244 THE MYTHS OF CREATION: THE GODS
The judgment of the sacred mountain pleased everyone except Midas; he
alone challenged the verdict and called it unjust. At this the god of Delos could
not bear that such stupid ears retain their human shape. He made them longer,
covered them with white shaggy hair, and made them flexible at their base so
that they could be twitched. As for the rest of him, he remained human; in this
one respect alone he was changed, condemned to be endowed with the ears of
a lumbering ass.
Midas of course wanted to hide his vile shame, and he attempted to do so
by covering his head with a purple turban. But his barber, who regularly
trimmed his long hair, saw his secret. He wanted to tell about what he had
seen, but he did not dare reveal Midas' disgrace. Yet it was impossible for him
to keep quiet, and so he stole away and dug a hole in the ground. Into it, with
the earth removed, he murmured in a low whisper that his master had ass's
ears. Then he filled the hole up again, covering up the indictment he had ut-
tered and silently stole away from the scene. But a thick cluster of trembling
reeds began to grow on the spot; in a year's time, as soon as they were full
grown, they betrayed the barber's secret. For, as they swayed in the gentle
south wind, they echoed the words that he had buried and revealed the truth
about his master's ears.
Thus if one listened carefully to the wind whistling in the reeds he could
hear the murmur of a whisper: "King Midas has ass's ears."^24THE NATURE OF APOLLO
The facets of Apollo's character are many and complex. His complex nature sums
up the many contradictions in the tragic dilemma of human existence. He is gen-
tle and vehement, compassionate and ruthless, guilty and guiltless, healer and
destroyer. The extremes of his emotion are everywhere apparent. He acts swiftly
and surely against Tityus, who dared to attempt the rape of Leto, and for this
crime is punished (as we see later) in the realm of Hades. As he shot down Tityus
with his arrows, he acted the same way against Niobe, this time in conjunction
with his sister, Artemis (see p. 203). Can one ever forget Homer's terrifying pic-
ture of the god as he lays low the Greek forces at Troy with a plague in response
to the appeal of his priest Chryses (Iliad 1. 43-52)?f
Phoebus Apollo ... came down from the peaks of Olympus, angered in his heart,
wearing on his shoulders his bow and closed quiver. The arrows clashed on his
shoulders as he moved in his rage, and he descended just like night. Then he
sat down apart from the ships and shot one of his arrows; terrible was the clang
made by his silver bow. First he attacked the mules and the swift hounds, but
then he let go his piercing shafts against the men themselves and struck them
down. The funeral pyres with their corpses burned thick and fast.Yet this same god is the epitome of Greek classical restraint, championing
the proverbial Greek maxims: "Know thyself" and "Nothing too much." He