PART III

_How They Built the Ship Argo in Iolcos_

So the heralds went out, and cried to all the heroes of the Minuai, "Who

dare come to the adventure of the golden fleece?"

And Hera stirred the hearts of all the princes, and they came from all

their valleys to the yellow sands of Pagasai. And first came Heracles

the mighty, with his lion's skin and club, and behind him Hylas his

young squire, who bore his arrows and his bow; and Tiphys, the skilful

steersman; and Butes, the fairest of all men; and Castor and Polydeuces

the twins, the sons of the magic swan; and Caineus, the strongest of

mortals, whom the Centaurs tried in vain to kill, and overwhelmed him

with trunks of pine trees, but even so he would not die; and thither

came Zetes and Calais, the winged sons of the north wind; and Peleus,

the father of Achilles, whose bride was silver-footed Thetis the goddess

of the sea. And thither came Telamon and Oileus, the fathers of the two

Aiantes, who fought upon the plains of Troy; and Mopsus, the wise

soothsayer, who knew the speech of birds; and Idmon, to whom Phœbus

gave a tongue to prophesy of things to come; and Ancaios, who could read

the stars, and knew all the circles of the heavens; and Argus, the famed

shipbuilder, and many a hero more, in helmets of brass and gold with

tall dyed horsehair crests, and embroidered shirts of linen beneath

their coats of mail, and greaves of polished tin to guard their knees in

fight; with each man his shield upon his shoulder, of many a fold of

tough bull's hide, and his sword of tempered bronze in his

silver-studded belt, and in his right hand a pair of lances, of the

heavy white-ash stave.

So they came down to Iolcos, and all the city came out to meet them, and

were never tired with looking at their height, and their beauty, and

their gallant bearing, and the glitter of their inlaid arms. And some

said, "Never was such a gathering of the heroes since the Hellenes

conquered the land." But the women sighed over them, and whispered,

"Alas! they are all going to the death."

Then they felled the pines on Pelion, and shaped them with the axe, and

Argus taught them to build a galley, the first long ship which ever

sailed the seas. They pierced her for fifty oars, an oar for each hero

of the crew, and pitched her with coal-black pitch, and painted her bows

with vermilion; and they named her Argo after Argus, and worked at her

all day long. And at night Pelias feasted them like a king, and they

slept in his palace porch.

But Jason went away to the northward, and into the land of Thrace, till

he found Orpheus, the prince of minstrels, where he dwelt in his cave

under Rhodope, among the savage Cicon tribes. And he asked him: "Will

you leave your mountains, Orpheus, my fellow scholar in old times, and

cross Strymon once more with me, to sail with the heroes of the Minuai,

and bring home the golden fleece, and charm for us all men and all

monsters with your magic harp and song?"

Then Orpheus sighed: "Have I not had enough of toil and of weary

wandering far and wide, since I lived in Cheiron's cave, above Iolcos by

the sea? In vain is the skill and the voice which my goddess mother gave

me; in vain have I sung and laboured; in vain I went down to the dead,

and charmed all the kings of Hades, to win back Eurydice my bride. For I

won her, my beloved, and lost her again the same day, and wandered away

in my madness, even to Egypt and the Libyan sands, and the isles of all

the seas, driven on by the terrible gadfly, while I charmed in vain the

hearts of men, and the savage forest beasts, and the trees, and the

lifeless stones, with my magic harp and song, giving rest, but finding

none. But at last Calliope, my mother, delivered me, and brought me home

in peace; and I dwell here in the cave alone, among the savage Cicon

tribes, softening their wild hearts with music and the gentle laws of

Zeus. And now I must go out again, to the ends of all the earth, far

away into the misty darkness, to the last wave of the Eastern Sea. But

what is doomed must be, and a friend's demand obeyed; for prayers are

the daughters of Zeus, and who honours them honours him."

Then Orpheus rose up sighing, and took his harp, and went over Strymon.

And he led Jason to the southwest, up the banks of Haliacmon and over

the spurs of Pindus, to Dodona the town of Zeus, where it stood by the

side of the sacred lake, and the fountain which breathed out fire, in

the darkness of the ancient oak wood, beneath the mountain of the

hundred springs. And he led him to the holy oak, where the black dove

settled in old times, and was changed into the priestess of Zeus, and

gave oracles to all nations round. And he bade him cut down a bough, and

sacrifice to Hera and to Zeus; and they took the bough and came to

Iolcos, and nailed it to the beak head of the ship.

And at last the ship was finished, and they tried to launch her down the

beach; but she was too heavy for them to move her, and her keel sank

deep in the sand. Then all the heroes looked at each other blushing; but

Jason spoke, and said, "Let us ask the magic bough; perhaps it can help

us in our need."

Then a voice came from the bough, and Jason heard the words it said, and

bade Orpheus play upon the harp, while the heroes waited round, holding

the pine-trunk rollers, to help her toward the sea.

Then Orpheus took his harp, and began his magic song: "How sweet it is

to ride upon the surges, and to leap from wave to wave, while the wind

sings cheerful in the cordage, and the oars flash fast among the foam!

How sweet it is to roam across the ocean, and see new towns and wondrous

lands, and to come home laden with treasure, and to win undying fame!"

And the good ship Argo heard him, and longed to be away and out at sea;

till she stirred in every timber, and heaved from stem to stern, and

leapt up from the sand upon the rollers, and plunged onward like a

gallant horse; and the heroes fed her path with pine trunks, till she

rushed into the whispering sea.

Then they stored her well with food and water, and pulled the ladder up

on board, and settled themselves each man to his oar, and kept time to

Orpheus's harp; and away across the bay they rowed southward, while the

people lined the cliffs; and the women wept while the men shouted, at

the starting of that gallant crew.

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