Weeping bitterly, he buried his small sonĪnd called the land Icaria in his memory. The tips of his wings dragging in the water from the doubleīurden they bore. He gathered the boy in his arms and flew to land, Icarus, my son, where are you?” At last he saw the feathersįloating from the sky, and soon his son plunged through theĬlouds into the sea. Submerged in the blue waters of the sea, which has foreverĭaedalus, crazed by anxiety, called back to him, “Icarus! He cried out to his father, but his voice was Hot that the largest feathers dropped off and he began to sink.įrantically he fluttered his arms, but no feathers remained But theĮnchanted boy did not notice them until the sun became so Warning Icarus to stay his flight and glide to earth. Small feathers fell from the wings and floated softly down, Theīlazing sun beat down on the wings and softened the wax. Would carry him higher and higher to heaven itself. Sense of freedom and beat his wings frantically so that they Up and up Icarus soared, through the soft, moist clouds and Him, but he was heavier and his wings would not carry him. His father saw him and called out in alarm. He flew higherĪnd higher up into the blue sky until he reached the clouds. Icarus,īeating his wings in joy, felt the thrill of the cool wind on hisįace and the clear air above and below him. Their left, and Lebinthus, which lay on their right. Their work and shepherds gazed in wonder, thinking Daedalusįather and son flew over Samos and Delos, which lay on Setting out across the dark wild sea, plowmen below stopped As they flew across the land to test their prowess before The boy was safe and to note how he managed his wings in hisįlight. From time to time, he looked back to see that With tears, and turning away, he soared into the sky, calling to Golden hair wet with spray, and his eyes bright and dark withĮxcitement, looked like a lovely bird. Shining wings dropping gracefully from his shoulders, his He kissed Icarus and fastened the wings more securely ![]() The heat will melt the wax that holds them together. The fog and spray will clog your wings, and if you fly too high, Keep at a moderate height, for if you fly too low, Through the air before, and I want you to listen carefully to my He called Icarus to his side and, putting hisĪrm round the boy’s shoulders, said, “Icarus, my son, we areĪbout to make our flight. Over the white sand and even out over the waves, letting hisįeet touch the snowy foam as the water thundered and broke Too, could fly and, raising his arms up and down, skirted Out the slow, graceful sweep of their wings as they beat theĪir steadily, without fluttering. Of the birds, how they soared and glided overhead. Smaller than his own, but strong and beautiful.įinally, one clear, wind-swept morning, the wings wereįinished, and Daedalus fastened them to Icarus’s shouldersĪnd taught him how to fly. Filled withĮxcitement, he made another pair for his son. Lifted upwards, where he hung poised in the air. When they were finished,ĭaedalus fastened them to his shoulders and found himself The sun shone on the brightįeathers the breezes ruffled them. Happily, while his father worked, chasing the feathers that blew away in the strong wind that swept the island and sometimes taking bits of the wax and working it into strange shapes with his fingers. Smallest feathers he pressed into the soft wax and the large Wax and made a skeleton in the shape of a bird’s wing. Gather up all the feathers he could find on the rocky shore.Īs thousands of gulls soared over the island, Icarus soonĬollected a huge pile of feathers. He called his son, Icarus, to him and told the boy to “Minos may control the land and sea,” he said, Watch over them, and no ships were allowed to sail withoutĭaedalus was an ingenious artist and was not discouragedīy his failures. Of the vessels sailing from Crete, but King Minos kept strict Several times he tried by bribery to stow away on one With the help of his young son, Icarus, Daedalus managed toĮscape from the tower, only to find himself a prisoner on the Him shut up in a high tower that faced the lonely sea. When Theseus escaped from the labyrinth, King Minosįlew into a rage with its builder, Daedalus, and ordered ![]() ![]() Myths explained their mystifying world and In the ancientĬivilization of Greece, myths were the basis of an elaborate Background Today we think of myths as stories that haveīeen passed down through countless generations.
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