take, took the word in
the latter sense.
Europa was honored as a Divinity after her death, and a festival was
instituted in her memory, which Hesychius calls 'Hellotia,' from
+Hellotis+, the name she received after her death.
BOOK THE THIRD.
FABLE I. [III.1-34]
Jupiter, having carried away Europa, her father, Agenor, commands his
son Cadmus to go immediately in search of her, and either to bring
back his sister with him, or never to return to Phoenicia. Cadmus,
wearied with his toils and fruitless inquiries, goes to consult the
oracle at Delphi, which bids him observe the spot where he should see
a cow lie down, and build a city there, and give the name of Boeotia
to the country.
And now the God, having laid aside the shape of the deceiving Bull, had
discovered himself, and reached the Dictaean land; when her father,
ignorant {of her fate}, commands Cadmus to seek her {thus} ravished, and
adds exile as the punishment, if he does not find her; being {both}
affectionate and unnatural in the self-same act. The son of Agenor,
having wandered over the whole world,[1] as an exile flies from his
country and the wrath of his father, for who is there that can discover
the intrigues of Jupiter? A suppliant, he consults the oracle of Phoebus,
and inquires in what land he must dwell. "A heifer," Phoebus says, "will
meet thee in the lonely fields, one that has never borne the yoke, and
free from the crooked plough. Under her guidance, go on thy way; and
where she shall lie down on the grass, there cause a city to be built,
and call it the Boeotian[2] {city}."
Scarcely had Cadmus well got down from the Castalian cave,[3] {when} he
saw a heifer, without a keeper, slowly going along, bearing no mark of
servitude upon her neck. He follows, and pursues her steps with
leisurely pace, and silently adores Phoebus, the adviser of his way.
{And} now he had passed the fords of the Cephisus, and the fields of
Panope, {when} the cow stood still and raising her forehead, expansive
with lofty horns, towards heaven, she made the air reverberate with her
lowings. And so, looking back on her companions that followed behind,
she lay down, and reposed her side upon the tender grass. Cadmus
returned thanks, and imprinted kisses upon the stranger land, and
saluted the unknown mountains and fields. He was {now} going to offer
sacrifice to Jupiter, and commanded his servants to go and fetch some
water for the lib
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