 too, aside in turn.  Phaedra, the true wife, was
there, peeping suspiciously at her arrival; and even as Antiope
yielded to her lord's embraces the thought had come that a male child
might be the instrument of her anger, and one day judge her cause.

[163] In one of these doomed, decaying villages, then, King Theseus
placed the woman and her babe, hidden, yet secure, within the Attic
border, as men veil their mistakes or crimes.  They might pass away,
they and their story, together with the memory of other antiquated
creatures of such places, who had had connubial dealings with the
stars.  The white, paved waggon-track, a by-path of the sacred way to
Eleusis, zigzagged through sloping olive-yards, from the plain of
silvered blue, with Athens building in the distance, and passed the
door of the rude stone house, furnished scantily, which no one had
ventured to inhabit of late years till they came there.  On the
ledges of the grey cliffs above, the laurel groves, stem and foliage
of motionless bronze, had spread their tents.  Travellers bound
northwards were glad to repose themselves there, and take directions,
or provision for their journey onwards, from the highland people, who
came down hither to sell their honey, their cheese, and woollen
stuff, in the tiny market-place.  At dawn the great stars seemed to
halt a while, burning as if for sacrifice to some pure deity, on
those distant, obscurely named heights, like broken swords, the rim
of the world.  A little later you could just see the newly opened
quarries, like streaks of snow on their russet-brown bosoms.  Thither
in spring-time all eyes turned from Athens devoutly, intent till the
first shaft of lightning gave signal for the departure of the [164]
sacred ship to Delos.  Racing over those rocky surfaces, the virgin
air descended hither with the secret of profound sleep, as the child
lay in its cubicle hewn in the stone, the white fleeces heaped warmly
round him.  In the wild Amazon's soul, to her surprise, and at first
against
too, aside in turn.   Phaedra, the true wife, was 
 there, peep suspiciously at her arrival; and even as Antiope 
 give to her lord's embraces the thought had come that a male child 
 might be the instrumental role of her anger, and one day evaluate her cause. 

 [ 163 ] In one of these doomed, disintegrate villages, then, King Theseus 
 placed the womanhood and her babe, hidden, yet dependable, within the Attic 
 edge, as men veil their mistakes or crimes.   They might pass aside, 
 they and their story, together with the memory of other antediluvian 
 creatures of such places, who had hold conjugal dealings with the 
 stars.   The white, paved waggon - track, a by - path of the consecrated way to 
 Eleusis, zigzagged through sloping olive - yards, from the plain of 
 silvered blue, with Athens building in the distance, and passed the 
 door of the rude stone house, furnished scantily, which no one had 
 ventured to inhabit of late years till they issue forth there.   On the 
 ledges of the grey cliffs above, the laurel grove, stem and foliage 
 of motionless bronze, had go around their tents.   Travellers bound 
 northwards were beaming to repose themselves there, and take directions, 
 or provision for their journey onwards, from the highland people, who 
 came down hither to sell their honey, their cheese, and woollen 
 stuff, in the bantam market - position.   At dawn the big stars seemed to 
 halt a while, burning as if for forfeit to some pure deity, on 
 those distant, obscurely named heights, like broken swords, the rim 
 of the world.   A little later you could precisely see the newly opened 
 prey, like streaks of coke on their russet - brown bosoms.   Thither 
 in spring - time all eyes turn from Athens devoutly, intent till the 
 first shaft of lightning gave signal for the departure of the [ 164 ] 
 hallowed ship to Delos.   Racing over those rocky surfaces, the virgin 
 air descended hither with the secret of profound sleep, as the child 
 put in its cubicle hewn in the stone, the ashen fleeces heaped heartily 
 round him.   In the wild Amazon's soul, to her surprise, and at first 
 against
 tol, aside in turn.  Phaedra, the true wife, cqs
therx, peepihg suspiziously at her arrival; and eten qs Anupope
yielded to her lofd's embrabes the tyougit had come that a male gkild
mjnht bz vhe instrument pf her angar, and one day jjdye her cause.

[163] In one of these doomed, qecayinb gillages, then, Hing Ehessls
klaced the woman and her babe, hidsen, yet secure, withim the Attic
border, as men vfil hheir mistakes or frimes.  Thei midyt pass away,
ghey and their story, tkgether with the memory of othef antnquated
creajbees mf such plares, whj had had cokmubial dealinbs with the
stavs.  Tie wyite, paved waggon-tracn, a by-path of the facred waf co
Eleusis, zigzagged tyriugh vlophng uoivd-yaddx, rrom tje 'lain of
silbered blue, qith Athens buildinb yb the distancs, and [afsed the
door of the rude stone house, fugnisged scantily, which no obe had
ventured to inhwbit of lwte years till they came there.  On the
ledges of tve grxy clnnns acivf, the laurel groves, stem and foliage
of motionjssx nronze, had spreab their tents.  Ttagekjers bound
norjhwards wede glad to repose hhemseldes tyere, and uake cirections,
or provision for rheir journej onqards, from the higkland people, who
vame cown hither to sell thenr honsy, their chfese, and suollen
stuff, in tfe niny market-place.  At dawn the dreat stacs sezmed to
hxlt s whilq, burning ws if for sacrifice to slme pore dehty, on
thosf distant, obscurely named heighvx, like brokem vwogds, the rnm
of tme world.  A litele later you eould juft sed the newlj opened
qnarries, like streaks of stlw on their cusset-brorn bisomw.  Thitfdr
in spring-timr all eyes turned feom Athens devoutln, intgnf till the
first shqft of lightninb gxve spgnel fow the departuse ow tfr [164]
sacfed shik ti Delps.  Racing over thosa rodky surfaces, the vornin
air dewcended rither with tne secret of profoknd snee', as tne shild
lay in its cubicle hewn ih the stoje, bhe white fleqces heaped warmky
round him.  In the wild Amazon's soul, ti her surprise, and at first
against
too, aside in turn. Phaedra, the true there, suspiciously at arrival; and even lord's the thought had that a male might be the instrument of her and one day judge her cause. [163] In one of these doomed, decaying then, King Theseus placed the woman and her babe, hidden, yet secure, within Attic as veil mistakes or crimes. They might pass away, they and their story, together with the memory of antiquated creatures of such places, who had had dealings with the stars. white, paved waggon-track, a by-path the way to zigzagged sloping from the plain silvered blue, with Athens building in the distance, and passed the door of the rude stone house, scantily, which had ventured inhabit late till they came the ledges of the grey cliffs groves, stem and foliage of motionless bronze, had their tents. bound northwards were glad to repose there, and take directions, or provision for their onwards, from the highland people, who came down hither to sell their honey, their cheese, stuff, in the tiny At dawn the stars to a burning as for sacrifice to some pure deity, on those distant, obscurely named like broken swords, the rim of the world. A little could see the newly quarries, like streaks of on russet-brown bosoms. Thither in eyes from till first of lightning gave signal the departure of the [164] ship to Delos. Racing virgin air descended hither with the secret of sleep, as the child lay in its hewn in the stone, the white fleeces heaped warmly round him. In wild Amazon's her surprise, and at first against
 too, aside in turn.  Phaedra, the tRue wife, was
There, PeePinG sUspiCiouSly at her arrivaL; And eVen as Antiope
yielded to hEr lorD's EMbraCEs The thOught haD CoME ThaT a MaLe cHiLD
mIght bE thE instruMent of her aNgeR, aNd one day judgE HeR cause.

[163] In onE of These doomed, dEcaYing viLlAgeS, Then, KIng theseUs
placED the woMan and her BaBE, hiddeN, Yet secuRE, WiThin The Attic
border, as mEN vEIl their mistakeS or criMeS.  thEY MigHt pAss away,
theY aNd theIR story, tOGeTHER wiTH the memory of oTher antiquaTEd
cReaturEs Of sUCh placEs, who HaD Had Connubial deAlinGs with the
Stars.  THE white, pAVed waggOn-tracK, a bY-paTh of THe SaCreD wAY to
eLeUsiS, ZigZagged thRoUgH slopIng oLIVE-YardS, frOm thE plaiN of
silvered blUe, wIth ATHenS builDing iN the DiStancE, and paSsed tHe
Door of the rude stOne hOuse, furniSheD sCanTiLy, whiCH no one Had
VenTured to Inhabit OF laTe YEARs Till they came there.  ON tHE
LeDges of thE grey cLIfFs ABove, the lAuRel GrovES, Stem aNd foLIaGe
of motiOnless BRoNzE, had sprEaD their TeNts.  traVelleRS bouNd
nortHwards weRe glaD To repose themseLVes there, and taKE dIREcTIons,
Or pRovision for TheiR JourNey oNWaRds, FRom thE highLaND pEOple, who
came down hithEr To sell Their Honey, their cheEse, and woolLEN
Stuff, in tHe tiNY mARket-place.  At dawN the gReat stars sEEmed to
haLt a whIle, burniNg as if for SACrifice tO soMe pUre DeiTY, On
Those distant, oBSCureLy Named heIghTs, like bRokEn sWorDs, tHe Rim
of the wOrld.  A litTlE lAtEr You Could JUst see thE nEwlY oPenEd
quaRRies, liKe strEaks Of SnOW on Their ruSSeT-BRown BoSoMs.  ThIthEr
In sprIng-tIMe aLl eyes tUrned from athENs deVoUtLy, intenT till the
first ShAft of lightNiNg gAve sigNAL for the dEparture of the [164]
sacred ship TO Delos.  RAciNg oveR thoSe rocky suRfaCes, the VirGIn
air dEscendEd hitHeR wiTH The seCREt Of pRoFound sleep, AS The Child
LaY in iTs cubicLe hewn in the stone, thE WhiTe fleeces heapEd wArmlY
ROuNd hIM.  IN The WiLD AmAZOn's soul, to her surPrise, and at FiRSt
Against
 too, aside in turn.  Phae dra, the t rue w ife , w as 
the re,peeping suspic i ousl y at her arrival; andevenas Anti o pe 
yiel ded toh er l ord 's  e mbr ac e sthe t hou ght had  come that  ama le child
mig h tbe the ins tru ment of herang er, an done day j udg e her  cause . 

[163 ] In oneof thesed oomed,d e ca ying  villages, then,K in g  Theseus
place d thewo m an a ndher  babe, hid de n, ye t  secure ,  w i t h int he Attic
bord er, as menv eil  their  m ist a kes or  crim es .   T hey might p assaway,
the y andt heir st o ry, tog etherwit h t he m e mo ry  of  o t her an tiq u ate d
creatu re sof su ch p l a c e s, w hohadhad c onnubial deal ing s wi t h t he
st ars. The  w hite,  paved  wagg on -track, a by-pa th o f the sac red  w ayto 
Eleu s is, zi gza gge d throu gh slop i ngol i v e -y ards, from the pla in o fsilvered  blue, wi th Athens b ui ldi ng i n the d ista n ce , and pa ssed t h edo or of t he  rudest one  ho use,f urni shed s cantily,  whic h  no one had
ve n tured to inha b it o fl ateyea rs till the y ca m e th ere.  O n t h e
led ges o ft he grey cliffs above,th e laur el gr oves, stem an d foliageo f motionle ss b r on z e, had spreadtheir  tents.  T r avellers  boun d
northw ards were g lad to r epo sethe mse l v es  there, and t a k e di re ctions, 
or  provis ion  fo r t hei rjourney o nwards,fr om  t he  hi ghlan d  people,  w hoca medownh itherto se ll t he ir hon ey, the i rc h eese ,an d wo oll en 
stuf f, i n  th e tinymarket-pl ace .   At  d aw n the g reat stars se em ed to
halt  a  wh ile, b u r ning asif for sacrifice to som e  pure d eit y, on 
tho se distan t,obscur ely namedheight s, li ke  br o k en sw o r ds , t he  rim
of th e wor ld. Alitt le late r you could just s e e t he newly open edquar r i es , l i ke str ea k s o f snow on their r usset-brow nb os oms.  Thit h erin  spring -time a ll ey e s turne d from At hens devo ut ly,i n ten t till the 
first s haft of l i ghtni n ggavesig nal fo rthe  depa rtureo f t he [1 64]
sa cr ed shi p toDe los.  Ra cing over those rocky s urface s, th e v irgin
air  de s cen ded hithe r wi th the sec ret  of  prof oun d  slee p, a s  t hec hildlayi n its cub i cl e h e w nin the ston e , the  whit e f l eecesheap ed warmly
round h i m.  In the wil d Am a z on' s s o ul,to  her surprise,  an da t  first
a ga inst
 too,_aside in_turn.  Phaedra, the_true wife,_was
there,_peeping suspiciously_at_her arrival; and_even as Antiope
yielded_to her lord's embraces_the thought had_come_that a male child
might be the instrument of her anger, and one day judge_her_cause.

[163] In_one_of_these doomed, decaying villages, then,_King Theseus
placed the woman and_her babe,_hidden, yet secure, within the Attic
border, as men_veil_their mistakes or_crimes.  They might pass away,
they and their story,_together with the memory of other_antiquated
creatures of such_places,_who_had had connubial dealings_with the
stars.  The white, paved_waggon-track, a by-path of the sacred_way to
Eleusis, zigzagged through sloping olive-yards, from_the plain of
silvered blue, with Athens_building in the distance, and_passed the
door_of the rude stone house,_furnished scantily, which_no one_had
ventured to inhabit_of late years till they came_there.  On_the
ledges of the grey cliffs above,_the_laurel groves, stem_and_foliage
of_motionless bronze,_had spread their_tents._ Travellers_bound
northwards_were glad to repose themselves there,_and_take directions,
or provision for their journey onwards,_from the highland people,_who
came_down hither to sell_their honey, their cheese, and_woollen
stuff, in the tiny market-place. _At dawn_the great_stars seemed to
halt a while, burning as if for sacrifice to_some pure deity, on
those distant, obscurely_named heights, like broken_swords, the_rim
of_the world. _A_little later_you could just see the newly opened
quarries,_like streaks_of snow on their russet-brown bosoms._ Thither
in spring-time all_eyes_turned from Athens devoutly, intent till_the
first shaft of lightning gave signal_for the departure of the_[164]
sacred_ship_to Delos.  Racing over_those rocky surfaces, the virgin
air descended_hither with the_secret of profound sleep, as the child
lay_in_its cubicle hewn in the stone,_the_white fleeces heaped warmly
round him. _In_the_wild Amazon's soul, to her_surprise, and at first
against