Naxos

There are many other stories about these matters, and also about Ariadne, but they do not agree at all.

Some say that she hung herself because she was abandoned by Theseus, others that she was conveyed to Naxos by sailors, and there lived with Oneris, the priest of Dionysus, and that she was abandoned by Theseus because he loved another woman.

Quote, Dreadful indeed was his passion for Aegle, child of Panopeus, unquote.

This verse Peisistratus expunged from the poems of Hesiod, according to Herias the Megarian, just as, on the other hand, he inserted into the Inferno of Homer the verse, quote, Theseus Perithois, illustrious children of heaven, unquote, and all to gratify the Athenians.

Paeon says further that Theseus came back, and was greatly afflicted, and left a sum of money with the people of the island, enjoining them to sacrifice to Ariadne, and caused two little statuettes to be set up in her honour, one of silver and one of bronze.

He says also that at the sacrifice in her honour on the second day of the month Gorpaeus, one of their young men lies down and imitates the cries and gestures of women in travail, and that they call the grove in which they show her tomb the grove of Ariadne Aphrodite.

Some of the Naxians also have a story of their own, that there were two Minoses and two Ariadnes, one of whom, they say, was married to Dionysus in Naxos, and bore him Staphylus and his brother, and the other of a later time, having been carried off by Theseus and then abandoned by him, came to Naxos, accompanied by a nurse named Corsini, whose tomb they show, and that this Ariadne also died there, and has honours paid her unlike those of the former, for the festival of the first Ariadne is celebrated with mirth and revels, but the sacrifices performed in honour of the second are attended with sorrow and mourning.

On his voyage from Crete, Theseus put in at Delos, and having sacrificed to the god and dedicated in his temple the image of Aphrodite which he had received from Ariadne, he danced with his youths a dance which they say is still performed by the Delians, being an imitation of the circling passages in the labyrinth, and consisting of certain rhythmic involutions and evolutions.

Father, father, tis a tale nobody can believe that such a stinking creature can have gone to the gods.

it went to have vengeance on the eagle and break its eggs little daughter why not saddle pegasus you would have a more tragic appearance in the eyes of the gods eh don't you see little fool that then twice the food would be wanted whereas my beetle devours again as filth what i have eaten myself And if it fell into the watery depths of the sea, could it escape with its wings? I am fitted with a rudder in case of need, and my Naxos beetle will serve me as a boat.

And what harbour will you put in at? Why, is there not the harbour of Cantharos at the Piraeus? little daughter take care not to knock against anything and so fall off into space once a cripple you would be a fit subject for euripides who would put you into a tragedy i'll see to it good-bye to the athenians you for love of whom i brave these dangers do ye neither let wind nor go to stool for the space of three days for if while cleaving the air my steed should scent anything he would fling me head foremost from the summit of my hopes now come my pegasus get a-going with up pricked ears and make your golden bridle resound gaily eh what are you doing what are you up to do you turn your nose toward the cesspools come pluck up a spirit rush upward from the earth stretch out your speedy wings and make straight for the palace of zeus for once give up foraging and your daily food ay you down there what are you after now oh my god tis a man emptying his belly in the parias close to the house where the bad girls are But it is my death you seek then, my death.

Will you not bury that right away and pile a great heap of earth upon it, and plant wild thyme therein, and pour perfumes on it? If I were to fall from up here and misfortune happened to me, the town of Chios would owe a fine of five talents for my death, all along of your cursed rump." alas how frightened i am oh i have no heart for jests ah machinist take great care of me there is already a wind whirling round my navel take great care or from sheer fright i shall form food for my beetle But I think I am no longer far from the gods.

She'd gone with the man in the long black coat.

On Naxos by Kay Mortley.

Starting from what I call real sound, the real world around me, I gather material which I then construct according to a conception which grows During the process of gathering, I construct a form which one could say tells a story.

I'm not too fond of the idea of telling stories either.

So we didn't do like Santorini or Mykonos.

We did Milos and Naxos.

So like sleepier islands.

quiet orange which oh my well gorgeous and again sleepier and quieter I'm saying that as a net positive not a net negative you enjoy the peace it was so nice after a week with like 40 people it was nice just to like do nothing you know so yeah all I'm hearing

We didn't even plan it.

We were actually on an, a island called Naxos, and it's a-

Yeah

... kite- kitesurfing, uh-

And it's Ariadne who he falls in love with, she falls in love with, and they disappear and run away from their family and go back to Athens.

Except on the way, they get a bit distracted and they end up on Naxos.

And that's where we meet her.

She gets left behind by him on Naxos.

So she feels the kind of It's this extraordinary story of abandonment and and the sort of she's left her family for him.

And he turns around by basically stabbing her in the back and leaving her.