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So God promises no floods that wipe everything out. But other natural disasters? Apparently those weren't covered under this covenant. Wiping out entire spieces was later deemed exceptable only not by way of flood, I guess. A loop hole was found, that while he won't use floods, he might decide to use volcanoes, tornadoes, drout or any other disaster tactic to whipe out animals like dinosaurs and the dodo bird and numerous others. Since he has used the loop hole for other speices, this covenant doesn't sit well with me as a human.

Let's not forget you basic, garden variety death while we're at it Lindy.

Hey thanks man.. I knew that God dude just couldn't be trusted. Never could put my finger on why, though.

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While we're being figurative,

The bow could just represent God's protection....

What is *figurative* about one verse backing another up, using the same words?

And it still doesn't say *rainbow*.

(but ya do have me thinking about the dinosaurs, and the F.O.B thing, Lindy!) icon_biggrin.gif:D-->

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HCW,

Had a little delay.

I’ll address your points by the same numbers that you used.

(1) Nothing in my words you quoted discredits God in any way. The “if” statement assumes that the Bible is inspired by God. Surely you know that many Bible-believing Christians do not believe that the days of Genesis are literal days. If you don’t know that, then you know less about your Christian brethren than I do. Some Bible literalists believe that the verse is literal but that “day” literally means “unspecified period of time,” which is one definition for it. The other two are “daytime” and “24-hour period.” Some Bible-believing Christians take most of the Bible literally, but think that the enumeration of days in Genesis 1 is a literary device. Some Christians take the Bible less literally than the previous groups but believe that it is inspired by God and look to it more for the heart of what it says than the letter. There are three different groups of Christians, all of whom honor God, who disagree with you. I’m sure there are others who don’t quite fit into the groups I listed.

Re: “’Long Gone’ is a term that YOU use to represent the literal YOU. Its not a figure of speech, emphasizing something ABOUT you.” You've got that backwards. “Long Gone” is a screen name that refers to my GreaseSpot persona, which only represents a tiny part of who I am, and doesn’t even do that well. The name is also a play on one small thing about me, that I am “long gone” from TWI. In another sense, it's just the name applied to a GreaseSpot account. Anyone with access to my computer can post with the "Long Gone" screen name and change the profile. (Actually, anyone with access to any of three computers or any of my backup CDs, so they can copy a cookies file, can access my GS account. I never sign off.)

(2) I haven’t posted a single link to a site that discredits people who believe in God or people who love God. Regarding the quote, that’s as silly as saying that calling me an idiot discredits redheads. (It might discredit idiots, though.)

(3) Not believing a proposition is not the same as arguing against belief of the proposition, or as claiming that the proposition is false. They’re actually three different things.

(4) “Some factual claims or arguments of some people” means just what it says. That a Christian makes a claim does not make it a claim of Christianity. Later, I’ll post some links to sites where Bible-believing Christians make the same sorts of arguments against the same sorts of claims and arguments I have. If I have been arguing against Christianity, then those Christians are too. Also, saying that a statement is false is not the same as saying that the person making the statement is lying.

(4a) and (4b) Addressed in (2).

(5) Re: “Divine Creation in 7 ordinary days is NOT a claim of Christianity?” I said “basic Christian doctrine,” not “a claim of Christianity,” but “Divine Creation in 7 ordinary days” is neither. It may be the claim of some Christians, but most of the young earth creationists I’ve read say the creation happened in 6 ordinary days, then God rested. Plenty of other Christians disagree.

(6) Re: “Just WHAT are you referring to?” I’m referring to basic Christian doctrine. God, Father Almighty, Creator of heaven and Earth. Jesus Christ, only begotten son, crucified, died, buried, rose, ascended, will come again. Man created special, fall of man, consequences, need for redemption, redemption by grace, eternal life. That sort of thing. I don’t want to refute basic Christian doctrine and I couldn’t if I wanted to. I like Christianity. I just have not, for all I’ve tried in the past, been able to believe it. At this point, if there is a God who wants me, He’ll have to knock louder or something. If I’m just being hardheaded, like some Christians think, maybe He’ll have to knock me over the head. Otherwise, I’ll just go on living the best I can, which is pretty much according to Christian morals anyway.

Re: “Evidently you're limiting your scorn to the concept of the young earth and creation in 7 days? and only wish to rebuke those who believe that and refute their claims.” Actually, that’s a little strong. It doesn’t bother me one bit for people to believe those concepts. It bothers me that they trash honest science. Even that wouldn’t bother me much if they kept it among themselves, but they don’t. They keep trying to mess with science education.

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God used terms 'evening and morning' to represent the literal truth of "the first day," which IS literally ONE day. You are using semantics to discredit God and insinuate He is lying in the sense that it could not have possibly taken only one (24 hour) day.

I don't think it is symantics that LG is challenging you with. You want to be literal, well, literally you can't have a day without the sun. You just have cold cold night. That is if you can have a night without a day. Dark and cold.

I know, but God said let there be light on the first day.

I know that many ID folks like to point out the perfect balance that the earth is in. If we were a little closer to the sun we would fry and a little further and we would be in an ice age. (not neccessarily true seeing that we are actually closer to the sun during our winter, but I digress) But it seems that you are saying the distance isn't that important because plants could survive just fine without it.

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And God said, "Let there be lights in the expanse of the sky to separate the day from the night and let them serve as signs to mark seasons and days and years

Seems that was the purpose of the sun, moon and stars, to seperate the night from the day. Apparently, before this there was no seperation. The way you make it sound that wasn't neccessary...three 24hr days had already passed.

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He is lying in the sense that it could not have possibly taken only one (24 hour) day.

If we are saying God couldn't have done it in a mere 24 hrs, then you are saying that he (God Almighty all-powerful miraculous miracle worker) needed an entire 24 hrs to do something he could have done in an instant, a nanosecond. Why limit him? Then again to God a day is as a thousand years and vise versa.

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Let's not forget you basic, garden variety death while we're at it Lindy.

Hey thanks man.. I knew that God dude just couldn't be trusted. Never could put my finger on why, though.

Oh yeah, I forgot about the reagular old garden variety death on a massive scale. Maybe I don't know about this, but was the natural extinction of entire species part of God's plan? I don't know of any examples. Usually, extinction involves large scale natual disaster or humans. Without those two things animals and nature tend to have a fluctuating balance. Supposedly, God wanted two or seven of every animal on the ark. He wanted to save them, protect them. Later....apparently not so much. If the Peleg idea is true and God seperated the continents in a short cataclysmic event, causing the death of many animals and the extinction of many species, as it would have... then why the lack of concern for those animals at that time. Did they sin against God after the flood? wink2.gif;)-->

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One other thing.

side note

If the whole Peleg thing is true, it makes God look like he is just trying things out. If the point of the flood and the seperation of continents was to make it so that evil wouldn't congrigate and overrun the earth, then why start with the flood? The seperation of continents seems to have worked for much longer than the flood did, start with that.

anyway, sorry it is late.

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I managed to become engrossed in reading various Christian writings. A lot of it is fascinating. I really need to get to bed, but I wanted to post this quote first. I’d not known of it before tonight.

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What man of intelligence, I ask, will consider as a reasonable statement that the first and the second and the third day, in which there are said to be both morning and evening, existed without sun and moon and stars, while the first day was even without a heaven? … I do not think anyone will doubt that these are figurative expressions.

Origen

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I understand that it’s easy and probably tempting to write off what I’ve said as being anti-Christian and anti-Biblical, because I am not a Christian and I don’t accept the Bible as being authoritative. But many Christians are saying pretty much the same things I have said. I’ll post a few links. All of these are creationist, in the sense that they believe in God as Creator. All are “old earth,” meaning they accept the ages of the universe and earth to be billions of years. I don’t agree with everything any of these folks say, but I respect their intellectual honesty and their faith (though I don’t share it).

Answers in Creation is an interesting site, which seems to be pretty honest with both science and the Bible. It has a lot of good information, of interest even to an unbeliever like me. Their Articles are well worth perusing. Their Rebuttal Articles include pretty much all the criticism of young earth creationism I have raised, plus much more. For a Christian attempting to sort out various ideas promoted by other Christians, I would think they’d be useful.

Perspectives on Theistic Evolution takes the position that the scientific theory of evolution is consistent with Christianity. It explores this from a scientific perspective and from a theological perspective.

Reasons to Believe has a lot of good information, from the perspective of a Christian geologist. It promotes ID theory, which I don’t agree is a valid scientific theory, but I’m all for people exploring it and writing about it.

I’ve looked at several other good sites, but these three pretty much cover everything on them, or link to them.

For all the spirited debate about matters not directly related to the actual thread topic, I think that any person, Christian or not, can get plenty of information on that topic by following some of the links posted to the thread, including the above three, and yes, also the AiG link HCW posted.

I've enjoyed the discussion.

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Hey Long Gone;

I've read your previous posts since my last two and have only had time to skim the rest of other people's posts this morning as I have an early appointment.

I wanted to say this before I go though.

Thank you for continuing to discuss this topic in a basically calm and rational way. Although we are on the 'opposite sides' of the fence on this one, I appreciate 'arguing' with you more than 985 of Christians I've ever seen, met or even heard of.

That speaks highly of you as a human being. My actual position on the Bible, Christianity, et.al. has EVOLVED to where it is now. I no longer see people so categically, I see, and attempt to deal with people as individuals. AN indivudual, by his thought, beliefs, and actions may place himself into a variety of categories. These, like an amoeba can and do change dynamically.

For example: utilizing some words you used. A "Christian" can show himself an "idiot" as he speaks "bogus" stuff he thinks the "Bible" says about "science."

I think we can interject, all of the terms we've used here and apply them to many of the people on both sides of the debate at large.

Since I have torn down my personal veils of separation in my own thinking, I just - don't - care, really, about anything that separates us as human beings.

That, new, evolved thinking, for me has, I believe, helped me to see God more clearly and understand the Bible AND what I know of science better.

Your last post makes it clear to me, as your previouse ones, at worst, have indicated, thay you and I probably agree on this more that we disagree.

Example:

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Originally posted by Long Gone:

Answers in Creation is an interesting site, which seems to be pretty honest with both science and the Bible. It has a lot of good information, of interest even to an unbeliever like me. Their Articles are well worth perusing. Their Rebuttal Articles include pretty much all the criticism of young earth creationism I have raised, plus much more. For a Christian attempting to sort out various ideas promoted by other Christians, I would think they’d be useful.

That paragraph did an excellent job of saying what I feel about the AiG site., Basically, it is an interesting site with a good deal of information I think would be useful to anyone who wanted to read up on this stuff.

For the record. No I don't think of your last post as any typ of contrition. Were we actually having a spoken conversation we could have said what has been written here over days in a relatively few minutes.

I'm glad you didn't take my comments personally, I haven't, nor will I yours. Thank you.

I've enjoyed the conversation too, now I gotta run.

to 'plagurize' jerry's sign off.

- peace

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Originally posted by lindyhopper:

One other thing.

side note

If the whole Peleg thing is true, it makes God look like he is just trying things out. If the point of the flood and the seperation of continents was to make it so that evil wouldn't congrigate and overrun the earth, then why start with the flood? The seperation of continents seems to have worked for much longer than the flood did, start with that.

anyway, sorry it is late.

Hi Lindy. Your statement about "the whole Peleg thing" is somewhat similar to LG's questions about light. We don't really know much about Peleg. Other than the fact that he was the son of Eber and the father of Reu, the entire volume of Biblical information about this man and his times is contained in just 14 words.

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the name of one was Peleg; for in his days was the earth divided;

We exWayfers think we understand those 14 words, but do we really?

We've all been taught that our seven continents used to be one land mass, dubbed Pangea. The Way's "scientifically precise" Bible approach demands that we corroborate accepted Geology with Theology, so they point to these 14 words about Peleg and declare that this is the Biblical documentation of the breakup of Pangea.

Maybe that's correct, but it's not much to go on.

Imho, it's the flip-side of the paleontologist trying to recontstruct an entire skeleton of an extinct creature based on a jawbone and a claw.

Peace

JerryB

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THE ILIAD

by Homer

translated by Samuel Butler

Book I

Book II

Book III

Book IV

Book V

Book VI

Book VII

Book VIII

Book IX

Book X

Book XI

Book XII

Book XIII

Book XIV

Book XV

Book XVI

Book XVII

Book XVIII

Book XIX

Book XX

Book XXI

Book XXII

Book XXIII

Book XXIV

BOOK I

Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought

countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send

hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs

and vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from the

day on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles, first

fell out with one another.

And which of the gods was it that set them on to quarrel? It was the

son of Jove and Leto; for he was angry with the king and sent a

pestilence upon the host to plague the people, because the son of

Atreus had dishonoured Chryses his priest. Now Chryses had come to the

ships of the Achaeans to free his daughter, and had brought with him a

great ransom: moreover he bore in his hand the sceptre of Apollo

wreathed with a suppliant's wreath and he besought the Achaeans, but

most of all the two sons of Atreus, who were their chiefs.

"Sons of Atreus," he cried, "and all other Achaeans, may the gods

who dwell in Olympus grant you to sack the city of Priam, and to reach

your homes in safety; but free my daughter, and accept a ransom for

her, in reverence to Apollo, son of Jove."

On this the rest of the Achaeans with one voice were for

respecting the priest and taking the ransom that he offered; but not

so Agamemnon, who spoke fiercely to him and sent him roughly away.

"Old man," said he, "let me not find you tarrying about our ships, nor

yet coming hereafter. Your sceptre of the god and your wreath shall

profit you nothing. I will not free her. She shall grow old in my

house at Argos far from her own home, busying herself with her loom

and visiting my couch; so go, and do not provoke me or it shall be the

worse for you."

The old man feared him and obeyed. Not a word he spoke, but went

by the shore of the sounding sea and prayed apart to King Apollo

whom lovely Leto had borne. "Hear me," he cried, "O god of the

silver bow, that protectest Chryse and holy Cilla and rulest Tenedos

with thy might, hear me oh thou of Sminthe. If I have ever decked your

temple with garlands, or burned your thigh-bones in fat of bulls or

goats, grant my prayer, and let your arrows avenge these my tears upon

the Danaans."

Thus did he pray, and Apollo heard his prayer. He came down

furious from the summits of Olympus, with his bow and his quiver

upon his shoulder, and the arrows rattled on his back with the rage

that trembled within him. He sat himself down away from the ships with

a face as dark as night, and his silver bow rang death as he shot

his arrow in the midst of them. First he smote their mules and their

hounds, but presently he aimed his shafts at the people themselves,

and all day long the pyres of the dead were burning.

For nine whole days he shot his arrows among the people, but upon

the tenth day Achilles called them in assembly- moved thereto by Juno,

who saw the Achaeans in their death-throes and had compassion upon

them. Then, when they were got together, he rose and spoke among them.

"Son of Atreus," said he, "I deem that we should now turn roving

home if we would escape destruction, for we are being cut down by

war and pestilence at once. Let us ask some priest or prophet, or some

reader of dreams (for dreams, too, are of Jove) who can tell us why

Phoebus Apollo is so angry, and say whether it is for some vow that we

have broken, or hecatomb that we have not offered, and whether he will

accept the savour of lambs and goats without blemish, so as to take

away the plague from us."

With these words he sat down, and Calchas son of Thestor, wisest

of augurs, who knew things past present and to come, rose to speak. He

it was who had guided the Achaeans with their fleet to Ilius,

through the prophesyings with which Phoebus Apollo had inspired him.

With all sincerity and goodwill he addressed them thus:-

"Achilles, loved of heaven, you bid me tell you about the anger of

King Apollo, I will therefore do so; but consider first and swear that

you will stand by me heartily in word and deed, for I know that I

shall offend one who rules the Argives with might, to whom all the

Achaeans are in subjection. A plain man cannot stand against the anger

of a king, who if he swallow his displeasure now, will yet nurse

revenge till he has wreaked it. Consider, therefore, whether or no you

will protect me."

And Achilles answered, "Fear not, but speak as it is borne in upon

you from heaven, for by Apollo, Calchas, to whom you pray, and whose

oracles you reveal to us, not a Danaan at our ships shall lay his hand

upon you, while I yet live to look upon the face of the earth- no, not

though you name Agamemnon himself, who is by far the foremost of the

Achaeans."

Thereon the seer spoke boldly. "The god," he said, "is angry neither

about vow nor hecatomb, but for his priest's sake, whom Agamemnon

has dishonoured, in that he would not free his daughter nor take a

ransom for her; therefore has he sent these evils upon us, and will

yet send others. He will not deliver the Danaans from this

pestilence till Agamemnon has restored the girl without fee or

ransom to her father, and has sent a holy hecatomb to Chryse. Thus

we may perhaps appease him."

With these words he sat down, and Agamemnon rose in anger. His heart

was black with rage, and his eyes flashed fire as he scowled on

Calchas and said, "Seer of evil, you never yet prophesied smooth

things concerning me, but have ever loved to foretell that which was

evil. You have brought me neither comfort nor performance; and now you

come seeing among Danaans, and saying that Apollo has plagued us

because I would not take a ransom for this girl, the daughter of

Chryses. I have set my heart on keeping her in my own house, for I

love her better even than my own wife Clytemnestra, whose peer she

is alike in form and feature, in understanding and accomplishments.

Still I will give her up if I must, for I would have the people

live, not die; but you must find me a prize instead, or I alone

among the Argives shall be without one. This is not well; for you

behold, all of you, that my prize is to go elsewhither."

And Achilles answered, "Most noble son of Atreus, covetous beyond

all mankind, how shall the Achaeans find you another prize? We have no

common store from which to take one. Those we took from the cities

have been awarded; we cannot disallow the awards that have been made

already. Give this girl, therefore, to the god, and if ever Jove

grants us to sack the city of Troy we will requite you three and

fourfold."

Then Agamemnon said, "Achilles, valiant though you be, you shall not

thus outwit me. You shall not overreach and you shall not persuade me.

Are you to keep your own prize, while I sit tamely under my loss and

give up the girl at your bidding? Let the Achaeans find me a prize

in fair exchange to my liking, or I will come and take your own, or

that of Ajax or of Ulysses; and he to whomsoever I may come shall

rue my coming. But of this we will take thought hereafter; for the

present, let us draw a ship into the sea, and find a crew for her

expressly; let us put a hecatomb on board, and let us send Chryseis

also; further, let some chief man among us be in command, either Ajax,

or Idomeneus, or yourself, son of Peleus, mighty warrior that you are,

that we may offer sacrifice and appease the the anger of the god."

Achilles scowled at him and answered, "You are steeped in

insolence and lust of gain. With what heart can any of the Achaeans do

your bidding, either on foray or in open fighting? I came not

warring here for any ill the Trojans had done me. I have no quarrel

with them. They have not raided my cattle nor my horses, nor cut

down my harvests on the rich plains of Phthia; for between me and them

there is a great space, both mountain and sounding sea. We have

followed you, Sir Insolence! for your pleasure, not ours- to gain

satisfaction from the Trojans for your shameless self and for

Menelaus. You forget this, and threaten to rob me of the prize for

which I have toiled, and which the sons of the Achaeans have given me.

Never when the Achaeans sack any rich city of the Trojans do I receive

so good a prize as you do, though it is my hands that do the better

part of the fighting. When the sharing comes, your share is far the

largest, and I, forsooth, must go back to my ships, take what I can

get and be thankful, when my labour of fighting is done. Now,

therefore, I shall go back to Phthia; it will be much better for me to

return home with my ships, for I will not stay here dishonoured to

gather gold and substance for you."

And Agamemnon answered, "Fly if you will, I shall make you no

prayers to stay you. I have others here who will do me honour, and

above all Jove, the lord of counsel. There is no king here so

hateful to me as you are, for you are ever quarrelsome and ill

affected. What though you be brave? Was it not heaven that made you

so? Go home, then, with your ships and comrades to lord it over the

Myrmidons. I care neither for you nor for your anger; and thus will

I do: since Phoebus Apollo is taking Chryseis from me, I shall send

her with my ship and my followers, but I shall come to your tent and

take your own prize Briseis, that you may learn how much stronger I am

than you are, and that another may fear to set himself up as equal

or comparable with me."

The son of Peleus was furious, and his heart within his shaggy

breast was divided whether to draw his sword, push the others aside,

and kill the son of Atreus, or to restrain himself and check his

anger. While he was thus in two minds, and was drawing his mighty

sword from its scabbard, Minerva came down from heaven (for Juno had

sent her in the love she bore to them both), and seized the son of

Peleus by his yellow hair, visible to him alone, for of the others

no man could see her. Achilles turned in amaze, and by the fire that

flashed from her eyes at once knew that she was Minerva. "Why are

you here," said he, "daughter of aegis-bearing Jove? To see the

pride of Agamemnon, son of Atreus? Let me tell you- and it shall

surely be- he shall pay for this insolence with his life."

And Minerva said, "I come from heaven, if you will hear me, to bid

you stay your anger. Juno has sent me, who cares for both of you

alike. Cease, then, this brawling, and do not draw your sword; rail at

him if you will, and your railing will not be vain, for I tell you-

and it shall surely be- that you shall hereafter receive gifts three

times as splendid by reason of this present insult. Hold, therefore,

and obey."

"Goddess," answered Achilles, "however angry a man may be, he must

do as you two command him. This will be best, for the gods ever hear

the prayers of him who has obeyed them."

He stayed his hand on the silver hilt of his sword, and thrust it

back into the scabbard as Minerva bade him. Then she went back to

Olympus among the other gods, and to the house of aegis-bearing Jove.

But the son of Peleus again began railing at the son of Atreus,

for he was still in a rage. "Wine-bibber," he cried, "with the face of

a dog and the heart of a hind, you never dare to go out with the

host in fight, nor yet with our chosen men in ambuscade. You shun this

as you do death itself. You had rather go round and rob his prizes

from any man who contradicts you. You devour your people, for you

are king over a feeble folk; otherwise, son of Atreus, henceforward

you would insult no man. Therefore I say, and swear it with a great

oath- nay, by this my sceptre which shalt sprout neither leaf nor

shoot, nor bud anew from the day on which it left its parent stem upon

the mountains- for the axe stripped it of leaf and bark, and now the

sons of the Achaeans bear it as judges and guardians of the decrees of

heaven- so surely and solemnly do I swear that hereafter they shall

look fondly for Achilles and shall not find him. In the day of your

distress, when your men fall dying by the murderous hand of Hector,

you shall not know how to help them, and shall rend your heart with

rage for the hour when you offered insult to the bravest of the

Achaeans."

With this the son of Peleus dashed his gold-bestudded sceptre on the

ground and took his seat, while the son of Atreus was beginning

fiercely from his place upon the other side. Then uprose

smooth-tongued Nestor, the facile speaker of the Pylians, and the

words fell from his lips sweeter than honey. Two generations of men

born and bred in Pylos had passed away under his rule, and he was

now reigning over the third. With all sincerity and goodwill,

therefore, he addressed them thus:-

"Of a truth," he said, "a great sorrow has befallen the Achaean

land. Surely Priam with his sons would rejoice, and the Trojans be

glad at heart if they could hear this quarrel between you two, who are

so excellent in fight and counsel. I am older than either of you;

therefore be guided by me. Moreover I have been the familiar friend of

men even greater than you are, and they did not disregard my counsels.

Never again can I behold such men as Pirithous and Dryas shepherd of

his people, or as Caeneus, Exadius, godlike Polyphemus, and Theseus

son of Aegeus, peer of the immortals. These were the mightiest men

ever born upon this earth: mightiest were they, and when they fought

the fiercest tribes of mountain savages they utterly overthrew them. I

came from distant Pylos, and went about among them, for they would

have me come, and I fought as it was in me to do. Not a man now living

could withstand them, but they heard my words, and were persuaded by

them. So be it also with yourselves, for this is the more excellent

way. Therefore, Agamemnon, though you be strong, take not this girl

away, for the sons of the Achaeans have already given her to Achilles;

and you, Achilles, strive not further with the king, for no man who by

the grace of Jove wields a sceptre has like honour with Agamemnon. You

are strong, and have a goddess for your mother; but Agamemnon is

stronger than you, for he has more people under him. Son of Atreus,

check your anger, I implore you; end this quarrel with Achilles, who

in the day of battle is a tower of strength to the Achaeans."

And Agamemnon answered, "Sir, all that you have said is true, but

this fellow must needs become our lord and master: he must be lord

of all, king of all, and captain of all, and this shall hardly be.

Granted that the gods have made him a great warrior, have they also

given him the right to speak with railing?"

Achilles interrupted him. "I should be a mean coward," he cried,

"were I to give in to you in all things. Order other people about, not

me, for I shall obey no longer. Furthermore I say- and lay my saying

to your heart- I shall fight neither you nor any man about this

girl, for those that take were those also that gave. But of all else

that is at my ship you shall carry away nothing by force. Try, that

others may see; if you do, my spear shall be reddened with your

blood."

When they had quarrelled thus angrily, they rose, and broke up the

assembly at the ships of the Achaeans. The son of Peleus went back

to his tents and ships with the son of Menoetius and his company,

while Agamemnon drew a vessel into the water and chose a crew of

twenty oarsmen. He escorted Chryseis on board and sent moreover a

hecatomb for the god. And Ulysses went as captain.

These, then, went on board and sailed their ways over the sea. But

the son of Atreus bade the people purify themselves; so they

purified themselves and cast their filth into the sea. Then they

offered hecatombs of bulls and goats without blemish on the sea-shore,

and the smoke with the savour of their sacrifice rose curling up

towards heaven.

Thus did they busy themselves throughout the host. But Agamemnon did

not forget the threat that he had made Achilles, and called his trusty

messengers and squires Talthybius and Eurybates. "Go," said he, "to

the tent of Achilles, son of Peleus; take Briseis by the hand and

bring her hither; if he will not give her I shall come with others and

take her- which will press him harder."

He charged them straightly further and dismissed them, whereon

they went their way sorrowfully by the seaside, till they came to

the tents and ships of the Myrmidons. They found Achilles sitting by

his tent and his ships, and ill-pleased he was when he beheld them.

They stood fearfully and reverently before him, and never a word did

they speak, but he knew them and said, "Welcome, heralds, messengers

of gods and men; draw near; my quarrel is not with you but with

Agamemnon who has sent you for the girl Briseis. Therefore, Patroclus,

bring her and give her to them, but let them be witnesses by the

blessed gods, by mortal men, and by the fierceness of Agamemnon's

anger, that if ever again there be need of me to save the people

from ruin, they shall seek and they shall not find. Agamemnon is mad

with rage and knows not how to look before and after that the Achaeans

may fight by their ships in safety."

Patroclus did as his dear comrade had bidden him. He brought Briseis

from the tent and gave her over to the heralds, who took her with them

to the ships of the Achaeans- and the woman was loth to go. Then

Achilles went all alone by the side of the hoar sea, weeping and

looking out upon the boundless waste of waters. He raised his hands in

prayer to his immortal mother, "Mother," he cried, "you bore me doomed

to live but for a little season; surely Jove, who thunders from

Olympus, might have made that little glorious. It is not so.

Agamemnon, son of Atreus, has done me dishonour, and has robbed me

of my prize by force."

As he spoke he wept aloud, and his mother heard him where she was

sitting in the depths of the sea hard by the old man her father.

Forthwith she rose as it were a grey mist out of the waves, sat down

before him as he stood weeping, caressed him with her hand, and

said, "My son, why are you weeping? What is it that grieves you?

Keep it not from me, but tell me, that we may know it together."

Achilles drew a deep sigh and said, "You know it; why tell you

what you know well already? We went to Thebe the strong city of

Eetion, sacked it, and brought hither the spoil. The sons of the

Achaeans shared it duly among themselves, and chose lovely Chryseis as

the meed of Agamemnon; but Chryses, priest of Apollo, came to the

ships of the Achaeans to free his daughter, and brought with him a

great ransom: moreover he bore in his hand the sceptre of Apollo,

wreathed with a suppliant's wreath, and he besought the Achaeans,

but most of all the two sons of Atreus who were their chiefs.

"On this the rest of the Achaeans with one voice were for respecting

the priest and taking the ransom that he offered; but not so

Agamemnon, who spoke fiercely to him and sent him roughly away. So

he went back in anger, and Apollo, who loved him dearly, heard his

prayer. Then the god sent a deadly dart upon the Argives, and the

people died thick on one another, for the arrows went everywhither

among the wide host of the Achaeans. At last a seer in the fulness

of his knowledge declared to us the oracles of Apollo, and I was

myself first to say that we should appease him. Whereon the son of

Atreus rose in anger, and threatened that which he has since done. The

Achaeans are now taking the girl in a ship to Chryse, and sending

gifts of sacrifice to the god; but the heralds have just taken from my

tent the daughter of Briseus, whom the Achaeans had awarded to myself.

"Help your brave son, therefore, if you are able. Go to Olympus, and

if you have ever done him service in word or deed, implore the aid

of Jove. Ofttimes in my father's house have I heard you glory in

that you alone of the immortals saved the son of Saturn from ruin,

when the others, with Juno, Neptune, and Pallas Minerva would have put

him in bonds. It was you, goddess, who delivered him by calling to

Olympus the hundred-handed monster whom gods call Briareus, but men

Aegaeon, for he is stronger even than his father; when therefore he

took his seat all-glorious beside the son of Saturn, the other gods

were afraid, and did not bind him. Go, then, to him, remind him of all

this, clasp his knees, and bid him give succour to the Trojans. Let

the Achaeans be hemmed in at the sterns of their ships, and perish

on the sea-shore, that they may reap what joy they may of their

king, and that Agamemnon may rue his blindness in offering insult to

the foremost of the Achaeans."

Thetis wept and answered, "My son, woe is me that I should have

borne or suckled you. Would indeed that you had lived your span free

from all sorrow at your ships, for it is all too brief; alas, that you

should be at once short of life and long of sorrow above your peers:

woe, therefore, was the hour in which I bore you; nevertheless I

will go to the snowy heights of Olympus, and tell this tale to Jove,

if he will hear our prayer: meanwhile stay where you are with your

ships, nurse your anger against the Achaeans, and hold aloof from

fight. For Jove went yesterday to Oceanus, to a feast among the

Ethiopians, and the other gods went with him. He will return to

Olympus twelve days hence; I will then go to his mansion paved with

bronze and will beseech him; nor do I doubt that I shall be able to

persuade him."

On this she left him, still furious at the loss of her that had been

taken from him. Meanwhile Ulysses reached Chryse with the hecatomb.

When they had come inside the harbour they furled the sails and laid

them in the ship's hold; they slackened the forestays, lowered the

mast into its place, and rowed the ship to the place where they

would have her lie; there they cast out their mooring-stones and

made fast the hawsers. They then got out upon the sea-shore and landed

the hecatomb for Apollo; Chryseis also left the ship, and Ulysses

led her to the altar to deliver her into the hands of her father.

"Chryses," said he, "King Agamemnon has sent me to bring you back your

child, and to offer sacrifice to Apollo on behalf of the Danaans, that

we may propitiate the god, who has now brought sorrow upon the

Argives."

So saying he gave the girl over to her father, who received her

gladly, and they ranged the holy hecatomb all orderly round the

altar of the god. They washed their hands and took up the

barley-meal to sprinkle over the victims, while Chryses lifted up

his hands and prayed aloud on their behalf. "Hear me," he cried, "O

god of the silver bow, that protectest Chryse and holy Cilla, and

rulest Tenedos with thy might. Even as thou didst hear me aforetime

when I prayed, and didst press hardly upon the Achaeans, so hear me

yet again, and stay this fearful pestilence from the Danaans."

Thus did he pray, and Apollo heard his prayer. When they had done

praying and sprinkling the barley-meal, they drew back the heads of

the victims and killed and flayed them. They cut out the

thigh-bones, wrapped them round in two layers of fat, set some

pieces of raw meat on the top of them, and then Chryses laid them on

the wood fire and poured wine over them, while the young men stood

near him with five-pronged spits in their hands. When the

thigh-bones were burned and they had tasted the inward meats, they cut

the rest up small, put the pieces upon the spits, roasted them till

they were done, and drew them off: then, when they had finished

their work and the feast was ready, they ate it, and every man had his

full share, so that all were satisfied. As soon as they had had enough

to eat and drink, pages filled the mixing-bowl with wine and water and

handed it round, after giving every man his drink-offering.

Thus all day long the young men worshipped the god with song,

hymning him and chaunting the joyous paean, and the god took

pleasure in their voices; but when the sun went down, and it came on

dark, they laid themselves down to sleep by the stern cables of the

ship, and when the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared they

again set sail for the host of the Achaeans. Apollo sent them a fair

wind, so they raised their mast and hoisted their white sails aloft.

As the sail bellied with the wind the ship flew through the deep

blue water, and the foam hissed against her bows as she sped onward.

When they reached the wide-stretching host of the Achaeans, they

drew the vessel ashore, high and dry upon the sands, set her strong

props beneath her, and went their ways to their own tents and ships.

But Achilles abode at his ships and nursed his anger. He went not to

the honourable assembly, and sallied not forth to fight, but gnawed at

his own heart, pining for battle and the war-cry.

Now after twelve days the immortal gods came back in a body to

Olympus, and Jove led the way. Thetis was not unmindful of the

charge her son had laid upon her, so she rose from under the sea and

went through great heaven with early morning to Olympus, where she

found the mighty son of Saturn sitting all alone upon its topmost

ridges. She sat herself down before him, and with her left hand seized

his knees, while with her right she caught him under the chin, and

besought him, saying-

"Father Jove, if I ever did you service in word or deed among the

immortals, hear my prayer, and do honour to my son, whose life is to

be cut short so early. King Agamemnon has dishonoured him by taking

his prize and keeping her. Honour him then yourself, Olympian lord

of counsel, and grant victory to the Trojans, till the Achaeans give

my son his due and load him with riches in requital."

Jove sat for a while silent, and without a word, but Thetis still

kept firm hold of his knees, and besought him a second time.

"Incline your head," said she, "and promise me surely, or else deny

me- for you have nothing to fear- that I may learn how greatly you

disdain me."

At this Jove was much troubled and answered, "I shall have trouble

if you set me quarrelling with Juno, for she will provoke me with

her taunting speeches; even now she is always railing at me before the

other gods and accusing me of giving aid to the Trojans. Go back

now, lest she should find out. I will consider the matter, and will

bring it about as wish. See, I incline my head that you believe me.

This is the most solemn that I can give to any god. I never recall

my word, or deceive, or fail to do what I say, when I have nodded my

head."

As he spoke the son of Saturn bowed his dark brows, and the

ambrosial locks swayed on his immortal head, till vast Olympus reeled.

When the pair had thus laid their plans, they parted- Jove to his

house, while the goddess quitted the splendour of Olympus, and plunged

into the depths of the sea. The gods rose from their seats, before the

coming of their sire. Not one of them dared to remain sitting, but all

stood up as he came among them. There, then, he took his seat. But

Juno, when she saw him, knew that he and the old merman's daughter,

silver-footed Thetis, had been hatching mischief, so she at once began

to upbraid him. "Trickster," she cried, "which of the gods have you

been taking into your counsels now? You are always settling matters in

secret behind my back, and have never yet told me, if you could help

it, one word of your intentions."

"Juno," replied the sire of gods and men, "you must not expect to be

informed of all my counsels. You are my wife, but you would find it

hard to understand them. When it is proper for you to hear, there is

no one, god or man, who will be told sooner, but when I mean to keep a

matter to myself, you must not pry nor ask questions."

"Dread son of Saturn," answered Juno, "what are you talking about?

I? Pry and ask questions? Never. I let you have your own way in

everything. Still, I have a strong misgiving that the old merman's

daughter Thetis has been talking you over, for she was with you and

had hold of your knees this self-same morning. I believe, therefore,

that you have been promising her to give glory to Achilles, and to

kill much people at the ships of the Achaeans."

"Wife," said Jove, "I can do nothing but you suspect me and find

it out. You will take nothing by it, for I shall only dislike you

the more, and it will go harder with you. Granted that it is as you

say; I mean to have it so; sit down and hold your tongue as I bid

you for if I once begin to lay my hands about you, though all heaven

were on your side it would profit you nothing."

On this Juno was frightened, so she curbed her stubborn will and sat

down in silence. But the heavenly beings were disquieted throughout

the house of Jove, till the cunning workman Vulcan began to try and

pacify his mother Juno. "It will be intolerable," said he, "if you two

fall to wrangling and setting heaven in an uproar about a pack of

mortals. If such ill counsels are to prevail, we shall have no

pleasure at our banquet. Let me then advise my mother- and she must

herself know that it will be better- to make friends with my dear

father Jove, lest he again scold her and disturb our feast. If the

Olympian Thunderer wants to hurl us all from our seats, he can do

so, for he is far the strongest, so give him fair words, and he will

then soon be in a good humour with us."

As he spoke, he took a double cup of nectar, and placed it in his

mother's hand. "Cheer up, my dear mother," said he, "and make the best

of it. I love you dearly, and should be very sorry to see you get a

thrashing; however grieved I might be, I could not help for there is

no standing against Jove. Once before when I was trying to help you,

he caught me by the foot and flung me from the heavenly threshold. All

day long from morn till eve, was I falling, till at sunset I came to

ground in the island of Lemnos, and there I lay, with very little life

left in me, till the Sintians came and tended me."

Juno smiled at this, and as she smiled she took the cup from her

son's hands. Then Vulcan drew sweet nectar from the mixing-bowl, and

served it round among the gods, going from left to right; and the

blessed gods laughed out a loud applause as they saw him ing

bustling about the heavenly mansion.

Thus through the livelong day to the going down of the sun they

feasted, and every one had his full share, so that all were satisfied.

Apollo struck his lyre, and the Muses lifted up their sweet voices,

calling and answering one another. But when the sun's glorious light

had faded, they went home to bed, each in his own abode, which lame

Vulcan with his consummate skill had fashioned for them. So Jove,

the Olympian Lord of Thunder, hied him to the bed in which he always

slept; and when he had got on to it he went to sleep, with Juno of the

golden throne by his side.

BOOK II

Now the other gods and the armed warriors on the plain slept

soundly, but Jove was wakeful, for he was thinking how to do honour to

Achilles, and destroyed much people at the ships of the Achaeans. In

the end he deemed it would be best to send a lying dream to King

Agamemnon; so he called one to him and said to it, "Lying Dream, go to

the ships of the Achaeans, into the tent of Agamemnon, and say to

him word to word as I now bid you. Tell him to get the Achaeans

instantly under arms, for he shall take Troy. There are no longer

divided counsels among the gods; Juno has brought them to her own

mind, and woe betides the Trojans."

The dream went when it had heard its message, and soon reached the

ships of the Achaeans. It sought Agamemnon son of Atreus and found him

in his tent, wrapped in a profound slumber. It hovered over his head

in the likeness of Nestor, son of Neleus, whom Agamemnon honoured

above all his councillors, and said:-

"You are sleeping, son of Atreus; one who has the welfare of his

host and so much other care upon his shoulders should dock his

sleep. Hear me at once, for I come as a messenger from Jove, who,

though he be not near, yet takes thought for you and pities you. He

bids you get the Achaeans instantly under arms, for you shall take

Troy. There are no longer divided counsels among the gods; Juno has

brought them over to her own mind, and woe betides the Trojans at

the hands of Jove. Remember this, and when you wake see that it does

not escape you."

The dream then left him, and he thought of things that were,

surely not to be accomplished. He thought that on that same day he was

to take the city of Priam, but he little knew what was in the mind

of Jove, who had many another hard-fought fight in store alike for

Danaans and Trojans. Then presently he woke, with the divine message

still ringing in his ears; so he sat upright, and put on his soft

shirt so fair and new, and over this his heavy cloak. He bound his

sandals on to his comely feet, and slung his silver-studded sword

about his shoulders; then he took the imperishable staff of his

father, and sallied forth to the ships of the Achaeans.

The goddess Dawn now wended her way to vast Olympus that she might

herald day to Jove and to the other immortals, and Agamemnon sent

the criers round to call the people in assembly; so they called them

and the people gathered thereon. But first he summoned a meeting of

the elders at the ship of Nestor king of Pylos, and when they were

assembled he laid a cunning counsel before them.

"My friends," said he, "I have had a dream from heaven in the dead

of night, and its face and figure resembled none but Nestor's. It

hovered over my head and said, 'You are sleeping, son of Atreus; one

who has the welfare of his host and so much other care upon his

shoulders should dock his sleep. Hear me at once, for I am a messenger

from Jove, who, though he be not near, yet takes thought for you and

pities you. He bids you get the Achaeans instantly under arms, for you

shall take Troy. There are no longer divided counsels among the

gods; Juno has brought them over to her own mind, and woe betides

the Trojans at the hands of Jove. Remember this.' The dream then

vanished and I awoke. Let us now, therefore, arm the sons of the

Achaeans. But it will be well that I should first sound them, and to

this end I will tell them to fly with their ships; but do you others

go about among the host and prevent their doing so."

He then sat down, and Nestor the prince of Pylos with all

sincerity and goodwill addressed them thus: "My friends," said he,

"princes and councillors of the Argives, if any other man of the

Achaeans had told us of this dream we should have declared it false,

and would have had nothing to do with it. But he who has seen it is

the foremost man among us; we must therefore set about getting the

people under arms."

With this he led the way from the assembly, and the other sceptred

kings rose with him in obedience to the word of Agamemnon; but the

people pressed forward to hear. They swarmed like bees that sally from

some hollow cave and flit in countless throng among the spring

flowers, bunched in knots and clusters; even so did the mighty

multitude pour from ships and tents to the assembly, and range

themselves upon the wide-watered shore, while among them ran

Wildfire Rumour, messenger of Jove, urging them ever to the fore. Thus

they gathered in a pell-mell of mad confusion, and the earth groaned

under the tramp of men as the people sought their places. Nine heralds

went crying about among them to stay their tumult and bid them

listen to the kings, till at last they were got into their several

places and ceased their clamour. Then King Agamemnon rose, holding his

sceptre. This was the work of Vulcan, who gave it to Jove the son of

Saturn. Jove gave it to Mercury, slayer of Argus, guide and

guardian. King Mercury gave it to Pelops, the mighty charioteer, and

Pelops to Atreus, shepherd of his people. Atreus, when he died, left

it to Thyestes, rich in flocks, and Thyestes in his turn left it to be

borne by Agamemnon, that he might be lord of all Argos and of the

isles. Leaning, then, on his sceptre, he addressed the Argives.

"My friends," he said, "heroes, servants of Mars, the hand of heaven

has been laid heavily upon me. Cruel Jove gave me his solemn promise

that I should sack the city of Priam before returning, but he has

played me false, and is now bidding me go ingloriously back to Argos

with the loss of much people. Such is the will of Jove, who has laid

many a proud city in the dust, as he will yet lay others, for his

power is above all. It will be a sorry tale hereafter that an

Achaean host, at once so great and valiant, battled in vain against

men fewer in number than themselves; but as yet the end is not in

sight. Think that the Achaeans and Trojans have sworn to a solemn

covenant, and that they have each been numbered- the Trojans by the

roll of their householders, and we by companies of ten; think

further that each of our companies desired to have a Trojan

householder to pour out their wine; we are so greatly more in number

that full many a company would have to go without its cup-bearer.

But they have in the town allies from other places, and it is these

that hinder me from being able to sack the rich city of Ilius. Nine of

Jove years are gone; the timbers of our ships have rotted; their

tackling is sound no longer. Our wives and little ones at home look

anxiously for our coming, but the work that we came hither to do has

not been done. Now, therefore, let us all do as I say: let us sail

back to our own land, for we shall not take Troy."

With these words he moved the hearts of the multitude, so many of

them as knew not the cunning counsel of Agamemnon. They surged to

and fro like the waves of the Icarian Sea, when the east and south

winds break from heaven's clouds to lash them; or as when the west

wind sweeps over a field of corn and the ears bow beneath the blast,

even so were they swayed as they flew with loud cries towards the

ships, and the dust from under their feet rose heavenward. They

cheered each other on to draw the ships into the sea; they cleared the

channels in front of them; they began taking away the stays from

underneath them, and the welkin rang with their glad cries, so eager

were they to return.

Then surely the Argives would have returned after a fashion that was

not fated. But Juno said to Minerva, "Alas, daughter of

aegis-bearing Jove, unweariable, shall the Argives fly home to their

own land over the broad sea, and leave Priam and the Trojans the glory

of still keeping Helen, for whose sake so many of the Achaeans have

died at Troy, far from their homes? Go about at once among the host,

and speak fairly to them, man by man, that they draw not their ships

into the sea."

Minerva was not slack to do her bidding. Down she darted from the

topmost summits of Olympus, and in a moment she was at the ships of

the Achaeans. There she found Ulysses, peer of Jove in counsel,

standing alone. He had not as yet laid a hand upon his ship, for he

was grieved and sorry; so she went close up to him and said, "Ulysses,

noble son of Laertes, are you going to fling yourselves into your

ships and be off home to your own land in this way? Will you leave

Priam and the Trojans the glory of still keeping Helen, for whose sake

so many of the Achaeans have died at Troy, far from their homes? Go

about at once among the host, and speak fairly to them, man by man,

that they draw not their ships into the sea."

Ulysses knew the voice as that of the goddess: he flung his cloak

from him and set off to run. His servant Eurybates, a man of Ithaca,

who waited on him, took charge of the cloak, whereon Ulysses went

straight up to Agamemnon and received from him his ancestral,

imperishable staff. With this he went about among the ships of the

Achaeans.

Whenever he met a king or chieftain, he stood by him and spoke him

fairly. "Sir," said he, "this flight is cowardly and unworthy. Stand

to your post, and bid your people also keep their places. You do not

yet know the full mind of Agamemnon; he was sounding us, and ere

long will visit the Achaeans with his displeasure. We were not all

of us at the council to hear what he then said; see to it lest he be

angry and do us a mischief; for the pride of kings is great, and the

hand of Jove is with them."

But when he came across any common man who was making a noise, he

struck him with his staff and rebuked him, saying, "Sirrah, hold

your peace, and listen to better men than yourself. You are a coward

and no soldier; you are nobody either in fight or council; we cannot

all be kings; it is not well that there should be many masters; one

man must be supreme- one king to whom the son of scheming Saturn has

given the sceptre of sovereignty over you all."

Thus masterfully did he go about among the host, and the people

hurried back to the council from their tents and ships with a sound as

the thunder of surf when it comes crashing down upon the shore, and

all the sea is in an uproar.

The rest now took their seats and kept to their own several

places, but Thersites still went on wagging his unbridled tongue- a

man of many words, and those unseemly; a monger of sedition, a

railer against all who were in authority, who cared not what he

said, so that he might set the Achaeans in a laugh. He was the ugliest

man of all those that came before Troy- bandy-legged, lame of one

foot, with his two shoulders rounded and hunched over his chest. His

head ran up to a point, but there was little hair on the top of it.

Achilles and Ulysses hated him worst of all, for it was with them that

he was most wont to wrangle; now, however, with a shrill squeaky voice

he began heaping his abuse on Agamemnon. The Achaeans were angry and

disgusted, yet none the less he kept on brawling and bawling at the

son of Atreus.

"Agamemnon," he cried, "what ails you now, and what more do you

want? Your tents are filled with bronze and with fair women, for

whenever we take a town we give you the pick of them. Would you have

yet more gold, which some Trojan is to give you as a ransom for his

son, when I or another Achaean has taken him prisoner? or is it some

young girl to hide and lie with? It is not well that you, the ruler of

the Achaeans, should bring them into such misery. Weakling cowards,

women rather than men, let us sail home, and leave this fellow here at

Troy to stew in his own meeds of honour, and discover whether we

were of any service to him or no. Achilles is a much better man than

he is, and see how he has treated him- robbing him of his prize and

keeping it himself. Achilles takes it meekly and shows no fight; if he

did, son of Atreus, you would never again insult him."

Thus railed Thersites, but Ulysses at once went up to him and

rebuked him sternly. "Check your glib tongue, Thersites," said be,

"and babble not a word further. Chide not with princes when you have

none to back you. There is no viler creature come before Troy with the

sons of Atreus. Drop this chatter about kings, and neither revile them

nor keep harping about going home. We do not yet know how things are

going to be, nor whether the Achaeans are to return with good

success or evil. How dare you gibe at Agamemnon because the Danaans

have awarded him so many prizes? I tell you, therefore- and it shall

surely be- that if I again catch you talking such nonsense, I will

either forfeit my own head and be no more called father of Telemachus,

or I will take you, strip you stark naked, and whip you out of the

assembly till you go blubbering back to the ships."

On this he beat him with his staff about the back and shoulders till

he dropped and fell a-weeping. The golden sceptre raised a bloody weal

on his back, so he sat down frightened and in pain, looking foolish as

he wiped the tears from his eyes. The people were sorry for him, yet

they laughed heartily, and one would turn to his neighbour saying,

"Ulysses has done many a good thing ere now in fight and council,

but he never did the Argives a better turn than when he stopped this

fellow's mouth from prating further. He will give the kings no more of

his insolence."

Thus said the people. Then Ulysses rose, sceptre in hand, and

Minerva in the likeness of a herald bade the people be still, that

those who were far off might hear him and consider his council. He

therefore with all sincerity and goodwill addressed them thus:-

"King Agamemnon, the Achaeans are for making you a by-word among all

mankind. They forget the promise they made you when they set out

from Argos, that you should not return till you had sacked the town of

Troy, and, like children or widowed women, they murmur and would set

off homeward. True it is that they have had toil enough to be

disheartened. A man chafes at having to stay away from his wife even

for a single month, when he is on shipboard, at the mercy of wind

and sea, but it is now nine long years that we have been kept here;

I cannot, therefore, blame the Achaeans if they turn restive; still we

shall be shamed if we go home empty after so long a stay- therefore,

my friends, be patient yet a little longer that we may learn whether

the prophesyings of Calchas were false or true.

"All who have not since perished must remember as though it were

yesterday or the day before, how the ships of the Achaeans were

detained in Aulis when we were on our way hither to make war on

Priam and the Trojans. We were ranged round about a fountain

offering hecatombs to the gods upon their holy altars, and there was a

fine plane-tree from beneath which there welled a stream of pure

water. Then we saw a prodigy; for Jove sent a fearful serpent out of

the ground, with blood-red stains upon its back, and it darted from

under the altar on to the plane-tree. Now there was a brood of young

sparrows, quite small, upon the topmost bough, peeping out from

under the leaves, eight in all, and their mother that hatched them

made nine. The serpent ate the poor cheeping things, while the old

bird flew about lamenting her little ones; but the serpent threw his

coils about her and caught her by the wing as she was screaming. Then,

when he had eaten both the sparrow and her young, the god who had sent

him made him become a sign; for the son of scheming Saturn turned

him into stone, and we stood there wondering at that which had come to

pass. Seeing, then, that such a fearful portent had broken in upon our

hecatombs, Calchas forthwith declared to us the oracles of heaven.

'Why, Achaeans,' said he, 'are you thus speechless? Jove has sent us

this sign, long in coming, and long ere it be fulfilled, though its

fame shall last for ever. As the serpent ate the eight fledglings

and the sparrow that hatched them, which makes nine, so shall we fight

nine years at Troy, but in the tenth shall take the town.' This was

what he said, and now it is all coming true. Stay here, therefore, all

of you, till we take the city of Priam."

On this the Argives raised a shout, till the ships rang again with

the uproar. Nestor, knight of Gerene, then addressed them. "Shame on

you," he cried, "to stay talking here like children, when you should

fight like men. Where are our covenants now, and where the oaths

that we have taken? Shall our counsels be flung into the fire, with

our drink-offerings and the right hands of fellowship wherein we

have put our trust? We waste our time in words, and for all our

talking here shall be no further forward. Stand, therefore, son of

Atreus, by your own steadfast purpose; lead the Argives on to

battle, and leave this handful of men to rot, who scheme, and scheme

in vain, to get back to Argos

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JerryB, I am with ya on the Peleg thing. I wonder how much we really know about the entire Bible, much less 14 words of it. Although, having been taught this stuff for so many years, I tend to look at it as, "if this were true, what would it mean about these other issues?".

I used to wonder how they could construct a skeleton out of just a few bones or a skull, until I took a class where we studied both current and fossilised bones. What you can learn from a skull or leg bone is astonishing. You know the song...the leg bone is connected to the and on and on.

I used to wonder when I saw archeological digs how they could pick out a house that has decomposed into dirt from the rest of the dirt. Then I did a dig at Jamestown. It became abundantly clear.

There are many things that I haven't understood until I got some first hand experience...an issue we all have to deal with.

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I have a piece of wood on my desk that I found on the beach last summer. It appears to be oak because of the dot and dash tight grain. It's 1/4 of a circle that would fit into a 12x12 inch square. It's approximately 2 inches wide. On one end is an open 45 degree and the other end a closed 45 degree miter. On the closed 45 is a 3/8 th inch dowel. The piece is definitely from a boat made of wood and must be a port.

On the back side is another piece of wood that is square to the radius. It has a black tar like surface. Whiff, whiff. Smells like a new rubber tire. It is a an adhesive. Ahhh, there are lines pressed into the adhesive indicating a square piece of glass was once held in place.

The 3/8 th inch dowel on the front is a plug. On the back is a 1/8 th inch hole indicating a fastening device such as a nail or screw.

Okay. My point is, I only have a piece of wood, but I can damn well tell that it was from a boat that was built within the last 30 years. But the wood from the boat would obviously be older.

What I really would like to know is if this piece was from a "May Day, May Day" ?

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XLT Empirical Data

Since this thread offers a variety of thought I add this one.

I was just cruising First St. Jax Be last Friday noon and pulled into a parking space next to a handicap space. There was a Ranger XLT in that space next to me equipped with a device secured to the tail gate to load and unload a wheel chair, which i call all wheel chairs "chariot". I use to drive one, a chariot that is.

Beautiful day.

Opened my windows for that breeze and began a write.

Here is the original uncut version:

i sit 'pon the oceans edge

mesmerized by unsychronized

rythem the waters ever flowing

tides

& all the folks who spend

the day 'pon ancient sand

to gather sun into their skin

and a hmeless walking north leaves a

long sleeve shirt

and another rides by south &

scopes the fabric & oft

the shirt goes again

and i wonder oh i do wander

the thots mine mind

and all the thots purposed

by those who find the oceans edge

the tymes of sand

breathed in breathed out

fromfar and further

than eyes can gather

then i wonder oh i wander

my thots to those blind

they see through eyes

of skin & scent & salt & sound

& so the ocean & sand continue

to new generations

to ponder the wonder

where have all the foot prints

gone

and surfers leave no trace

in wake waves they chase and choose to take

for they know there will be others to break

so you know as it goes

the tides ebb & flow

and all erodes at the

edges of time

& one might find

an answer or two

may be too many

to think through

adieu

a little ole lady

maybe 80

rides a chariot

her bone draped with alligator skin

with two fishing staff

'pon her back

comes from the pier

she is sad in her face

her mouth an unsmile

or maybe just determined in her fffrown

caused by time

i see her ride, glide effortlessly by me

and see that cooler

made a catch for

dinner & sunset grow oh so near

and i fellt a pity toward her

like the homeless gone b4

she stopped in front my truck

she looked at me with no shades for her eyes

i looked at her with shades so dark

& long hair i am

no wonder she gave me no smile

but i smiled

she nodded

i wondered her righteous dignity

she drove off the side walk

and i gave a slight wave of later on

and continued my view b4 me

surfers in wet suit load their boards

'pon their suvs

and the sound

of impudent youth

all 'round me

I smile and close my door

ready to crank my truck

to leave

i notice in my rear view

a little sound

and add to my wonder of wander

with immediate tears of laughter

that little ole lady

loading her chariot

into that XLT

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  • 3 years later...

Well, this looked like an interesting old thread so thought I'd bump it up.

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