But be of good courage . The Golden Fleece you shall have , if it lies within the power of my enchantments to get it for you . Wait for me here an hour before midnight . '' At the appointed hour you might again have seen Prince Jason and the Princess Medea , side by side , stealing through the streets of Colchis , on their way to the sacred grove , in the center of which the Golden Fleece was suspended to a tree . While they were crossing the pasture ground , the brazen bulls came towards Jason , lowing , nodding their heads , and thrusting forth their snouts , which , as other cattle do , they loved to have rubbed and caressed by a friendly hand . Their fierce nature was thoroughly tamed ; and , with their fierceness , the two furnaces in their stomachs had likewise been extinguished , insomuch that they probably enjoyed far more comfort in grazing and chewing their cuds than ever before . Indeed , it had heretofore been a great inconvenience to these poor animals , that , whenever they wished to eat a mouthful of grass , the fire out of their nostrils had shriveled it up , before they could manage to crop it . How they contrived to keep themselves alive is more than I can imagine . But now , instead of emitting jets of flame and streams of sulphurous vapor , they breathed the very sweetest of cow breath . After kindly patting the bulls , Jason followed Medea 's guidance into the Grove of Mars , where the great oak trees , that had been growing for centuries , threw so thick a shade that the moonbeams struggled vainly to find their way through it . Only here and there a glimmer fell upon the leaf-strewn earth , or now and then a breeze stirred the boughs aside , and gave Jason a glimpse of the sky , lest , in that deep obscurity , he might forget that there was one , overhead . At length , when they had gone farther and farther into the heart of the duskiness , Medea squeezed Jason 's hand . `` Look yonder , '' she whispered . `` Do you see it ? '' Gleaming among the venerable oaks , there was a radiance , not like the moonbeams , but rather resembling the golden glory of the setting sun . It proceeded from an object , which appeared to be suspended at about a man 's height from the ground , a little farther within the wood . `` What is it ? '' asked Jason . `` Have you come so far to seek it , '' exclaimed Medea , `` and do you not recognize the meed of all your toils and perils , when it glitters before your eyes ? It is the Golden Fleece . ''
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