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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0020.tlg001.perseus-eng2" xml:lang="eng"><l n="770">pitiless, and he
                              has a cruel trick. On those who go in he fawns with his tail and both
                              his ears, but suffers them not to go out back again, but keeps watch
                              and devours whomever he catches going out of the gates of strong Hades
                              and awful Persephone. </l><l n="775">And there
                              dwells the goddess loathed by the deathless gods, terrible Styx,
                              eldest daughter of backflowing<note resp="Loeb" anchored="true">Oceanus is here regarded as a continuous stream enclosing the
                                   earth and the seas, and so as flowing back upon
                              himself.</note>Ocean. She lives apart from the gods in her glorious
                              house vaulted over with great rocks and propped up to heaven all round
                              with silver pillars.</l><l n="780">Rarely does
                              the daughter of Thaumas, swift-footed Iris, come to her with a message
                              over the sea's wide back. But when strife and quarrel arise among the
                              deathless gods, and when any one of them who live in the house of
                                   <placeName key="tgn,7011019">Olympus</placeName> lies, then Zeus
                              sends Iris to bring in a golden jug the great oath of the
                                   gods</l><l n="785">from far away, the
                              famous cold water which trickles down from a high and beetling rock.
                              Far under the wide-pathed earth a branch of Oceanus flows through the
                              dark night out of the holy stream, and a tenth part of his water is
                              allotted to her.</l><l n="790">With nine
                              silver-swirling streams he winds about the earth and the sea's wide
                              back, and then falls into the main<note resp="Loeb" anchored="true">The conception of Oceanus is here different: he has nine streams
                                   which encircle the earth and the flow out into the
                                   “main” which appears to be the waste of waters on
                                   which, according to early Greek and Hebrew cosmology, the
                                   disk-like earth floated.</note>; but the tenth flows out from a
                              rock, a sore trouble to the gods. For whoever of the deathless gods
                              that hold the peaks of snowy <placeName key="tgn,7011019">Olympus</placeName> pours a libation of her water and is
                                   forsworn,</l><l n="795">must lie
                              breathless until a full year is completed, and never come near to
                              taste ambrosia and nectar, but lie spiritless and voiceless on a
                              strewn bed: and a heavy trance overshadows him. But when he has spent
                              a long year in his sickness,</l><l n="800">another penance more hard follows after the first. For nine years he
                              is cut off from the eternal gods and never joins their councils or
                              their feasts, nine full years. But in the tenth year he comes again to
                              join the assemblies of the deathless gods who live in the house of
                                   <placeName key="tgn,7011019">Olympus</placeName>.</l><l n="805">Such an oath, then, did the gods
                              appoint the eternal and primeval water of Styx to be: and it spouts
                              through a rugged place.
                    

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                          And there, all in their order, are the sources and ends of the dark
                              earth and misty Tartarus and the unfruitful sea and starry
                                   heaven,</l><l n="810">loathsome and dank,
                              which even the gods abhor. And there are shining gates and an
                              immovable threshold of bronze having unending roots, and it is grown
                              of itself.<note resp="Loeb" anchored="true"><hi rend="Italic">I.e.</hi>the threshold is of “native” metal,
                                   and not artificial.</note>And beyond, away from all the gods,
                              live the Titans, beyond gloomy Chaos.</l><l n="815">But the glorious allies of loud-crashing Zeus have their
                              dwelling upon Ocean's foundations, even Cottus and Gyes; but Briareos,
                              being goodly, the deep-roaring Earth-Shaker made his son-in-law,
                              giving him Cymopolea his daughter to wed.
                    

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            </l><l n="820">But when Zeus had driven the
                              Titans from heaven, huge Earth bore her youngest child Typhoeus of the
                              love of Tartarus, by the aid of golden Aphrodite. Strength was with
                              his hands in all that he did and the feet of the strong god were
                              untiring. From his shoulders</l><l n="825">grew a hundred heads of a snake, a fearful dragon, with dark,
                              flickering tongues, and from under the brows of his eyes in his
                              marvellous heads flashed fire, and fire burned from his heads as he
                              glared. And there were voices in all his dreadful heads</l><l n="830">which uttered every kind of sound
                              unspeakable; for at one time they made sounds such that the gods
                              understood, but at another, the noise of a bull bellowing aloud in
                              proud ungovernable fury; and at another, the sound of a lion,
                              relentless of heart; and at another, sounds like whelps, wonderful to
                                   hear;</l><l n="835">and again, at
                              another, he would hiss, so that the high mountains re-echoed. And
                              truly a thing past help would have happened on that day, and he would
                              have come to reign over mortals and immortals, had not the father of
                              men and gods been quick to perceive it. But he thundered hard and
                              mightily: and the earth around</l><l n="840">resounded terribly and the wide heaven above, and the sea and
                              Ocean's streams and the nether parts of the earth. Great <placeName key="tgn,7011019">Olympus</placeName> reeled beneath the divine
                              feet of the king as he arose and earth groaned thereat. And through
                              the two of them heat took hold on the dark-blue sea,</l><l n="845">through the thunder and lightning,
                              and through the fire from the monster, and the scorching winds and
                              blazing thunderbolt. The whole earth seethed, and sky and sea: and the
                              long waves raged along the beaches round and about at the rush of the
                              deathless gods: and there arose an endless shaking.</l><l n="850">Hades trembled where he rules over
                              the dead below, and the Titans under Tartarus who live with Cronos,
                              because of the unending clamor and the fearful strife. 
                    

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                         So when Zeus had raised up his might and seized his arms, thunder and
                              lightning and lurid thunderbolt,</l><l n="855">he leaped from <placeName key="tgn,7011019">Olympus</placeName> and
                              struck him, and burned all the marvellous heads of the monster about
                              him. But when Zeus had conquered him and lashed him with strokes,
                              Typhoeus was hurled down, a maimed wreck, so that the huge earth
                              groaned. And flame shot forth from the thunderstricken lord</l><l n="860">in the dim rugged glens of the
                                   mount,<note resp="Loeb" anchored="true">According to Homer
                                   Typhoeus was overwhelmed by Zeus amongst the Arimi in <placeName key="tgn,7002470">Cilicia</placeName>. Pindar represents him
                                   as buried under <placeName key="tgn,7003867">Aetna</placeName>,
                                   and Tzetzes read <placeName key="tgn,7003867">Aetna</placeName>
                                   in this passage.</note>when he was smitten. A great part of huge
                              earth was scorched by the terrible vapor and melted as tin melts when
                              heated by men's art in channelled<note resp="Loeb" anchored="true">The
                                   epithet (which means literally<hi rend="Italic">well-bored</hi>) seems to refer to the spout of the
                                   crucible.</note>crucibles; or as iron, which is hardest of all
                              things, is shortened</l><l n="865">by glowing
                              fire in mountain glens and melts in the divine earth through the
                              strength of Hephaestus.<note resp="Loeb" anchored="true">The fire god.
                                   There is no reference to volcanic action: iron was smelted on
                                        <placeName key="tgn,1105013">Mount Ida</placeName>; cp.<hi rend="Italic">Epigrams of Homer,</hi>ix. 2-4.</note>Even so,
                              then, the earth melted in the glow of the blazing fire. And in the
                              bitterness of his anger Zeus cast him into wide Tartarus. And from
                              Typhoeus come boisterous winds which blow damply,</l></div></body></text></TEI>
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