Stories from the Greek Tragedians eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 188 pages of information about Stories from the Greek Tragedians.

Stories from the Greek Tragedians eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 188 pages of information about Stories from the Greek Tragedians.
clad themselves in arms, and leapt out of the ships on to the island, which they circled about so that the Persians knew not whither they should turn.  And many were smitten down with stones, and many with arrows, till at the last the men of Greece, making an onslaught together, slew them with their swords so that there was not a man left alive.  Which thing when the King beheld, for he sat on a hill nigh unto the shore of the sea, whence he could regard the whole army, he uttered a great cry, and rent his garments, and bade his army that was on the land fly with all speed.”

And when the Queen heard these things she said, “O my son, ill hast thou avenged thyself on this city of Athens!  But tell me, messenger, what befell them that escaped from the battle?”

“As for the ships,” he said; “O Queen, such as perished not in the bay fled without order, the wind favouring them.  But of the army many indeed perished of thirst in the land of Boeotia, and the rest departed with all speed through the land of Phocis and the coasts of Doris till we came to the region of Thessaly, being in sore straits for food.  And here also many perished of hunger and thirst; but such as were left came into the land of Macedonia, and thence to the coasts of Thrace, even to the great river of Strymon.  And there the Gods caused that there should be a frost out of season, so that the river was covered with ice in one night; which marvel when we beheld we worshipped the Gods, yea, such as had said before in their hearts that there were no Gods.  And when our prayers were ended we crossed over; and with such as crossed before the sun was risen high upon the earth, it was well; for as the day grew towards noon, the ice was melted in the midst of the river, and the people fell through, one upon the other, and perished miserably, so that he might be counted happiest that died most speedily.  But such as remained fled across the plains of Thrace with much toil and trouble, and are now come to our homes, being but a very few out of many.”

Then said the Queen, “Truly my dream is fulfilled to the utmost.  But now let us do what we may.  For the past no man may change; but for the future we may take thought.  Wherefore I will offer incense to the Gods and to the dead; and do you take faithful counsel together, and if the King my son should come before I be returned, comfort him and bring him to the palace, lest a yet worse thing befall us.”

Then the Queen departed; and the old men made lamentation for the dead, and bewailed themselves for the trouble that had befallen the land of Persia.  But after a while she returned, walking on her feet and in sober array, for she would put away all pride and pomp, knowing that the Gods were wroth with the land and its rulers.  And she brought with her such things as men are wont to offer to the dead—­milk and honey, and pure water from a fountain, and pure juice of a wild vine; also the fruit of the olive, and garlands of flowers; and she bade the old men sing a hymn to the dead, and call up the spirit of King Darius, while she offered her offerings to them that bear rule in hell.

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