Chapters (110)
- COVER
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT
- DEDICATION
- CONTENTS
- INTRODUCTION
- THE BIRTH OF LOVE
- THE ORIGINS OF THE TROJAN WAR
- THE TRUCE
- HECTOR VERSUS ACHILLES
- THE DEATH OF ACHILLES
- THE CYCLOPS
- THE SONG OF DEMODOCUS
- AND SO TO BED
- PROMETHEUS AND PANDORA
- WHATEVER ONE LOVES
- PERSEPHONE AND THE POMEGRANATE SEEDS
- THE LIFE OF AESOP
- THE BATTLE OF THE FROGS AND MICE
- THE VENGEANCE OF CLYTEMNESTRA
- EDUCATING CYRUS
- DARIUS AND THE SCYTHIANS
- XERXES’ CHOICE
- THE FALL OF THE BARBARIANS
- THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL
- A BEAST OF INDIA
- THE ECSTASY
- HIPPOLYTUS AND HIS HORSES
- EURIPIDES THE WOMAN-HATER
- OEDIPUS LEARNS THE TRUTH
- ONE GIRL VERSUS THE LAW
- THE PLAGUE AT ATHENS
- THE MURDER OF ERATOSTHENES
- THE POWER OF LOVE
- THE AGEING PROCESS
- THREE TYPES
- THE MISANTHROPE
- THE CONTEST OF TWO MOUNTAINS
- HERCULES AND THE TWELVE LABOURS
- ALEXANDER THE GREAT MEETS THE RAM GOD
- THE DEATH OF ALEXANDER
- THE CONSTELLATION OF THE MAIDEN
- THE MERCHANT
- EUROPA AND THE BULL
- TROUBLE COMES TO TOWN
- PHILOCTETES
- SLAUGHTER OF THE HUSBANDS
- THE GOLDEN FLEECE
- MEDEA’S REVENGE
- ARIADNE AND THESEUS
- ALCIBIADES
- IN THE BEGINNING
- SULPICIA’S BIRTHDAY
- THE TROJAN HORSE
- DIDO AND AENEAS
- ROMULUS AND REMUS
- THE GEESE ON THE CAPITOL
- THE RISE OF HANNIBAL
- ATTIS AND THE MOTHER GODDESS
- A COUNTRY VILLA
- SPARTACUS
- A WOMAN SCORNED?
- CICERO: FOR HIS DAUGHTER
- CAESAR VERSUS POMPEY
- DIVINE CAESAR
- ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA
- TO HEAL AN ASP BITE
- THE GNAT
- ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE
- NARCISSUS
- DIANA & ACTAEON
- PYGMALION
- OVID’S DEFENCE
- THE TOWN AND THE COUNTRY MOUSE
- THE EMPEROR’S SLAVE
- THE RICHES OF CALIGULA
- THE PUMPKINIFICATION OF EMPEROR CLAUDIUS
- THE STORY OF BRITAIN
- THE GREAT FIRE OF ROME
- DINNER AT TRIMALCHIO’S
- THE ERUPTION OF VESUVIUS
- ON LAMPSTANDS, THE DISCOVERY OF GLASS, ON THE DOLPHIN
- THE MADNESS OF HERCULES
- THE SIEGE OF JOTAPATA
- THE COLOSSAL TURBOT
- CANNIBALS IN EGYPT
- ACHILLES BECOMES A GIRL
- THE IMPORTANCE OF BREAST MILK
- DO IT YOURSELF
- ANDROCLES AND THE LION
- PERSEUS AND MEDUSA
- WAR ON THE GIANTS
- THE METAMORPHOSIS OF CERAMBUS
- FIRST LOVE
- A SHAM SACRIFICE
- THE DREAM OF LUCIAN
- PRAXITELES AND THE GODDESS
- CUPID AND PSYCHE
- A PICTURE OF PHAËTHON
- THE WEDDING FEAST
- CUPID CRUCIFIED
- A CLASSICS STUDENT
- THE PHOENIX
- THE TWICE-BORN GOD
- INTRIGUES AT THE PALACE
- A MEETING WITH LADY PHILOSOPHY
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- EXTENDED COPYRIGHT
- About the Author
- An Invitation from the Publisher
Upon this Astyages said jokingly, “Cyrus, since you imitated Sakas in other respects, why did you not swallow some of the wine?”
“Because, by Zeus,” he said, “I was afraid there might have been some poison mixed in the cup, for when you entertained your friends on your birthday, I learned quite clearly that he had added poison for you all.”
“And how, my child,” he said, “did you come to know this?”
“Because, by Zeus, I saw you all making mistakes, both in your judgments and with your bodies, for in the first place, you yourselves were doing such things as you do not allow us boys to do, for you all shouted at the same time, and you did not comprehend each other at all. Then you sang very ridiculously, and even though you did not listen to the singer, you all swore that he sang most excellently. Then, after each spoke of his own strength, when you stood up to dance, far from dancing in time with the rhythm, you were not even able to stand up straight. You all forgot yourselves entirely, you that you were king, the others that you were their ruler. Then I learned for the first time that what you were practicing was that liberty of speech; at least you were never silent.”
And Astyages said, “My child, has not your father gotten drunk from drinking?”
“No, by Zeus,” he said.
“But what does he do?”
“He quenches his thirst and suffers no harm, for a Sakas, grandfather, certainly does not pour his wine.”
And his mother said, “But why ever, my child, do you make war on Sakas like this?”
“Because I hate him, by Zeus,” said Cyrus, “for often when I desire to run up to my grandfather, this most wretched fellow shuts me out. But I beg you, grandfather, give me three days to rule over him.”
And Astyages said, “And how would you rule him?”
And it is said that Cyrus said, “Standing at the entrance, just as he does, whenever he wished to come in for lunch, I would say that it is not possible to have lunch yet, ‘for he is busy with certain others.’ Then, when he came for supper, I would say, ‘He is washing.’ If he were very much in earnest to eat, I would say, ‘He is with his women.’ I would detain him so long, just as he detains me, keeping me from you.”
Such amusement did he afford them at meals. At other times of the day, if he perceived either his grandfather or his mother’s brother in need of anything, it was difficult for anyone else to take care of it before he did, for Cyrus was extremely delighted to gratify them in any way within his power.