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It happened that, as the sun rose, the priestess entered the god's prophetic shrine; she saw the baby and marvelled that some girl of Delphi had dared to cast her secret child into the house of the god; she was eager to take it away from the shrine; but she let the harsh intent gave way to pity—and the god worked with her, so the child might not be hurled out of his house—she took up the child and raised it. She did not know that Phoebus was the father, nor who the mother was, nor did the child know about his parents.
When young he played round the shrine, and was nourished there; but when he grew to manhood, the Delphians made him guardian of the god's treasures, a trusted steward of all; and here in the temple of the god he has lived a holy life. But Creusa, the mother of the child, married Xuthus in these circumstances: a wave of war came over Athens and the Chalcidians, who hold the land of Euboea; he joined their efforts, and with them drove out the enemy by his spear; for th
Ion
Already this radiant four-horse chariot, the sun, flames over the earth, and at this fire of heaven the stars flee into the sacred night; the untrod Parnassian cliffs, shining, receive the wheel of day for mortals. The smoke of dry myrtle flies to Phoebus' roof. The woman of Delphi sits on the sacred tripod, and sings out to the Hellenes whatever Apollo cries to her. But you Delphian servants of Phoebus, go to the silver whirlpools of Castalia; come to the temple when you have bathed in its pure waters; it is good to keep your mouth holy in speech and give good words from your lips to those who wish to consult the oracle. But I will labor at the task that has been mine from childhood, with laurel boughs and sacred wreaths making pure the entrance to Phoebus' temple, and the ground moist with drops of water; and with my bow I will chase the crowds of birds that harm the holy offerings. For as I was born without a mother and a father, I serve the temple of Phoebus that nu
He took the calves and left. The youth reverently built the round tent on pillars, without walls, taking good care of the rays of the sun, setting it neither towards the middle beams of heat nor in turn towards the ending ones. He measured a length of 100 feet for a square, having its whole area ten thousand feet, as the wise say, so that he might call all the people of Delphi to the feast. From the treasuries he took sacred tapestries, and shadowed over the tent, a wonder for men to see. First, overhead he spread out wings of cloth, a dedication of the son of Zeus, which Herakles brought from the Amazons as spoils for the god. These pictures were woven in it: Heaven gathering the stars into the circle of the sky. The Sun was driving his horses to the last flare, drawing on the light of Evening. Dark-robed Night was shaking her two-horse chariot by means of the yoked pair, and stars attended her. A Pleiad hastened through the middle sky, with Orion and his sword; above, Arktos tur
As Ion and his followers are about to tear Creusa from the altar, the Priestess of Apollo enters from the temple.
Priestess
Hold back, my child; for I have left the oracular tripod and crossed the threshold, I the priestess of Phoebus, who keep the ancient law of the tripod, chosen from all the women of Delphi.
Ion
Welcome, you who are a dear mother to me, though not my parent.
Priestess
Then may I be called so; the name is not bitter to me.
Ion
Have you heard that this woman was trying to kill me with her plots?
Priestess
I have; but you are going astray in your cruelty.
Ion
Shouldn't I requite those who would kill me?
Priestess
Wives are always hostile to former offspring.
Ion
But we suffer greatly from stepmothers.
Priestess
Do not do these things; leaving the shrine and going to your country—
Ion
What must I be advised to do?
Priestess
Go pure to Athens, with good omens.
Ion
All those that kill their enemies are pure.
Priestess
Do not do it! Hear what I have to sa