. The heroes; or, Greek fairy tales for my children. d a strong man he neededto have been, or that wild water he never wouldhave crossed. He lay panting awhile upon the bank, and thenleapt up to go upon liis journey; but he cast onelook at the old woman, for he thought, She shouldthanlc me once at least. And as he looked, she grew fairer than all women,and taller than all men on earth; and her garmentsshone like the summer sea, and her jewels like thestars of heaven; and over her forehead was a veil,woven of the golden clouds of sunset; and throughthe veil she looked down on him, with great so
. The heroes; or, Greek fairy tales for my children. d a strong man he neededto have been, or that wild water he never wouldhave crossed. He lay panting awhile upon the bank, and thenleapt up to go upon liis journey; but he cast onelook at the old woman, for he thought, She shouldthanlc me once at least. And as he looked, she grew fairer than all women,and taller than all men on earth; and her garmentsshone like the summer sea, and her jewels like thestars of heaven; and over her forehead was a veil,woven of the golden clouds of sunset; and throughthe veil she looked down on him, with great softheifers eyes; with great eyes, mild and awful,which filled all the glen with light. And Jason fell upon his knees, and hid his facebetween his hands. And she spoke, I am the Queen of Olympus,Hera the wife of Zeus. As thou hast done to me,so will I do to thee. Gall on me in the hour ofneed, and try if the Immortals can forget. 78 THE HEROES story n And when Jason looked up, she rose from off theearth, like a pillar of tail white cloud, and floated. away across the mountain peaks, toward Olympusthe holy hill. PART II THE ARGONAUTS 79 Then a great fear fell on Jason: but after awhile he grew light of heart; and he blessed oldCheiron, and said, Surely the Centaur is a prophet,and guessed what would come to pass, when hebade me speak harshly to no soul whom I mightmeet. Then he went down toward lolcos; and as hewalked he found that he had lost one of his sandalsin the flood. And as he went through the streets, the peoplecamff out to look at him, so tall and fair was he;but some of the elders whispered together; and atlast one of them stopped Jason, and called to him, Fair lad, who are you, and whence come you; andwhat is your errand in the town ? My name, good father, is Jason, and I comefrom Pelion up above; and my errand is to Peliasyour king; tell me then where his palace is. But the old man started, and grew pale, and said, Do you not know the oracle, my son, that you goso bol
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