THE SEA NYMPH AND THE CYCLOPS
Long ago, in ancient Greece,
a Cyclops lived in an island cave. The Cyclops was a hideous monster. He had a hairy body as tall as a mountain,
and in the middle of his forehead was one huge rolling eye.
For centuries the Cyclops lived a lonely horrid life. Even the forest dropped all its leaves in fright when the monster
lumbered about the island. No humans ever willingly went near him-and with good reason: When a sailing ship strayed near his
cave, the Cyclops caught the sailors and ate them for breakfast.
But one day an astonishing thing happened to the Cyclops. He fell in love with a sea nymph. Her name was Galatea
and she was the daughter of the sea god, Nereus. Galatea was a charming and mocking nymph who spent her day swimming
with her mermaid sisters or playing with her friend, Acis. Acis, the son of Pan, was a beautiful sixteen - year - old youth
whom Galatea loved very much.
As much as Galatea loved Acis, she despised the ugly Cyclops. The Cyclops, however, yearned for the sea nymph, and his
love for her made his personality change. He became kinder and more tender. He lost his taste for human blood.
Rather than try to capture the sailors who sailed near his shore, he waved to them cheerfully. But most amazing of all,
the Cyclops even began to care about his appearance. He stared into pools of water, searching for his reflection.
He tried to comb his shaggy hair and cut his bushy beard.
The Cyclops' only friends were his flock of sheep. One day they followed him about the island as he searched for Galatea.
Carrying a pine stick as tall as a ship's mast, he tramped along the shore. When his enormous feet grew tired, he sat
on a rocky peninsula that jutted into the sea. As the waves splashed the gray rocks, the Cyclops played his homemade reed
pipe. His music was so loud and hideous it made the mountains and waves tremble.
Little did the Cyclops know that Galatea and Acis were nearby
embracing behind a rock. The Cyclops began to sing a love song.
0 Galatea, more lovely than the winter sun,
Sweeter than autumn grapes,
than a swan's down ...
The Cyclops heard laughter.
He stopped singing and listened. After a moment of silence, he began again:
0 Galatea, I'll give you anythmg.
Every grape, every strawberry,
All the little
deer, rabbits, and bear cubs
You can have them for toys.
The Cyclops heard more laughter.
He stopped singing and his one eye rolled suspiciously as he searched the shore. After a moment of silence, he began
looked at myself in the pool water.
The more I looked, the more
I liked what I saw.
More laughter! The Cyclops
was starting to get angry. He stood up and sang in a booming voice:
O Galatea, more stubborn than a cow.
Harder than an oak,
Vainer than a peacock,
Meaner than a snake
Again, the Cyclops heard
mocking laughter. He shook his walking stick at the sky and roared:
Galatea, listen to me!
you know who I am?
I own this island!
Each cave is mine! Each tree!
The Cyclops charged
onto the shore. Huffing and puffing, he tramped all over the island, searching for the sea nymph. He lumbered over pastures
and through woodlands.
The frightened couple tried to hide under a heap of rocks on the shore, but the Cyclops finally tracked them down. He
glared at them with his huge rolling eye, and bellowed at Galatea, "I see you with him! But this is the last time
you will ever be together!" His voice was so loud it shook Mt. Aetna with its echoes.
As the Cyclops thundered towards them, the sea nymph escaped
by diving into the sea. But Acis was not a sea - born creature. He had no choice but to take off running.
The Cyclops chased the boy along is the shore. The monster tore a ton of rock from the mountain and hurled it at Acis.
The giant rock buried the boy, killing him instantly.
When the Cyclops calmed down, he felt ashamed of murdering Acis. Furthermore, now he was certain he would never win the nymph,
Galatea; so he hung his shaggy head and slouched away with his sheep.
Once the Cyclops was gone, Galatea crept out of the sea. When she realized what had happened to Acis, she screamed and
fell to the ground. As she mourned the loss of her beloved, she regretted taunting the Cyclops. She asked the
gods to forgive her for using her charms unwisely.
As if in answer to Galatea's prayer, blood flowed from the rock that had crushed Acis. Then melted snow and spring rains
The blood, snow,
and rain all ran together until the mighty boulder cracked, and a river raged forth. Then an even greater miracle occurred:
A boy, as blue as the sea and as tall as a giant, stood waist - high in the flowing river. The boy was Acis; and from
that day on, he was a mighty river god.
From: Mermaid Tales From Around The World
By: Mary Pope Osborne
Overheard on a Saltmarsh
Nymph, nymph, what are your beads?
Green glass, globin. Why do you stare at them?
Give them me.
them me. Give them me.
Then I will howl all night in the reeds,
Lie in the mud and howl for them.
do you love them so?
They are better than stars or water,
Better than voices of winds that sing,
any man's fair daughter,
Your green glass beads on a silver ring.
Hush, I stole them out of the moon.
me your beads, I desire them.
I will howl in a deep lagoon
For you green glass beads,I love them so.
them me.Give them.
If anyone else in my family has a web site, I might include a link to it here.
If you look real hard you just might find a secret path that leads to my secret garden....