Unit 5: Vocabulary from Readings 1

Dædalus said, “surely the sky is open,
And that’s the way we’ll go. Minos’ dominion
Does not include the air.”

He had notched a row of teeth in a strip of iron,
Thus making the first saw, and he had bound
Two arms of iron together with a joint
To keep them both together and apart,
One standing still, the other traversing
In a circle, so men came to have the compass.

And Dædalus, in envy, hurled the boy
Headlong from the high temple of Minerva,
And lied about it, saying he had fallen
Through accident, but Minerva, kind protectress
Of all inventive wits, stayed him in air,
Clothed him with plumage

They all fell in love with him, but he was oblivious, interested only in hunting in the hills with his companions.

“From now on your words will not be your own. You will only be able to repeat what is said to you. That way your powers to beguile and distract will be curtailed.”

“From now on your words will not be your own. You will only be able to repeat what is said to you. That way your powers to beguile and distract will be curtailed.”

He reached his hands to the water but the reflected image disintegrated.

The flower came to be called “Narcissus,” in honor of one who, in the enigmatic words of Tiresias, “came to know himself,” and fell in love.

Sword-craft I had from a robber that forced me to consort with him.

“Never have I snared the like of it,” said the King’s Poet, “and there is a prophecy that the Salmon of Knowledge will be snared in this pool, and eaten by a poet named Finnegas or Fionn..."

It is not to one who is weary of mart and court and battleground that the Salmon of Knowledge will give himself, but to one who is eager for the sword-hilt and amorous of life.

“I purpose to join with myself other lads, as I find them,” said Fionn, “and practise feats and stratagems till we can make ourselves felt in some foray and come by weapons..."

“I purpose to join with myself other lads, as I find them,” said Fionn, “and practise feats and stratagems till we can make ourselves felt in some foray and come by weapons..."

A long time ago there lived a King whose wisdom was noised abroad in all the country.

In his uneasiness and anxiety he went out into the courtyard, and began to consider what he could do in so great a necessity.

There sat the ducks by the running water and rested themselves, and plumed themselves with their flat bills, and held a comfortable chat.

The young man sat down in the garden and considered how it was possible to do this task, but he could contrive nothing, and stayed there, feeling very sorrowful, and expecting to be led to death at break of day.