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by Thomas Bulfinch


  was no pause or abatement of their grief.

  The next day, preparations were made for the funeral solemnities. For nine days

  the people brought wood and built the pile, and on the tenth they placed the body on the

  summit and applied the torch; while all Troy thronging forth encompassed the pile.

  When it had completely burned, they quenched the cinders with wine, collected the

  bones and placed them in a golden urn, which they buried in the earth, and reared a pile

  of stones over the spot.

  "Such honors Ilium to her hero paid,

  And peaceful slept the mighty Hector's shade.

  Pope.

  Chapter XXVIII: Fall Of Troy - Return Of The Greeks - Orestes And Electra

  The Fall Of Troy.

  The story of the Iliad ends with the death of Hector and it is from the Odyssey

  and later poems that we learn the fate of the other heroes. After the death of Hector,

  Troy did not immediately fall, but receiving aid from new allies still continued its

  resistance. One of these allies was Memnon, the Aethiopian prince, whose story we

  have already told. Another was Penthesilea, queen of the Amazons, who came with a

  band of female warriors. All the authorities attest their valor and the fearful effect of

  their war cry. Penthesilea slew many of the bravest warriors, but was at last slain by

  Achilles. But when the hero bent over his fallen foe, and contemplated her beauty,

  youth and valor, he bitterly regretted his victory. Thersites, an insolent brawler and

  demagogue, ridiculed his grief, and was in consequence slain by the hero.

  Achilles by chance had seen Polyxena, daughter of King Priam, perhaps on

  occasion of the truce which was allowed the Trojans for the burial of Hector. He was

  captivated with her charms, and to win her in marriage agreed to use his influence with

  the Greeks to grant peace to Troy. While in the temple of Apollo, negotiating the

  marriage, Paris discharged at him a poisoned arrow, which guided by Apollo, wounded

  Achilles in the heel, the only vulnerable part about him. For Thetis his mother had

  dipped him when an infant in the river Styx, which made every part of him invulnerable

  except the heel by which she held him. ^*

  [Footnote *: The story of the invulnerability of Achilles is not found in Homer, and

  is inconsistent with his account. For how could Achilles require the aid of celestial

  armor if he were invulnerable?]

  The body of Achilles so treacherously slain was rescued by Ajax and Ulysses.

  Thetis directed the Greeks to bestow her son's armor on the hero who of all the

  survivors should be judged most deserving of it. Ajax and Ulysses were the only

  claimants; a select number of the other chiefs were appointed to award the prize. It

  was awarded to Ulysses, thus placing wisdom before valor; whereupon Ajax slew

  himself. On the spot where his blood sank into the earth a flower sprang up, called the

  hyacinth, bearing on its leaves the first two letters of the name of Ajax, Ai, the Greek

  for "woe." Thus Ajax is a claimant with the boy Hyacinthus for the honor of giving birth

  to this flower. There is a species of Larkspur which represents the hyacinth of the

  poets in preserving the memory of this event, the Delphinium Ajacis - Ajax's Larkspur.

  It was now discovered that Troy could not be taken but by the aid of the arrows of

  Hercules. They were in possession of Philoctetes, the friend who had been with

  Hercules at the last and lighted his funeral pyre. Philoctetes had joined the Grecian

  expedition against Troy, but had accidentally wounded his foot with one of the

  poisoned arrows, and the smell from his wound proved so offensive that his

  companions carried him to the isle of Lemnos and left him there. Diomed was now

  sent to induce him to rejoin the army. He succeeded. Philoctetes was cured of his

  wound by Machaon, and Paris was the first victim of the fatal arrows. In his distress

  Paris bethought him of one whom in his prosperity he had forgotten. This was the

  nymph Oenone, whom he had married when a youth, and had abandoned for the fatal

  beauty Helen. Oenone, remembering the wrongs she had suffered, refused to heal the

  wound, and Paris went back to Troy and died. Oenone quickly repented, and

  hastened after him with remedies, but came too late, and in her grief hung herself. ^*

  [Footnote *: Tennyson has chosen Oenone as the subject of a short poem; out

  he has omitted the most poetical part of the story, the return of Paris wounded, her

  cruelty and subsequent repentance.]

  There was in Troy a celebrated statue of Minerva called the Palladium. It was

  said to have fallen from heaven, and the belief was that the city could not be taken so

  long as this statue remained within it. Ulysses and Diomed entered the city in disguise

  and succeeded in obtaining the Palladium, which they carried off to the Grecian camp.

  But Troy still held out, and the Greeks began to despair of ever subduing it by

  force, and by advice of Ulysses resolved to resort to stratagem. They pretended to be

  making preparations to abandon the siege, and a portion of the ships were withdrawn

  and lay hid behind a neighboring island. The Greeks then constructed an immense

  wooden horse, which they gave out was intended as a propitiatory offering to Minerva,

  but in fact was filled with armed men. The remaining Greeks then betook themselves

  to their ships and sailed away, as if for a final departure. The Trojans seeing the

  encampment broken up, and the fleet gone, concluded the enemy to have abandoned

  the siege. The gates were thrown open, and the whole population issued forth

  rejoicing at the long-prohibited liberty of passing freely over the scene of the late

  encampment. The great horse was the chief object of curiosity. All wondered what it

  could be for. Some recommended to take it into the city as a trophy; others felt afraid

  of it.

  While they hesitate, Laocoon, the priest of Neptune, exclaims, "What madness,

  citizens, is this! Have you not learned enough of Grecian fraud to be on your guard

  against it? For my part I fear the Greeks even when they offer gifts." ^* So saying he

  threw his lance at the horse's side. It struck, and a hollow sound reverberated like a

  groan. Then perhaps the people might have taken his advice and destroyed the fatal

  horse and all its contents; but just at that moment a group of people appeared

  dragging forward one who seemed a prisoner and a Greek. Stupefied with terror he

  was brought before the chiefs, who reassured him, promising that his life should be

  spared on condition of his returning true answers to the questions asked him. He

  informed them that he was a Greek. Sinon by name, and that in consequence of the

  malice of Ulysses he had been left behind by his country men at their departure. With

  regard to the wooden horse, he told them that it was a propitiatory offering to Minerva,

  and made so huge for the express purpose of preventing its being carried within the

  city; for Calchas the prophet had told them that if the Trojans took possession of it,

  they would assuredly triumph over the Greeks. This language turned the tide of the

  people's feelings and they began to think how they might best secure the monstrous

  horse and the favorable auguries connected with it, when suddenly a prodigy occurred

  which left no room to
doubt. There appeared advancing over the sea two immense

  serpents. They came upon the land, and the crowd fled in all directions. The serpents

  advanced directly to the spot where Laocoon stood with his two sons. They first

  attacked the children, winding round their bodies and breathing their pestilential breath

  in their faces. The father attempting to rescue them is next seized and involved in the

  serpents' coils. He struggles to tear them away, but they overpower all his efforts and

  strangle him and the children in their poisonous folds. This event was regarded as a

  clear indication of the displeasure of the gods at Laocoon's irreverent treatment of the

  wooden horse, which they no longer hesitated to regard as a sacred object and

  prepared to introduce with due solemnity into the city. This was done with songs and

  triumphal acclamations, and the day closed with festivity. In the night the armed men

  who were enclosed in the body of the horse, being let out by the traitor Sinon, opened

  the gates of the city to their friends who had returned under cover of the night. The

  city was set on fire; the people, overcome with feasting and sleep, put to the sword,

  and Troy completely subdued.

  [Footnote *: See Proverbial Expressions, page 478]

  One of the most celebrated groups of statuary in existence is that of Laocoon

  and his children in the embrace of the serpents. There is a cast of it in the Boston

  Athenaeum; the original is in the Vatican at Rome. The following lines are from the

  Childe Harold of Byron: -

  "Now turning to the Vatican go see

  Laocoon's torture dignifying pain:

  A father's love and mortal's agony

  With an immortal's patience blending; - vain

  The struggle! vain against the coiling strain

  And gripe and deepening of the dragon's grasp

  The old man's clinch; the long envenomed chain

  Rivets the living links; the enormous asp

  forces pang on pang and stifles gasp on gasp."

  The comic poets will also occasionally borrow a classical allusion. The following

  is from Swift's Description of a City Shower: -

  "Boxed in a chair the beau impatient sits,

  While spouts run clattering o'er the roof by fits,

  And ever and anon with frightful din

  The leather sounds; he trembles from within.

  So when Troy chairmen bore the wooden steed

  Pregnant with Greeks impatient to be freed,

  (Those bully Greeks, who, as the moderns do,

  Instead of paying chairmen, run them through;)

  Laocoon struck the outside with a spear,

  And each imprisoned champion quaked with fear."

  King Priam lived to see the downfall of his kingdom, and was slain at last on the

  fatal night when the Greeks took the city. He had armed himself and was about to

  mingle with the combatants, but was prevailed on by Hecuba, his aged queen, to take

  refuge with herself and his daughters as a suppliant at the altar of Jupiter. While there,

  his youngest son Polites, pursued by Pyrrhus, the son of Achilles, rushed in wounded,

  and expired at the feet of his father; whereupon Priam, overcome with indignation,

  hurled his spear with feeble hand against Pyrrhus, ^* and was forthwith slain by him.

  [Footnote *: Pyrrhus's exclamation, "Not such aid nor such defenders does the

  time require," has become proverbial See Prov. Exp. page 478.]

  Queen Hecuba and her daughter Cassandra were carried captives to Greece.

  Cassandra had been loved by Apollo, and he gave her the gift of prophecy; but

  afterwards offended with her, he rendered the gift unavailing by ordaining that her

  predictions should never be believed. Polyxena, another daughter, who had been loved

  by Achilles, was demanded by the ghost of that warrior, and was sacrificed by the

  Greeks upon his tomb.

  Menelaus And Helen.

  Our readers will be anxious to know the fate of Helen, the fair but guilty occasion

  of so much slaughter. On the fall of Troy Menelaus recovered possession of his wife,

  who had not ceased to love him, though she had yielded to the might of Venus and

  deserted him for another. After the death of Paris she aided the Greeks secretly on

  several occasions, and in particular when Ulysses and Diomed entered the city in

  disguise to carry off the Palladium. She saw and recognized Ulysses, but kept the

  secret, and even assisted them in obtaining the image. Thus she became reconciled to

  her husband, and they were among the first to leave the shores of Troy for their native

  land. But having incurred the displeasure of the gods they were driven by storms from

  shore to shore of the Mediterranean, visiting Cyprus, Phoenicia and Egypt. In Egypt

  they were kindly treated and presented with rich gifts, of which Helen's share was a

  golden spindle and a basket on wheels. The basket was to hold the wool and spools for

  the queen's work.

  Dyer, in his poem of the Fleece, thus alludes to this incident: -

  ". . . many yet adhere

  To the ancient distaff, at the bosom fixed

  Casting the whirling spindle as they walk

  * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

  This was of old, in no inglorious days,

  The mode of spinning, when the Egyptian prince

  A golden distaff gave that beauteous nymph,

  Too beauteous Helen; no uncourtly gift."

  Milton also alludes to a famous recipe for an invigorating draught, called

  Nepenthe, which the Egyptian queen gave to Helen: -

  "Not that Nepenthes which the wife of Thone

  In Egypt gave to Jove-born Helena,

  Is of such power to stir up joy as this,

  To life so friendly or so cool to thirst."

  Comus.

  Menelaus and Helen at length arrived in safety at Sparta, resumed their royal

  dignity and lived and reigned in splendor; and when Telemachus, the son of Ulysses, in

  search of his father, arrived at Sparta, he found Menelaus and Helen celebrating the

  marriage of their daughter Hermione to Neoptolemus, son of Achilles.

  Agamemnon, Orestes, And Electra.

  Agamemnon, the general-in-chief of the Greeks, the brother of Menelaus, and

  who had been drawn into the quarrel to avenge his brother's wrongs, not his own, was

  not so fortunate in the issue. During his absence his wife Clytemnestra had been false

  to him, and when his return was expected, she with her paramour, Aegisthus, laid a plan

  for his destruction, and at the banquet given to celebrate his return, murdered him.

  It was intended by the conspirators to slay his son Orestes also, a lad not yet old

  enough to be an object of apprehension, but from whom, if he should be suffered to

  grow up, there might be danger. Electra, the sister of Orestes, saved her brother's life

  by sending him secretly away to his uncle Strophius, King of Phocis. In the palace of

  Strophius Orestes grew up with the king's son Pylades, and formed with him that ardent

  friendship which has become proverbial. Electra frequently reminded her brother by

  messengers of the duty of avenging his father's death, and when grown up he consulted

  the oracle of Delphi, which confirmed him in his design. He therefore repaired in

  disguise to Argos, pretending to be a messenger from Strophius, who had come to

  announce the death of Orestes, and brought the ashes of the deceased in a funeral urn.

 
; After visiting his father's tomb and sacrificing upon it, according to the rites of the

  ancients, he made himself known to his sister Electra, and soon after slew both

  Aegisthus and Clytemnestra.

  This revolting act, the slaughter of a mother by her son, though alleviated by the

  guilt of the victim and the express command of the gods, did not fail to awaken in the

  breasts of the ancients the same abhorrence that it does in ours. The Eumenides,

  avenging deities, seized upon Orestes, and drove him frantic from land to land. Pylades

  accompanied him in his wanderings and watched over him. At length in answer to a

  second appeal to the oracle, he was directed to go to Tauris in Scythia, and to bring

  thence a statue of Diana which was believed to have fallen from heaven. Accordingly

  Orestes and Pylades went to Tauris, where the barbarous people were accustomed to

  sacrifice to the goddess all strangers who fell into their hands. The two friends were

  seized and carried bound to the temple to be made victims. But the priestess of Diana

  was no other than Iphigenia, the sister of Orestes, who, our readers will remember, was

  snatched away by Diana, at the moment when she was about to be sacrificed.

  Ascertaining from the prisoners who they were, Iphigenia disclosed herself to them, and

  the three made their escape with the statue of the goddess, and returned to Mycenae.

  But Orestes was not yet relieved from the vengeance of the Erinyes. At length

  he took refuge with Minerva at Athens. The goddess afforded him protection, and

  appointed the court of Areopagus to decide his fate. The Erinyes brought forward their

  accusation, and Orestes made the command of the Delphic oracle his excuse. When

  the court voted and the voices were equally divided, Orestes was acquitted by the

  command of Minerva.

 

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