CHAPTER XXIV. HOUSES CONCERNED IN THE TROJAN WAR. § 165. Three Houses Concerned. Before entering upon the causes of the war against Troy, we must notice the three Grecian families that were principally concerned, — those of Peleus, Atreus, and Tyndareus. § 165 a. Peleus1 was the son of Æacus and grandson of Jove. It was for his father Æacus, king of Phthia in Thessaly, that, as we have seen, an army of Myrmidons was created by Jupiter. Peleus joined the expedition of the Argonauts; and on that journey beheld and fell in love with the sea-nymph Thetis, daughter of Nereus and Doris. Such was the beauty of the nymph that Jupiter himself had sought her in marriage; but having learned from Prometheus, the Titan, that Thetis should bear a son who should be greater than his father, the Olympian desisted from his suit, and decreed that Thetis should be the wife of a mortal. By the aid of Chiron, the Centaur, Peleus succeeded in winning the goddess for his bride. In this marriage to be productive of momentous results for mortals, the immortals manifested a lively interest. They thronged with the Thessalians to the wedding in Pharsalia; they honored the wedding feast with their presence, and reclining on ivory couches, gave ear while the three Sisters of Fate, in responsive strain, chanted the fortunes of Achilles, - the future hero of the Trojan War, — the son that should spring from this union of a goddess with a mortal. The following is from a translation of the famous poem, The Wedding of Peleus and Thetis : 1 Ovid, Metam. 11:221-265; Catullus, LXIV.; Hygin. Fah. 14; Apollon. Rhod., Argon. 1:558: Val. Flaccus, Argon.; Statius, Achilleid. Now, on the day foreset, Aurora forsaking the ocean1 Heavy of hand with gifts, but blithesome of cheer for the joyance. Bright is the palace, ay, through far retreating recesses On this coverlet of purple were embroidered various scenes illustrating the lessons of heroism and justice that the poet would inculcate to the good falleth good; to the evil, evil speedily. Therefore, the story of Theseus and Ariadne, which has already been recounted, was here displayed in cunning handiwork. For, Theseus, the false lover, bold of hand but bad of heart, gained by retributive justice undying ruth and misery; whereas Ariadne, the injured and innocent, restored to happiness, won no less a reward than Bacchus himself. Gorgeously woven with such antique and heroic figures was the famous quilt upon the couch of Thetis. For a season the wedding guests feasted their eyes upon it: Then when Thessaly's youth, long gazing, had of the wonder 1 Catullus, LXIV. From The Wedding of Peleus and Thetis: translated into hexameters, by Charles Mills Gayley. Roughens the placid deep with eager breath of the morning, Now when they were aloof, drew nigh from Pelion's summit Bore he. Flattered with odors the whole house brake into laughter. Tempe embowered deep mid superimpendent forests. And after the river-god, who bore with him nodding plane-trees and lofty beeches, straight slim laurels, the lithe poplars, and the airy cypress to plant about the palace that thick foliage might give it shade, followed Prometheus, the bold and cunning of heart, wearing still the marks of his ancient punishment on the rocks of Caucasus. Finally the father of the gods himself came, with his holy spouse and his offspring, -all, save Phoebus and his one sister, who naturally looked askance upon a union to be productive of untold misfortune to their favored town of Troy. ... When now the gods had reclined their limbs on the ivory couches, - Lo, each tremulous frame was wrapped in robe of a whiteness, Held in the left on high, with wool enfolded, a distaff, Still, as they span, as they span, was the tooth kept nipping and smoothing, "Thou that exaltest renown of thy name with the name of thy valor, Bulwark Emathian, blest above sires in the offspring of promise, Hear with thine ears this day what oracles fall from the Sisters Chanting the fates for thee; - but you, ye destiny-drawing Spindles, hasten the threads of the destinies set for the future! "Rideth the orb upon high that heralds boon unto bridegrooms – "Erstwhile, never a home hath roofed like generous loving, Never before hath Love conjoinèd lovers so dearly, Never with harmony such as endureth for Thetis and Peleus. Hasten, ye spindles, and run, yea, gallop, ye thread-running spindles ! "Born unto you shall be the undaunted heart of Achilles, Aye, by his brave breast known, unknown by his back to the foeman, Victor in onslaught, victor in devious reach of the race-course, Fleeter of foot than feet of the stag that lighten and vanish, Hasten, ye spindles, and run, yea, gallop, ye thread-running spindles!” So the sisters prophesied the future of the hero, Achilles. How by him the Trojans should fall, as fall the ears of corn when they are yellow before the scythe, - how because of him Scamander should run red, warm with blood, choked with blind bodies, into the whirling Hellespont; how finally he, himself, in his prime, should fall, and how on his tomb should be sacrificed the fair Polyxena, daughter of Priam, whom he had loved. "So," says Catullus, "sang the Fates. For those were the days before piety and righteous action were spurned by mankind, the days when |