King Midas of Phrygia entertained wandering Silenus and won from Bacchus the wish that all he touched should turn to gold — then starved among riches until he washed the curse away in the river by Sardis; on Mount Tmolus he preferred Pan's pipes to Apollo's lyre, and Phoebus gave him ass's ears for his judgment.1
Silenus
When Bacchus marched toward India, Silenus strayed drunk into Lydia. Peasants bound him with garlands and brought him to Midas, who had learned the Bacchic rites from Orpheus and Eumolpus. The king kept festival with his old companion twice five days and nights, then restored him to the young god.2
The golden touch
Bacchus offered any reward; Midas asked that whatever he touched become gold. The god granted it — and soon twigs, stone, bread, meat, and wine turned metal in his hands. Starving in the midst of treasure, he begged Lenaeus to lift the curse and was sent to plunge in the source of the river that flows by Sardis; the gold virtue washed from his body and tinged the stream ever after.3
Pan and Apollo
On lofty Tmolus, Pan boasted his reeds could surpass Apollo's lyre before mountain nymphs and Midas. Tmolus gave victory to Phoebus; Midas cried the prize belonged to Pan — and Apollo turned his ears into those of an ass. Midas hid them under a turban, but his barber whispered the secret into a hole in the earth, and reeds murmured King Midas has ass's ears.4
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How the centuries saw it
Midas Washing at the Source of the Pactolus
Nicolas Poussin, c. 1627
Poussin's Metropolitan canvas — the Phrygian king scrubbing the golden curse from his hands in the Pactolus, Ovid's remedy made landscape.
Midas and Bacchus
Nicolas Poussin, c. 1624
Midas before Bacchus begging release from the gift that starves him — the golden touch as a theological bargain, not a fairy-tale joke.
King Midas with his Daughter
Walter Crane, 1893
Crane's Wonder Book plate — Hawthorne's Midas discovering that the touch that gilds a rose can also freeze a child to gold.
The Golden Touch
Mary Hamilton Frye, 1910
Frye's illustration of the stranger's cure — plunge into the river, sprinkle the water, and wash the fatal gift away.