DANAE AND PERSEUS ADRIFT
By
Simonides
556 BC -- 468 BC
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As storm winds foundered their bolted chest
And mouthing breakers hollered them about,
She wrapped her arms around her son and wept
Into his ear, "Pale child, while night fears rise
To fuel this storm, death-bound in our brass-ribbed
Boat you sleep the sleep of infancy.
No salt wrack from the breakneck waves
Or rumple of wind off the panels has marked
Your brow in its swathe. So sleep, my child,
As I pray the sea will also sleep, my fears
Will sleep, the gods will sleep and dream us
Safely back to land. And if what I ask offends
The gods or breaches the mortal contract,
Then I pray to be forgiven for that as well."
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