Heathen mythology, Illustrated by extracts from the most celebrated writers, both ancient and modern. Various

Thunderer sat; where old Olympus shrouds

      His hundred heads in heaven, and props the clouds.

      Suppliant the Goddess stood: one hand she placed

      Beneath his beard, and one his knees embraced:

      'If e'er, O father of the Gods!' she said,

      'My words could please thee, or my actions aid;

      Some marks of honour on my son bestow,

      And pay in glory what in life you owe.

      Fame is at least by heavenly promise due,

      To life so short, and now dishonoured too.

      Avenge this wrong, oh ever just and wise;

      Let Greece be humbled, and the Trojans rise;

      Till the proud king, and all the Achaian race,

      Shall heap with honours him they now disgrace.'"

      Homer.

       OLYMPUS.

      

      Jupiter is often described by the ancients as visiting the earth in disguise, and distributing to its inhabitants his punishments or rewards. Ovid relates one in connexion with the luxury of Rome, and in which the hospitality of Baucis and Philemon saved them from the fate of their friends. He is represented as the guardian of man, and dispenser of good and evil.

      "While we to Jove select the holy victim,

      Whom after shall we sing than Jove himself?

      The God for ever great, for ever king,

      Who slew the earth-born race, and measures right

      To heaven's great habitants.

      Swift growth and wondrous grace, oh! heavenly Jove,

      Waited thy blooming years: inventive wit,

      And perfect judgment crowned thy youthful act.

      Thou to the lesser gods hast well assigned

      Their proper shares of power; thy own, great Jove,

      Boundless and universal. Each monarch rules

      His different realm, accountable to thee,

      Great ruler of the world; these only have

      To speak and be obeyed; to those are given

      Assistant days to ripen the design;

      To some whole months; revolving years to some;

      Others, ill-fated, are condemned to toil

      Their tedious life, and mourn their purpose blasted,

      With fruitless act and impotence of counsel.

      Hail! greatest son of Saturn, wise disposer

      Of every good; thy praise what man yet born

      Has sung? or who that may be born shall sing?

      Again, and often, hail! indulge our prayer,

      Great Father! grant us virtue, grant us wealth,

      For without virtue, wealth to man avails not,

      And virtue without wealth exerts less power,

      And less diffuses good. Then grant us, Gracious,

      Virtue and wealth, for both are of thy gift!"

      Prior.

J U N O.

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      Juno, who was the daughter of Saturn and Cybele, was also sister and wife to Jupiter. Her pride protected her beauty: for when the God, to seduce her, took the form of a cuckoo, she recognised him in his disguise, and refused to submit to his wishes, unless he would consent to marry her. At their nuptials, invitations were sent to all the Gods, and beings of even a lower order were not forgotten. But one nymph, by the insolence of her refusal, merited the punishment she received of being changed into a tortoise, and became the symbol of silence.

      As might be expected, the marriage of Jupiter and Juno, was not productive of much happiness, the jealousy of the latter being a never-failing source of misery; it was this which caused the celebrated Trojan war; and this that caused Jupiter to suspend her from Heaven by a golden cord, in the attempt to rescue her from which, Vulcan achieved the wrath of his sire, the Thunderer.

      The intrigue of Jupiter with Io, is also celebrated in the history of his amours. Juno became jealous as usual, discovered the object of his affections, and surprised him in the company of Io; a change soon took place in the appearance of the latter, when, through the influence of the God, she assumed the form of a white heifer. Juno instantly discovered the fraud, and requested Jupiter to give her possession of an animal she so much admired.

      The request was too reasonable to be refused, and Io became the property of Juno, who placed her under the control of the hundred-eyed Argus: but Jupiter, anxious for the situation of Io, sent Mercury, who destroyed Argus, and restored her to liberty.

      "Down from the rock fell the dissevered head,

      Opening its eyes in death, and falling bled,

      And marked the passage with a crimson trail;

      Thus Argus lies in pieces, cold and pale,

      And all his hundred eyes with all their light

      Are closed at once in one perpetual night;

      These Juno takes, that they no more may fail,

      And spreads them in her peacock's gaudy tail."

      Ovid.

      After undergoing the vengeance of Juno, who unrelentingly pursued her, she gave birth to an infant on the banks of the Nile, and was restored by Jupiter to her natural shape.

      All who seemed to be favoured by, or who favoured Jupiter, she persecuted with the utmost rigour: but when it is remembered what cause Juno had for her jealousy, and that her husband metamorphosed himself into a swan for Leda, into a shepherd for Mnemosyne, into a shower of gold for Danae, and into a bull for Europa, she may easily be pardoned her restless spirit.

      When Jupiter had assumed the form of a bull, he mingled with the herds belonging to Agenor, father of Europa, while the latter, with her female attendants, was gathering flowers in the surrounding meadows.

      Europa caressed the beautiful animal, and at last had the courage to sit upon his back. Jupiter took advantage of her situation, and with precipitate steps retired towards the shore, crossed the sea with Europa on him, and arrived safe in Crete. Here he adopted his original shape, and declared his love. The nymph consented, though she had previously taken the vows of perpetual celibacy; and became the mother of Minos, Sarpedon, and Rhadamanthus.

      "The ruler of the skies, the thundering God,

      Who shakes the world's foundation with a nod,

      Among a herd of lowing heifers ran,

      Frisked in a bull, and gallopped o'er the plain;

      His skin was whiter than the snow that lies

      Unsullied by