Guided Sleep Meditation & Sleep Hypnosis from Sleep Cove - The Lord of The Silver Bow

Episode Date: June 4, 2023

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Or admired the delicate features of Queen Nefertiti If you have, you'll probably like the History of Egypt podcast Every week we explore tales of this ancient culture The history of Egypt is available wherever you get your podcasting fix. Come, let me introduce you to the world of ancient Egypt. And welcome to Sleep Cove, the place to come for a great night's sleep. Tonight I'll be reading a Greek myth called the Lord of the Silver Bow. It tells the tragedy of the Greek god Apollo.

The story tells how he was born from gods. how he battled with the serpent and founded Delphi, the city paradise of arts and culture. We'll also learn about his encounters with Daphne and how he found his family. I found this tale beautiful to read and absolutely enjoyed it from start to finish, and I hope you enjoy it too. The Lord of the Silver Bow Long before you or I, or anybody else can remember, there lived with the mighty folk on the mountaintop,

a fair and gentle lady named Nito. So fair and gentle was she, that Jupiter loved her and made her his wife, but when Juno the queen of earth and sky heard of this, she was very angry, and she drove Nita. down from the mountain, as great and was to help her. So Neto fled like a wild deer from land to land

and could find no place in which to rest. She could not stop. For then the reason men came to her. He sent a huge fish called a dolphin to bear her away from the cross-sitting on his breast. sprawled back, swam through the waves to Delos, the little island which lay floating on top of the water like a boat. The lady found rest and a home, for the place belonged to Neptune. Neptune put forth so that it should rest firm upon them, and then he chained it fast,

with great chains, which reached to the bottom of the sea. so that the waves might never move it. In babes were born to Lito in Delos. News of their birth was carried to Jupiter and the mighty folk on the mountaintop and danced on the waters once flew seven times round the island of Delos. The moon stooped to kiss the babes in their cradle

and Juno forgot her anger and bade all things on the earth and in the sky be kind to Nito. Their two children grew up fast. Apollo became tall and strong and graceful. His face was as bright as the sunbeams and he carried joy and gladness with him wherever he went. Jupiter gave him a pair of swans and a golden chariot which bore him over sea and land wherever he wanted to go and he gave him a liar

on which he played the sweetest music that was ever and a silver bow with sharp arrows which never missed the mark when Apollo went out into the world and men came to know about him. He was called by some the brayer of night, by others the master of song,

and by still others, the lord of the silver bow. Diana was tall and graceful too, and very beautiful. She liked to wander in the woods with her maids, who she called nymphs. She took care of the timid deer and the helpless creatures which live among the trees. She delighted in hunting wolves, which beasts. She was loved at every land, and Jupiter made her the queen of the green woods and the chase.

To do, Delphi is the centre of the world. This is the question which someone asked Jupiter, As he sat in his golden hall, the mighty ruler of earth and sky, was too wise to be puzzled by so simple a thing, but he was too busy to answer it at once. So he said, Come again in one year.

Then Jupiter took two swift eagles, which could fly faster than the storm wind, and he trained them till the speed of the one was the same as that of the other. At the end of the year, he said to his servants, Take this eagle to the eastern rim of the earth, where the sun rises out of the sea, and carry his fellow to the far west,

where the ocean is lost in darkness, and nothing lies beyond. When I give you a sign, loosen both and the same moment. The servants did as they were bidden and carried the eagles to the outermost edges of the world. Then Jupiter clapped his hands, her lightning flashed, the thunder rolled.

One of them flew straight back towards the west. The other flew straight back towards the east. east, however sped, faster from the bow, then did these two birds from the hands of those who had held them, rushing to meet each other. And Jupiter and all his mighty company sat amid the clouds and watched their flight. Nearer and nearer they fell dead to the ground, said Jupiter. The spot were the two eagles. lie, that is the centre of the world. They had fallen on the top of a mountain in Greece,

which men have never seen since called Parsonus, top of a mountain in Greece, which men have ever since called Parnassus. Make my home there. I will build a house in that place, so that my light may be seen. in all lands. So Apollo went down to Panassus' foundations.

The mountain itself was savage and wild, and the valley below, it was lonely and dark. The few people who lived there kept themselves hidden among the rocks, as if in dread, or some great danger. They told Apollo that near the foot of the mountain, where the steep cliff seemed to be split in two, there lived a huge serpent called the python. Their serpent often seized sheep and cattle, and sometimes even men and women, and carries them up to his dreadful den and devoured them.

Can no one kill this beast? said Apollo, and they said no one, and we and our children on our flocks shall all be slain by him. Though with his silver bow in his hands, went up towards the place where the python lay. The monster had worn great paths through the grass, and among the rocks, and his lair was not hard to find. When he caught sight of Apollo, he uncoiled himself in his way. came out to meet them, his glaring eyes of his scaly body over the stones. He fitted an arrow to his bow and stood still. The python saw that his foe was no common man, and he turned to flee. The arrow sped from the bow and the monster was dead. Here I will build my house, said Apollo,

close to the foot of the steep cliff and beneath the sun. spot where Jupiter's Eagles had fallen, he laid the foundations, and soon where had been the layer of the python, the white walls of Apollo's temple arose among the rocks, and the four people of the land came and built their houses nearby, and Apollo lived among them many years, and taught them to be gentle and wise, and showed them how to be happy. The inn was no longer savage and wild, but was a place of music and song, and the valley was no longer dark and lonely, with beauty and, shall we call our city, their people asked. Call it Delphi or the dolphin, said Apollo, for it was a dolphin.

that carried my mother across the sea. Chapter 3, Daphne, which lies far north of Delphi, there lived a young girl whose name was Daphne. She was a strange child, wild and shy as a form, and as fleet of foot as the deer that feed on the plains. But she was as fair and good, as a day in June, and none could know her but to love her. Daphne spent the most of her time in the fields and woods with the birds and blossoms and trees,

and she liked best of all to wander along the banks of the river Peneas, and listened to the ripple of the water as it flowed among the reeds all over the shining pebbles. Very often she would sing and talk to the river as if it were a living thing and could hear her, and she fancied that it understood what she said, and that it whispered many a wonderful secret to her in return. The good people who knew her best said, she is the child of the river. Yes, dear river, she said, let me be your child. The river smiled and answered her in a way which she alone could understand. She called it Father Peneus, the sun shone warm and the air was filled with the perfume of flowers.

Daphne wandered farther away from the river than she had ever gone before. fall. She passed through a shady wood and climbed a hill, from the top of which she could see Father Penaus lying white and clear and smiling in the valley below. Beyond her were other hills, and then the green slopes and wooded tops of Great Mount Osser. If she could only climb to the summit of Osser, she might have a view of the sea and of other mountains close by, and of the twin peaks of Mount Pannasus to the south. Goodbye, Father Penaus, she said. I am going to climb the mountain, but I will come back soon.

The river smiled and Daphne ran on one hill after another with the great mountain, seemed still so far away. She came to the foot of a wooded snipe, where there was a pretty waterfall, and the ground was bespangled with thousands of beautiful flowers, and she sat down there a moment to rest. Then from the grove on the hilltop above her came the sound of the loveliest music she had ever heard.

She stood up and listened. Someone was playing, it was singing. She was frightened, and still the music was so charming that she could not run away, son, did not stop to hear. She turned and fled like a frightened deer back towards the valley of Tempe. Daphne, cried the young man,

she did not know that it was Apollo, the Lord of the Silver Bow. She only knew that the stranger was following her, and she ran as fast as her fleet feet could carry her. No young man had ever spoken to her before, and the sound of his voice filled her heart with fear. She is the fairest maiden that I ever saw. said Apollo to himself. If only I could look at her face again and speak with her, how happy I should be.

Through break through Brea, over rocks and the trunks of fallen trees, down rugged slopes across mountain streams, leaping, flying, panting, she looked not once behind her, but she heard the swift footsteps, of Apollo, coming always near. She heard the rattle of the silver bow, which hung from his shoulders. She heard his very breath. He was very close to her. At last she was in the valley, where the ground was smooth and it was easier running. But her strength was fast leaving her.

Right before her, however, near the river white and smiling in the sunlight. She stretched out her arms and cried, O Father Penaus, save me. Then it seemed as though the river rose up to meet her. The air was filled with a blinding mist. For a moment Apollo lost sight of the fleeting maiden. Then he saw her close by the river.

bank, and so near to him that her long hair, streaming behind her, brushed his cheek that she was about to leap into the rushing, roaring waters, and he reached out his hands to save her. But it was not the fair, timid Daphne that he caught in his arms. It was the trunk of a laurel tree, its green leaves, tree. trembling in the breeze. Oh, Daphne, Daphne, he cried, is this the way in which the river saves you? Does Father Penaus turn you into a tree

to keep you from me? Whether Daphne had really been turned into a tree, I know not. Nor does it matter now. It was a long time ago. But Apollo believed that it was so, and hence he made a wreath and set it on his head like a crown, and said that he would wear it always, in a memory of their lovely maiden. And ever after that, the laurel was Apollo's favourite tree, and even till this day, poets and musicians are crowned with its leaves.

Chapter 4 Deluded Apollo did not care to live much of his time with his mighty kingsfolk on the mountaintop he liked better to go about

from place to place and from a land to land seeing people at their work and making their lives happy the first saw his fair boyish face and his soft white hands

They sneered and said he was only an idol, good-for-nothing fellow. But when they heard him speak, they were so charmed that they stood, spellbound, to listen, and ever after that they made his words their law. They wondered how it was that he was so wise, for it seemed to them that he did nothing but stroll about, playing on his wonderful lyre, and looking in the trees and blossoms and birds and bees. But when any of them were sick, they came to him, and he told them what to find in plants or stones or brooks that would heal them. But he was always young and fair, and even after he had called a sweeter place to live in, than it had been before his own.

coming, mountain village beyond the veil of Tempe, there lived a beautiful lady named Coronis. When Apollo saw her, he loved her, and made her his wife

a long time, the two lived together, and were happy, by and by a babe was born to them. A boy with the most wonderful eyes that anybody ever saw. and they named him Esculapius.

And the mountains and the woods were filled with the music of Apollo's lyre, and even the mighty folk on the mountaintop were glad. One day Apollo left Coronis and her child and went on a journey to visit his favourite home on Mount Panasus. I shall hear from you every day. He said at parting, The crow will fly swiftly every morning to Penasus, and tell me whether you and the child are well,

and what you are doing while I am away. For Apollo had a pet crow, which was very wise and could talk. The bird was not black, like the crows which you have seen, but as white as snow, and say that all the birds, crows were white until that time. But I doubt whether anybody knows. Apollo's crow was a great

tatler and did not always tell the truth. It would see the beginning of something. And then, without waiting to know anything more about it, would hurry off and make up a great story about it. But there was no one else to carry news from Coronus to Apollo, for as you know, there were no postman in those days, and there was not a telegraph wire in the whole world for several days. Every morning the white bird would wing its way over hills and plains and rivers and forests, until it found Apollo, either in the groaned. of the top of Panasus or in his own house at Delphi. Then it would alight upon his shoulder and say,

Kauronis is well, Kouranus is well. One day, however, it had a difficult story. It came much earlier than ever before, and seemed to be in great haste, but it was so utter breath that it could not speak her horn. What is the matter? cried Apollo in alarm. Has anything happened to Caronis? Speak.

Tell me the truth. She does not love you. She does not love you, cried the crow. I saw a man. I saw a man not stopping to take a breath to finish the story. It flew up into the air. He fancied that Coronus had really deserted him for another man, and his mind was filled with grief and rage. With his silver bow in his hands, he started at once for his home.

He did not stop to speak with anyone. The journey had to be made on foot. A journey in those days of a white robe among the trees. sure that this was the man whom the crow had seen and that he was trying to run away. He fitted an arrow to his bow quickly. He drew the string twang a flash of light through the air. Apollo heard a sharp, wild cry of pain and he bounded forward through the grove, dear Coranus. She had seen him coming

And she was running gladly to greet him Apollo was overcome with grief He took her form in his arms And tried to call her back to life But it was all in vain She could only whisper his name She was dead Wanted now to finish its story

Chapter 5 Disgraced after this Apollo took little Esculapius in his arms, and carried him to a wise old schoolmaster named Chiron, who lived in a cave under the great cliffs of a mountain close by the sea. This child, he said, and teach him the Lord. He wants him those things, which he most needs to know in order to do great good to his fellow men.

And Esculapius proved to be a wise, gentle child, and sweet and teachable, and among all the pupils of Cheron, he was best loved, the woods and the fields. He found out what virtue there is in herbs and flowers and senseless stones, and he studied the habits of birds and beasts and men. But above all, he became skillful in dressing wounds and healing diseases. And to this day, physicians remember and honour him as the first and the greatest of their craft. When he grew up to manhood, his name was heard in every land, and people blessed him because he was a friend of life and foe of death. As time went by, Esculapius cured so many people and saved so many lives that Pluto, the pale-faced king of the lower world, became alarmed. I shall soon have nothing to do, he said, if this physician does not stop keeping people away from my kingdom. And he sent word to his brother Jupiter and complained that Esculapius,

was cheating him out of what he was due. Great Jupiter listened to his complaint and stood up among the storm clouds and hurled his thunderbolts at Escalapius until the great physician was cruelly slain. Then all the world was filled with grief and even the beasts and the trees and the stones wept because the friend of life was no more. When Apollo heard of the death of his son, his grief and wrath were terrible. He could not do anything against Jupiter and Pluto,

for they were stronger than he, but he went down into the smithy of Vulcan underneath the smoking mountains and slew the great giant, myths, who had made the deadly thunderbolts. Then Jupiter in his turn was angry, and ordered Apollo to come before him and be punished for what he had done. He took away his bow and arrows, and his wonderful liar, and all his beauty of form and feature. And after that, Jupiter clothed him in the rags of a beggar, and

drove him down the mountain and told him that he should never come back nor be himself again until he had served some man a whole year as a slave. And as Apollo went out alone and friendless into the world, and no one who saw him would have dreamed that he was once the sun-bright lord of the silver bow.