arly libations for the dead, they
ever grind the meal for the sacrificial cakes at the common mill. [1108]

(ll. 1079-1091) After this, fierce tempests arose for twelve days and
nights together and kept them there from sailing. But in the next night
the rest of the chieftains, overcome by sleep, were resting during the
latest period of the night, while Acastus and Mopsus the son of Ampyeus
kept guard over their deep slumbers. And above the golden head of
Aeson's son there hovered a halcyon prophesying with shrill voice the
ceasing of the stormy winds; and Mopsus heard and understood the cry of
the bird of the shore, fraught with good omen. And some god made it turn
aside, and flying aloft it settled upon the stern-ornament of the ship.
And the seer touched Jason as he lay wrapped in soft sheepskins and woke
him at once, and thus spake:

(ll. 1092-1102) "Son of Aeson, thou must climb to this temple on rugged
Dindymum and propitiate the mother [1109] of all the blessed gods on her
fair throne, and the stormy blasts shall cease. For such was the voice I
heard but now from the halcyon, bird of the sea, which, as it flew above
thee in thy slumber, told me all. For by her power the winds and the sea
and all the earth below and the snowy seat of Olympus are complete;
and to her, when from the mountains she ascends the mighty heaven, Zeus
himself, the son of Cronos, gives place. In like manner the rest of the
immortal blessed ones reverence the dread goddess."

(ll. 1103-1152) Thus he spake, and his words were welcome to Jason's
ear. And he arose from his bed with joy and woke all his comrades
hurriedly and told them the prophecy of Mopsus the son of Ampycus. And
quickly the younger men drove oxen from their stalls and began to lead
them to the mountain's lofty summit. And they loosed the hawsers from
the sacred rock and rowed to the Thracian harbour; and the heroes
climbed the mountain, leaving a few of their comrades in the ship.
And to them the Macrian heights and all the coast of Thrace opposite
appeared to view close at hand. And there appeared the misty mouth of
Bosporus and the Mysian hills; and on the other side the stream of the
river Aesepus and the city and Nepeian plain of Adrasteia. Now there was
a sturdy stump of vine that grew in the forest, a tree exceeding old;
this they cut down, to be the sacred image of the mountain goddess;
and Argus smoothed it skilfully, and they set it upon that rugged hill
beneath a c