CHAPTER XXI

HOUSES CONCERNED IN THE TROJAN WAR

=190. Three Families.= Before entering upon the causes of the war

against Troy, we must notice the three Grecian families that were

principally concerned,--those of Peleus, Atreus, and Tyndareus.

=191. Peleus=[277] was the son of Æacus and grandson of Jove. It was

for his father Æacus, king of Phthia in Thessaly, that, as we have

seen, an army of Myrmidons was created by Jupiter. Peleus joined the

expedition of the Argonauts, and on that journey beheld and fell in

love with the sea-nymph Thetis, daughter of Nereus and Doris. Such

was the beauty of the nymph that Jupiter himself had sought her in

marriage; but having learned from Prometheus, the Titan, that Thetis

should bear a son who should be greater than his father, the Olympian

desisted from his suit and decreed that Thetis should be the wife

of a mortal. By the aid of Chiron, the Centaur, Peleus succeeded in

winning the goddess for his bride. In this marriage, to be productive

of momentous results for mortals, the immortals manifested a lively

interest. They thronged with the Thessalians to the wedding in

Pharsalia; they honored the wedding feast with their presence and,

reclining on ivory couches, gave ear while the three Sisters of Fate,

in responsive strain, chanted the fortunes of Achilles,--the future

hero of the Trojan War,--the son that should spring from this union of

a goddess with a mortal. The following is from a translation of the

famous poem, The Wedding of Peleus and Thetis:[278]

... Now, on the day foreset, Aurora forsaking the ocean

Crimsons the orient sky: all Thessaly, seeking the palace,

Fares to the royal seat, in populous muster exultant,

Heavy of hand with gifts, but blithesome of cheer for the joyance.

Scyros behind they leave, they leave Phthiotican Tempe,

Crannon's glittering domes and the battlements Larissæan,

Cumber Pharsalia, throng the abodes and the streets of Pharsalus.

Fields, meanwhile are untilled, grow tender the necks of the oxen,

None with the curving teeth of the harrow cleareth the vineyard,

None upturneth the glebe with bull and the furrowing plowshare,

None with gardener's knife lets light through the branches umbrageous;

Squalid the rust creeps up o'er plows forgotten of plowmen.

Bright is the palace, ay, through far retreating recesses

Blazing for sheen benign of the opulent gold and the silver:

Ivory gleams on the thrones, great goblets glint on the tables,

Glitters the spacious home, made glad with imperial splendor,--

Ay, but most--in the hall midmost--is the couch of the goddess,

Glorious, made of the tusk of the Indian elephant--polished--

Spread with a wonder of quilt empurpled with dye of the sea-shell.

On this coverlet of purple were embroidered various scenes illustrating

the lessons of heroism and justice that the poet would inculcate: to

the good falleth good; to the evil, evil speedily. Therefore, the

story of Theseus and Ariadne, which has already been recounted, was

here displayed in cunning handiwork. For Theseus, the false lover,

bold of hand but bad of heart, gained by retributive justice undying

ruth and misery; whereas Ariadne, the injured and innocent, restored

to happiness, won no less a reward than Bacchus himself. Gorgeously

woven with such antique and heroic figures was the famous quilt upon

the couch of Thetis. For a season the wedding guests feasted their eyes

upon it.

Then when Thessaly's youth, long gazing, had of the wonder

Their content, they gan give place to the lords of Olympus.

As when Zephyr awakes the recumbent billows of ocean,

Roughens the placid deep with eager breath of the morning,

Urges the waves, and impels, to the threshold of journeying

Ph[oe]bus,--

They, at first, blown outward unroughly when Dawn is a-rising,

Limp slow-footed, and loiter with laughter lightsomely plashing,

But, with the freshening gale, creep quicker and thicker together,

Till on horizon they float refulgent of luminous purple,--

So from the portal withdrawing the pomp Thessalian departed

Faring on world-wide ways to the far-off homes of their fathers.

Now when they were aloof, drew nigh from Pelion's summit

Chiron bearing gifts from copses and glades of the woodland--

Gifts that the meadows yield: what flowers on Thessaly's mountains,

Or, by waves of the stream, the prolific breath of the West Wind,

Warming, woos to the day, all such in bunches assorted

Bore he. Flattered with odors the whole house brake into laughter.

Came there next Peneüs, abandoning verdurous Tempe--

Tempe embowered deep mid superimpendent forests.

And after the river-god, who bore with him nodding plane trees and

lofty beeches, straight slim laurels, the lithe poplar, and the airy

cypress to plant about the palace that thick foliage might give it

shade, followed Prometheus, the bold and cunning of heart, wearing

still the marks of his ancient punishment on the rocks of Caucasus.

Finally the father of the gods himself came, with his holy spouse and

his offspring,--all, save Ph[oe]bus and his one sister, who naturally

looked askance upon a union to be productive of untold misfortune to

their favored town of Troy.

[Illustration: FIG. 148. THE GODS BRING WEDDING GIFTS]

... When now the gods had reclined their limbs on the ivory couches,

Viands many and rare were heaped on the banqueting tables,

Whilst the decrepit Sisters of Fate, their tottering bodies

Solemnly swayed, and rehearsed their soothfast vaticination.

--Lo, each tremulous frame was wrapped in robe of a whiteness,

Down to the ankles that fell, with nethermost border of purple,

While on ambrosial brows there rested fillets like snowflakes.

They, at a task eternal their hands religiously plying,

Held in the left on high, with wool enfolded, a distaff,

Delicate fibers wherefrom, drawn down, were shaped by the right hand--

Shaped by fingers upturned,--but the down-turned thumb set a-whirling,

Poised with perfected whorl, the industrious shaft of the spindle.

Still, as they span, as they span, was the tooth kept nipping and

smoothing,

And to the withered lip clung morsels of wool as they smoothed it--

Filaments erstwhile rough that stood from the twist of the surface.

Close at their feet, meantime, were woven baskets of wicker

Guarding the soft white balls of the wool resplendent within them.

Thus then, parting the strands, these Three with resonant voices

Uttered, in chant divine, predestined sooth of the future--

Prophecy neither in time, nor yet in eternity, shaken.

"Thou that exaltest renown of thy name with the name of thy valor,

Bulwark Emathian, blest above sires in the offspring of promise,

Hear with thine ears this day what oracles fall from the Sisters

Chanting the fates for thee;--but you, ye destiny-drawing

Spindles, hasten the threads of the destinies set for the future!

"Rideth the orb upon high that heralds boon unto bridegrooms--

Hesperus,--cometh anon with star propitious the virgin,

Speedeth thy soul to subdue--submerge it with love at the flood tide.

Hasten, ye spindles, and run, yea, gallop, ye thread-running spindles!

"Erstwhile, never a home hath roofed like generous loving,

Never before hath Love conjoinèd lovers so dearly,--

Never with harmony such as endureth for Thetis and Peleus.

Hasten, ye spindles, and run, yea, gallop, ye thread-running spindles!

"Born unto you shall be the undaunted heart of Achilles,

Aye by his brave breast known, unknown by his back to the foeman,--

Victor in onslaught, victor in devious reach of the race-course,

Fleeter of foot than feet of the stag that lighten and vanish,--

Hasten, ye spindles, and run, yea, gallop, ye thread-running spindles!"

=192. Achilles, Son of Peleus.= So the sisters prophesied the future

of the hero, Achilles,--from his father called Pelides; from his

grandfather, Æacides. How by him the Trojans should fall, as fall

the ears of corn when they are yellow before the scythe; how because

of him Scamander should run red, warm with blood, choked with blind

bodies, into the whirling Hellespont; how finally he himself, in

his prime, should fall, and how on his tomb should be sacrificed

the fair Polyxena, daughter of Priam, whom he had loved. "So," says

Catullus, "sang the Fates. For those were the days before piety and

righteous action were spurned by mankind, the days when Jupiter and

his immortals deigned to consort with zealous man, to enjoy the sweet

odor of his burnt-offering, to march beside him to battle, to swell his

shout in victory and his lament in defeat, to smile on his peaceful

harvests, to recline at his banquets, and to bless the weddings of fair

women and goodly heroes. But now, alas," concludes Catullus, "godliness

and chastity, truth, wisdom, and honor have departed from among men":

[Illustration: FIG. 149]

Wherefore the gods no more vouchsafe their presence to mortals,

Suffer themselves no more to be touched by the ray of the morning.

But there were gods in the pure,--in the golden prime of the Ages.

The hero of the Trojan War, here prophesied, =Achilles=, fleet of foot,

the dauntless, the noble, the beloved of Zeus, the breaker of the ranks

of men, is the ideal hero of the Greeks,--the mightiest of the Achæans

far. Of his youth many interesting stories are told: how his mother,

endeavoring to make him invulnerable, plunged him in the river Styx,

and succeeded save with regard to his ankles by which she held him; and

how he was educated in eloquence and the arts of war by his father's

friend Ph[oe]nix, and by his father's other friend Chiron, the centaur,

in riding and hunting and music and the art of healing. One of the most

Greek-minded of our English poets, Matthew Arnold,[279] singing of a

beauteous dell by Etna, tells how

In such a glen, on such a day,

On Pelion, on the grassy ground,

Chiron, the aged Centaur, lay,

The young Achilles standing by.

The Centaur taught him to explore

The mountains; where the glens are dry

And the tired Centaurs come to rest,

And where the soaking springs abound

And the straight ashes grow for spears,

And where the hill goats come to feed

And the sea eagles build their nest.

He showed him Phthia far away.

And said, "O boy, I taught this lore

To Peleus, in long distant years!"

He told him of the gods, the stars,

The tides;--and then of mortal wars,

And of the life which heroes lead

Before they reach the Elysian place

And rest in the immortal mead;

And all the wisdom of his race.

Upon the character of Achilles, outspoken, brave, impulsive; to his

friends passionately devoted, to his foes implacable; lover of war

and lover of home; inordinately ambitious but submissive to divine

decree;--upon this handsome, gleaming, terrible, glooming, princely

warrior of his race, the poet of the Iliad delights to dwell, and the

world has delighted in the portraiture from that day to this.

=193. Atreus= was the son of Pelops and Hippodamia and grandson of

Tantalus, therefore great-grandson of Jove. Both by blood and by

marriage he was connected with Theseus. He took to wife Aërope,

granddaughter of Minos II, king of Crete, and by her had two sons,

Agamemnon, the general of the Grecian army in the Trojan War, and

Menelaüs, at whose solicitation the war was undertaken. Of Atreus it

may be said that with cannibal atrocity like that of his grandsire,

Tantalus, he on one occasion wreaked his vengeance on a brother,

Thyestes, by causing him to eat the flesh of two of his own children.

A son of this Thyestes, Ægisthus by name, revived in due time against

Agamemnon the treacherous feud that had existed between their fathers.

=194. Tyndareus= was king of Lacedæmon (Sparta). His wife was Leda,

daughter of Thestius of Calydon, and sister of Althæa, the mother of

Meleager and Dejanira. To Tyndareus Leda bore Castor and Clytemnestra;

to Jove she bore Pollux and Helen. The two former were mortal; the two

latter, immortal. Clytemnestra was married to Agamemnon of Mycenæ, to

whom she bore Electra, Iphigenia, Chrysothemis, and Orestes. Helen, the

fair immediate cause of the Trojan War, became the wife of Menelaüs,

who with her obtained the kingdom of Sparta.

Of the families of Peleus, Atreus, and Tyndareus, the genealogies will

be found in the Commentary corresponding with these sections of the

story; also the genealogy of Ulysses, one of the leaders of the Greek

army during the war and the hero of the Odyssey, which narrates his

subsequent adventures; and that of the royal family of Troy against

whom the war was undertaken. A slight study of these family trees will

reveal interesting relationships between the principal participants in

the war. For instance: that the passionate Achilles and the intolerant

Ajax, second only to Achilles in military prowess, are first cousins;

and that the family of Ajax is connected by marriage with that of the

Trojan Hector, whom he meets in combat. That Ulysses is a distant

cousin of his wife Penelope and of Clytemnestra, the wife of Agamemnon;

and that he is a kinsman of Patroclus, the bosom friend of Achilles. In

the family of Tyndareus we note most the tragic and romantic careers

of the women,--Clytemnestra, who murdered her husband and married

his cousin Ægisthus; Helen, whose beauty provoked war between her

two husbands and their races; Penelope, whose fidelity to her absent

lord is the marvel of the Odyssey. It will be noticed, too, that the

daughter of Helen, Hermione, is strangely enough married first by

the son of Achilles and, afterwards, by the son of Agamemnon, and so

becomes sister-in-law to her noble cousins, Electra and Iphigenia.

The kinsmen and descendants of Peleus--Telamon, Ajax, Teucer, Achilles,

Neoptolemus--are characterized by their personal valor, their

intolerant and resentful temper. In the family of Atreus, the men are

remarkable for their kingly attributes; the principal women for their

unwavering devotion to religious duty. The members of the royal family

of Troy are of richly varied and most unusual individuality: like

Tithonus and Memnon, Paris, Hesione, Cassandra and Polyxena, poetic

and pathetic; like Laomedon, Priam, Hector and Troilus, patriotic,

persistent in the face of overwhelming odds; but all fated to a

dolorous end. Of those engaged in the Trojan War, Æneas and his aged

father, Anchises, beloved of Venus, are practically the only survivors

to a happier day.

FOOTNOTES:

[277] Ovid, Metam. 11, 221-265; Catullus, LXIV; Hyginus, Fab. 14;

Apollonius Rhodius. Argon. 1, 558; Valerius Flaccus, Argon.; Statius,

Achilleid.

[278] Catullus, LXIV (Charles Mills Gayley's translation).

[279] Empedocles on Etna.

[Illustration: FIG. 150. HELEN PERSUADED]

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