Telchines

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Telchines of Rhodes.

On sea-horses and sea-dragons, wielding Neptune's trident.

We forged for old Neptune the trident that urges To smoothness and peace the refractory surges.

You to Helice consecrated, To the bright day's blessing fated.

Yon to this high hour we hail; Luna's worship shall prevail.

Telchines.

O loveliest goddess by night overvaulted! Thou hearest with rapture thy brother exalted.

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Telchines of Rhodes.

On seahorses and sea dragons, wielding Neptune's trident.

We forged for old Neptune the trident that urges To smoothness and peace the refractory surges.

Yon to this high hour we hail.

Luna's worship shall prevail

Telchines.

O loveliest goddess by night overvaulted! Thou hearest with rapture thy brother exalted.

For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Act 2, scene 3, 5.

Telchines of Rhodes.

On seahorses and sea-dragons, wielding Neptune's trident.

We forged for old Neptune the trident that urges To smoothness and peace the refractory surges.

Sirens.

You to Helice consecrated, To the bright day's blessings fated, Yon to this high hour we hail: Luna's worship shall prevail.

Telchines.

O loveliest goddess by night overvaulted! Thou hearest with rapture thy brother exalted.

They were not as other men, but could change their shape to what they pleased, and they had the evil eye, which has power to blight every living thing it looks upon.

The people of the neighboring isles and coastlands lived in continual dread of that tribe of sorcerers, who were named the Telchines, because in the malice of their black hearts they would sink ships by their enchantments and come flying on the wings of the wind to blast crops or bewitch cattle by their baleful glance.

In that far-off time, Zeus and his brethren were yet unborn, and Kronos, the old sky god, was king over all.

Now Earth, the mother of gods and men, prophesied to Kronos that one of his own children would drive him from his heavenly throne.

And when the young god grew to his full strength, he brought Earth's prophecy to pass, for he drove his father from the sky to the sunset isles at the world's end and sat upon his throne.

That selfsame day, certain ancient women, lame and limping, stood before the throne, and Zeus asked them who they were.

We are the prayers of men, they answered, sent up from Earth to call down vengeance on the evil Telchines, who by foul magic lay waste fields and vineyards and strike dead the firstlings of the flocks.

We are lame, like all our sisterhood, and hobble slowly on our errands, yet of all messengers we are the surest in the end.

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For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Act 2, Scene 3.5. Telchines of Rhodes, on seahorses and sea dragons, wielding Neptune's trident.

We forged for old Neptune the trident that urges to smoothness and peace the refractory surges.

When Jove tears the clouds of the tempest asunder, it is Neptune encounters the roll of the thunder.

Sirens.

You to Helios consecrated, To the bright day's blessings fated, Yon to this high hour we hail; Luna's worship shall prevail.

Telchines.

O loveliest goddess by night overvaulted! Thou hearest with rapture thy brother exalted.

He is separated from his main ally, Annabeth.

He is surrounded by Telekhines, these dog-faced sea demons that forge weapons for the Titans, and he is backed into a corner in the heart of a volcano.

As a son of the sea god, he has a natural resistance to heat, but he is vastly outnumbered and trapped, so he taps into a well of power he hasn't fully explored yet.

He reaches so deep into his abilities that he summons water from within the Earth, unleashing so much energy and steam that he triggers a massive volcanic eruption.

They were not as other men, but could change their shape to what they pleased, and they had the evil eye, which has power to blight every living thing it looks upon.

The people of the neighboring isles and coastlands lived in continual dread of that tribe of sorcerers, who were named the Telchines, because in the malice of their black hearts they would sink ships by their enchantments and come flying on the wings of the wind to blast crops or bewitch cattle by their baleful glance.

In that far-off time Zeus and his brethren were yet unborn, and Cronos, the old sky-god, was king over all.

Now Earth, the mother of gods and men, prophesied to Cronos that one of his own children would drive him from his heavenly throne; therefore he sought to destroy them at their birth.

And when the young god grew to his full strength, he brought Earth's prophecy to pass, for he drove his father from the sky to the Sunset Isles at the world's end and sat upon his throne.

That selfsame day, certain ancient women, lame and limping, stood before the throne, and Zeus asked them who they were.

'We are the prayers of men,' they answered, 'sent up from Earth to call down vengeance on the evil Telchines, who by foul magic lay waste fields and vineyards and strike dead the firstlings of the flocks.

We are lame like all our sisterhood and hobble slowly on our errands, yet of all messengers we are the surest in the end.' Then the wrath of Zeus was kindled against that wizard folk, and he hurled down red-hot thunderbolts and rained a great rain upon the sea till its waters boiled like a cauldron and broke in monstrous billows over the isle of the Telchines.

They were not as other men, but could change their shape to what they pleased, and they had the evil eye, which has power to blight every living thing it looks upon.

The people of the neighboring isles and coastlands lived in continual dread of that tribe of sorcerers, who were named the Telchines, because in the malice of their black hearts they would sink ships by their enchantments and come flying on the wings of the wind to blast crops or bewitch cattle by their baleful glance.

In that far-off time, Zeus and his brethren were yet unborn, and Kronos, the old sky god, was king over all.

Now Earth, the mother of gods and men, prophesied to Kronos that one of his own children would drive him from his heavenly throne.

And when the young god grew to his full strength, he brought Earth's prophecy to pass, for he drove his father from the sky to the sunset isles at the world's end and sat upon his throne.

That selfsame day, certain ancient women, lame and limping, stood before the throne, and Zeus asked them who they were.

We are the prayers of men, they answered, sent up from Earth to call down vengeance on the evil Telchines, who by foul magic lay waste fields and vineyards and strike dead the firstlings of the flocks.

We are lame like all our sisterhood and hobble slowly on our errands, yet of all messengers we are the surest in the end.

They were not as other men, but could change their shape to what they pleased, and they had the evil eye, which has power to blight every living thing it looks upon.

The people of the neighboring isles and coastlands lived in continual dread of that tribe of sorcerers, who were named the Telchines, because in the malice of their black hearts they would sink ships by their enchantments and come flying on the wings of the wind to blast crops or bewitch cattle by their baleful glance.

In that far-off time, Zeus and his brethren were yet unborn, and Kronos, the old sky god, was king over all.

Now Earth, the mother of gods and men, prophesied to Kronos that one of his own children would drive him from his heavenly throne.

And when the young god grew to his full strength, he brought Earth's prophecy to pass, for he drove his father from the sky to the sunset isles at the world's end and sat upon his throne.

That selfsame day, certain ancient women, lame and limping, stood before the throne, and Zeus asked them who they were.

"We are the prayers of men," They answered, "Sent up from earth to call down vengeance on the evil Telchines, who by foul magic lay waste fields and vineyards and strike dead the firstlings of the flocks.

We are lame like all our sisterhood and hobble slowly on our errands, yet of all messengers we are the surest in the end." Then the wrath of Zeus was kindled against that wizard folk, and he hurled down red-hot thunderbolts and rained a great rain upon the sea till its waters boiled like a cauldron and broke in monstrous billows over the isle of the Telchines.

They were not as other men, but could change their shape to what they pleased, and they had the evil eye, which has power to blight every living thing it looks upon.

The people of the neighboring isles and coastlands lived in continual dread of that tribe of sorcerers, who were named the Telchines, because in the malice of their black hearts they would sink ships by their enchantments and come flying on the wings of the wind to blast crops or bewitch cattle by their baleful glance.

In that far-off time Zeus and his brethren were yet unborn and Kronos, the old sky-god, was king over all.

Now Earth, the mother of gods and men, prophesied to Kronos that one of his own children would drive him from his heavenly throne; therefore he sought to destroy them at their birth.

And when the young god grew to his full strength he brought Earth's prophecy to pass; for he drove his father from the sky to the sunset isles at the world's end and sat upon his throne.

That selfsame day certain ancient women, lame and limping, stood before the throne, and Zeus asked them who they were.

"We are the prayers of men," they answered, "sent up from earth to call down vengeance on the evil Telchines, who by foul magic lay waste fields and vineyards and strike dead the firstlings of the flocks." We are lame like all our sisterhood and hobble slowly on our errands.

Yet of all messengers, we are the surest in the end.