in his fireless house and wretched home; for the sun shows him no pastures to make for, but goes to and fro over the land and city of dusky men,I.e.the dark-skinned people of Africa, the Egyptians or Aethiopians. and shines more sluggishly upon the whole race of the Hellenes. Then the horned and unhorned denizens of the wood,with teeth chattering pitifully, flee through the copses and glades, and all, as they seek shelter, have this one care, to gain thick coverts or some hollow rock. Then, like the Three-legged OneI.e.an old man walking with a staff (the “third leg”—as in the riddle of the Sphinx). whose back is broken and whose head looks down upon the ground,like him, I say, they wander to escape the white snow. Then put on, as I bid you, a soft coat and a tunic to the feet to shield your body,—and you should weave thick woof on thin warp. In this clothe yourself so that your hair may keep still