hesiod, the homeric hymns, and homerica-第44章
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h； for on that day queenly Maia bare him。 So soon as he had leaped from his mother's heavenly womb； he lay not long waiting in his holy cradle； but he sprang up and sought the oxen of Apollo。 But as he stepped over the threshold of the high…roofed cave； he found a tortoise there and gained endless delight。 For it was Hermes who first made the tortoise a singer。 The creature fell in his way at the courtyard gate； where it was feeding on the rich grass before the dwelling； waddling along。 When be saw it； the luck… bringing son of Zeus laughed and said：
（ll。 30…38） ‘An omen of great luck for me so soon！ I do not slight it。 Hail； comrade of the feast； lovely in shape； sounding at the dance！ With joy I meet you！ Where got you that rich gaud for covering； that spangled shell a tortoise living in the mountains？ But I will take and carry you within： you shall help me and I will do you no disgrace； though first of all you must profit me。 It is better to be at home： harm may come out of doors。 Living； you shall be a spell against mischievous witchcraft （13）； but if you die； then you shall make sweetest song。
（ll。 39…61） Thus speaking； he took up the tortoise in both hands and went back into the house carrying his charming toy。 Then he cut off its limbs and scooped out the marrow of the mountain… tortoise with a scoop of grey iron。 As a swift thought darts through the heart of a man when thronging cares haunt him； or as bright glances flash from the eye； so glorious Hermes planned both thought and deed at once。 He cut stalks of reed to measure and fixed them； fastening their ends across the back and through the shell of the tortoise； and then stretched ox hide all over it by his skill。 Also he put in the horns and fitted a cross…piece upon the two of them； and stretched seven strings of sheep…gut。 But when he had made it he proved each string in turn with the key； as he held the lovely thing。 At the touch of his hand it sounded marvellously； and； as he tried it； the god sang sweet random snatches； even as youths bandy taunts at festivals。 He sang of Zeus the son of Cronos and neat…shod Maia； the converse which they had before in the comradeship of love； telling all the glorious tale of his own begetting。 He celebrated； too； the handmaids of the nymph； and her bright home； and the tripods all about the house； and the abundant cauldrons。
（ll。 62…67） But while he was singing of all these； his heart was bent on other matters。 And he took the hollow lyre and laid it in his sacred cradle； and sprang from the sweet…smelling hall to a watch…place； pondering sheet trickery in his heart deeds such as knavish folk pursue in the dark night…time； for he longed to taste flesh。
（ll。 68…86） The Sun was going down beneath the earth towards Ocean with his horses and chariot when Hermes came hurrying to the shadowy mountains of Pieria； where the divine cattle of the blessed gods had their steads and grazed the pleasant； unmown meadows。 Of these the Son of Maia； the sharp…eyed slayer of Argus then cut off from the herd fifty loud…lowing kine； and drove them straggling…wise across a sandy place； turning their hoof…prints aside。 Also； he bethought him of a crafty ruse and reversed the marks of their hoofs； making the front behind and the hind before； while he himself walked the other way （14）。 Then he wove sandals with wicker…work by the sand of the sea； wonderful things； unthought of； unimagined； for he mixed together tamarisk and myrtle…twigs； fastening together an armful of their fresh； young wood； and tied them； leaves and all securely under his feet as light sandals。 The brushwood the glorious Slayer of Argus plucked in Pieria as he was preparing for his journey； making shift （15） as one making haste for a long journey。
（ll。 87…89） But an old man tilling his flowering vineyard saw him as he was hurrying down the plain through grassy Onchestus。 So the Son of Maia began and said to him：
（ll。 90…93） ‘Old man； digging about your vines with bowed shoulders； surely you shall have much wine when all these bear fruit； if you obey me and strictly remember not to have seen what you have seen； and not to have heard what you have heard； and to keep silent when nothing of your own is harmed。'
（ll。 94…114） When he had said this much； he hurried the strong cattle on together： through many shadowy mountains and echoing gorges and flowery plains glorious Hermes drove them。 And now the divine night； his dark ally； was mostly passed； and dawn that sets folk to work was quickly coming on； while bright Selene； daughter of the lord Pallas； Megamedes' son； had just climbed her watch…post； when the strong Son of Zeus drove the wide…browed cattle of Phoebus Apollo to the river Alpheus。 And they came unwearied to the high…roofed byres and the drinking…troughs that were before the noble meadow。 Then； after he had well…fed the loud…bellowing cattle with fodder and driven them into the byre； close…packed and chewing lotus and began to seek the art of fire。
He chose a stout laurel branch and trimmed it with the knife。。。。 （（LACUNA）） （16） 。。。。held firmly in his hand： and the hot smoke rose up。 For it was Hermes who first invented fire…sticks and fire。 Next he took many dried sticks and piled them thick and plenty in a sunken trench： and flame began to glow； spreading afar the blast of fierce…burning fire。
（ll。 115…137） And while the strength of glorious Hephaestus was beginning to kindle the fire； he dragged out two lowing； horned cows close to the fire； for great strength was with him。 He threw them both panting upon their backs on the ground； and rolled them on their sides； bending their necks over （17）； and pierced their vital chord。 Then he went on from task to task： first he cut up the rich； fatted meat； and pierced it with wooden spits； and roasted flesh and the honourable chine and the paunch full of dark blood all together。 He laid them there upon the ground； and spread out the hides on a rugged rock： and so they are still there many ages afterwards； a long； long time after all this； and are continually （18）。 Next glad…hearted Hermes dragged the rich meats he had prepared and put them on a smooth； flat stone； and divided them into twelve portions distributed by lot； making each portion wholly honourable。 Then glorious Hermes longed for the sacrificial meat； for the sweet savour wearied him； god though he was； nevertheless his proud heart was not prevailed upon to devour the flesh； although he greatly desired （19）。 But he put away the fat and all the flesh in the high… roofed byre； placing them high up to be a token of his youthful theft。 And after that he gathered dry sticks and utterly destroyed with fire all the hoofs and all the heads。
（ll。 138…154） And when the god had duly finished all； he threw his sandals into deep…eddying Alpheus； and quenched the embers； covering the black ashes with sand； and so spent the night while Selene's soft light shone down。 Then the god went straight back again at dawn to the bright crests of Cyllene； and no one met him on the long journey either of the blessed gods or mortal men； nor did any dog bark。 And luck…bringing Hermes； the son of Zeus； passed edgeways through the key…hole of the hall like the autumn breeze； even as mist： straight through the cave he went and came to the rich inner chamber； walking softly； and making no noise as one might upon the floor。 Then glorious Hermes went hurriedly to his cradle； wrapping his swaddling clothes about his shoulders as though he were a feeble babe； and lay playing with the covering about his knees； but at his left hand he kept close his sweet lyre。
（ll。 155…161） But the god did not pass unseen by the goddess his mother； but she said to him： ‘How now； you rogue！ Whence come you back so at night…time； you that wear shamelessness as a garment？ And now I surely believe the son of Leto will soon have you forth out of doors with unbreakable cords about your ribs； or you will live a rogue's life in the glens robbing by whiles。 Go to； then； your father got you to be a great worry to mortal men and deathless gods。'
（ll。 162…181） Then Hermes answered her with crafty words： ‘Mother； why do you seek to frighten me like a feeble child wh
