Minuan heroes, in Iolcos by the sea.

And AEson, when he was driven out, went sadly away out of the town,
leading his little son by the hand; and he said to himself, 'I must
hide the child in the mountains; or Pelias will surely kill him,
because he is the heir.'

So he went up from the sea across the valley, through the vineyards
and the olive groves, and across the torrent of Anauros, toward
Pelion the ancient mountain, whose brows are white with snow.

He went up and up into the mountain, over marsh, and crag, and
down, till the boy was tired and footsore, and AEson had to bear
him in his arms, till he came to the mouth of a lonely cave, at the
foot of a mighty cliff.

Above the cliff the snow-wreaths hung, dripping and cracking in the
sun; but at its foot around the cave's mouth grew all fair flowers
and herbs, as if in a garden, ranged in order, each sort by itself.
There they grew gaily in the sunshine, and the spray of the torrent
from above; while from the cave came the sound of music, and a
man's voice singing to the harp.

Then AEson put down the lad, and whispered -

'Fear not, but go in, and whomsoever you shall find, lay your hands
upon his knees, and say, "In the name of Zeus, the father of Gods
and men, I am your guest from this day forth."'

Then the lad went in without trembling, for he too was a hero's