o the sea Chiron, son of Philyra, and where the white surf broke he
dipped his feet, and, often waving with his broad hand, cried out to
them at their departure, "Good speed and a sorrowless home-return!" And
with him his wife, bearing Peleus' son Achilles on her arm, showed the
child to his dear father.

(ll. 559-579) Now when they had left the curving shore of the harbour
through the cunning and counsel of prudent Tiphys son of Hagnias,
who skilfully handled the well-polished helm that he might guide them
steadfastly, then at length they set up the tall mast in the mastbox,
and secured it with forestays, drawing them taut on each side, and from
it they let down the sail when they had hauled it to the top-mast. And
a breeze came down piping shrilly; and upon the deck they fastened the
ropes separately round the well-polished pins, and ran quietly past the
long Tisaean headland. And for them the son of Oeagrus touched his lyre
and sang in rhythmical song of Artemis, saviour of ships, child of a
glorious sire, who hath in her keeping those peaks by the sea, and the
land of Iolcos; and the fishes came darting through the deep sea, great
mixed with small, and followed gambolling along the watery paths. And as
when in the track of the shepherd, their master, countless sheep follow
to the fold that have fed to the full of grass, and he goes before
gaily piping a shepherd's strain on Iris shrill reed; so these fishes
followed; and a chasing breeze ever bore the ship onward.

(ll. 580-591) And straightway the misty land of the Pelasgians, rich in
cornfields, sank out of sight, and ever speeding onward they passed the
rugged sides of Pelion; and the Sepian headland sank away, and Sciathus
appeared in the sea, and far off appeared Piresiae and the calm shore
of Magnesia on the mainland and the tomb of Dolops; here then in the
evening, as the wind blew against them, they put to land, and paying
honour to him at nightfall burnt sheep as victims, while the sea was
tossed by the swell: and for two days they lingered on the shore, but on
the third day they put forth the ship, spreading on high the broad sail.
And even now men call that beach Aphetae [1104] of Argo.

(ll. 592-608) Thence going forward they ran past Meliboea, escaping a
stormy beach and surf-line. And in the morning they saw Homole close at
hand leaning on the sea, and skirted it, and not long after they were
about to pass by the outfall of the river Amyrus. From ther