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Title: Golden porch : a book of Greek fairy tales
Year: 1914 (1910s)
Authors: Hutchinson, W. M. L. (Winifred Margaret Lambart), b. 1868
Subjects: Fairy tales -- Greece
Publisher: New York : Longmans, Green and Co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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all oneby one at her feet, pierced to the heart by thearrows of invisible archers. None escaped thoseshafts save the youngest of all, a little maid,whom Niobe shielded in her arms, and she,who lived to be a woman, was ever after paleas marble from the terror of that hour. Now there was a saying in those days thatmortals whom the gods loved, died young, beingdelivered from all the toils of life, and themiseries of feeble age ; moreover, it was counteda happy fate to die by the swift painless arrowsthat Apollo and Artemis shot from their silverbows. Let no one think, then, that QueenNiobes innocent children were punished for theirmothers pride; she, not they, suffered, and even D 50 THE GOLDEN PORCH to her the Immortals were not unmerciful. Dayand night she wept by the childrens tomb,refusing to be comforted, till at last the godsin pity turned her to a rock, in the semblanceof a woman, and her tears to a spring of waterthat trickles for ever down its face, and thereit is unto this day.
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ri, Florence. NlOliK SlIIKUMNtl HER D.Ut, 11 II •. I;. THE PRINCE WHO WAS A SEER CHAPTER I HERA, Queen of the gods, had stately shrinesin many cities, but the one she loved bestwas her great and ancient temple near the richcity of Argos. For the folk of Argos honouredher above all the gods, with sacrifices and solemnfeasts, as Lady of the land, and men called themthe people of Hera. Now there was once a kingin Argos who had three daughters, and they werethe proudest princesses ever seen. Every year inthe spring time all the maidens of the land, crownedwith flowers and decked in their best array, wentin procession to Heras temple to offer her giftsand garlands and a veil broidered with lilies, inremembrance of her bridal with King Zeus.Then the priestess would cover the image ofthe goddess with the shining veil, and crown itwith a wreath of scarlet pomegranate blossom,and it was borne in state to the city on a cardrawn by white oxen, while all the people cameforth to meet it with gre

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