Hello nerds, this is Let's Talk About Myths Baby

and I am your host, Liv, here with another episode of Reading Of The Organonica

I mean, this has been fun, but the deeper I get into it and the closer we get to just all out

Madella Wildness, the more excited I am, so I am thrilled to be back to you again with another reading of this crazy book

specifically with Madella because last we left Jason and the Argonauts, they had finally landed on Colcus

they had met the King Ieauties, he does not like them, they had asked for the Golden Flies back nicely

it wasn't gonna go and they have finally met Madella, so we are diving back into the trials

that Ieauties is setting out for Jason in order for him to get the Golden Flies

it's going to be fun

This is The Organonica by Apolognes translated by R.C.C. Book 3 Part 2

Thus Jason spoke, smitten by his helpless plight, and the King with grim words addressed him, sore troubled as he was

Go forth now to the gathering, since you are eager for the toil, but if you should fear to lift the yoke upon the oxen or shrink from the deadly harvesting, then all this shall be my care

so that another two may shudder to come to a man that is better than he is

He spoke outright and Jason rose from his seat and august and telemonic once, and Argus followed alone, for he signed to his brothers to stay there on the spot mean time, so they went forth from the hall

and wonderfully among them all shone the son of Eason for beauty and grace, and the maiden looked upon him with stealthy glance holding her bright veil aside, her heart smoldering with pain, and her soul creeping like a dream flitted in his track as he went

so they passed forth from the palace sorely troubled, and Calcaya P.Shielding herself from the wrath of I.E.T.'s had gone quickly to her chamber with her sons, and Midea likewise followed, and much she brooded in her soul all the cares that the love's awakened, and before her eyes the vision still appeared,

himself what like he was, with what vesture he was clad, what things he spoke, how he sat on his seat, how he moved forth to the door, and as she pondered she deemed there never was such another man, and ever in her ears wrung his voice and the honey sweet words which he uttered,

and she feared for him lest the oxen or I.E.T.'s with his own hand should slay him, and she mourned him as though already slain outright, and in her affliction around here through very grievous pity, caressed down her cheek, and gently weeping, she lifted up her voice aloud.

Why does this grief come upon me, poor wretch, whether he be the best of heroes now about to perish or the worst? Let him go to his doom, yet I would that he had escaped unharmed, he how may it be so revered goddess daughter of Persis, may he avoid death and return home,

but if it be his lot to be overmastered by the oxen may he first learn this, that I do at least not rejoice in his cruel calamity.

Thus then was the maiden's heart racked by love-cares, but when the others had gone forth from the people and the city, along the path by which at the first they had come from the plain, then Argus addressed Jason with these words.

Son of Eason thou will despise the council which I will tell you, but though in evil plight it is not fitting to forebear from the trial.

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