There is the harbour of Argo and there are the signs of her stay, and altars to Poseidon and Triton; for during that day they tarried.

But at dawn with sails outspread they sped on before the breath of the west wind, keeping the desert land on their right.

And on the next morn they saw the headland and the recess of the sea, bending inward beyond the jutting headland.

And straightway the west wind ceased, and there came the breeze of the clear south wind: and their hearts rejoiced at the sound it made.

But when the sun sank and the star returned that bids the shepherd fold, which brings rest to wearied ploughmen, at that time the wind died down in the dark night; so they furled the sails and lowered the tall mast and vigorously plied their polished oars all night and through the day, and again when the next night came on.