CHAPTER XII.

PLUTO.

Pluto[1] (Dis, Hades, Orcus, Aïdoneus), son of Cronus and Rhea,

received as his share of the world the supervision of the Infernal

Regions, situated beneath the earth, and was also appointed god of the

dead and of riches, for all precious metals are buried deep in the

bosom of the earth.

[1] Besides this Pluto, god of the Infernal Regions, the

Greeks also worshiped Plutus, a son of Ceres and Jason, who

was known exclusively as the god of wealth. Abandoned in

infancy, he was brought up by Pax, the goddess of peace, who

is often represented holding him in her lap. Because Plutus

insisted upon bestowing his favors upon good and noble

mortals only, Jupiter soon deprived him of his sight. Since

then the blind god's gifts have been distributed

indiscriminately.

This god inspired all men with a great fear. They never spoke of him

without trembling, and fervently prayed that they might never see his

face; for, when he appeared on the surface of the earth, it was only

in search of some victim to drag down into his dismal abode, or to

make sure there was no crevice through which a sunbeam might glide to

brighten its gloom and dispel its shadows. Whenever the stern god set

out on one of these expeditions, he rode in a chariot drawn by four

coal-black steeds; and, if any obstacle presented itself to impede his

progress, he struck it with his two-pronged fork, the emblem of his

power, and the obstacle was immediately removed. It was on one of

these occasions that Pluto kidnapped Proserpina, the fair goddess of

vegetation, daughter of Ceres, whom he set on his throne in Hades, and

crowned his queen (p. 183).

[Sidenote: Worship of Pluto.]

Pluto is always represented as a stern, dark, bearded man, with

tightly closed lips, a crown on his head, a scepter and a key in hand,

to show how carefully he guards those who enter his domains, and how

vain are their hopes to effect their escape. No temples were dedicated

to him, and statues of this god are very rare. Human sacrifices were

sometimes offered on his altars; and at his festivals, held every

hundred years, and thence called Secular Games, none but black animals

were slain.

[Sidenote: Hades.]

His kingdom, generally called Hades, was very difficult of access.

According to Roman traditions, it could only be entered at Avernus,

but the Greeks asserted that there was another entrance near the

Promontory of Tænarum. Both nations agreed, however, in saying that it

was an almost impossible feat to get out again if one were rash enough

to venture in.

"To the shades you go a down-hill, easy way;

But to return and re-enjoy the day,

This is a work, a labor!"

Virgil.

To prevent all mortals from entering, and all spirits from escaping,

Pluto placed a huge three-headed dog, called Cerberus, to guard the

gate.

"There in state old Cerberus sate,

A three-headed dog, as cruel as Fate,

Guarding the entrance early and late."

Saxe.

From thence a long subterranean passage, through which shadowy spirits

glided incessantly, led to the throne room, where Pluto and Proserpina

sat in state, clad in their sable robes. From the foot of this throne

flowed the rivers which channeled the Lower World. One, the Cocytus,

rolled salt waves, composed of naught but the tears flowing

continually from the eyes of the criminals condemned to hard labor in

Tartarus, the portion of Hades reserved for the exclusive use of the

wicked.

"Cocytus, named of lamentation loud

Heard on the rueful stream."

Homer.

[Sidenote: Rivers of Hades.]

To separate this section from the remainder of his realm, Pluto

surrounded it with the Phlegethon, a river of fire; while the Acheron,

a black and deep stream, was to be passed by all souls ere they

reached Pluto's throne and heard his decree. The current of this river

was so swift, that even the boldest swimmer could not pass over; and,

as there was no bridge, all the spirits were obliged to rely upon the

aid of Charon, an aged boatman, who plied the only available skiff--a

leaky, worm-eaten punt--from shore to shore. Neither would he allow

any soul to enter his bark, unless he was first given a small coin,

called the obolus, the ferryman's fare, which the ancients carefully

laid under the tongue of the dead, that they might pass on to Pluto

without delay. Charon's leaky boat no sooner touched the shore than a

host of eager spirits pressed forward to claim a place. The cruel

boatman repulsed them roughly, and brandished his oars, while he

leisurely selected those he would next ferry across the stream.

"The shiv'ring army stands,

And press for passage with extended hands.

Now these, now those, the surly boatman bore;

The rest he drove to distance from the shore."

Virgil (Dryden's tr.).

All those who could not produce the required obolus were obliged to

wait one hundred years, at the end of which time Charon reluctantly

ferried them over free of charge.

There was also in Hades the sacred river Styx, by whose waters the

gods swore their most irrevocable oaths; and the blessed Lethe, whose

waters had the power to make one forget all unpleasant things, thus

preparing the good for a state of endless bliss in the Elysian Fields.

[Illustration: THE FURIES.--A Study for the Masque of

Cupid.--Burne-Jones.]

"Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls

Her wat'ry labrinth, whereof who drinks,

Forthwith his former state and being forgets,

Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain."

Milton.

[Sidenote: The judges.]

Near Pluto's throne were seated the three judges of Hades, Minos,

Rhadamanthus, and Æacus, whose duty it was to question all newly

arrived souls, to sort out the confused mass of good and bad thoughts

and actions, and place them in the scales of Themis, the blindfolded,

impartial goddess of justice, who bore a trenchant sword to indicate

that her decrees would be mercilessly enforced. If the good outweighed

the evil, the spirit was led to the Elysian Fields; but if, on the

contrary, the evil prevailed, the spirit was condemned to suffer in

the fires of Tartarus.

"Where his decrees

The guilty soul within the burning gates

Of Tartarus compel, or send the good

To inhabit, with eternal health and peace,

The valley of Elysium."

Akenside.

[Sidenote: The Furies.]

The guilty souls were always intrusted to the three snake-locked

Furies (Erinnyes, or Eumenides), who drove them with their stinging

lashes to the gates of Tartarus. These deities, who were sisters, and

children of Acheron and Nyx, were distinguished by the individual

names of Alecto, Tisiphone, and Megæra, and with Nemesis, goddess of

revenge, were noted for their hard hearts and the merciless manner in

which they hurried the ghosts intrusted to their care over the fiery

flood of the Phlegethon, and through the brazen gates of their future

place of incessant torment.

[Illustration: THE THREE FATES.--Thumann.]

"There rolls swift Phlegethon, with thund'ring sound,

His broken rocks, and whirls his surges round.

On mighty columns rais'd sublime are hung

The massy gates, impenetrably strong.

In vain would men, in vain would gods essay,

To hew the beams of adamant away.

Here rose an iron tow'r: before the gate,

By night and day, a wakeful Fury sate,

The pale Tisiphone; a robe she wore,

With all the pomp of horror, dy'd in gore."

Virgil (C. Pitt's tr.).

[Sidenote: The Fates.]

The three Fates (Moeræ, Parcæ), sisters, also sat near Pluto's throne.

Clotho, the youngest, spun the thread of life, in which the bright and

dark lines were intermingled. Lachesis, the second, twisted it; and

under her fingers it was now strong, now weak.

"Twist ye, twine ye! even so,

Mingle shades of joy and woe,

Hope, and fear, and peace, and strife,

In the thread of human life."

Scott.

Atropos, the third sister, armed with a huge pair of shears,

remorselessly cut short the thread of life,--an intimation that

another soul would ere long find its way down into the dark kingdom of

Hades.

[Sidenote: Tartarus.]

When the gates of Tartarus turned on their hinges to receive the

newcomer, a chorus of cries, groans, and imprecations from within fell

upon his ear, mingled with the whistling of the whips incessantly

plied by retributive deities.

"What sounds were heard,

What scenes appeared,

O'er all the dreary coasts!

Dreadful gleams,

Dismal screams,

Fires that glow,

Shrieks of woe,

Sullen moans,

Hollow groans,

And cries of tortured ghosts."

Pope.

[Sidenote: The Danaides.]

Many victims renowned while on earth for their cruelty found here the

just punishment of their sins. Attention was first attracted by a

group of beautiful maidens, who carried water to fill a bottomless

cask. Down to the stream they hastened, a long procession, filled

their urns with water, painfully clambered up the steep and slippery

bank, and poured their water into the cask; but when, exhausted and

ready to faint from fatigue, they paused to rest for a moment, the

cutting lash fell upon their bare shoulders, and spurred them on to

renewed efforts to complete a task so hopeless that it has become

proverbial.

These fair maidens were the Danaides, daughters of Danaus, who had

pledged his fifty daughters to the fifty sons of his brother Ægyptus.

The marriage preparations were all completed, when Danaus suddenly

remembered an ancient prophecy which had quite escaped his memory, and

which foretold that he would perish by the hand of his son-in-law.

It was now too late to prevent the marriages, so, calling his

daughters aside, he told them what the oracle had said, and, giving

them each a sharp dagger, bade them slay their husbands on their

wedding night. The marriages were celebrated, as was customary, with

mirth, dance, and song; and the revelry continued until late at night,

when, the guests having departed, the newly married couples retired.

But as soon as Danaus' daughters were quite certain their husbands

were fast asleep, they produced their daggers and slew their mates.

"Danaus arm'd each daughter's hand

To stain with blood the bridal bed."

Euripides (Potter's tr.).

One of the brides only, Hypermnestra, loved her husband too dearly to

obey her father's command, and, when morning broke, only forty-nine of

Ægyptus' sons were found lifeless. The sole survivor, Lynceus, to

avenge his brothers' death, slew Danaus, thus fulfilling the ominous

prophecy; while the gods, incensed by the Danaides' heartlessness,

sent them to Hades, where they were compelled to fill the bottomless

cask.

[Sidenote: Tantalus.]

Tartarus also detained within its brazen portals a cruel king named

Tantalus (the father of Niobe), who, while on earth, had starved and

ill-treated his subjects, insulted the immortal gods, and on one

occasion had even dared to cook and serve up to them his own son

Pelops. Most of the gods were immediately aware of the deception

practiced upon them, and refused the new dish; but Ceres, who was very

melancholy on account of the recent loss of her daughter, paid no heed

to what was offered her, and in a fit of absent-mindedness ate part of

the lad's shoulder.

The gods in pity restored the youth to life, and Ceres replaced the

missing shoulder with one of ivory or of gold. Driven away from his

kingdom, which was seized by the King of Troy, Pelops took refuge in

Greece, where he ruled the extensive peninsula, the Peloponnesus,

which still bears his name.

To punish the inhuman Tantalus, the gods then sent him to Tartarus,

where he stood up to his chin in a stream of pure water, tormented

with thirst; for, whenever he stooped to drink, the waters fled from

his parched lips. Over his head hung a branch of luscious fruit. His

hunger was as intolerable as his thirst; but, whenever he clutched at

the fruit, the branch swung upward, and eluded his eager grasp.

"Above, beneath, around his hapless head,

Trees of all kinds delicious fruitage spread.

The fruit he strives to seize; but blasts arise,

Toss it on high, and whirl it to the skies."

Homer (Pope's tr.).

This singular punishment inflicted upon Tantalus gave rise to the

expression "to tantalize."

[Sidenote: Sisyphus.]

Another criminal was Sisyphus, who, while king of Corinth, had misused

his power, had robbed and killed travelers, and even deceived the

gods. His reprehensible conduct was punished in Tartarus, where he was

condemned to roll a huge stone to the top of a very steep hill; and

just as he reached the summit, and fancied his task done, the rock

would slip from his grasp and roll to the foot of the hill, thus

obliging him to renew all his exertions.

"With many a weary step, and many a groan,

Up the high hill he heaves a huge round stone;

The huge round stone, resulting with a bound,

Thunders impetuous down, and smokes along the ground.

Again the restless orb his toil renews,

Dust mounts in clouds, and sweat descends in dews."

Homer (Pope's tr.).

[Sidenote: Salmoneus.]

Salmoneus, another king, had vainly tried to make his subjects believe

he was Jupiter. To that effect, he had once driven over a brazen

bridge to imitate the roll of thunder, and, to simulate the

thunderbolts, had thrown lighted torches down upon the multitude,

purposely assembled below.

"Th' audacious wretch four fiery coursers drew:

He wav'd a torch aloft, and, madly vain,

Sought godlike worship from a servile train.

Ambitious fool, with horny hoofs to pass

O'er hollow arches of resounding brass,

To rival thunder in its rapid course,

And imitate inimitable force!"

Virgil (Dryden's tr.).

This insolent parody so incensed Jupiter, that he grasped one of his

deadliest thunderbolts, brandished it aloft for a moment, and then

hurled it with vindictive force at the arrogant king. In Tartarus,

Salmoneus was placed beneath an overhanging rock, which momentarily

threatened to fall, and crush him under its mass.

"He was doomed to sit under a huge stone,

Which the father of the gods

Kept over his head suspended.

Thus he sat

In continual dread of its downfall,

And lost to every comfort."

Pindar.

[Sidenote: Tityus.]

Still farther on was the recumbent form of Tityus, a giant whose body

covered nine acres of ground. He had dared offer an insult to Juno,

and in punishment was chained like Prometheus, while a vulture feasted

on his liver.

"There Tityus was to see, who took his birth

From heav'n, his nursing from the foodful earth:

Here his gigantic limbs, with large embrace,

Infold nine acres of infernal space.

A rav'nous vulture in his open side

Her crooked beak and cruel talons try'd:

Still for the growing liver digg'd his breast,

The growing liver still supply'd the feast."

Virgil (Dryden's tr.).

[Sidenote: Ixion.]

Here in Tartarus, too, was Ixion, king of the Lapithæ, who had been

given the hand of Dia in marriage on condition that he would give her

father a stipulated sum of money in exchange, but who, as soon as the

maiden was his, refused to keep his promise. The father-in-law was an

avaricious man, and clamored so loudly for his money, that Ixion, to

be rid of his importunities, slew him. Such an act of violence could

not be overlooked by the gods: so Jupiter summoned Ixion to appear

before him and state his case.

Ixion pleaded so skillfully, that Jupiter was about to declare him

acquitted, when he suddenly caught him making love to Juno, which

offense seemed so unpardonable, that he sent him to Tartarus, where he

was bound to a constantly revolving wheel of fire.

"Proud Ixion (doom'd to feel

The tortures of the eternal wheel,

Bound by the hand of angry Jove)

Received the due rewards of impious love."

Sophocles (Francklin's tr.).

[Sidenote: Elysian Fields.]

Far out of sight and hearing of the pitiful sounds which so constantly

rose out of Tartarus, were the Elysian Fields, lighted by a sun and

moon of their own, decked with the most fragrant and beautiful of

flowers, and provided with every charm that nature or art could

supply. No storms or wintry winds ever came to rob these fields of

their springlike beauty; and here the blessed spent eternity, in

pleasant communion with the friends they had loved on earth.

"Patriots who perished for their country's rights,

Or nobly triumphed in the fields of fight:

There holy priests and sacred poets stood,

Who sang with all the raptures of a god:

Worthies whose lives by useful arts refined;

With those who leave a deathless name behind,

Friends of the world, and fathers of mankind."

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