The Beginnings — Loves of Zeus
Zeus came to Metis because his father, Cronus, had swallowed all of Leto. Picture. Leto was a Titan goddess of motherhood. She had the twins Apollo. After Leto, Zeus found a lover who put him in seventh heaven. For this lover, his seventh, was the one he chose to marry: his sister Hera. When he began. His next wife was the Titaness Mnemosyne (Memory), who produced the Nine Muses. Leto was said to be one of Zeus's consorts. She gave birth to Artemis and .
And now they both are gods. And Alkmena was joined in love with Zeus who drives the clouds and bare mighty Herakles. But when she was about to be delivered of the goddess, gray-eyed Athene, then Zeus, deceiving her perception by treachery and by slippery speeches, put her away inside his own belly. This was by the advices of Gaia and starry Ouranos, for so they counselled, in order that no other everlasting god, beside Zeus, should ever be given kingly position.
For it had been arranged that, from her, children surpassing in wisdom should be born, first the gray-eyed girl, the Tritogeneia Athene.
But Metis herself, hidden away under the vitals of Zeus, stayed there; she was Athene's mother; worker of right actions, beyond all the gods and beyond all mortal people in knowledge; and there Athene had given to her hands what made her supreme over all other immortals who have their homes on Olympos; for Metis made that armor of Athene, terror of armies, in which Athene was born.
Aldrich Greek mythographer C2nd A. When she was pregnant, Zeus took the precaution of swallowing her, because she had said that, after giving birth to the daughter presently in her womb [Athena], she would bear a son who would gain the lordship of the sky. Conway Greek lyric C5th B. Sandys Greek lyric C5th B. And she bare him the Horai Seasons with golden fillet and gleaming fruit,--the Horai that are ever true.
Jones Greek travelogue C2nd A. Beside them stands an image of Themis, as being mother of the Horai. Grant Roman mythographer C2nd A. Trypanis Greek poet C3rd B. Non-specific Hesiod, Theogony ff trans. Lattimore Greek epic C8th B. For nine nights did wise Zeus lie with her, entering her holy bed remote from the immortals.
And when a year was passed and the seasons came round as the months waned, and many days were accomplished, she bare nine daughters, all of one mind, whose hearts are set upon song and their spirit free from care, a little way from the topmost peak of snowy Olympus. Celoria Greek mythographer C2nd A. Taylor Greek hymns C3rd B.
The consort I invoke of Zeus divine; source of the holy, sweetly speaking Mousai Muses nine. Melville Roman epic C1st B. Rouse Greek epic C5th A. Another allvanquishing god, winged like Hypnos Sleeplittle Eros Loveconquered Kronides with a tiny dart. Shewring Greek epic C8th B. She finally reached Delos and gave birth to Artemis, who thereupon helped her deliver Apollon.
When Juno [Hera] found this out, she decreed that Latona should give birth at a place where the sun did not shine. When Python knew that Latona was pregnant by Jove, he followed her to kill her. I will not remind you of your mother's tribulation in childbirth, when Leto carried her twin burden and had to wander over the world.
The Heavens Pseudo-Apollodorus, Bibliotheca 1. A polis was originally named Asteria after her: The other daughter Leto had relations with Zeus, for which she was hounded by Hera all over the earth. Therefore she was transformed in to the bird ortyks, which we call a quail, and he cast her into the sea.
From her an island sprang up, which was named Ortygia. Later Latona [Leto] was borne there at Jove's command by the wind Aquilo [Boreas], at the time when the Python was pursuing her, and there, clinging to an olive, she gave birth to Apollo and Diana [Artemis]. This island later was called Delos.
Gaia Earth received Kronion's fruitful dew, and shot up a strange-looking horned generation [the Kentauroi, Centaurs, of the island of Kypros]. Their child was the ugly god Priapos. His mother flung it onto a mountain; a shepherd raised it up. He had genitals [rising up] above his butt. She bore him a son, the godling Zagreus, who, when Zeus placed him upon the throne of heaven, was attacked and dismembered by the Titanes.
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His heart was recovered and he was reborn through Semele as the god Dionysos. An infernal goddess named Melinoe perhaps Hekate was also said to have been born of their union. Orphic Hymn 30 to Dionysos trans. Eubouleos [Dionysos-Zagreos], whom the leaves of vines adorn, of Zeus and Persephoneia occultly born in beds ineffable. Hence, partly black thy limbs and partly white, from Plouton dark, from Zeus ethereal bright.
Oldfather Greek historian C1st B. For according to them there was born of Zeus and Persephone a Dionysos who is called by some Sabazios and whose birth and sacrifices and honours are celebrated at night and in secret. When she was made pregnant by this [with the god Dionysos].
This was a son born to Zeus in dragonbed by Persephoneia, the consort of the blackrobed king of the underworld [Haides]; when Zeus put on a deceiving shape of many coils, as a gentle drakon twining around her in lovely curves, and ravished the maidenhood of unwedded Persephoneia; though she was hidden when all that dwelt in Olympos were bewitched by this one girl, rivals in love for the marriageable maid, and offered their dowers for an unsmirched bridal.
Hermes had not yet gone to the bed of Peitho, and he offered his rod as gift to adorn her chamber. Apollon produced his melodious harp as a marriage-gift.
Ares brought spear and cuirass for the wedding, and shield as bride-gift. Lemnian Hephaistos held out a curious necklace of many colours, new made and breathing still of the furnace, poor hobbler! For he had already, though unwilling, rejected his former bride Aphrodite, when he spied her rioting with Ares.
And father Zeus was much more bewitched by Persephoneia. When Zeus spied the virgin beauty of her shape, his eye ran ahead of him to guide all the Erotes Lovesand could not have enough of Persephone; in his heart storms of unsleeping passion raged without ceasing, and gradually a greater furnace of the Paphian [Aphrodite] was kindled from a small spark; the gaze of lovemaddened Zeus was enslaved by the lovely breast of the goddess. Once she was amusing herself with a resplendent bronze plate, which reflected her face like a judge of beauty; and she confirmed the image of her shape by this free voiceless herald, testing the unreal form in the shadow of the mirror, and smiling at the mimic likeness.
Thus Persephone gazed in the selfgraved portrait of her face, and beheld the self-impressed aspect of a false Persephoneia. Once in the scorching steam of thirsty heat, the girl would cease the loomtoilling labours of her shuttle at midday to shun the tread of the parching season, and wipe the running sweat from her face; she loosed the modest bodice which held her breast so tight, and moistened her skin with a refreshing bath, floating in the cool running stream, and left behind her threads fixt on the loom of Pallas.
But she could not escape the allseeing eye of Zeus. He gazed at the whole body of Persephoneia, uncovered in her bath. The ruler of the universe, the charioteer of heaven, bowed his neck to desire--for all his greatness no thunderbolts, no lightnings helped him against Aphrodite in arms: Not the Father alone felt desire; but all that dwelt in Olympos had the same, struck by one bolt, and wooed for a union with Deo's divine daughter.
Then Deo lost the brightness of her rosy face, her swelling heart was lashed by sorrows. She untied the fruitful frontlet [a wreath of corn-ears] from her head, and shook loose the long locks of hair over her neck, trembling for her girl; the cheeks of the goddess were moistened with self-running tears, in her sorrow that so many wooers had been stung with one fiery shot for a struggle of rival wooing, by maddening Eros, all contending together for their loves.
From all the bounteous mother shrank, but specially she feared Hephaistos to be her daughter's lame bedfellow. But against Asteria am I no wise angered for this sin, nor can I do to her so unkindly as I should--for very wrongly has she done a favour to Leto.
Howbeit I honour her exceedingly for that she did not desecrate my bed, but instead of Zeus preferred the sea. Hence that child in after days strung the lyre with just so many strings--seven strings, since seven times the swans sang over the pangs of birth. No eight time sang they: And straightway the brazen sky echoed back the far-reaching chant and Hera grudged it not, because Zeus had taken away her anger.
In that hour, O Delos, all thy foundations became of gold: And thou thyself [Delos] didst take up the child from the golden earth and lay him in thy lap and thou [the baby Apollon]. Jones Greek geographer C1st B. And there she gave birth to, and beheld, her blessed offspring. It is traversed by the Kenchrios Cenchrius River, where Leto is said to have bathed herself after her travail.
For here is the mythical scene of the birth, and of the nurse Ortygia, and of the holy place where the birth took place, and of the olive tree near by, where the goddess is said first to have taken a rest after she was relieved from her travail. Above the grove lies Mount Solmissos, where, it is said, the Kouretes Curetes stationed themselves, and with the din of their arms frightened Hera out of her wits when she was jealously spying on Leto, and when they helped Leto to conceal from Hera the birth of her children.The Myth of Zeus and Leto and the Birth of Twins
Jones Greek travelogue C2nd A. The story is that Leto did not give birth to her children here, but loosened her girdle with a view to her delivery, and place received its name from this incident. Way Greek epic C4th A. Scholfield Greek natural history C2nd A. Wilson Greek rhetorician C2nd to 3rd A. When Leto took hold of them she immediately gave birth, which she had not been able to do before.
Therefore she was transformed in to the bird ortyks, which we call a quail, and he cast her into the sea.
From her an island sprang up, which was named Ortygia. Later Latona [Leto] was borne there at Jove's command by the wind Aquilo [Boreas], at the time when the Python was pursuing her, and there, clinging to an olive, she gave birth to Apollo and Diana [Artemis]. This island later was called Delos. Boreas probably transported Leto to Delos from Hyperborea. Death was fated to come to him from the offspring of Latona [Leto]. When Juno [Hera] found this out, she decreed that Latona should give birth at a place where the sun did not shine.
When Python knew that Latona was pregnant by Jove, he followed her to kill her. He protected her, but in order not to make voice Juno's decree, he took her to the island Ortygia, and covered the island with waves. When Python did not find her, he returned to Parnassus. But Neptunus [Poseidon] brought the island of Ortygia up to a higher position; it was later called the island of Delos.
There Latona, clinging to an olive tree, bore Apollo and Diana [Artemis], to whom Vulcanus [Hephaistos Hephaestus ] gave arrows as gifts. Four days after they were born, Apollo exacted vengeance for his mother. For he went to Parnassus and slew Python with his arrows. Because of this deed he is called Pythian. He put Python's bones in a cauldron, deposited them in his temple, and instituted funeral games for him which are called Pythian.
She bore two children. There, leaning on a palm, Pallas' [Athena's] tree, Latona [Leto] in spite of Juno [Hera] bore her twins; from there again she fled the wife of Jove [Zeus], hugging her new-born infants, both divine. Fairclough Roman bucolic C1st B. Miller Roman tragedy C1st A. He whom an exiled mother [Leto] brought forth on a roaming isle?
Rouse Greek epic C5th A. Even the goddess did not have a smooth course for her wedding; she also, Leto herself, carried the unborn babe by many a turn and twist, while she gazed at the shifting slopes of many a floating island, and the flood of the inhospitable sea that never stood still.
Hardly at last she espied the wild olive-tree which harboured her childbed. All that Leto suffered, and her mate [Zeus] could not help her. I will not remind you of your mother's tribulation in childbirth, when Leto carried her twin burden and had to wander over the world, tormented with the pangs of childbirth; when the stream of Peneios Peneus fled from her, when Dirke Dirce refused your mother, when Asopos Asopus himself made off dragging his lame leg behind him--until Delos gave help to her labour, until the old palm-tree played midwife for Leto with her poor little leaves.
Celoria Greek mythographer C2nd A. As soon as she arrived in that land, she came first upon the spring of Melite and wanted very much to bathe her children there before going on to Xanthos. But some herdsmen drove her away so that their own cattle could drink at the spring. Leto made off and left Melite. Wolves came out to met her and, wagging their tails, led the way, guiding her to the River Xanthos. She drank the water and bathed the babes and consecrated the Xanthos to Apollon while the land which had been called Tremilis she renamed Lykia Wolf Land from the wolves that had guided her.
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Then she returned to the spring to inflict a penalty on the herdsmen who had driven her away. They were then still washing their cattle besides the spring. Leto changed them all into frogs whose backs and shoulders she scratched with a rough stone. Throwing them all into the spring she made them live in water.
To this day they croak away by rivers and ponds. It's not a thing well known--the men of course being low-born louts--but marvellous all the same. I saw with my own eyes the lake and place famed for the miracle. For my old father, too old by then, too worn to take the road, had charged me to retrieve some special steers and given me a Lycian for a guide.
With him I traversed those far pasture-lands, when, standing in the middle of a mere, and black with ash of sacrifice, behold and ancient altar, ringed with waving reeds. And now in Lycia, the Chimaera's Chimera's land, the flaming sun beat down upon the fields; the goddess, tired by her long toil, was parched with thirst, so hot heaven's torrid star; the babes had drained their mother's milk and cried for more.
She chanced to see, down in the dale below, a mere of no great size. Some farmfolk there were gathering reeds and leafy osiers and sedge that marshes love.
Reaching the edge, Titania [Leto] knelt upon the ground to drink the cooling water, knelt to drink her fill. The group of yokels stopped her. Everyone has right to water. Nature never made the sunshine private more the air we breathe, nor limpid water.
A common right I've reached. Even so I ask, I humbly ask, please give it me. I do not mean to wash, or bathe my weary limbs, only to quench my thirst. My mouth is dry, as I am speaking, my throat is parched, words hardly find a way. A drink of water--nectar it will be, and life, believe me, too; life you will give with water. And these babies here, who stretch their little arms, must touch your hearts.
Whom could those words, those gentle words the goddess spoke, not touch? Despite her pleas they stopped her, adding threats unless she went away, and insults too. And, not contents with that, they even stirred the pond with hands and feet, and on the bottom kicked the soft mud about in spiteful leaps. Her thirst gave way to anger. Of such boors she'd asked no favour now, nor speak again in tones beneath a goddess.
Raising her hands to heaven, "Live in that pool of yours," she cried, "For evermore! They love to live in water; sometimes all their bodies plunge within the pool's embrace; sometimes their heads pop up; often they swim upon the surface, often squat and rest upon the swampy bank and then jump back to the cool pond; but even now they flex their squalid tongues in squabbling, and beneath the water try to croak a watery curse.
Their voice is harsh, their throats are puffed and swollen; their endless insults stretch their big mouths wide; their loathsome heads protrude, their necks seem lost; their backs are green; their bodies' biggest part, their bellies, white; and in the muddy pond they leap and splash about--new-fangled frogs.
Two vultures, one on each side of him, sat and kept plucking at his liver, reaching down to the very bowels; he could not beat them off with his hands.
And this was because he had once assaulted a mistress of Zeus himself, the far-famed Leto, as she walked towards Pytho through the lovely spaces of Panopeus. But she called out to her children, who shot him dead with arrows. He is being punished even in death, for vultures feast on his heart in Hades' realm.
Rieu Greek epic C3rd B. Leto, and Apollon and Artemis shooting arrows at Tityos Tityuswho has already been wounded in the body. When he tried to do this he was slain by the thunderbolt of Jove. He is said to lie stretched out over nine acres in the Land of the Dead, and a serpent is put near him to eat out his liver, which grows again with the new moon. In panic they fled to Aigyptos Egyptall except Athena and Zeus, who alone were left. Typhon hunted after them, on their track.
When they fled they had changed themselves in anticipation into animal forms. Apollon became a hawk [i. Artemis a cat [i. O'Neill Greek comedy C5th to 4th B. The eyes of the goddess sparkle while listening to our enthusiastic chants.
Honor to the powerful Phoebus! That is their due, the locks that only Leto strokes with her fond hands. Mozley Roman epic C1st A. It seems that he threatened to kill every beast there was on earth, whereupon, in her anger, Ge Gaea, Earth sent up against him a scorpion of very great size by which he was stung and so perished. After this Zeus, at the prayer of Artemis and Leto, put him among the stars. Orion since he used to hunt, and felt confident that he was most skilled of all in that pursuit, said even to Diana [Artemis] and Latona [Leto] that he was able to kill anything the produced.
Terra Earth [Gaia], angered at this, sent the scorpion which is said to have killed him. Jove [Zeus], however, admiring the courage of both, put the scorpion among the stars. Diana, then, because of her affection for Orion, asked Jove to show to her request the same favour. Boyle Roman poetry C1st B.
Its urge was to stab the goddess of twins with its hooked stingers. Orion blocked it [and died]. Zeus was about to throw Apollon into Tartaros Tartarusbut at the request of Leto he ordered him instead to be some man's servant for a year. This lost drama described the story of Niobe whose fourteen children were slaughtered by the gods Apollon and Artemis to punish her for boasts which had insulted their mother Leto.
According to Weir Smyth L. Sources other than the text inform us that Aeschylus gave Niobe fourteen children, a number adopted by Euripides and Aristophanes. Leto was annoyed by this, and urged Artemis and Apollon against Niobe's children. Artemis killed all the females in the house with her arrows, and Apollon all the males as they were hunting together on Kithairon.
Of the males only Amphion was spared, and of the females only Khloris Chloris. Gaselee Greek poet C1st B. The story of Niobe is differently told by various authorities; some, for instance, say that she was not the daughter of Tantalos Tantalusbut of Assaon, and the wife of Philottos Philottus ; and for having had her dispute with Leto about the beauty of their children, her punishment was as follows: Philottos perished while hunting; Assaon, consumed with love for his own daughter, desired to take her to wife; on Niobe refusing to accede to his desires, he asked her children to a banquet, and there burned them all to death.
As a result of this calamity, she flung herself from a high rock; Assaon, when he came to ponder upon these his sins, made away with himself. And since she gave herself haughty airs over the number of her children ,she frequently declared in boastful way that she was more blest in her children than was Leto. At this, so the myths tell us, Leto in anger commanded Apollon to slay with his arrows the sons of Niobe and Artemis the daughters.
And when these two hearkened to the command of their mother and slew with their arrows the children of Niobe at the same time, it came to pass that immediately this woman was both blest with children and childless. The statue of the maiden beside the goddess they call Khloris Chloris, Palesaying that she was a daughter of Niobe, and that she was called Meliboia Meliboea at the first.
When the children of Amphion were destroyed by Apollon and Artemis, she alone of her sisters, along with Amyklas Amyclas escaped; their escape was due to their prayers to Leto. Meliboia was struck so pale by her fright, not only at the time but also for the rest of her life, that even her name was changed Meliboia to Khloris Chloris. Now the Argives say that these two built originally the temple to Leto, but I think that none of Niobe's children survived.
These children Niobe placed above those of Latona [Leto], and spoke rather contemptuously against Apollo and Diana [Artemis] because Diana was girt in man's attire, and Apollo wore long hair and a woman's gown.
She said, too, that she surpassed Latona in muber of children. Because of this Apollo slew her sons with arrows as they were hunting in the woods on Mount Sipylus, and Diana shot and killed the daughters in the palace, all except Chloris. Niobe must have been thought the happiest of mothers, had she not thought so too.
The prophetess Manto daughter of Teiresias Tiresiashad been spurred by heavenly promptings. Through the city's streets she cried her holy call: Through my lips Latona calls! But here, escorted by a multitude of courtiers, comes Niobe, superb in a shining Phrygian gown of woven gold.
Lovely she was, as far as rage allowed, tossing her graceful head and glorious hair that fell upon her shoulders either side. She stopped, and in her full height cast her gaze, her haughty gaze around. Latona [Leto], why should her shrine be revered, when my divinity lacks incense still?
My father's Tantalus, the only mortal gods in heaven allowed to share their banquet-board. My mother ranks as sister of the Pleiades. That great giant, Atlas, whose shoulders bear the circling sky, is one grandfather; Juppiter [Zeus] the other, my husband's father too I'm proud to say. The Phrygian nation fears me. I am mistress of Cadmus' royal house; our city's walls, built by my husband's music, and our people ruled by him and me. Enormous wealth I see throughout my home wherever I turn my gaze; and godlike beauty too is mine.
Then add my seven sons and seven daughters and soon my sons' wives and my son-in-laws. Now ask yourselves the reason for my pride, and dare prefer me to that Titanis, whom Coeus sired, whoever he may be, Latona whom the great globe once refused the smallest spot to give her children birth.
Not earth, nor sky, nor water would accept your goddess, outcast from the world, until Delos took pity on her wanderings and said, "You roam the land and I the sea, homeless," and gave her drifting refuge there. She bore two children; so her womb was worth a seventh part of mine [i. Niobe had fourteen children]. Who would deny it? And happy I'll remain Who could doubt that?
My riches make me safe. Yes, I'm too great to suffer Fortuna's blows; much she may take, yet more than much she'll leave. My blessings banish fear. Suppose some part of this my clan of children could be lost, and I bereft, I'll never be reduced to two, Latona's litter--near enough childless!
Leto, mother of Apollo and Artemis
Remove those laurels from your hair! They worshipped, as they might, in silent words. The goddess [Leto] was outraged; upon the peak of Cynthus she addressed her pair of twins: Nor is this all that hurts. To injury Tantalis [i. Niobe, daughter of Tantalos] adds insult. Yes, she dares set her own children above you, and calls me childless--may that fall on her own head! Her wicked tongue shows her paternity! Then clothed in cloud they glided swiftly down and reached the citadel of Cadmeia [Thebes].
She was shocked that it could happen, angry that the gods had dared so far, that they possessed such power. The father, Amphion, had already plunged a dagger in his heart and by his death ended both life and grief. How unlike now that Niobe who drove the Thebans from Latona's shrine, who walked her city's streets with head so high, the envy of her friends--whom now her foes, even her foes, must pity! On the cold corpses she threw herself and gave her last kisses convulsively to all her sons.
Yes, glut your savage heart! On seven biers I'm borne. Even so, why victory? My wretchedness still gives me more than you your happiness: Disaster made her bold. Why should not I make another stone on Sipylos? But if some woman is persecuting you as one did your mother Leto, I will be the avenger of the offended Archeress.
I have suffered just as my mother did: