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| ISBN-13: | 9781682750957 |
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| Publisher: | Chicago Review Press, Incorporated |
| Publication date: | 09/06/2016 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| Pages: | 208 |
| File size: | 14 MB |
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Betty Lies, author of poetry, articles, and The Poet's Pen, taught middle and high school English for 28 years. She is a poet in the schools for the New Jersey State Council ont he ARts and is a Geraldine R. Dodge Poet.
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Earth's Daughters
Stories of Women in Classical Mythology
By Betty Bonham Lies
Fulcrum Publishing
Copyright © 1999 Betty Bonham LiesAll rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-68275-095-7
CHAPTER 1
Gaia: The Mother of Everything
First there was Chaos, a deep chasm in which nothing existed. Out of it rose Gaia, the broad-breasted Earth, mother of the immortals who occupy Mount Olympus. Then came Tartarus, hidden in a remote corner of the wide Earth, and after it, Eros — Love — the most beautiful of the immortal gods, who overcomes reason in gods and mortals alike. From Erebos, the realm of darkness, and Night, came Day and Bright Air.
Now, Earth gave birth to one who was equal to herself — starry Heaven — to surround her and make a home for the blessed gods. Next, she bore the long mountains, the beautiful haunts of the goddesses, the nymphs who live in the valleys and hillsides. And she bore the sea, the turbulent and undraining water, but also Oceanus, the great river that encircles the world, who came of her union with Heaven.
Also born of the marriage of Earth and Heaven were the Cyclopes and the three mighty giants with a hundred arms. The youngest child was Cronos, whose name means "time."
Heaven loathed his own children. As soon as each of them was born, he hid them away in a cavern, and would not allow them to see light. He reveled in this wicked work, while Earth groaned and was sore at heart because of the father's lack of love for her children.
She created adamant, a metal of great hardness, and made a huge sickle, a tool for reaping. Then she spoke to her children, saying, "We could make amends for your father and his cruel behavior. Who will help me?"
But they were afraid, and all the children remained silent — all except Cronos, who replied, "Mother, I will undertake this task. After all, our unspeakable father began it by his cruelty."
That night, when Heaven came and covered Earth with night, Cronos leaped out from ambush, and struck at his father with the sickle. The blood of Heaven fell in great drops, and was received by Earth. From it grew the Furies and giants, and the tree nymphs. Aphrodite, the goddess of love, rose from the foam where her father's wounds had touched the sea.
Heaven railed at his children and gave them the name of Titans. Later, there would be a great fight between the Titans and the gods, and the gods would be victorious.
But Gaia, Earth, was the mother of everything, gods and mortals alike.
This is the story Hesiod tells to explain the beginning of the world. There are other stories, as you will see.
CHAPTER 2In the Beginning
Before anything existed, there was Chaos, a shapeless nothingness. Out of Chaos rose Eurynome, the Goddess of All Things. When she had risen, naked and alone, she found there was no place for her to rest her feet. She divided the seas from the sky, but still she had no resting place. Eurynome began to dance upon the waves, moving toward the south, and her dancing created a wind that danced too, following behind her. This was something new, so Eurynome took the wind in her hands and rubbed it until it became the great serpent Ophion. The serpent curled itself around her and she became pregnant.
Now the goddess took on the form of a great dove and brooded over the waves. In time, she produced an enormous egg, the Universal Egg, which contained everything that was to come. At her request, the serpent Ophion coiled around it seven times to keep it warm until it hatched and split in two. From the egg tumbled out all the children of Eurynome: the sun, the moon, the planets, and stars. The last child was Earth with its wonderful features: mountains and valleys, rivers and streams, trees, plants, and all living creatures.
Eurynome and the serpent took up residence on Mount Olympus, until they quarreled. When he claimed that he, not she, had created everything, she banished him to a dark cave deep underground. Next the goddess created seven planetary powers, and set a Titan and Titaness to rule over each. Then she made the mortals. The first human was Pelasgus, who sprang from the soil of Arcadia. He became the ancestor of all mankind.
Well, that is a second version of creation, anyway. There is still another.
CHAPTER 3How the World Began
Before anything existed, there was Chaos, a shapeless nothingness. Its children were the black-winged goddess, Night, and Erebos, the place of death. Night, the all-powerful, was courted by the wind and laid a silver egg in the depths of darkness. When the egg hatched, Love emerged, golden-winged and shining, and began to create order and beauty. Love created light and day, then earth and sky.
The marriage of Mother Earth and Father Heaven — whose names were Gaia and Uranus — brought forth the first inhabitants, huge creatures with all the force of volcanoes, earthquakes, and hurricanes. The first three were giants with a hundred hands and fifty heads. The next three were the gigantic Cyclopes, each with one eye, huge as a wheel, set in the middle of his forehead. The last were the Titans, as large and powerful as their brothers, but not all violent or destructive. Some of them, in fact, were to be the benefactors of a new race: mankind, yet to be invented.
Uranus hated his children. As soon as the monstrous giants were born, he imprisoned them in caverns deep underground. Earth was furious, and she appealed to the other children, the Cyclopes and the Titans, to do something about this outrage. Cronos, the youngest Titan, was the only one of her children who had enough courage to help his mother. He fought Uranus, wounding him horribly. From the blood that spilled onto the ground sprang the giants and the Furies.
Cronos was now the sovereign of Heaven and Earth, ruling with his queen, his sister Rhea. They became the parents of the gods, but Cronos too was a jealous father. The dying Uranus had predicted that Cronos would suffer the same fate as he: that one of his sons would dethrone him. But Cronos thought he had figured out a way to prevent this. As each of his children was born, he swallowed them — first the three daughters, Hestia, Demeter, and Hera; then his sons, Hades and Poseidon.
Now it was Rhea's turn to be enraged at the father of her children. When the youngest, named Zeus, was born, she did not let Cronos see him, but quickly gave him to Mother Earth to care for. Then she wrapped the infant's swaddling clothes around a stone, and Cronos swallowed it, thinking that it was the baby.
When Zeus was grown to manhood, he determined to take vengeance on his father and rescue his siblings. Secretly he returned home to confer with his mother Rhea, who agreed to help him. She gave Cronos a drink that made him sick, and he began to throw up. First the stone came up, then each of Zeus's older brothers and sisters, unhurt and grateful to their younger brother for their deliverance. Understandably displeased about their treatment by Cronos, they begged Zeus to lead them in a war against the Titans.
In the long struggle for possession of Heaven and Earth that followed, the Titans and gods fought fiercely. The Titans, led by Atlas, were huge and more powerful than the young gods. They seemed most likely to win. But Zeus enlisted the aid of his father's siblings, the Cyclopes and the hundred–handed monsters, who held a mighty grudge against their brother Cronos.
The Cyclopes were blacksmiths who could work wonders with metal. They had created some amazing weapons, which they were glad to contribute to their brothers for this epic struggle. To Zeus they gave a thunderbolt, to Hades a helmet that would make the wearer invisible, and to Poseidon a sharp, three-pointed weapon called a trident. With such tools, the balance of power tipped toward the gods. Wearing the magic helmet, Hades entered his father's chamber unseen, and threw the door open for his brothers. While Poseidon held Cronos at bay with the trident, Zeus hurled his thunderbolt. The head of the Titans was dead.
At last, the gods were victorious. As their first act of power, they banished the Titans and chained them deep in the Underworld, from which they could never escape. Because he had led the Titans in battle, Atlas was condemned to stand forever in the place where day and night meet, holding the heavens up on his shoulders. There he stands, carrying his burden, to this day.
The three brother gods now had control of the universe. It only remained to decide how they would rule it. There were four realms: Heaven, Earth, the seas, and the Underworld. Earth seemed too insignificant for them to bother with, so they dismissed it. Then they threw dice for the others. Zeus won the first pick, and he chose Heaven as his realm. Poseidon was next, happy to choose the seas, which he had really wanted in the first place. Hades was left with the only undesirable place, the Underworld, the realm of night, sleep, and death.
Now the attention of the gods turned to the Earth. How should they arrange it? First they created all the natural features they could imagine to make it beautiful. They raised mountains and carved out valleys, set water flowing in rivers or gathering in pools, and brightened it all with trees, green plants, and flowers. Then they were ready to populate this lovely place with living creatures.
To Prometheus — a Titan who had fought on the side of Zeus — and his brother Epimetheus, the gods gave the task of creating the animals and mankind. Prometheus's name means "foresight," and he was wiser even than the gods. But Epimetheus means "aftersight;" he had none of his brother's wisdom. Without thinking ahead, this scatterbrained brother went to Earth and began endowing the animals with their qualities. He gave them speed and courage, cunning and strength; he gave fins, feathers, claws, and beaks, fur to keep them warm. Suddenly he realized he had nothing left to give to humans! Epimetheus called on his wiser brother for help.
Prometheus had already begun to mold a clay figure. Now he picked it up and changed its shape. He made it into the very image of the gods, standing upright and looking toward Heaven. Then the goddess Athena breathed life into this creation. Mankind was born!
But one thing still was missing: if mortals only had fire, they would be the most powerful creatures on Earth. Out of love for his creation, Prometheus went up to Heaven holding a hollow fennel stalk, and took fire from the sun, then carried it back to Earth. With this gift, mankind became more than a match for the other animals.
Zeus was outraged. He had never wanted humans to have fire; that was an attribute of the gods. He blamed Prometheus for taking the mortals' side and stealing fire for them, even for teaching them civilization and the arts. As a punishment, Zeus condemned Prometheus to be chained on a high cliff, far away from mankind. There, every day, an eagle tore at his liver, which renewed itself again every night, to be ready for the next day's agony. After a very long time, Zeus agreed that his captive could be freed. Hercules came to his rescue, killed the eagle, and released Prometheus from his chains.
CHAPTER 4Zeus's Revenge: Pandora
Zeus was still angry, both at Prometheus and at the mortals whom the fire-giver seemed to love so much. Not content with bringing them his marvelous gift, Prometheus had arranged matters so that humans would keep the best parts of every animal they sacrificed, while the gods would get only the scraps.
This is how he pulled such a trick. He killed a fat ox, then cut the animal up and wrapped the meat in its hide, covering the whole thing with entrails. The bones he put in a second pile and covered them with juicy fat. Prometheus offered Zeus his choice between the two piles. The god chose the one that looked far better, the one with the fat on top. When he lifted the fat and saw only bones, he was furious, but there was nothing he could do. He had made his choice. Now, when men sacrificed an animal before the altar, they got to keep the meat for themselves, burning only the bones and fat for the gods.
But Zeus was not a god who could be tricked lightly. Revenge he must have, and of course he had no problem coming up with a plan. Up to this time, you see, only men had inhabited the Earth. Zeus would give them something that would cause them trouble! He called Hephaestus, the god of fire and a master blacksmith, and ordered him to shape a mortal being out of clay, modeled after the beautiful Aphrodite. When the figure was finished and brought to him, Zeus breathed life into it and called it "woman."
Now Zeus assembled all the gods and asked them to give gifts to this woman–creature, gifts that would make her desirable to man, but not helpful to him. Zeus himself gave her extraordinary beauty, but also vanity and foolishness. Athena taught her to spin and weave, but did not impart any of her wisdom. From Demeter she learned the art of gardening, from Aphrodite how to attract the attentions of men. Hera gave her curiosity and suspicion.
When the woman was finished, all the gods clothed her in shining garments embroidered with wreaths of flowers, and set a golden crown on her head. They named her Pandora, which means "the gift of all." Then Hermes handed her a box, elaborately carved and gleaming with gold. With the instruction never, ever to open the box, the gods sent their creation down to Epimetheus, the foolish brother of Prometheus. Although his brother had warned him to beware of any gift from Zeus, Epimetheus was so stunned by Pandora's beauty that he forgot this caution and gladly accepted her.
The box, of course, teased Pandora's mind unbearably. What could be in it that was so secret? Why couldn't she just peek in to see? Surely, that could do no harm! At last, curiosity overcame her; she simply had to open the box. But as soon as she lifted the lid, misfortunes began to fly out; sorrows and plagues such as the Earth had never before experienced — all whizzed by her head. Pandora tried to close the lid, but by the time she did, all the woes of the world had escaped. There was only one thing left at the bottom of the box. That thing was hope, and it is all that remains to mankind to fight against the evils that Pandora had set loose upon the world.
Zeus had his revenge.
CHAPTER 5The Five Ages of Man
Here is another story about the creation of humans. After the world was formed, this story says, it was vast and empty, a flat disk divided into land and sea. Around the disk flowed Ocean, the great river with no storms. It was time for the gods to make man.
Creation did not go bad at once. No, in the beginning, mortals behaved quite well — better, you could say, than the gods themselves had at the beginning of the world. Mankind was innocent and happy, and life was wonderful. The Earth gave abundantly of its riches; mortals did no work, but ate wild fruits, acorns, and honey that dripped from the trees; they drank the milk of sheep and goats. They lived without care, dancing and singing, laughing and joyful all day long. There was no old age and no fighting among people, who treated each other with truth and justice. This was the Golden Age of the world.
But then things started to decline. Next came the Silver Age, when life was harder. Winter appeared, and people had to toil for their food. They raised grains and made bread to eat. Humans became ignorant and quarrelsome, but they did not fight against each other.
In the Bronze Age, mortals ate meat as well as bread. These humans had fallen to Earth already armed with bronze weapons. Violence filled their hearts; soon wars broke out. People were pitiless toward their fellows, treating each other with the utmost cruelty.
Then came an upturn in the fortunes of mankind. The people of the second Bronze Age had gods for fathers, although their mothers were mortal. This race was nobler than the one before it, and more generous. Still, they loved wars, and during this period were fought all of the famous ancient battles, such as the siege of Thebes and the Trojan War. The great heroes of mythology, the warriors and adventurers, lived during this age.
But that period, too, had to end. By the Iron Age, all virtues had fled from the Earth. Selfishness and brutality had become the whole nature of humans. Mortals were cruel and treacherous, unjust, untruthful, malicious. This, says the myth, is the age in which we live today, forever looking back and yearning for the innocence and happiness of the Golden Age.
(Continues...)
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Table of Contents
Contents
Introduction,Part 1 How Did It All Begin? Stories of the Creation,
Part 2 The Gods Are Angry: Stories of Pride, Beauty, and Jealousy,
Part 3 Women Are Heroes Too: Stories of Courage and Independence,
Part 4 The Oldest Tale of All: Stories of Lovers and the Beloved,
Part 5 Hearth and Home: Stories of Wives and Mothers,
Part 6 Beyond the Natural: Stories of Women with Supernatural Powers,
Glossary, 177,
Bibliography, 187,
Index of Characters, 189,