Tanglewood Tales

 In the old city of Tr?zene, at the foot of a lofty mountain, there lived, a very long time ago, a little boy named Theseus. His grandfather, King Pittheus, was the sovereign of that country, and was reckoned a very wise man; so that Theseus, being brought up in the royal palace, and being naturally a bright lad, could hardly fail of profiting by the old king's instructions. His mother's name was ?thra. As for his father, the boy had never seen him. But, from his earliest remembrance, ?thra used to go with little Theseus into a wood, and sit down upon a moss-grown rock, which was deeply sunken into the earth.