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Bob Blaisdell

Favorite Greek Myths

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The Greek myths have intrigued countless generations of readers with their exciting tales of adventure, calamity, and conquest. This entertaining collection — excellently retold for young audiences by Bob Blaisdell — invites children to relive the memorable experiences of familiar characters from Greek mythology.Taken directly from the writings of Homer, Hesiod, Sophocles, Aeschylus, Euripides, and other ancient storytellers, the myths recount the stirring and imaginative tales of Pandora's box, Prometheus, the dreaded Cyclops, the labors of the mighty Hercules, the captivating stories of Narcissus and Echo, Aphrodite and Eros, Daedalus and Icarus, Hades and Persephone, and many more.Set in large, easy-to-read type and enhanced by six full-page black-and-white illustrations, these enduring fables from the fountainhead of Western civilization will thrill and delight new generations of adventure-seekers.
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2012
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    This labor was the dirtiest ever performed. “Your fifth labor,” said Eurystheus, “is to clean out the Augean stables in one single day.
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    like babies, to be allowed to go out to graze on the rich, lush meadows. Odysseus and his men, clever schemers, were clutching the wool underneath the giant sheep’s bellies, hoping to ride out past the Cyclops. Polyphemos lifted the rocky cliff from the cave’s entrance and told his sheep, lovingly running his hands over their backs, “You feel sorry for me, don’t you? You are walking slowly today because you are sad that your master is now blind.”
    When the sheep reached the gentle meadows, Odysseus and his men let go their hold of the wool and tumbled to the grass. Then they herded several of the sheep and ran down the hillside towards the safe cove where their ships lay.
    Polyphemos by now had realized the men had escaped, and he was in a rage, calling out at them, “Come back! Let me give you the gift you deserve!”
    Odysseus could not resist taunting the rude Cyclops, and he called out to him, “You wicked, beastly monster. Know that it was Odysseus who blinded you!”
    Polyphemos felt his dark way along and climbed a mountain and broke off the top of it. While Odysseus and his men sailed away, Polyphemos heaved that mountaintop in the direction of Odysseus’ voice. The rocky peak barely missed Odysseus’ ship’s stern, and in the tall wave the splashing mountaintop created, the ships bounded forward on the sea, away from the island of the one-eyed Cyclopes.
    They then sailed to Aiolia, where lived Aiolos, the keeper of all the winds. Aiolos was fond of Odysseus and wanted him to reach his home on rocky Ithaca. He gave the captain a bag of winds; the only wind Aiolos left out, which he sent after them to sweep them along home, was the west wind. On and on the ships sailed. But, just within sight of their homeland Ithaca,
  • rosmirhar citeretfor 7 år siden
    “Oh, then,” said the other Cyclopes, “if no man has hurt you, why are you bothering us?” They returned to their own caves.

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