to the sea-



board with his mighty hand, 'I can see the Gorgons lying on

an island far away, but this youth can never come near them,



unless he has the hat of darkness, which whosoever wears

cannot be seen.'



Then cried Perseus, 'Where is that hat, that I may find it?'

But the giant smiled. 'No living mortal can find that hat,



for it lies in the depths of Hades, in the regions of the

dead. But my nieces are mortal" target="_blank" title="a.不死的n.不朽的人物">immortal, and they shall fetch it



for you, if you will promise me one thing and keep your

faith.'



Then Perseus promised; and the giant said, 'When you come




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