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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" xml:lang="eng" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0013.tlg004.perseus-eng2"><l n="485">through its sound all manner of things that delight the mind, being easily played
        with gentle familiarities, for it abhors toilsome drudgery; but whoso in ignorance enquires
        of it violently, to him it chatters mere vanity and foolishness.<milestone n="488" unit="card"/> But you are able to learn whatever you please. </l><l n="490">So then, I will give you this lyre, glorious son of Zeus, while I for my part will
        graze down with wild-roving cattle the pastures on hill and horse-feeding plain: so shall
        the cows covered by the bulls calve abundantly both males and females. And now there is no
        need for you, </l><l n="495">bargainer though you are, to be furiously angry.”<!-- <milestone type="endquote"/> --> <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>When Hermes had said this, he
        held out the lyre: and Phoebus Apollo took it, and readily put his shining whip in Hermes'
        hand, and ordained him keeper of herds. The son of Maia received it joyfully, </l><l n="500">while the glorious son of Leto, the lord far-working Apollo, took the lyre upon his
        left arm and tried each string with the key. <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>Awesomely it sounded at the touch of the god,
        while he sang sweetly to its note. Afterwards they two, the all-glorious sons of Zeus turned
        the cows back towards the sacred meadow, </l><l n="505">but themselves hastened back to snowy <placeName key="tgn,7011019">Olympus</placeName>, delighting in the lyre. Then wise Zeus was glad and made them both
        friends. And Hermes loved the son of Leto continually, even as he does now, when he had
        given the lyre as token to the Far-shooter, </l><l n="510">who played it skilfully, holding it upon his arm. But for himself Hermes found out
        another cunning art and made himself the pipes whose sound is heard afar.<milestone n="513" unit="card"/> <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>Then the son of Leto said to Hermes: <!-- <milestone type="startquote"/> -->“Son of Maia, guide and cunning one, I
        fear </l><l n="515">you may steal from me the lyre and my curved bow together; for you have an office
        from Zeus, to establish deeds of barter amongst men throughout the fruitful earth. Now if
        you would only swear me the great oath of the gods, either by nodding your head, or by the
        potent water of Styx, </l><l n="520">you would do all that can please and ease my heart.”<!-- <milestone type="endquote"/> --> <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>Then Maia's son nodded his
        head and promised that he would never steal anything of all the Far-shooter possessed, and
        would never go near his strong house; but Apollo, son of Leto, swore to be fellow and friend
        to Hermes, </l><l n="525">vowing that he would love no other among the immortals, neither god nor man sprung
        from Zeus, better than Hermes: </l><l n="526a">and the Father sent forth an eagle in confirmation. And Apollo swear also: <!-- <milestone type="startquote"/> -->“Verily
        I will make you only to be an omen for the immortals and all alike, trusted and honored by
        my heart. Moreover, I will give you a splendid staff of riches and wealth: </l><l n="530">it is of gold, with three branches, and will keep you scatheless, accomplishing
        every task, whether of words or deeds that are good, which I claim to know through the
        utterance of Zeus. But as for sooth-saying, noble, heaven-born child, of which you ask, it
        is not lawful for you to learn it, nor for any other </l><l n="535">of the deathless gods: only the mind of Zeus knows that. I am pledged and have
        vowed and sworn a strong oath that no other of the eternal gods save I should know the
        wise-hearted counsel of Zeus. And do not you, my brother, bearer of the golden wand, bid me </l><l n="540">tell those decrees which all-seeing Zeus intends. As for men, I will harm one and
        profit another, sorely perplexing the tribes of unenviable men. Whosoever shall come guided
        by the call and flight of birds of sure omen, </l><l n="545">that man shall have advantage through my voice, and I will not deceive him. But
        whoso shall trust to idly-chattering birds and shall seek to invoke my prophetic art
        contrary to my will, and to understand more than the eternal gods, I declare that he shall
        come on an idle journey; yet his gifts I would take.<milestone n="550" unit="card"/>
      </l><l n="550"><milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>But I will tell you another thing, Son of all-glorious Maia and Zeus who holds the
        aegis, luck-bringing genius of the gods. There are certain holy ones, sisters born —three
          virgins<note anchored="true" resp="ed">The Thriae, who practised divination by means of
          pebbles (also called<foreign xml:lang="greek">qriai/</foreign>). In this hymn they are
          represented as aged maidens (ll. 553-4), but are closely associated with bees (ll.
          559-563) and possibly are here conceived as having human heads and breasts with the bodies
          and wings of bees. See the edition of Allen and Sikes, Appendix III.</note> gifted with
        wings: their heads are besprinkled with white meal, </l><l n="555">and they dwell under a ridge of <placeName key="tgn,7011022">Parnassus</placeName>.
        These are teachers of divination apart from me, the art which I practised while yet a boy
        following herds, though my father paid no heed to it. From their home they fly now here, now
        there, feeding on honey-comb and bringing all things to pass. </l><l n="560">And when they are inspired through eating yellow honey, they are willing to speak
        truth; but if they be deprived of the gods' sweet food, then they speak falsely, as they
        swarm in and out together. These, then, I give you; enquire of them strictly </l><l n="565">and delight your heart: and if you should teach any mortal so to do, often will he
        hear your response —if he have good fortune. Take these, Son of Maia, and tend the wild
        roving, horned oxen and horses and patient mules.”<!-- <milestone type="endquote"/> --> </l><l n="568a"><milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>So he spake. And from heaven father Zeus himself gave confirmation to his words, </l><l n="568b">and commanded that glorious Hermes should be lord over all birds of omen and
        grim-eyed lions, and boars with gleaming tusks, </l></div></body></text></TEI>
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