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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="edition" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0032.tlg007.perseus-eng2" xml:lang="eng"><div type="textpart" subtype="book" n="1"><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="4"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="3"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>He was, perhaps, too talkative, partly on account<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">His talkativeness</note> of his education, because he had always been required by his teacher to render an account of what he was doing and to obtain an account from others whenever he was judge; and partly also because of his natural curiosity, he was habitually putting many questions to those about him why things were thus and so; and because of his alertness of mind he readily answered questions that others put to him; so that from all these causes his talkativeness grew upon him. But it was not unpleasant; for just as in the body, in the case of those who have attained their growth although they are still young, there yet appears that freshness which betrays their lack of years, so also in Cyrus’s case his talkativeness disclosed not impertinence but naïveté and an affectionate disposition, so that one would be better pleased to hear still more from his lips than to sit by and have him keep silent. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="4"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>But as he advanced in stature and in years to the time of attaining youth’s estate, he then came to use fewer words, his voice was more subdued, and he became so bashful that he actually blushed whenever he met his elders; and that puppy-like manner of breaking in upon anybody and everybody alike he no longer exhibited with so much forwardness. So he became more quiet, to be sure, but in social intercourse altogether charming. The boys liked him,<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">His spirit of comradeship</note> too; for in all the contests in which those of the same age are wont often to engage with one another he did not challenge his mates to those in which he knew he was superior, but he proposed precisely those exercises in which he knew he was not their equal, saying that he would do better than they; and he would at once take the lead, jumping up upon the horses to contend on horseback either in archery or in throwing the spear, although he was not yet a good rider, and when he was beaten he laughed at himself most heartily. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="5"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>And as he did not shirk being beaten and take refuge in refusing to do that in which he was beaten, but persevered in attempting to do better next time, he speedily became the equal of his fellows in horsemanship and soon on account of his love for the sport he surpassed them; and before long he had exhausted the supply of animals in the park by hunting and shooting and killing them, so that Astyages was no longer able to collect animals for him. And when <persName>Cyrus</persName> saw that notwithstanding his desire to do so, the king was unable to provide him with many animals alive, he said to him: <said direct="true">Why should you take the trouble, grandfather, to get animals for me? If you will only send me out with my uncle to hunt, I shall consider that all the animals I see were bred for me.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="6"><p>But though he was exceedingly eager to go out hunting, he could no longer coax for it as he used to do when he was a boy, but he became more diffident in his approaches. And in the very matter for which he found fault with Sacas before, namely that he would not admit him to his grandfather—he himself now became a Sacas unto himself; for he would not go in unless he saw that it was a proper time, and he asked Sacas by all means to let him know when it was convenient. And so Sacas now came to love him dearly, as did all the rest. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="7"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>However, when Astyages realized that he was<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">He goes hunting</note> exceedingly eager to hunt out in the wilds, he let him go out with his uncle and he sent along some older men on horseback to look after him, to keep him away from dangerous places and guard him against wild beasts, in case any should appear. <persName>Cyrus</persName>, therefore, eagerly inquired of those who attended him what animals one ought not to approach and what animals one might pursue without fear. And they told him that bears and boars and lions and leopards had killed many who came close to them, but that deer and gazelles and wild sheep and wild asses were harmless. And they said this also, that one must be on one’s guard against dangerous places no less than against wild beasts; for many riders had been thrown over precipices, horses and all. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="8"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>All these lessons <persName>Cyrus</persName> eagerly learned. But when he saw a deer spring out from under cover, he forgot everything that he had heard and gave chase, seeing nothing but the direction in which it was making. And somehow his horse in taking a leap fell upon its knees and almost threw him over its head. However, <persName>Cyrus</persName> managed, with some difficulty, to keep his seat, and his horse got up. And when he came to level ground, he threw his spear and brought down the deer—a fine, large quarry. And he, of course, was greatly delighted; but the guards rode up and scolded him and told him into what danger he had gone and declared that they would tell of him. Now <persName>Cyrus</persName> stood there, for he had dismounted, and was vexed at being spoken to in this way. But when he heard a halloo, he sprang upon his horse like one possessed and when he saw a boar rushing straight toward him, he rode to meet him and aiming well he struck the boar between the eyes and brought him down. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="9"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>This time, however, his uncle also reproved him, for he had witnessed his foolhardiness. But for all his scolding, <persName>Cyrus</persName> nevertheless asked his permission to carry home and present to his grandfather all the game that he had taken himself. And his uncle, they say, replied: <said direct="true">But if he finds out that you have been giving chase, he will chide not only you but me also for allowing you to do so.</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">And if he choose,</said> said <persName>Cyrus</persName>, <said direct="true">let him flog me, provided only I may give him the game. And you, uncle,</said> said he, <said direct="true">may punish me in any way you please—only grant me this favour.</said><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>And finally Cyaxares said, though with reluctance: <said direct="true">Do as you wish; for now it looks as if it were you who are our king.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="10"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>So <persName>Cyrus</persName> carried the animals in and gave them to his grandfather, saying that he had himself taken this game for him. As for the hunting spears, though he did not show them to him, he laid them down all blood-stained where he thought his grandfather would see them. And then Astyages said: <said direct="true">Well, my boy, I am glad to accept what you offer me; however, I do not need any of these things enough for you to risk your life for them.</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">Well then, grandfather,</said> said <persName>Cyrus</persName>, <said direct="true">if you do<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">He distributes the game among his age-fellows</note> not need them, please give them to me, that I may divide them among my boy friends.</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">All right, my boy,</said> said Astyages, <said direct="true">take both this and of the rest of the game as much as you wish and give it to whom you will.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="11"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>So <persName>Cyrus</persName> received it and took it away and proceeded to distribute it among the boys, saying as he did so: <said direct="true">What tomfoolery it was, fellows, when we used to hunt the animals in the park. To me at least, it seems just like hunting animals that were tied up. For, in the first place, they were in a small space; besides, they were lean and mangy; and one of them was lame and another maimed. But the animals out on the mountains and the plains—how fine they looked, and large and sleek! And the deer leaped up skyward as if on wings, and the boars came charging at once, as they say brave men do in battle. And by reason of their bulk it was quite impossible to miss them. And to me at least,</said> said he, <said direct="true">these seem really more beautiful, when dead, than those pent up creatures, when alive. But say,</said> said he, <said direct="true">would not your fathers let you go out hunting, too?</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">Aye, and readily,</said> they said, <said direct="true">if Astyages should give the word.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="12"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">Whom, then, could we find to speak about it<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">The boys lay schemes to go hunting</note> to Astyages?</said> said <persName>Cyrus</persName>.
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">Why</said> said they, <said direct="true">who would be better able to to gain his consent than you yourself?</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">No, by Zeus,</said> said he, <said direct="true">not I; I do not know what sort of fellow I have become; for I cannot speak to my grandfather or even look up at him any more, as I used to do. And if I keep on at this rate,</said> said he, <said direct="true">I fear I shall become a mere dolt and ninny. But when I was a little fellow, I was thought ready enough to chatter.</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">That’s bad news you’re giving us,</said> answered the boys, <said direct="true">if you are not going to be able to act for us in case of need, and we shall have to ask somebody else to do your part.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="13"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>And <persName>Cyrus</persName> was nettled at hearing this and went away without a word; and when he had summoned up his courage to make the venture, he went in, after he had laid his plans how he might with the least annoyance broach the subject to his grandfather and accomplish for himself and the other boys what they desired. Accordingly, he began as follows: <said direct="true">Tell me, grandfather,</said> said he, <said direct="true">if one of your servants runs away and you catch him again, what will you do to him?</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">What else,</said> said he, <said direct="true">but put him in chains and make him work?</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">But if he comes back again of his own accord, what will you do?</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">What</said> said he, <said direct="true">but flog him to prevent his doing it again, and then treat him as before?</said><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">It may be high time, then,</said> said <persName>Cyrus</persName>, <said direct="true">for you to be making ready to flog me; for I am planning to run away from you and take my comrades out hunting.</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">You have done well to tell me in advance,</said> said Astyages; <said direct="true">for now,</said> he went on, <said direct="true">I forbid you to stir from the palace. For it would be a nice thing, if, for the sake of a few morsels of meat, I should play the careless herdsman and lose my daughter her son.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="14"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>When <persName>Cyrus</persName> heard this, he obeyed and stayed<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">They have a great hunt</note> at home; he said nothing, but continued downcast and sulky. However, when Astyages saw that he was exceedingly disappointed, wishing to give him pleasure, he took him out to hunt; he had got the boys together, and a large number of men both on foot and on horseback, and when he had driven the wild animals out into country where riding was practicable, he instituted a great hunt. And as he was present himself, he gave the royal command that no one should throw a spear before <persName>Cyrus</persName> had his fill of hunting. But <persName>Cyrus</persName> would not permit him to interfere, but said: <said direct="true">If you wish me to enjoy the hunt, grandfather, let all my comrades give chase and strive to outdo one another, and each do his very best.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="15"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>Thereupon, Astyages gave his consent and from his position he watched them rushing in rivalry upon the beasts and vying eagerly with one another in giving chase and in throwing the spear. And he was pleased to see that <persName>Cyrus</persName> was unable to keep silence for delight, but, like a well-bred hound, gave tongue whenever he came near an animal and urged on each of his companions by name. And the king was delighted to see him laugh at one and praise another without the least bit of jealousy. At length, then, Astyages went home with a large amount of game; and he was so pleased with that chase, that thenceforth he always went out with <persName>Cyrus</persName> when it was possible, and he took along with him not only many others but, for Cyrus’s sake, the boys as well.
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>Thus <persName>Cyrus</persName> passed most of his time, contriving some pleasure and good for all, but responsible for nothing unpleasant to any one. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="16"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>But when <persName>Cyrus</persName> was about fifteen or sixteen years old, the son of the Assyrian king, on the eve of his marriage, desired in person to get the game for that occasion. Now, hearing that on the frontiers of Assyria and Media there was plenty of game that because of the war had not been hunted, he desired to go out thither. Accordingly, that he might hunt without danger, he took along a large force of cavalry and targeteers, who were to drive the game out of the thickets for him into country that was open and suitable for riding. And when he arrived where their frontier-forts and the garrison were, there he dined, planning to hunt early on the following day. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="17"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>And now when evening had come, the relief-corps<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">The Assyrian’s foray into Media</note> for the former garrison came from the city, both horse and foot. He thought, therefore, that he had a large army at hand; for the two garrisons were there together and he himself had come with a large force of cavalry and infantry. Accordingly, he decided that it was best to make a foray into the Median territory and he thought that thus the exploit of the hunt would appear more brilliant and that the number of animals captured would be immense. And so, rising early, he led his army out; the infantry he left together at the frontier, while he himself, riding up with the horse to the outposts of the Medes, took his stand there with most of his bravest men about him, to prevent the Median guards from coming to the rescue against those who were scouring the country; and he sent out the proper men in divisions, some in one direction, some in another, to scour the country, with orders to capture whatever they came upon and bring it to him.
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>So they were engaged in these operations. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="18"><p>But when word was brought to Astyages that there were enemies in the country, he himself sallied forth to the frontier in person with his body-guard, and likewise his son with the knights that happened to be at hand marched out, while he gave directions to all the others also to come out to his assistance. But when they saw a large number of Assyrian troops drawn up and their cavalry standing still, the Medes also came to a halt.
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>When <persName>Cyrus</persName> saw the rest marching out with<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin"><persName>Cyrus</persName> goes to the front</note> all speed, he put on his armour then for the first time and started out, too; this was an opportunity that he had thought would never come—so eager was he to don his arms; and the armour that his grandfather had had made to order for him was very beautiful and fitted him well. Thus equipped he rode up on his horse. And though Astyages wondered at whose order he had come, he nevertheless told the lad to come and stay by his side. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="19"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>And when <persName>Cyrus</persName> saw many horsemen over against them, he asked: <said direct="true">Say, grandfather,</said> said he, <said direct="true">are those men enemies who sit there quietly upon their horses?</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">Yes, indeed, they are,</said> said he.
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">Are those enemies, too,</said> said <persName>Cyrus</persName>, <said direct="true">who are riding up and down?</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">Yes, they are enemies, too.</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">Well then, by Zeus, grandfather,</said> said he, <said direct="true">at any rate, they are a sorry looking lot on a sorry lot of nags who are raiding our belongings. Why, some of us ought to charge upon them.</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">But don’t  you see, my son,</said> said the king, <said direct="true">what a dense array of cavalry is standing there in line? If we charge upon those over there, these in turn will cut us off; while as for us, the main body of our forces has not yet come.</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/><said direct="true">But if you stay here,</said> said <persName>Cyrus</persName>, <said direct="true">and take up the reinforcements that are coming to join us, these fellows will be afraid and will not stir, while the raiders will drop their booty, just as soon as they see some of us charging on them.</said> 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="20"><p><milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>It seemed to Astyages that there was something<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">His plan for the battle</note> in Cyrus’s suggestion, when he said this. And while he wondered that the boy was so shrewd and wide-awake, he ordered his son to take a division of the cavalry and charge upon those who were carrying off the spoil. <said direct="true">And if,</said> said he, <said direct="true">these others make a move against you, I will charge upon them, so that they will be forced to turn their attention to us.</said>
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>So then Cyaxares took some of the most powerful horses and men and advanced. And when <persName>Cyrus</persName> saw them starting, he rushed off and soon took the lead, while Cyaxares followed after, and the rest also were not left behind. And when the foragers saw them approaching, they straightway let go their booty and took to flight. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="21"><p>But <persName>Cyrus</persName> and his followers tried to cut them off, and those whom they caught they at once struck down, <persName>Cyrus</persName> taking the lead; and they pursued hard after those who succeeded in getting past, and they did not give up but took some of them prisoners.
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>As a well-bred but untrained hound rushes recklessly<note resp="Loeb" type="Com" anchored="true" place="margin">His reckless daring</note> upon a boar, so <persName>Cyrus</persName> rushed on, with regard for nothing but to strike down every one he overtook and reckless of anything else.
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>The enemy, however, when they saw their comrades hard pressed, advanced their column in the hope that the Medes would give up the pursuit on seeing them push forward. 
</p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="22"><p>But none the more did <persName>Cyrus</persName> give over, but in his battle-joy he called to his uncle and continued the pursuit; and pressing on he put the enemy to headlong flight, and Cyaxares did not fail to follow, partly perhaps not to be shamed before his father; and the rest likewise followed, for under such circumstances they were more eager for the pursuit, even those who were not so very brave in the face of the enemy.
<milestone unit="para" ed="P"/>But when Astyages saw them pursuing recklessly and the enemy advancing in good order to meet them, he was afraid that something might happen to his son and <persName>Cyrus</persName>, if they fell in disorder upon the enemy in readiness for battle, and straightway he advanced upon the foe. 
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