And they wept over their kind host, and laid him on a fair bed,
and heaped a huge mound over him, and offered black sheep at his tomb,
and Orpheus sang a magic song to him, that his spirit might have rest.
And then they held games at the tomb, after the custom of those times,
and Jason gave prizes to each winner. To Ancaeus he gave a golden cup,
for he wrestled best of all; and to Heracles a silver one, for he was
the strongest of all; and to Castor, who rode best, a golden crest; and
Polydeuces the boxer had a rich carpet, and to Orpheus for his song, a
sandal with golden wings. But Jason himself was the best of all the
archers, and the Minuai crowned him with an olive crown; and so, the
songs say, the soul of good Cyzicus was appeased, and the heroes went on
their way in peace.
But when Cyzicus's wife heard that he was dead, she died likewise of
grief; and her tears became a fountain of clear water, which flows the
whole year round.
Then they rowed away, the songs say, along the Mysian shore, and past
the mouth of Rhindacus, till they found a pleasant bay, sheltered by the
long ridges of Arganthus, and by high walls of basalt rock. And there
they ran the ship ashore upon the yellow sand, and furled the sail, and
took the mast down, and lashed it in its crutch. And next they let down
the ladder, and went ashore to sport and rest.
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