{
 "book": "odyssey",
 "title": "The Odyssey",
 "sub": "Homer · the homecoming of Odysseus, 24 books",
 "credit": "Greek: Homer, Odyssey, text of A. T. Murray (Loeb Classical Library, Heinemann, 1919; public domain), digitised by the Perseus Digital Library, Tufts University (canonical-greekLit, tlg0012.tlg002.perseus-grc2), CC BY-SA 4.0. English: Samuel Butler's prose translation (A. C. Fifield, 1900; public domain), from Project Gutenberg eBook #1727, footnote markers removed, aligned to the Greek using the line markers of the Perseus revised Butler edition (Timothy Power and Gregory Nagy, tlg0012.tlg002.perseus-eng4, CC BY-SA 4.0). Butler's Latin names (Jove, Minerva, Ulysses) are kept; dashes replaced.",
 "order": [
  "1",
  "2",
  "3",
  "4",
  "5",
  "6",
  "7",
  "8",
  "9",
  "10",
  "11",
  "12",
  "13",
  "14",
  "15",
  "16",
  "17",
  "18",
  "19",
  "20",
  "21",
  "22",
  "23",
  "24"
 ],
 "titles": {
  "1": "Book 1 · Athena visits Telemachus",
  "2": "Book 2 · The assembly at Ithaca",
  "3": "Book 3 · Nestor at Pylos",
  "4": "Book 4 · Menelaus and Helen",
  "5": "Book 5 · Calypso's island",
  "6": "Book 6 · Nausicaa",
  "7": "Book 7 · The palace of Alcinous",
  "8": "Book 8 · The Phaeacian games",
  "9": "Book 9 · The Cyclops",
  "10": "Book 10 · Circe",
  "11": "Book 11 · The land of the dead",
  "12": "Book 12 · The Sirens and the cattle of the Sun",
  "13": "Book 13 · Home to Ithaca",
  "14": "Book 14 · The swineherd",
  "15": "Book 15 · Telemachus comes home",
  "16": "Book 16 · Father and son",
  "17": "Book 17 · The beggar in the hall",
  "18": "Book 18 · The fight with Irus",
  "19": "Book 19 · The scar",
  "20": "Book 20 · Omens",
  "21": "Book 21 · The bow",
  "22": "Book 22 · The slaughter of the suitors",
  "23": "Book 23 · The secret of the bed",
  "24": "Book 24 · Peace in Ithaca"
 },
 "subs": {
  "1": "The gods agree to bring Odysseus home, and Athena, in disguise, urges his son to act.",
  "2": "Telemachus stands up to the suitors in public and slips away by night to find news of his father.",
  "3": "Old Nestor welcomes Telemachus and tells how the Achaeans came home from Troy.",
  "4": "In Sparta, Menelaus tells of the Old Man of the Sea, while the suitors plot an ambush.",
  "5": "Hermes brings the order to set Odysseus free, and Poseidon wrecks his raft.",
  "6": "The princess of the Phaeacians finds Odysseus washed up on the shore.",
  "7": "Odysseus enters the king's hall as a suppliant and is promised a passage home.",
  "8": "Games, the songs of Demodocus, and a stranger who weeps at the tale of Troy.",
  "9": "The Lotus-eaters, and the cave of Polyphemus.",
  "10": "The bag of winds, the Laestrygonians, and the witch who turns men into pigs.",
  "11": "Odysseus calls up the ghosts and hears the prophecy of Tiresias.",
  "12": "Scylla and Charybdis, and the crew's fatal feast.",
  "13": "The Phaeacians carry Odysseus home asleep, and Athena disguises him as an old beggar.",
  "14": "Loyal Eumaeus takes in the stranger, who tells a false tale of his wanderings.",
  "15": "Telemachus sails back, avoiding the suitors' ambush, and heads for the swineherd's hut.",
  "16": "Odysseus reveals himself to Telemachus, and they plan revenge.",
  "17": "The old dog Argos knows his master, and the suitors mock the beggar.",
  "18": "Odysseus knocks down the beggar Irus, and Penelope shows herself to the suitors.",
  "19": "Penelope questions the stranger, and the old nurse Eurycleia knows him by his scar.",
  "20": "Signs from the gods gather on the eve of the reckoning.",
  "21": "Penelope sets the contest of the bow, and only the beggar can string it.",
  "22": "Odysseus, Telemachus and two loyal herdsmen kill the suitors in the hall.",
  "23": "Penelope tests her husband, and they are reunited.",
  "24": "The suitors' ghosts go down to Hades, Odysseus finds his father, and Athena ends the feud."
 },
 "sections": {
  "1": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.1–21",
    "orig": "ἄνδρα μοι ἔννεπε, μοῦσα, πολύτροπον, ὃς μάλα πολλὰ\nπλάγχθη, ἐπεὶ Τροίης ἱερὸν πτολίεθρον ἔπερσεν·\nπολλῶν δʼ ἀνθρώπων ἴδεν ἄστεα καὶ νόον ἔγνω,\nπολλὰ δʼ ὅ γʼ ἐν πόντῳ πάθεν ἄλγεα ὃν κατὰ θυμόν,\nἀρνύμενος ἥν τε ψυχὴν καὶ νόστον ἑταίρων.\nἀλλʼ οὐδʼ ὣς ἑτάρους ἐρρύσατο, ἱέμενός περ·\nαὐτῶν γὰρ σφετέρῃσιν ἀτασθαλίῃσιν ὄλοντο,\nνήπιοι, οἳ κατὰ βοῦς Ὑπερίονος Ἠελίοιο\nἤσθιον· αὐτὰρ ὁ τοῖσιν ἀφείλετο νόστιμον ἦμαρ.\nτῶν ἁμόθεν γε, θεά, θύγατερ Διός, εἰπὲ καὶ ἡμῖν.\nἔνθʼ ἄλλοι μὲν πάντες, ὅσοι φύγον αἰπὺν ὄλεθρον,\nοἴκοι ἔσαν, πόλεμόν τε πεφευγότες ἠδὲ θάλασσαν·\nτὸν δʼ οἶον νόστου κεχρημένον ἠδὲ γυναικὸς\nνύμφη πότνιʼ ἔρυκε Καλυψὼ δῖα θεάων\nἐν σπέσσι γλαφυροῖσι, λιλαιομένη πόσιν εἶναι.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ ἔτος ἦλθε περιπλομένων ἐνιαυτῶν,\nτῷ οἱ ἐπεκλώσαντο θεοὶ οἶκόνδε νέεσθαι\nεἰς Ἰθάκην, οὐδʼ ἔνθα πεφυγμένος ἦεν ἀέθλων\nκαὶ μετὰ οἷσι φίλοισι. θεοὶ δʼ ἐλέαιρον ἅπαντες\nνόσφι Ποσειδάωνος· ὁ δʼ ἀσπερχὲς μενέαινεν\nἀντιθέῳ Ὀδυσῆι πάρος ἣν γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι.",
    "en": "Tell me, O Muse, of that ingenious hero who travelled far and wide after he had sacked the famous town of Troy. Many cities did he visit, and many were the nations with whose manners and customs he was acquainted; moreover he suffered much by sea while trying to save his own life and bring his men safely home; but do what he might he could not save his men, for they perished through their own sheer folly in eating the cattle of the Sun-god Hyperion; so the god prevented them from ever reaching home. Tell me, too, about all these things, oh daughter of Jove, from whatsoever source you may know them.\nSo now all who escaped death in battle or by shipwreck had got safely home except Ulysses, and he, though he was longing to return to his wife and country, was detained by the goddess Calypso, who had got him into a large cave and wanted to marry him. But as years went by, there came a time when the gods settled that he should go back to Ithaca; even then, however, when he was among his own people, his troubles were not yet over; nevertheless all the gods had now begun to pity him except Neptune, who still persecuted him without ceasing and would not let him get home."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.22–43",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν Αἰθίοπας μετεκίαθε τηλόθʼ ἐόντας,\nΑἰθίοπας τοὶ διχθὰ δεδαίαται, ἔσχατοι ἀνδρῶν,\nοἱ μὲν δυσομένου Ὑπερίονος οἱ δʼ ἀνιόντος,\nἀντιόων ταύρων τε καὶ ἀρνειῶν ἑκατόμβης.\nἔνθʼ ὅ γʼ ἐτέρπετο δαιτὶ παρήμενος· οἱ δὲ δὴ ἄλλοι\nΖηνὸς ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν Ὀλυμπίου ἁθρόοι ἦσαν.\nτοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε πατὴρ ἀνδρῶν τε θεῶν τε·\nμνήσατο γὰρ κατὰ θυμὸν ἀμύμονος Αἰγίσθοιο,\nτόν ῥʼ Ἀγαμεμνονίδης τηλεκλυτὸς ἔκτανʼ Ὀρέστης·\nτοῦ ὅ γʼ ἐπιμνησθεὶς ἔπεʼ ἀθανάτοισι μετηύδα·\nὢ πόποι, οἷον δή νυ θεοὺς βροτοὶ αἰτιόωνται·\nἐξ ἡμέων γάρ φασι κάκʼ ἔμμεναι, οἱ δὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ\nσφῇσιν ἀτασθαλίῃσιν ὑπὲρ μόρον ἄλγεʼ ἔχουσιν,\nὡς καὶ νῦν Αἴγισθος ὑπὲρ μόρον Ἀτρεΐδαο\nγῆμʼ ἄλοχον μνηστήν, τὸν δʼ ἔκτανε νοστήσαντα,\nεἰδὼς αἰπὺν ὄλεθρον, ἐπεὶ πρό οἱ εἴπομεν ἡμεῖς,\nἙρμείαν πέμψαντες, ἐύσκοπον ἀργεϊφόντην,\nμήτʼ αὐτὸν κτείνειν μήτε μνάασθαι ἄκοιτιν·\nἐκ γὰρ Ὀρέσταο τίσις ἔσσεται Ἀτρεΐδαο,\nὁππότʼ ἂν ἡβήσῃ τε καὶ ἧς ἱμείρεται αἴης.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ Ἑρμείας, ἀλλʼ οὐ φρένας Αἰγίσθοιο\nπεῖθʼ ἀγαθὰ φρονέων· νῦν δʼ ἁθρόα πάντʼ ἀπέτισεν.",
    "en": "Now Neptune had gone off to the Ethiopians, who are at the world’s end, and lie in two halves, the one looking West and the other East. He had gone there to accept a hecatomb of sheep and oxen, and was enjoying himself at his festival; but the other gods met in the house of Olympian Jove, and the sire of gods and men spoke first. At that moment he was thinking of Aegisthus, who had been killed by Agamemnon’s son Orestes; so he said to the other gods:\n“See now, how men lay blame upon us gods for what is after all nothing but their own folly. Look at Aegisthus; he must needs make love to Agamemnon’s wife unrighteously and then kill Agamemnon, though he knew it would be the death of him; for I sent Mercury to warn him not to do either of these things, inasmuch as Orestes would be sure to take his revenge when he grew up and wanted to return home. Mercury told him this in all good will but he would not listen, and now he has paid for everything in full.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.44–62",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nὦ πάτερ ἡμέτερε Κρονίδη, ὕπατε κρειόντων,\nκαὶ λίην κεῖνός γε ἐοικότι κεῖται ὀλέθρῳ·\nὡς ἀπόλοιτο καὶ ἄλλος, ὅτις τοιαῦτά γε ῥέζοι·\nἀλλά μοι ἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆι δαΐφρονι δαίεται ἦτορ,\nδυσμόρῳ, ὃς δὴ δηθὰ φίλων ἄπο πήματα πάσχει\nνήσῳ ἐν ἀμφιρύτῃ, ὅθι τʼ ὀμφαλός ἐστι θαλάσσης.\nνῆσος δενδρήεσσα, θεὰ δʼ ἐν δώματα ναίει,\nἌτλαντος θυγάτηρ ὀλοόφρονος, ὅς τε θαλάσσης\nπάσης βένθεα οἶδεν, ἔχει δέ τε κίονας αὐτὸς\nμακράς, αἳ γαῖάν τε καὶ οὐρανὸν ἀμφὶς ἔχουσιν.\nτοῦ θυγάτηρ δύστηνον ὀδυρόμενον κατερύκει,\nαἰεὶ δὲ μαλακοῖσι καὶ αἱμυλίοισι λόγοισιν\nθέλγει, ὅπως Ἰθάκης ἐπιλήσεται· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἱέμενος καὶ καπνὸν ἀποθρῴσκοντα νοῆσαι\nἧς γαίης, θανέειν ἱμείρεται. οὐδέ νυ σοί περ\nἐντρέπεται φίλον ἦτορ, Ὀλύμπιε. οὔ νύ τʼ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἈργείων παρὰ νηυσὶ χαρίζετο ἱερὰ ῥέζων\nΤροίῃ ἐν εὐρείῃ; τί νύ οἱ τόσον ὠδύσαο, Ζεῦ;",
    "en": "Then Minerva said, “Father, son of Saturn, King of kings, it served Aegisthus right, and so it would any one else who does as he did; but Aegisthus is neither here nor there; it is for Ulysses that my heart bleeds, when I think of his sufferings in that lonely sea-girt island, far away, poor man, from all his friends. It is an island covered with forest, in the very middle of the sea, and a goddess lives there, daughter of the magician Atlas, who looks after the bottom of the ocean, and carries the great columns that keep heaven and earth asunder. This daughter of Atlas has got hold of poor unhappy Ulysses, and keeps trying by every kind of blandishment to make him forget his home, so that he is tired of life, and thinks of nothing but how he may once more see the smoke of his own chimneys. You, sir, take no heed of this, and yet when Ulysses was before Troy did he not propitiate you with many a burnt sacrifice? Why then should you keep on being so angry with him?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.63–79",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη νεφεληγερέτα Ζεύς·\nτέκνον ἐμόν, ποῖόν σε ἔπος φύγεν ἕρκος ὀδόντων.\nπῶς ἂν ἔπειτʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἐγὼ θείοιο λαθοίμην,\nὃς περὶ μὲν νόον ἐστὶ βροτῶν, περὶ δʼ ἱρὰ θεοῖσιν\nἀθανάτοισιν ἔδωκε, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν;\nἀλλὰ Ποσειδάων γαιήοχος ἀσκελὲς αἰεὶ\nΚύκλωπος κεχόλωται, ὃν ὀφθαλμοῦ ἀλάωσεν,\nἀντίθεον Πολύφημον, ὅου κράτος ἐστὶ μέγιστον\nπᾶσιν Κυκλώπεσσι· Θόωσα δέ μιν τέκε νύμφη,\nΦόρκυνος θυγάτηρ ἁλὸς ἀτρυγέτοιο μέδοντος,\nἐν σπέσσι γλαφυροῖσι Ποσειδάωνι μιγεῖσα.\nἐκ τοῦ δὴ Ὀδυσῆα Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων\nοὔ τι κατακτείνει, πλάζει δʼ ἀπὸ πατρίδος αἴης.\nἀλλʼ ἄγεθʼ, ἡμεῖς οἵδε περιφραζώμεθα πάντες\nνόστον, ὅπως ἔλθῃσι· Ποσειδάων δὲ μεθήσει\nὃν χόλον· οὐ μὲν γάρ τι δυνήσεται ἀντία πάντων\nἀθανάτων ἀέκητι θεῶν ἐριδαινέμεν οἶος.",
    "en": "And Jove said, “My child, what are you talking about? How can I forget Ulysses than whom there is no more capable man on earth, nor more liberal in his offerings to the immortal gods that live in heaven? Bear in mind, however, that Neptune is still furious with Ulysses for having blinded an eye of Polyphemus king of the Cyclopes. Polyphemus is son to Neptune by the nymph Thoosa, daughter to the sea-king Phorcys; therefore though he will not kill Ulysses outright, he torments him by preventing him from getting home. Still, let us lay our heads together and see how we can help him to return; Neptune will then be pacified, for if we are all of a mind he can hardly stand out against us.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.80–95",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nὦ πάτερ ἡμέτερε Κρονίδη, ὕπατε κρειόντων,\nεἰ μὲν δὴ νῦν τοῦτο φίλον μακάρεσσι θεοῖσιν,\nνοστῆσαι Ὀδυσῆα πολύφρονα ὅνδε δόμονδε,\nἙρμείαν μὲν ἔπειτα διάκτορον ἀργεϊφόντην\nνῆσον ἐς Ὠγυγίην ὀτρύνομεν, ὄφρα τάχιστα\nνύμφῃ ἐυπλοκάμῳ εἴπῃ νημερτέα βουλήν,\nνόστον Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονος, ὥς κε νέηται·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν Ἰθάκηνδʼ ἐσελεύσομαι, ὄφρα οἱ υἱὸν\nμᾶλλον ἐποτρύνω καί οἱ μένος ἐν φρεσὶ θείω,\nεἰς ἀγορὴν καλέσαντα κάρη κομόωντας Ἀχαιοὺς\nπᾶσι μνηστήρεσσιν ἀπειπέμεν, οἵ τέ οἱ αἰεὶ\nμῆλʼ ἁδινὰ σφάζουσι καὶ εἰλίποδας ἕλικας βοῦς.\nπέμψω δʼ ἐς Σπάρτην τε καὶ ἐς Πύλον ἠμαθόεντα\nνόστον πευσόμενον πατρὸς φίλου, ἤν που ἀκούσῃ,\nἠδʼ ἵνα μιν κλέος ἐσθλὸν ἐν ἀνθρώποισιν ἔχῃσιν.",
    "en": "And Minerva said, “Father, son of Saturn, King of kings, if, then, the gods now mean that Ulysses should get home, we should first send Mercury to the Ogygian island to tell Calypso that we have made up our minds and that he is to return. In the meantime I will go to Ithaca, to put heart into Ulysses’ son Telemachus; I will embolden him to call the Achaeans in assembly, and speak out to the suitors of his mother Penelope, who persist in eating up any number of his sheep and oxen; I will also conduct him to Sparta and to Pylos, to see if he can hear anything about the return of his dear father, for this will make people speak well of him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.96–112",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰποῦσʼ ὑπὸ ποσσὶν ἐδήσατο καλὰ πέδιλα,\nἀμβρόσια χρύσεια, τά μιν φέρον ἠμὲν ἐφʼ ὑγρὴν\nἠδʼ ἐπʼ ἀπείρονα γαῖαν ἅμα πνοιῇς ἀνέμοιο·\nεἵλετο δʼ ἄλκιμον ἔγχος, ἀκαχμένον ὀξέι χαλκῷ,\nβριθὺ μέγα στιβαρόν, τῷ δάμνησι στίχας ἀνδρῶν\nἡρώων, τοῖσίν τε κοτέσσεται ὀβριμοπάτρη.\nβῆ δὲ κατʼ Οὐλύμποιο καρήνων ἀίξασα,\nστῆ δʼ Ἰθάκης ἐνὶ δήμῳ ἐπὶ προθύροις Ὀδυσῆος,\nοὐδοῦ ἐπʼ αὐλείου· παλάμῃ δʼ ἔχε χάλκεον ἔγχος,\nεἰδομένη ξείνῳ, Ταφίων ἡγήτορι Μέντῃ.\nεὗρε δʼ ἄρα μνηστῆρας ἀγήνορας. οἱ μὲν ἔπειτα\nπεσσοῖσι προπάροιθε θυράων θυμὸν ἔτερπον\nἥμενοι ἐν ῥινοῖσι βοῶν, οὓς ἔκτανον αὐτοί·\nκήρυκες δʼ αὐτοῖσι καὶ ὀτρηροὶ θεράποντες\nοἱ μὲν οἶνον ἔμισγον ἐνὶ κρητῆρσι καὶ ὕδωρ,\nοἱ δʼ αὖτε σπόγγοισι πολυτρήτοισι τραπέζας\nνίζον καὶ πρότιθεν, τοὶ δὲ κρέα πολλὰ δατεῦντο.",
    "en": "So saying she bound on her glittering golden sandals, imperishable, with which she can fly like the wind over land or sea; she grasped the redoubtable bronze-shod spear, so stout and sturdy and strong, wherewith she quells the ranks of heroes who have displeased her, and down she darted from the topmost summits of Olympus, whereon forthwith she was in Ithaca, at the gateway of Ulysses’ house, disguised as a visitor, Mentes, chief of the Taphians, and she held a bronze spear in her hand. There she found the lordly suitors seated on hides of the oxen which they had killed and eaten, and playing draughts in front of the house. Men-servants and pages were bustling about to wait upon them, some mixing wine with water in the mixing-bowls, some cleaning down the tables with wet sponges and laying them out again, and some cutting up great quantities of meat."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.113–124",
    "orig": "τὴν δὲ πολὺ πρῶτος ἴδε Τηλέμαχος θεοειδής,\nἧστο γὰρ ἐν μνηστῆρσι φίλον τετιημένος ἦτορ,\nὀσσόμενος πατέρʼ ἐσθλὸν ἐνὶ φρεσίν, εἴ ποθεν ἐλθὼν\nμνηστήρων τῶν μὲν σκέδασιν κατὰ δώματα θείη,\nτιμὴν δʼ αὐτὸς ἔχοι καὶ δώμασιν οἷσιν ἀνάσσοι.\nτὰ φρονέων, μνηστῆρσι μεθήμενος, εἴσιδʼ Ἀθήνην.\nβῆ δʼ ἰθὺς προθύροιο, νεμεσσήθη δʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nξεῖνον δηθὰ θύρῃσιν ἐφεστάμεν· ἐγγύθι δὲ στὰς\nχεῖρʼ ἕλε δεξιτερὴν καὶ ἐδέξατο χάλκεον ἔγχος,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nχαῖρε, ξεῖνε, παρʼ ἄμμι φιλήσεαι· αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nδείπνου πασσάμενος μυθήσεαι ὅττεό σε χρή.",
    "en": "Telemachus saw her long before any one else did. He was sitting moodily among the suitors thinking about his brave father, and how he would send them flying out of the house, if he were to come to his own again and be honoured as in days gone by. Thus brooding as he sat among them, he caught sight of Minerva and went straight to the gate, for he was vexed that a stranger should be kept waiting for admittance. He took her right hand in his own, and bade her give him her spear. “Welcome,” said he, “to our house, and when you have partaken of food you shall tell us what you have come for.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.125–143",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ἡγεῖθʼ, ἡ δʼ ἕσπετο Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη.\nοἱ δʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἔντοσθεν ἔσαν δόμου ὑψηλοῖο,\nἔγχος μέν ῥʼ ἔστησε φέρων πρὸς κίονα μακρὴν\nδουροδόκης ἔντοσθεν ἐυξόου, ἔνθα περ ἄλλα\nἔγχεʼ Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονος ἵστατο πολλά,\nαὐτὴν δʼ ἐς θρόνον εἷσεν ἄγων, ὑπὸ λῖτα πετάσσας,\nκαλὸν δαιδάλεον· ὑπὸ δὲ θρῆνυς ποσὶν ἦεν.\nπὰρ δʼ αὐτὸς κλισμὸν θέτο ποικίλον, ἔκτοθεν ἄλλων\nμνηστήρων, μὴ ξεῖνος ἀνιηθεὶς ὀρυμαγδῷ\nδείπνῳ ἁδήσειεν, ὑπερφιάλοισι μετελθών,\nἠδʼ ἵνα μιν περὶ πατρὸς ἀποιχομένοιο ἔροιτο.\nχέρνιβα δʼ ἀμφίπολος προχόῳ ἐπέχευε φέρουσα\nκαλῇ χρυσείῃ, ὑπὲρ ἀργυρέοιο λέβητος,\nνίψασθαι· παρὰ δὲ ξεστὴν ἐτάνυσσε τράπεζαν.\nσῖτον δʼ αἰδοίη ταμίη παρέθηκε φέρουσα,\nεἴδατα πόλλʼ ἐπιθεῖσα, χαριζομένη παρεόντων·\nδαιτρὸς δὲ κρειῶν πίνακας παρέθηκεν ἀείρας\nπαντοίων, παρὰ δέ σφι τίθει χρύσεια κύπελλα·\nκῆρυξ δʼ αὐτοῖσιν θάμʼ ἐπῴχετο οἰνοχοεύων.",
    "en": "He led the way as he spoke, and Minerva followed him. When they were within he took her spear and set it in the spear-stand against a strong bearing-post along with the many other spears of his unhappy father, and he conducted her to a richly decorated seat under which he threw a cloth of damask. There was a footstool also for her feet, and he set another seat near her for himself, away from the suitors, that she might not be annoyed while eating by their noise and insolence, and that he might ask her more freely about his father.\nA maid servant then brought them water in a beautiful golden ewer and poured it into a silver basin for them to wash their hands, and she drew a clean table beside them. An upper servant brought them bread, and offered them many good things of what there was in the house, the carver fetched them plates of all manner of meats and set cups of gold by their side, and a manservant brought them wine and poured it out for them."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.144–157",
    "orig": "ἐς δʼ ἦλθον μνηστῆρες ἀγήνορες. οἱ μὲν ἔπειτα\nἑξείης ἕζοντο κατὰ κλισμούς τε θρόνους τε,\nτοῖσι δὲ κήρυκες μὲν ὕδωρ ἐπὶ χεῖρας ἔχευαν,\nσῖτον δὲ δμῳαὶ παρενήνεον ἐν κανέοισιν,\nκοῦροι δὲ κρητῆρας ἐπεστέψαντο ποτοῖο.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο\nμνηστῆρες, τοῖσιν μὲν ἐνὶ φρεσὶν ἄλλα μεμήλει,\nμολπή τʼ ὀρχηστύς τε· τὰ γάρ τʼ ἀναθήματα δαιτός·\nκῆρυξ δʼ ἐν χερσὶν κίθαριν περικαλλέα θῆκεν\nΦημίῳ, ὅς ῥʼ ἤειδε παρὰ μνηστῆρσιν ἀνάγκῃ.\nἦ τοι ὁ φορμίζων ἀνεβάλλετο καλὸν ἀείδειν.\nαὐτὰρ Τηλέμαχος προσέφη γλαυκῶπιν Ἀθήνην,\nἄγχι σχὼν κεφαλήν, ἵνα μὴ πευθοίαθʼ οἱ ἄλλοι·",
    "en": "Then the suitors came in and took their places on the benches and seats. Forthwith men servants poured water over their hands, maids went round with the bread-baskets, pages filled the mixing-bowls with wine and water, and they laid their hands upon the good things that were before them. As soon as they had had enough to eat and drink they wanted music and dancing, which are the crowning embellishments of a banquet, so a servant brought a lyre to Phemius, whom they compelled perforce to sing to them. As soon as he touched his lyre and began to sing Telemachus spoke low to Minerva, with his head close to hers that no man might hear."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.158–177",
    "orig": "ξεῖνε φίλʼ, ἦ καί μοι νεμεσήσεαι ὅττι κεν εἴπω;\nτούτοισιν μὲν ταῦτα μέλει, κίθαρις καὶ ἀοιδή,\nῥεῖʼ, ἐπεὶ ἀλλότριον βίοτον νήποινον ἔδουσιν,\nἀνέρος, οὗ δή που λεύκʼ ὀστέα πύθεται ὄμβρῳ\nκείμενʼ ἐπʼ ἠπείρου, ἢ εἰν ἁλὶ κῦμα κυλίνδει.\nεἰ κεῖνόν γʼ Ἰθάκηνδε ἰδοίατο νοστήσαντα,\nπάντες κʼ ἀρησαίατʼ ἐλαφρότεροι πόδας εἶναι\nἢ ἀφνειότεροι χρυσοῖό τε ἐσθῆτός τε.\nνῦν δʼ ὁ μὲν ὣς ἀπόλωλε κακὸν μόρον, οὐδέ τις ἡμῖν\nθαλπωρή, εἴ πέρ τις ἐπιχθονίων ἀνθρώπων\nφῇσιν ἐλεύσεσθαι· τοῦ δʼ ὤλετο νόστιμον ἦμαρ.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον·\nτίς πόθεν εἰς ἀνδρῶν; πόθι τοι πόλις ἠδὲ τοκῆες;\nὁπποίης τʼ ἐπὶ νηὸς ἀφίκεο· πῶς δέ σε ναῦται\nἤγαγον εἰς Ἰθάκην; τίνες ἔμμεναι εὐχετόωντο;\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τί σε πεζὸν ὀίομαι ἐνθάδʼ ἱκέσθαι.\nκαί μοι τοῦτʼ ἀγόρευσον ἐτήτυμον, ὄφρʼ ἐὺ εἰδῶ,\nἠὲ νέον μεθέπεις ἦ καὶ πατρώιός ἐσσι\nξεῖνος, ἐπεὶ πολλοὶ ἴσαν ἀνέρες ἡμέτερον δῶ\nἄλλοι, ἐπεὶ καὶ κεῖνος ἐπίστροφος ἦν ἀνθρώπων.",
    "en": "“I hope, sir,” said he, “that you will not be offended with what I am going to say. Singing comes cheap to those who do not pay for it, and all this is done at the cost of one whose bones lie rotting in some wilderness or grinding to powder in the surf. If these men were to see my father come back to Ithaca they would pray for longer legs rather than a longer purse, for money would not serve them; but he, alas, has fallen on an ill fate, and even when people do sometimes say that he is coming, we no longer heed them; we shall never see him again. And now, sir, tell me and tell me true, who you are and where you come from. Tell me of your town and parents, what manner of ship you came in, how your crew brought you to Ithaca, and of what nation they declared themselves to be, for you cannot have come by land. Tell me also truly, for I want to know, are you a stranger to this house, or have you been here in my father’s time? In the old days we had many visitors for my father went about much himself.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.178–195",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι ταῦτα μάλʼ ἀτρεκέως ἀγορεύσω.\nΜέντης Ἀγχιάλοιο δαΐφρονος εὔχομαι εἶναι\nυἱός, ἀτὰρ Ταφίοισι φιληρέτμοισιν ἀνάσσω.\nνῦν δʼ ὧδε ξὺν νηὶ κατήλυθον ἠδʼ ἑτάροισιν\nπλέων ἐπὶ οἴνοπα πόντον ἐπʼ ἀλλοθρόους ἀνθρώπους,\nἐς Τεμέσην μετὰ χαλκόν, ἄγω δʼ αἴθωνα σίδηρον.\nνηῦς δέ μοι ἥδʼ ἕστηκεν ἐπʼ ἀγροῦ νόσφι πόληος,\nἐν λιμένι Ῥείθρῳ ὑπὸ Νηίῳ ὑλήεντι.\nξεῖνοι δʼ ἀλλήλων πατρώιοι εὐχόμεθʼ εἶναι\nἐξ ἀρχῆς, εἴ πέρ τε γέροντʼ εἴρηαι ἐπελθὼν\nΛαέρτην ἥρωα, τὸν οὐκέτι φασὶ πόλινδε\nἔρχεσθʼ, ἀλλʼ ἀπάνευθεν ἐπʼ ἀγροῦ πήματα πάσχειν\nγρηὶ σὺν ἀμφιπόλῳ, ἥ οἱ βρῶσίν τε πόσιν τε\nπαρτιθεῖ, εὖτʼ ἄν μιν κάματος κατὰ γυῖα λάβῃσιν\nἑρπύζοντʼ ἀνὰ γουνὸν ἀλωῆς οἰνοπέδοιο.\nνῦν δʼ ἦλθον· δὴ γάρ μιν ἔφαντʼ ἐπιδήμιον εἶναι,\nσὸν πατέρʼ· ἀλλά νυ τόν γε θεοὶ βλάπτουσι κελεύθου.",
    "en": "And Minerva answered, “I will tell you truly and particularly all about it. I am Mentes, son of Anchialus, and I am King of the Taphians. I have come here with my ship and crew, on a voyage to men of a foreign tongue being bound for Temesa with a cargo of iron, and I shall bring back copper. As for my ship, it lies over yonder off the open country away from the town, in the harbour Rheithron under the wooded mountain Neritum. Our fathers were friends before us, as old Laertes will tell you, if you will go and ask him. They say, however, that he never comes to town now, and lives by himself in the country, faring hardly, with an old woman to look after him and get his dinner for him, when he comes in tired from pottering about his vineyard."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.196–213",
    "orig": "οὐ γάρ πω τέθνηκεν ἐπὶ χθονὶ δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἀλλʼ ἔτι που ζωὸς κατερύκεται εὐρέι πόντῳ\nνήσῳ ἐν ἀμφιρύτῃ, χαλεποὶ δέ μιν ἄνδρες ἔχουσιν\nἄγριοι, οἵ που κεῖνον ἐρυκανόωσʼ ἀέκοντα.\nαὐτὰρ νῦν τοι ἐγὼ μαντεύσομαι, ὡς ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nἀθάνατοι βάλλουσι καὶ ὡς τελέεσθαι ὀίω,\nοὔτε τι μάντις ἐὼν οὔτʼ οἰωνῶν σάφα εἰδώς.\nοὔ τοι ἔτι δηρόν γε φίλης ἀπὸ πατρίδος αἴης\nἔσσεται, οὐδʼ εἴ πέρ τε σιδήρεα δέσματʼ ἔχῃσιν·\nφράσσεται ὥς κε νέηται, ἐπεὶ πολυμήχανός ἐστιν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον,\nεἰ δὴ ἐξ αὐτοῖο τόσος πάϊς εἰς Ὀδυσῆος.\nαἰνῶς μὲν κεφαλήν τε καὶ ὄμματα καλὰ ἔοικας\nκείνῳ, ἐπεὶ θαμὰ τοῖον ἐμισγόμεθʼ ἀλλήλοισιν,\nπρίν γε τὸν ἐς Τροίην ἀναβήμεναι, ἔνθα περ ἄλλοι\nἈργείων οἱ ἄριστοι ἔβαν κοίλῃς ἐνὶ νηυσίν·\nἐκ τοῦ δʼ οὔτʼ Ὀδυσῆα ἐγὼν ἴδον οὔτʼ ἔμʼ ἐκεῖνος.\nτὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·",
    "en": "They told me your father was at home again, and that was why I came, but it seems the gods are still keeping him back, for he is not dead yet not on the mainland. It is more likely he is on some sea-girt island in mid ocean, or a prisoner among savages who are detaining him against his will. I am no prophet, and know very little about omens, but I speak as it is borne in upon me from heaven, and assure you that he will not be away much longer; for he is a man of such resource that even though he were in chains of iron he would find some means of getting home again. But tell me, and tell me true, can Ulysses really have such a fine looking fellow for a son? You are indeed wonderfully like him about the head and eyes, for we were close friends before he set sail for Troy where the flower of all the Argives went also. Since that time we have never either of us seen the other.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.214–229",
    "orig": "τοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, ξεῖνε, μάλʼ ἀτρεκέως ἀγορεύσω.\nμήτηρ μέν τέ μέ φησι τοῦ ἔμμεναι, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γε\nοὐκ οἶδʼ· οὐ γάρ πώ τις ἑὸν γόνον αὐτὸς ἀνέγνω.\nὡς δὴ ἐγώ γʼ ὄφελον μάκαρός νύ τευ ἔμμεναι υἱὸς\nἀνέρος, ὃν κτεάτεσσιν ἑοῖς ἔπι γῆρας ἔτετμε.\nνῦν δʼ ὃς ἀποτμότατος γένετο θνητῶν ἀνθρώπων,\nτοῦ μʼ ἔκ φασι γενέσθαι, ἐπεὶ σύ με τοῦτʼ ἐρεείνεις.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nοὐ μέν τοι γενεήν γε θεοὶ νώνυμνον ὀπίσσω\nθῆκαν, ἐπεὶ σέ γε τοῖον ἐγείνατο Πηνελόπεια.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον·\nτίς δαίς, τίς δὲ ὅμιλος ὅδʼ ἔπλετο; τίπτε δέ σε χρεώ;\nεἰλαπίνη ἠὲ γάμος; ἐπεὶ οὐκ ἔρανος τάδε γʼ ἐστίν·\nὥς τέ μοι ὑβρίζοντες ὑπερφιάλως δοκέουσι\nδαίνυσθαι κατὰ δῶμα. νεμεσσήσαιτό κεν ἀνὴρ\nαἴσχεα πόλλʼ ὁρόων, ὅς τις πινυτός γε μετέλθοι.",
    "en": "“My mother,” answered Telemachus, “tells me I am son to Ulysses, but it is a wise child that knows his own father. Would that I were son to one who had grown old upon his own estates, for, since you ask me, there is no more ill-starred man under heaven than he who they tell me is my father.”\nAnd Minerva said, “There is no fear of your race dying out yet, while Penelope has such a fine son as you are. But tell me, and tell me true, what is the meaning of all this feasting, and who are these people? What is it all about? Have you some banquet, or is there a wedding in the family, for no one seems to be bringing any provisions of his own? And the guests, how atrociously they are behaving; what riot they make over the whole house; it is enough to disgust any respectable person who comes near them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.230–251",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nξεῖνʼ, ἐπεὶ ἂρ δὴ ταῦτά μʼ ἀνείρεαι ἠδὲ μεταλλᾷς,\nμέλλεν μέν ποτε οἶκος ὅδʼ ἀφνειὸς καὶ ἀμύμων\nἔμμεναι, ὄφρʼ ἔτι κεῖνος ἀνὴρ ἐπιδήμιος ἦεν·\nνῦν δʼ ἑτέρως ἐβόλοντο θεοὶ κακὰ μητιόωντες,\nοἳ κεῖνον μὲν ἄιστον ἐποίησαν περὶ πάντων\nἀνθρώπων, ἐπεὶ οὔ κε θανόντι περ ὧδʼ ἀκαχοίμην,\nεἰ μετὰ οἷς ἑτάροισι δάμη Τρώων ἐνὶ δήμῳ,\nἠὲ φίλων ἐν χερσίν, ἐπεὶ πόλεμον τολύπευσεν.\nτῷ κέν οἱ τύμβον μὲν ἐποίησαν Παναχαιοί,\nἠδέ κε καὶ ᾧ παιδὶ μέγα κλέος ἤρατʼ ὀπίσσω.\nνῦν δέ μιν ἀκλειῶς ἅρπυιαι ἀνηρείψαντο·\nοἴχετʼ ἄιστος ἄπυστος, ἐμοὶ δʼ ὀδύνας τε γόους τε\nκάλλιπεν. οὐδέ τι κεῖνον ὀδυρόμενος στεναχίζω\nοἶον, ἐπεί νύ μοι ἄλλα θεοὶ κακὰ κήδεʼ ἔτευξαν.\nὅσσοι γὰρ νήσοισιν ἐπικρατέουσιν ἄριστοι,\nΔουλιχίῳ τε Σάμῃ τε καὶ ὑλήεντι Ζακύνθῳ,\nἠδʼ ὅσσοι κραναὴν Ἰθάκην κάτα κοιρανέουσιν,\nτόσσοι μητέρʼ ἐμὴν μνῶνται, τρύχουσι δὲ οἶκον.\nἡ δʼ οὔτʼ ἀρνεῖται στυγερὸν γάμον οὔτε τελευτὴν\nποιῆσαι δύναται· τοὶ δὲ φθινύθουσιν ἔδοντες\nοἶκον ἐμόν· τάχα δή με διαρραίσουσι καὶ αὐτόν.",
    "en": "“Sir,” said Telemachus, “as regards your question, so long as my father was here it was well with us and with the house, but the gods in their displeasure have willed it otherwise, and have hidden him away more closely than mortal man was ever yet hidden. I could have borne it better even though he were dead, if he had fallen with his men before Troy, or had died with friends around him when the days of his fighting were done; for then the Achaeans would have built a mound over his ashes, and I should myself have been heir to his renown; but now the storm-winds have spirited him away we know not whither; he is gone without leaving so much as a trace behind him, and I inherit nothing but dismay. Nor does the matter end simply with grief for the loss of my father; heaven has laid sorrows upon me of yet another kind; for the chiefs from all our islands, Dulichium, Same, and the woodland island of Zacynthus, as also all the principal men of Ithaca itself, are eating up my house under the pretext of paying their court to my mother, who will neither point blank say that she will not marry, nor yet bring matters to an end; so they are making havoc of my estate, and before long will do so also with myself.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.252–266",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἐπαλαστήσασα προσηύδα Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ δὴ πολλὸν ἀποιχομένου Ὀδυσῆος\nδεύῃ, ὅ κε μνηστῆρσιν ἀναιδέσι χεῖρας ἐφείη.\nεἰ γὰρ νῦν ἐλθὼν δόμου ἐν πρώτῃσι θύρῃσι\nσταίη, ἔχων πήληκα καὶ ἀσπίδα καὶ δύο δοῦρε,\nτοῖος ἐὼν οἷόν μιν ἐγὼ τὰ πρῶτʼ ἐνόησα\nοἴκῳ ἐν ἡμετέρῳ πίνοντά τε τερπόμενόν τε,\nἐξ Ἐφύρης ἀνιόντα παρʼ Ἴλου Μερμερίδαο,\nᾤχετο γὰρ καὶ κεῖσε θοῆς ἐπὶ νηὸς Ὀδυσσεὺς\nφάρμακον ἀνδροφόνον διζήμενος, ὄφρα οἱ εἴη\nἰοὺς χρίεσθαι χαλκήρεας· ἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν οὔ οἱ\nδῶκεν, ἐπεί ῥα θεοὺς νεμεσίζετο αἰὲν ἐόντας,\nἀλλὰ πατήρ οἱ δῶκεν ἐμός· φιλέεσκε γὰρ αἰνῶς,\nτοῖος ἐὼν μνηστῆρσιν ὁμιλήσειεν Ὀδυσσεύς·\nπάντες κʼ ὠκύμοροί τε γενοίατο πικρόγαμοί τε.",
    "en": "“Is that so?” exclaimed Minerva, “then you do indeed want Ulysses home again. Give him his helmet, shield, and a couple of lances, and if he is the man he was when I first knew him in our house, drinking and making merry, he would soon lay his hands about these rascally suitors, were he to stand once more upon his own threshold. He was then coming from Ephyra, where he had been to beg poison for his arrows from Ilus, son of Mermerus. Ilus feared the ever-living gods and would not give him any, but my father let him have some, for he was very fond of him. If Ulysses is the man he then was these suitors will have a short shrift and a sorry wedding."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.267–286",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἦ τοι μὲν ταῦτα θεῶν ἐν γούνασι κεῖται,\nἤ κεν νοστήσας ἀποτίσεται, ἦε καὶ οὐκί,\nοἷσιν ἐνὶ μεγάροισι· σὲ δὲ φράζεσθαι ἄνωγα,\nὅππως κε μνηστῆρας ἀπώσεαι ἐκ μεγάροιο.\nεἰ δʼ ἄγε νῦν ξυνίει καὶ ἐμῶν ἐμπάζεο μύθων·\nαὔριον εἰς ἀγορὴν καλέσας ἥρωας Ἀχαιοὺς\nμῦθον πέφραδε πᾶσι, θεοὶ δʼ ἐπὶ μάρτυροι ἔστων.\nμνηστῆρας μὲν ἐπὶ σφέτερα σκίδνασθαι ἄνωχθι,\nμητέρα δʼ, εἴ οἱ θυμὸς ἐφορμᾶται γαμέεσθαι,\nἂψ ἴτω ἐς μέγαρον πατρὸς μέγα δυναμένοιο·\nοἱ δὲ γάμον τεύξουσι καὶ ἀρτυνέουσιν ἔεδνα\nπολλὰ μάλʼ, ὅσσα ἔοικε φίλης ἐπὶ παιδὸς ἕπεσθαι.\nσοὶ δʼ αὐτῷ πυκινῶς ὑποθήσομαι, αἴ κε πίθηαι·\nνῆʼ ἄρσας ἐρέτῃσιν ἐείκοσιν, ἥ τις ἀρίστη,\nἔρχεο πευσόμενος πατρὸς δὴν οἰχομένοιο,\nἤν τίς τοι εἴπῃσι βροτῶν, ἢ ὄσσαν ἀκούσῃς\nἐκ Διός, ἥ τε μάλιστα φέρει κλέος ἀνθρώποισι.\nπρῶτα μὲν ἐς Πύλον ἐλθὲ καὶ εἴρεο Νέστορα δῖον,\nκεῖθεν δὲ Σπάρτηνδε παρὰ ξανθὸν Μενέλαον·\nὃς γὰρ δεύτατος ἦλθεν Ἀχαιῶν χαλκοχιτώνων.",
    "en": "“But there! It rests with heaven to determine whether he is to return, and take his revenge in his own house or no; I would, however, urge you to set about trying to get rid of these suitors at once. Take my advice, call the Achaean heroes in assembly to-morrow morning, lay your case before them, and call heaven to bear you witness. Bid the suitors take themselves off, each to his own place, and if your mother’s mind is set on marrying again, let her go back to her father, who will find her a husband and provide her with all the marriage gifts that so dear a daughter may expect. As for yourself, let me prevail upon you to take the best ship you can get, with a crew of twenty men, and go in quest of your father who has so long been missing. Some one may tell you something, or (and people often hear things in this way) some heaven-sent message may direct you. First go to Pylos and ask Nestor; thence go on to Sparta and visit Menelaus, for he got home last of all the Achaeans;"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.287–305",
    "orig": "εἰ μέν κεν πατρὸς βίοτον καὶ νόστον ἀκούσῃς,\nἦ τʼ ἂν τρυχόμενός περ ἔτι τλαίης ἐνιαυτόν·\nεἰ δέ κε τεθνηῶτος ἀκούσῃς μηδʼ ἔτʼ ἐόντος,\nνοστήσας δὴ ἔπειτα φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν\nσῆμά τέ οἱ χεῦαι καὶ ἐπὶ κτέρεα κτερεΐξαι\nπολλὰ μάλʼ, ὅσσα ἔοικε, καὶ ἀνέρι μητέρα δοῦναι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν δὴ ταῦτα τελευτήσῃς τε καὶ ἔρξῃς,\nφράζεσθαι δὴ ἔπειτα κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμὸν\nὅππως κε μνηστῆρας ἐνὶ μεγάροισι τεοῖσι\nκτείνῃς ἠὲ δόλῳ ἢ ἀμφαδόν· οὐδέ τί σε χρὴ\nνηπιάας ὀχέειν, ἐπεὶ οὐκέτι τηλίκος ἐσσι.\nἢ οὐκ ἀίεις οἷον κλέος ἔλλαβε δῖος Ὀρέστης\nπάντας ἐπʼ ἀνθρώπους, ἐπεὶ ἔκτανε πατροφονῆα,\nΑἴγισθον δολόμητιν, ὅ οἱ πατέρα κλυτὸν ἔκτα;\nκαὶ σύ, φίλος, μάλα γάρ σʼ ὁρόω καλόν τε μέγαν τε,\nἄλκιμος ἔσσʼ, ἵνα τίς σε καὶ ὀψιγόνων ἐὺ εἴπῃ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν κατελεύσομαι ἤδη\nἠδʼ ἑτάρους, οἵ πού με μάλʼ ἀσχαλόωσι μένοντες·\nσοὶ δʼ αὐτῷ μελέτω, καὶ ἐμῶν ἐμπάζεο μύθων.",
    "en": "if you hear that your father is alive and on his way home, you can put up with the waste these suitors will make for yet another twelve months. If on the other hand you hear of his death, come home at once, celebrate his funeral rites with all due pomp, build a barrow to his memory, and make your mother marry again. Then, having done all this, think it well over in your mind how, by fair means or foul, you may kill these suitors in your own house. You are too old to plead infancy any longer; have you not heard how people are singing Orestes’ praises for having killed his father’s murderer Aegisthus? You are a fine, smart looking fellow; show your mettle, then, and make yourself a name in story. Now, however, I must go back to my ship and to my crew, who will be impatient if I keep them waiting longer; think the matter over for yourself, and remember what I have said to you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.306–324",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nξεῖνʼ, ἦ τοι μὲν ταῦτα φίλα φρονέων ἀγορεύεις,\nὥς τε πατὴρ ᾧ παιδί, καὶ οὔ ποτε λήσομαι αὐτῶν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν ἐπίμεινον, ἐπειγόμενός περ ὁδοῖο,\nὄφρα λοεσσάμενός τε τεταρπόμενός τε φίλον κῆρ,\nδῶρον ἔχων ἐπὶ νῆα κίῃς, χαίρων ἐνὶ θυμῷ,\nτιμῆεν, μάλα καλόν, ὅ τοι κειμήλιον ἔσται\nἐξ ἐμεῦ, οἷα φίλοι ξεῖνοι ξείνοισι διδοῦσι.\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nμή μʼ ἔτι νῦν κατέρυκε, λιλαιόμενόν περ ὁδοῖο.\nδῶρον δʼ ὅττι κέ μοι δοῦναι φίλον ἦτορ ἀνώγῃ,\nαὖτις ἀνερχομένῳ δόμεναι οἶκόνδε φέρεσθαι,\nκαὶ μάλα καλὸν ἑλών· σοὶ δʼ ἄξιον ἔσται ἀμοιβῆς.\nἡ μὲν ἄρʼ ὣς εἰποῦσʼ ἀπέβη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,\nὄρνις δʼ ὣς ἀνόπαια διέπτατο· τῷ δʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nθῆκε μένος καὶ θάρσος, ὑπέμνησέν τέ ἑ πατρὸς\nμᾶλλον ἔτʼ ἢ τὸ πάροιθεν. ὁ δὲ φρεσὶν ᾗσι νοήσας\nθάμβησεν κατὰ θυμόν· ὀίσατο γὰρ θεὸν εἶναι.\nαὐτίκα δὲ μνηστῆρας ἐπῴχετο ἰσόθεος φώς.",
    "en": "“Sir,” answered Telemachus, “it has been very kind of you to talk to me in this way, as though I were your own son, and I will do all you tell me; I know you want to be getting on with your voyage, but stay a little longer till you have taken a bath and refreshed yourself. I will then give you a present, and you shall go on your way rejoicing; I will give you one of great beauty and value, a keepsake such as only dear friends give to one another.”\nMinerva answered, “Do not try to keep me, for I would be on my way at once. As for any present you may be disposed to make me, keep it till I come again, and I will take it home with me. You shall give me a very good one, and I will give you one of no less value in return.”\nWith these words she flew away like a bird into the air, but she had given Telemachus courage, and had made him think more than ever about his father. He felt the change, wondered at it, and knew that the stranger had been a god, so he went straight to where the suitors were sitting."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.325–344",
    "orig": "τοῖσι δʼ ἀοιδὸς ἄειδε περικλυτός, οἱ δὲ σιωπῇ\nἥατʼ ἀκούοντες· ὁ δʼ Ἀχαιῶν νόστον ἄειδε\nλυγρόν, ὃν ἐκ Τροίης ἐπετείλατο Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη.\nτοῦ δʼ ὑπερωιόθεν φρεσὶ σύνθετο θέσπιν ἀοιδὴν\nκούρη Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nκλίμακα δʼ ὑψηλὴν κατεβήσετο οἷο δόμοιο,\nοὐκ οἴη, ἅμα τῇ γε καὶ ἀμφίπολοι δύʼ ἕποντο.\nἡ δʼ ὅτε δὴ μνηστῆρας ἀφίκετο δῖα γυναικῶν,\nστῆ ῥα παρὰ σταθμὸν τέγεος πύκα ποιητοῖο,\nἄντα παρειάων σχομένη λιπαρὰ κρήδεμνα·\nἀμφίπολος δʼ ἄρα οἱ κεδνὴ ἑκάτερθε παρέστη.\nδακρύσασα δʼ ἔπειτα προσηύδα θεῖον ἀοιδόν·\nΦήμιε, πολλὰ γὰρ ἄλλα βροτῶν θελκτήρια οἶδας,\nἔργʼ ἀνδρῶν τε θεῶν τε, τά τε κλείουσιν ἀοιδοί·\nτῶν ἕν γέ σφιν ἄειδε παρήμενος, οἱ δὲ σιωπῇ\nοἶνον πινόντων· ταύτης δʼ ἀποπαύεʼ ἀοιδῆς\nλυγρῆς, ἥ τέ μοι αἰεὶ ἐνὶ στήθεσσι φίλον κῆρ\nτείρει, ἐπεί με μάλιστα καθίκετο πένθος ἄλαστον.\nτοίην γὰρ κεφαλὴν ποθέω μεμνημένη αἰεί,\nἀνδρός, τοῦ κλέος εὐρὺ καθʼ Ἑλλάδα καὶ μέσον Ἄργος.",
    "en": "Phemius was still singing, and his hearers sat rapt in silence as he told the sad tale of the return from Troy, and the ills Minerva had laid upon the Achaeans. Penelope, daughter of Icarius, heard his song from her room upstairs, and came down by the great staircase, not alone, but attended by two of her handmaids. When she reached the suitors she stood by one of the bearing posts that supported the roof of the cloisters with a staid maiden on either side of her. She held a veil, moreover, before her face, and was weeping bitterly.\n“Phemius,” she cried, “you know many another feat of gods and heroes, such as poets love to celebrate. Sing the suitors some one of these, and let them drink their wine in silence, but cease this sad tale, for it breaks my sorrowful heart, and reminds me of my lost husband whom I mourn ever without ceasing, and whose name was great over all Hellas and middle Argos.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.345–359",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nμῆτερ ἐμή, τί τʼ ἄρα φθονέεις ἐρίηρον ἀοιδὸν\nτέρπειν ὅππῃ οἱ νόος ὄρνυται; οὔ νύ τʼ ἀοιδοὶ\nαἴτιοι, ἀλλά ποθι Ζεὺς αἴτιος, ὅς τε δίδωσιν\nἀνδράσιν ἀλφηστῇσιν, ὅπως ἐθέλῃσιν, ἑκάστῳ.\nτούτῳ δʼ οὐ νέμεσις Δαναῶν κακὸν οἶτον ἀείδειν·\nτὴν γὰρ ἀοιδὴν μᾶλλον ἐπικλείουσʼ ἄνθρωποι,\nἥ τις ἀκουόντεσσι νεωτάτη ἀμφιπέληται.\nσοὶ δʼ ἐπιτολμάτω κραδίη καὶ θυμὸς ἀκούειν·\nοὐ γὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς οἶος ἀπώλεσε νόστιμον ἦμαρ\nἐν Τροίῃ, πολλοὶ δὲ καὶ ἄλλοι φῶτες ὄλοντο.\nἀλλʼ εἰς οἶκον ἰοῦσα τὰ σʼ αὐτῆς ἔργα κόμιζε,\nἱστόν τʼ ἠλακάτην τε, καὶ ἀμφιπόλοισι κέλευε\nἔργον ἐποίχεσθαι· μῦθος δʼ ἄνδρεσσι μελήσει\nπᾶσι, μάλιστα δʼ ἐμοί· τοῦ γὰρ κράτος ἔστʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ.",
    "en": "“Mother,” answered Telemachus, “let the bard sing what he has a mind to; bards do not make the ills they sing of; it is Jove, not they, who makes them, and who sends weal or woe upon mankind according to his own good pleasure. This fellow means no harm by singing the ill-fated return of the Danaans, for people always applaud the latest songs most warmly. Make up your mind to it and bear it; Ulysses is not the only man who never came back from Troy, but many another went down as well as he. Go, then, within the house and busy yourself with your daily duties, your loom, your distaff, and the ordering of your servants; for speech is man’s matter, and mine above all others, for it is I who am master here.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.360–380",
    "orig": "ἡ μὲν θαμβήσασα πάλιν οἶκόνδε βεβήκει·\nπαιδὸς γὰρ μῦθον πεπνυμένον ἔνθετο θυμῷ.\nἐς δʼ ὑπερῷʼ ἀναβᾶσα σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξὶ\nκλαῖεν ἔπειτʼ Ὀδυσῆα φίλον πόσιν, ὄφρα οἱ ὕπνον\nἡδὺν ἐπὶ βλεφάροισι βάλε γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ὁμάδησαν ἀνὰ μέγαρα σκιόεντα,\nπάντες δʼ ἠρήσαντο παραὶ λεχέεσσι κλιθῆναι.\nτοῖσι δὲ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἤρχετο μύθων·\nμητρὸς ἐμῆς μνηστῆρες ὑπέρβιον ὕβριν ἔχοντες,\nνῦν μὲν δαινύμενοι τερπώμεθα, μηδὲ βοητὺς\nἔστω, ἐπεὶ τόδε καλὸν ἀκουέμεν ἐστὶν ἀοιδοῦ\nτοιοῦδʼ οἷος ὅδʼ ἐστί, θεοῖς ἐναλίγκιος αὐδήν.\nἠῶθεν δʼ ἀγορήνδε καθεζώμεσθα κιόντες\nπάντες, ἵνʼ ὕμιν μῦθον ἀπηλεγέως ἀποείπω,\nἐξιέναι μεγάρων· ἄλλας δʼ ἀλεγύνετε δαῖτας,\nὑμὰ κτήματʼ ἔδοντες, ἀμειβόμενοι κατὰ οἴκους.\nεἰ δʼ ὕμιν δοκέει τόδε λωίτερον καὶ ἄμεινον\nἔμμεναι, ἀνδρὸς ἑνὸς βίοτον νήποινον ὀλέσθαι,\nκείρετʼ· ἐγὼ δὲ θεοὺς ἐπιβώσομαι αἰὲν ἐόντας,\nαἴ κέ ποθι Ζεὺς δῷσι παλίντιτα ἔργα γενέσθαι·\nνήποινοί κεν ἔπειτα δόμων ἔντοσθεν ὄλοισθε.",
    "en": "She went wondering back into the house, and laid her son’s saying in her heart. Then, going upstairs with her handmaids into her room, she mourned her dear husband till Minerva shed sweet sleep over her eyes. But the suitors were clamorous throughout the covered cloisters, and prayed each one that he might be her bed fellow.\nThen Telemachus spoke, “Shameless,” he cried, “and insolent suitors, let us feast at our pleasure now, and let there be no brawling, for it is a rare thing to hear a man with such a divine voice as Phemius has; but in the morning meet me in full assembly that I may give you formal notice to depart, and feast at one another’s houses, turn and turn about, at your own cost. If on the other hand you choose to persist in spunging upon one man, heaven help me, but Jove shall reckon with you in full, and when you fall in my father’s house there shall be no man to avenge you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.381–398",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ὀδὰξ ἐν χείλεσι φύντες\nΤηλέμαχον θαύμαζον, ὃ θαρσαλέως ἀγόρευεν.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀντίνοος προσέφη, Εὐπείθεος υἱός·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, ἦ μάλα δή σε διδάσκουσιν θεοὶ αὐτοὶ\nὑψαγόρην τʼ ἔμεναι καὶ θαρσαλέως ἀγορεύειν·\nμὴ σέ γʼ ἐν ἀμφιάλῳ Ἰθάκῃ βασιλῆα Κρονίων\nποιήσειεν, ὅ τοι γενεῇ πατρώιόν ἐστιν.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἈντίνοʼ, ἦ καί μοι νεμεσήσεαι ὅττι κεν εἴπω;\nκαί κεν τοῦτʼ ἐθέλοιμι Διός γε διδόντος ἀρέσθαι.\nἦ φῂς τοῦτο κάκιστον ἐν ἀνθρώποισι τετύχθαι;\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τι κακὸν βασιλευέμεν· αἶψά τέ οἱ δῶ\nἀφνειὸν πέλεται καὶ τιμηέστερος αὐτός.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι βασιλῆες Ἀχαιῶν εἰσὶ καὶ ἄλλοι\nπολλοὶ ἐν ἀμφιάλῳ Ἰθάκῃ, νέοι ἠδὲ παλαιοί,\nτῶν κέν τις τόδʼ ἔχῃσιν, ἐπεὶ θάνε δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν οἴκοιο ἄναξ ἔσομʼ ἡμετέροιο\nκαὶ δμώων, οὕς μοι ληίσσατο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.",
    "en": "The suitors bit their lips as they heard him, and marvelled at the boldness of his speech. Then, Antinous, son of Eupeithes, said, “The gods seem to have given you lessons in bluster and tall talking; may Jove never grant you to be chief in Ithaca as your father was before you.”\nTelemachus answered, “Antinous, do not chide with me, but, god willing, I will be chief too if I can. Is this the worst fate you can think of for me? It is no bad thing to be a chief, for it brings both riches and honour. Still, now that Ulysses is dead there are many great men in Ithaca both old and young, and some other may take the lead among them; nevertheless I will be chief in my own house, and will rule those whom Ulysses has won for me.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.399–411",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρύμαχος Πολύβου πάϊς ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, ἦ τοι ταῦτα θεῶν ἐν γούνασι κεῖται,\nὅς τις ἐν ἀμφιάλῳ Ἰθάκῃ βασιλεύσει Ἀχαιῶν·\nκτήματα δʼ αὐτὸς ἔχοις καὶ δώμασιν οἷσιν ἀνάσσοις.\nμὴ γὰρ ὅ γʼ ἔλθοι ἀνὴρ ὅς τίς σʼ ἀέκοντα βίηφιν\nκτήματʼ ἀπορραίσει, Ἰθάκης ἔτι ναιετοώσης.\nἀλλʼ ἐθέλω σε, φέριστε, περὶ ξείνοιο ἐρέσθαι,\nὁππόθεν οὗτος ἀνήρ, ποίης δʼ ἐξ εὔχεται εἶναι\nγαίης, ποῦ δέ νύ οἱ γενεὴ καὶ πατρὶς ἄρουρα.\nἠέ τινʼ ἀγγελίην πατρὸς φέρει ἐρχομένοιο,\nἦ ἑὸν αὐτοῦ χρεῖος ἐελδόμενος τόδʼ ἱκάνει;\nοἷον ἀναΐξας ἄφαρ οἴχεται, οὐδʼ ὑπέμεινε\nγνώμεναι· οὐ μὲν γάρ τι κακῷ εἰς ὦπα ἐῴκει.",
    "en": "Then Eurymachus, son of Polybus, answered, “It rests with heaven to decide who shall be chief among us, but you shall be master in your own house and over your own possessions; no one while there is a man in Ithaca shall do you violence nor rob you. And now, my good fellow, I want to know about this stranger. What country does he come from? Of what family is he, and where is his estate? Has he brought you news about the return of your father, or was he on business of his own? He seemed a well to do man, but he hurried off so suddenly that he was gone in a moment before we could get to know him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.412–424",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nΕὐρύμαχʼ, ἦ τοι νόστος ἀπώλετο πατρὸς ἐμοῖο·\nοὔτʼ οὖν ἀγγελίῃ ἔτι πείθομαι, εἴ ποθεν ἔλθοι,\nοὔτε θεοπροπίης ἐμπάζομαι, ἥν τινα μήτηρ\nἐς μέγαρον καλέσασα θεοπρόπον ἐξερέηται.\nξεῖνος δʼ οὗτος ἐμὸς πατρώιος ἐκ Τάφου ἐστίν,\nΜέντης δʼ Ἀγχιάλοιο δαΐφρονος εὔχεται εἶναι\nυἱός, ἀτὰρ Ταφίοισι φιληρέτμοισιν ἀνάσσει.\nὣς φάτο Τηλέμαχος, φρεσὶ δʼ ἀθανάτην θεὸν ἔγνω.\nοἱ δʼ εἰς ὀρχηστύν τε καὶ ἱμερόεσσαν ἀοιδὴν\nτρεψάμενοι τέρποντο, μένον δʼ ἐπὶ ἕσπερον ἐλθεῖν.\nτοῖσι δὲ τερπομένοισι μέλας ἐπὶ ἕσπερος ἦλθε·\nδὴ τότε κακκείοντες ἔβαν οἶκόνδε ἕκαστος.",
    "en": "“My father is dead and gone,” answered Telemachus, “and even if some rumour reaches me I put no more faith in it now. My mother does indeed sometimes send for a soothsayer and question him, but I give his prophecyings no heed. As for the stranger, he was Mentes, son of Anchialus, chief of the Taphians, an old friend of my father’s.” But in his heart he knew that it had been the goddess.\nThe suitors then returned to their singing and dancing until the evening; but when night fell upon their pleasuring they went home to bed each in his own abode."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 1.425–444",
    "orig": "Τηλέμαχος δʼ, ὅθι οἱ θάλαμος περικαλλέος αὐλῆς\nὑψηλὸς δέδμητο περισκέπτῳ ἐνὶ χώρῳ,\nἔνθʼ ἔβη εἰς εὐνὴν πολλὰ φρεσὶ μερμηρίζων.\nτῷ δʼ ἄρʼ ἅμʼ αἰθομένας δαΐδας φέρε κεδνὰ ἰδυῖα\nΕὐρύκλειʼ, Ὦπος θυγάτηρ Πεισηνορίδαο,\nτήν ποτε Λαέρτης πρίατο κτεάτεσσιν ἑοῖσιν\nπρωθήβην ἔτʼ ἐοῦσαν, ἐεικοσάβοια δʼ ἔδωκεν,\nἶσα δέ μιν κεδνῇ ἀλόχῳ τίεν ἐν μεγάροισιν,\nεὐνῇ δʼ οὔ ποτʼ ἔμικτο, χόλον δʼ ἀλέεινε γυναικός·\nἥ οἱ ἅμʼ αἰθομένας δαΐδας φέρε, καί ἑ μάλιστα\nδμῳάων φιλέεσκε, καὶ ἔτρεφε τυτθὸν ἐόντα.\nὤιξεν δὲ θύρας θαλάμου πύκα ποιητοῖο,\nἕζετο δʼ ἐν λέκτρῳ, μαλακὸν δʼ ἔκδυνε χιτῶνα·\nκαὶ τὸν μὲν γραίης πυκιμηδέος ἔμβαλε χερσίν.\nἡ μὲν τὸν πτύξασα καὶ ἀσκήσασα χιτῶνα,\nπασσάλῳ ἀγκρεμάσασα παρὰ τρητοῖσι λέχεσσι\nβῆ ῥʼ ἴμεν ἐκ θαλάμοιο, θύρην δʼ ἐπέρυσσε κορώνῃ\nἀργυρέῃ, ἐπὶ δὲ κληῖδʼ ἐτάνυσσεν ἱμάντι.\nἔνθʼ ὅ γε παννύχιος, κεκαλυμμένος οἰὸς ἀώτῳ,\nβούλευε φρεσὶν ᾗσιν ὁδὸν τὴν πέφραδʼ Ἀθήνη.",
    "en": "Telemachus’s room was high up in a tower that looked on to the outer court; hither, then, he hied, brooding and full of thought. A good old woman, Euryclea, daughter of Ops, the son of Pisenor, went before him with a couple of blazing torches. Laertes had bought her with his own money when she was quite young; he gave the worth of twenty oxen for her, and shewed as much respect to her in his household as he did to his own wedded wife, but he did not take her to his bed for he feared his wife’s resentment. She it was who now lighted Telemachus to his room, and she loved him better than any of the other women in the house did, for she had nursed him when he was a baby. He opened the door of his bed room and sat down upon the bed; as he took off his shirt he gave it to the good old woman, who folded it tidily up, and hung it for him over a peg by his bed side, after which she went out, pulled the door to by a silver catch, and drew the bolt home by means of the strap. But Telemachus as he lay covered with a woollen fleece kept thinking all night through of his intended voyage and of the counsel that Minerva had given him."
   }
  ],
  "2": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.1–14",
    "orig": "ἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nὤρνυτʼ ἄρʼ ἐξ εὐνῆφιν Ὀδυσσῆος φίλος υἱὸς\nεἵματα ἑσσάμενος, περὶ δὲ ξίφος ὀξὺ θέτʼ ὤμῳ,\nποσσὶ δʼ ὑπὸ λιπαροῖσιν ἐδήσατο καλὰ πέδιλα,\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεν ἐκ θαλάμοιο θεῷ ἐναλίγκιος ἄντην.\nαἶψα δὲ κηρύκεσσι λιγυφθόγγοισι κέλευσε\nκηρύσσειν ἀγορήνδε κάρη κομόωντας Ἀχαιούς.\nοἱ μὲν ἐκήρυσσον, τοὶ δʼ ἠγείροντο μάλʼ ὦκα.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἤγερθεν ὁμηγερέες τʼ ἐγένοντο,\nβῆ ῥʼ ἴμεν εἰς ἀγορήν, παλάμῃ δʼ ἔχε χάλκεον ἔγχος,\nοὐκ οἶος, ἅμα τῷ γε δύω κύνες ἀργοὶ ἕποντο.\nθεσπεσίην δʼ ἄρα τῷ γε χάριν κατέχευεν Ἀθήνη.\nτὸν δʼ ἄρα πάντες λαοὶ ἐπερχόμενον θηεῦντο·\nἕζετο δʼ ἐν πατρὸς θώκῳ, εἶξαν δὲ γέροντες.",
    "en": "Now when the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared Telemachus rose and dressed himself. He bound his sandals on to his comely feet, girded his sword about his shoulder, and left his room looking like an immortal god. He at once sent the criers round to call the people in assembly, so they called them and the people gathered thereon; then, when they were got together, he went to the place of assembly spear in hand, not alone, for his two hounds went with him. Minerva endowed him with a presence of such divine comeliness that all marvelled at him as he went by, and when he took his place in his father’s seat even the oldest councillors made way for him."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.15–34",
    "orig": "τοῖσι δʼ ἔπειθʼ ἥρως Αἰγύπτιος ἦρχʼ ἀγορεύειν,\nὃς δὴ γήραϊ κυφὸς ἔην καὶ μυρία ᾔδη.\nκαὶ γὰρ τοῦ φίλος υἱὸς ἅμʼ ἀντιθέῳ Ὀδυσῆι\nἼλιον εἰς ἐύπωλον ἔβη κοίλῃς ἐνὶ νηυσίν,\nἌντιφος αἰχμητής· τὸν δʼ ἄγριος ἔκτανε Κύκλωψ\nἐν σπῆι γλαφυρῷ, πύματον δʼ ὡπλίσσατο δόρπον.\nτρεῖς δέ οἱ ἄλλοι ἔσαν, καὶ ὁ μὲν μνηστῆρσιν ὁμίλει,\nΕὐρύνομος, δύο δʼ αἰὲν ἔχον πατρώια ἔργα.\nἀλλʼ οὐδʼ ὣς τοῦ λήθετʼ ὀδυρόμενος καὶ ἀχεύων.\nτοῦ ὅ γε δάκρυ χέων ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπε·\nκέκλυτε δὴ νῦν μευ, Ἰθακήσιοι, ὅττι κεν εἴπω·\nοὔτε ποθʼ ἡμετέρη ἀγορὴ γένετʼ οὔτε θόωκος\nἐξ οὗ Ὀδυσσεὺς δῖος ἔβη κοίλῃς ἐνὶ νηυσί.\nνῦν δὲ τίς ὧδʼ ἤγειρε; τίνα χρειὼ τόσον ἵκει\nἠὲ νέων ἀνδρῶν ἢ οἳ προγενέστεροί εἰσιν;\nἠέ τινʼ ἀγγελίην στρατοῦ ἔκλυεν ἐρχομένοιο,\nἥν χʼ ἡμῖν σάφα εἴποι, ὅτε πρότερός γε πύθοιτο;\nἦέ τι δήμιον ἄλλο πιφαύσκεται ἠδʼ ἀγορεύει;\nἐσθλός μοι δοκεῖ εἶναι, ὀνήμενος. εἴθε οἱ αὐτῷ\nΖεὺς ἀγαθὸν τελέσειεν, ὅτι φρεσὶν ᾗσι μενοινᾷ.",
    "en": "Aegyptius, a man bent double with age, and of infinite experience, was the first to speak. His son Antiphus had gone with Ulysses to Ilius, land of noble steeds, but the savage Cyclops had killed him when they were all shut up in the cave, and had cooked his last dinner for him. He had three sons left, of whom two still worked on their father’s land, while the third, Eurynomus, was one of the suitors; nevertheless their father could not get over the loss of Antiphus, and was still weeping for him when he began his speech.\n“Men of Ithaca,” he said, “hear my words. From the day Ulysses left us there has been no meeting of our councillors until now; who then can it be, whether old or young, that finds it so necessary to convene us? Has he got wind of some host approaching, and does he wish to warn us, or would he speak upon some other matter of public moment? I am sure he is an excellent person, and I hope Jove will grant him his heart’s desire.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.35–54",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, χαῖρε δὲ φήμῃ Ὀδυσσῆος φίλος υἱός,\nοὐδʼ ἄρʼ ἔτι δὴν ἧστο, μενοίνησεν δʼ ἀγορεύειν,\nστῆ δὲ μέσῃ ἀγορῇ· σκῆπτρον δέ οἱ ἔμβαλε χειρὶ\nκῆρυξ Πεισήνωρ πεπνυμένα μήδεα εἰδώς.\nπρῶτον ἔπειτα γέροντα καθαπτόμενος προσέειπεν·\nὦ γέρον, οὐχ ἑκὰς οὗτος ἀνήρ, τάχα δʼ εἴσεαι αὐτός,\nὃς λαὸν ἤγειρα· μάλιστα δέ μʼ ἄλγος ἱκάνει.\nοὔτε τινʼ ἀγγελίην στρατοῦ ἔκλυον ἐρχομένοιο,\nἥν χʼ ὑμῖν σάφα εἴπω, ὅτε πρότερός γε πυθοίμην,\nοὔτε τι δήμιον ἄλλο πιφαύσκομαι οὐδʼ ἀγορεύω,\nἀλλʼ ἐμὸν αὐτοῦ χρεῖος, ὅ μοι κακὰ ἔμπεσεν οἴκῳ\nδοιά· τὸ μὲν πατέρʼ ἐσθλὸν ἀπώλεσα, ὅς ποτʼ ἐν ὑμῖν\nτοίσδεσσιν βασίλευε, πατὴρ δʼ ὣς ἤπιος ἦεν·\nνῦν δʼ αὖ καὶ πολὺ μεῖζον, ὃ δὴ τάχα οἶκον ἅπαντα\nπάγχυ διαρραίσει, βίοτον δʼ ἀπὸ πάμπαν ὀλέσσει.\nμητέρι μοι μνηστῆρες ἐπέχραον οὐκ ἐθελούσῃ,\nτῶν ἀνδρῶν φίλοι υἷες, οἳ ἐνθάδε γʼ εἰσὶν ἄριστοι,\nοἳ πατρὸς μὲν ἐς οἶκον ἀπερρίγασι νέεσθαι\nἸκαρίου, ὥς κʼ αὐτὸς ἐεδνώσαιτο θύγατρα,\nδοίη δʼ ᾧ κʼ ἐθέλοι καί οἱ κεχαρισμένος ἔλθοι·",
    "en": "Telemachus took this speech as of good omen and rose at once, for he was bursting with what he had to say. He stood in the middle of the assembly and the good herald Pisenor brought him his staff. Then, turning to Aegyptius, “Sir,” said he, “it is I, as you will shortly learn, who have convened you, for it is I who am the most aggrieved. I have not got wind of any host approaching about which I would warn you, nor is there any matter of public moment on which I would speak. My grievance is purely personal, and turns on two great misfortunes which have fallen upon my house. The first of these is the loss of my excellent father, who was chief among all you here present, and was like a father to every one of you; the second is much more serious, and ere long will be the utter ruin of my estate. The sons of all the chief men among you are pestering my mother to marry them against her will."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.55–67",
    "orig": "οἱ δʼ εἰς ἡμέτερον πωλεύμενοι ἤματα πάντα,\nβοῦς ἱερεύοντες καὶ ὄις καὶ πίονας αἶγας\nεἰλαπινάζουσιν πίνουσί τε αἴθοπα οἶνον\nμαψιδίως· τὰ δὲ πολλὰ κατάνεται. οὐ γὰρ ἔπʼ ἀνήρ,\nοἷος Ὀδυσσεὺς ἔσκεν, ἀρὴν ἀπὸ οἴκου ἀμῦναι.\nἡμεῖς δʼ οὔ νύ τι τοῖοι ἀμυνέμεν· ἦ καὶ ἔπειτα\nλευγαλέοι τʼ ἐσόμεσθα καὶ οὐ δεδαηκότες ἀλκήν.\nἦ τʼ ἂν ἀμυναίμην, εἴ μοι δύναμίς γε παρείη.\nοὐ γὰρ ἔτʼ ἀνσχετὰ ἔργα τετεύχαται, οὐδʼ ἔτι καλῶς\nοἶκος ἐμὸς διόλωλε. νεμεσσήθητε καὶ αὐτοί,\nἄλλους τʼ αἰδέσθητε περικτίονας ἀνθρώπους,\nοἳ περιναιετάουσι· θεῶν δʼ ὑποδείσατε μῆνιν,\nμή τι μεταστρέψωσιν ἀγασσάμενοι κακὰ ἔργα.",
    "en": "They are afraid to go to her father Icarius, asking him to choose the one he likes best, and to provide marriage gifts for his daughter, but day by day they keep hanging about my father’s house, sacrificing our oxen, sheep, and fat goats for their banquets, and never giving so much as a thought to the quantity of wine they drink. No estate can stand such recklessness; we have now no Ulysses to ward off harm from our doors, and I cannot hold my own against them. I shall never all my days be as good a man as he was, still I would indeed defend myself if I had power to do so, for I cannot stand such treatment any longer; my house is being disgraced and ruined. Have respect, therefore, to your own consciences and to public opinion. Fear, too, the wrath of heaven, lest the gods should be displeased and turn upon you."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.68–79",
    "orig": "λίσσομαι ἠμὲν Ζηνὸς Ὀλυμπίου ἠδὲ Θέμιστος,\nἥ τʼ ἀνδρῶν ἀγορὰς ἠμὲν λύει ἠδὲ καθίζει·\nσχέσθε, φίλοι, καί μʼ οἶον ἐάσατε πένθεϊ λυγρῷ\nτείρεσθʼ, εἰ μή πού τι πατὴρ ἐμὸς ἐσθλὸς Ὀδυσσεὺς\nδυσμενέων κάκʼ ἔρεξεν ἐυκνήμιδας Ἀχαιούς,\nτῶν μʼ ἀποτινύμενοι κακὰ ῥέζετε δυσμενέοντες,\nτούτους ὀτρύνοντες. ἐμοὶ δέ κε κέρδιον εἴη\nὑμέας ἐσθέμεναι κειμήλιά τε πρόβασίν τε.\nεἴ χʼ ὑμεῖς γε φάγοιτε, τάχʼ ἄν ποτε καὶ τίσις εἴη·\nτόφρα γὰρ ἂν κατὰ ἄστυ ποτιπτυσσοίμεθα μύθῳ\nχρήματʼ ἀπαιτίζοντες, ἕως κʼ ἀπὸ πάντα δοθείη·\nνῦν δέ μοι ἀπρήκτους ὀδύνας ἐμβάλλετε θυμῷ.",
    "en": "I pray you by Jove and Themis, who is the beginning and the end of councils, [do not] hold back, my friends, and leave me singlehanded, unless it be that my brave father Ulysses did some wrong to the Achaeans which you would now avenge on me, by aiding and abetting these suitors. Moreover, if I am to be eaten out of house and home at all, I had rather you did the eating yourselves, for I could then take action against you to some purpose, and serve you with notices from house to house till I got paid in full, whereas now I have no remedy.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.80–93",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο χωόμενος, ποτὶ δὲ σκῆπτρον βάλε γαίῃ\nδάκρυʼ ἀναπρήσας· οἶκτος δʼ ἕλε λαὸν ἅπαντα.\nἔνθʼ ἄλλοι μὲν πάντες ἀκὴν ἔσαν, οὐδέ τις ἔτλη\nΤηλέμαχον μύθοισιν ἀμείψασθαι χαλεποῖσιν·\nἈντίνοος δέ μιν οἶος ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπε·\nΤηλέμαχʼ ὑψαγόρη, μένος ἄσχετε, ποῖον ἔειπες\nἡμέας αἰσχύνων· ἐθέλοις δέ κε μῶμον ἀνάψαι.\nσοὶ δʼ οὔ τι μνηστῆρες Ἀχαιῶν αἴτιοί εἰσιν,\nἀλλὰ φίλη μήτηρ, ἥ τοι πέρι κέρδεα οἶδεν.\nἤδη γὰρ τρίτον ἐστὶν ἔτος, τάχα δʼ εἶσι τέταρτον,\nἐξ οὗ ἀτέμβει θυμὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν Ἀχαιῶν.\nπάντας μέν ῥʼ ἔλπει καὶ ὑπίσχεται ἀνδρὶ ἑκάστῳ\nἀγγελίας προϊεῖσα, νόος δέ οἱ ἄλλα μενοινᾷ.\nἡ δὲ δόλον τόνδʼ ἄλλον ἐνὶ φρεσὶ μερμήριξε·",
    "en": "With this Telemachus dashed his staff to the ground and burst into tears. Every one was very sorry for him, but they all sat still and no one ventured to make him an angry answer, save only Antinous, who spoke thus:\n“Telemachus, insolent braggart that you are, how dare you try to throw the blame upon us suitors? It is your mother’s fault not ours, for she is a very artful woman. This three years past, and close on four, she had been driving us out of our minds, by encouraging each one of us, and sending him messages without meaning one word of what she says. And then there was that other trick she played us."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.94–112",
    "orig": "στησαμένη μέγαν ἱστὸν ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ὕφαινε,\nλεπτὸν καὶ περίμετρον· ἄφαρ δʼ ἡμῖν μετέειπε·\nκοῦροι ἐμοὶ μνηστῆρες, ἐπεὶ θάνε δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nμίμνετʼ ἐπειγόμενοι τὸν ἐμὸν γάμον, εἰς ὅ κε φᾶρος\nἐκτελέσω, μή μοι μεταμώνια νήματʼ ὄληται,\nΛαέρτῃ ἥρωι ταφήιον, εἰς ὅτε κέν μιν\nμοῖρʼ ὀλοὴ καθέλῃσι τανηλεγέος θανάτοιο,\nμή τίς μοι κατὰ δῆμον Ἀχαιϊάδων νεμεσήσῃ.\nαἴ κεν ἄτερ σπείρου κεῖται πολλὰ κτεατίσσας.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, ἡμῖν δʼ αὖτʼ ἐπεπείθετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.\nἔνθα καὶ ἠματίη μὲν ὑφαίνεσκεν μέγαν ἱστόν,\nνύκτας δʼ ἀλλύεσκεν, ἐπεὶ δαΐδας παραθεῖτο.\nὣς τρίετες μὲν ἔληθε δόλῳ καὶ ἔπειθεν Ἀχαιούς·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε τέτρατον ἦλθεν ἔτος καὶ ἐπήλυθον ὧραι,\nκαὶ τότε δή τις ἔειπε γυναικῶν, ἣ σάφα ᾔδη,\nκαὶ τήν γʼ ἀλλύουσαν ἐφεύρομεν ἀγλαὸν ἱστόν.\nὣς τὸ μὲν ἐξετέλεσσε καὶ οὐκ ἐθέλουσʼ ὑπʼ ἀνάγκης·\nσοὶ δʼ ὧδε μνηστῆρες ὑποκρίνονται, ἵνʼ εἰδῇς\nαὐτὸς σῷ θυμῷ, εἰδῶσι δὲ πάντες Ἀχαιοί·",
    "en": "She set up a great tambour frame in her room, and began to work on an enormous piece of fine needlework. ‘Sweet hearts,’ said she, ‘Ulysses is indeed dead, still do not press me to marry again immediately, wait, for I would not have skill in needlework perish unrecorded, till I have completed a pall for the hero Laertes, to be in readiness against the time when death shall take him. He is very rich, and the women of the place will talk if he is laid out without a pall.’\n“This was what she said, and we assented; whereon we could see her working on her great web all day long, but at night she would unpick the stitches again by torchlight. She fooled us in this way for three years and we never found her out, but as time wore on and she was now in her fourth year, one of her maids who knew what she was doing told us, and we caught her in the act of undoing her work, so she had to finish it whether she would or no."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.113–128",
    "orig": "μητέρα σὴν ἀπόπεμψον, ἄνωχθι δέ μιν γαμέεσθαι\nτῷ ὅτεῴ τε πατὴρ κέλεται καὶ ἁνδάνει αὐτῇ.\nεἰ δʼ ἔτʼ ἀνιήσει γε πολὺν χρόνον υἷας Ἀχαιῶν,\nτὰ φρονέουσʼ ἀνὰ θυμόν, ὅ οἱ πέρι δῶκεν Ἀθήνη\nἔργα τʼ ἐπίστασθαι περικαλλέα καὶ φρένας ἐσθλὰς\nκέρδεά θʼ, οἷʼ οὔ πώ τινʼ ἀκούομεν οὐδὲ παλαιῶν,\nτάων αἳ πάρος ἦσαν ἐυπλοκαμῖδες Ἀχαιαί,\nΤυρώ τʼ Ἀλκμήνη τε ἐυστέφανός τε Μυκήνη·\nτάων οὔ τις ὁμοῖα νοήματα Πηνελοπείῃ\nᾔδη· ἀτὰρ μὲν τοῦτό γʼ ἐναίσιμον οὐκ ἐνόησε.\nτόφρα γὰρ οὖν βίοτόν τε τεὸν καὶ κτήματʼ ἔδονται,\nὄφρα κε κείνη τοῦτον ἔχῃ νόον, ὅν τινά οἱ νῦν\nἐν στήθεσσι τιθεῖσι θεοί. μέγα μὲν κλέος αὐτῇ\nποιεῖτʼ, αὐτὰρ σοί γε ποθὴν πολέος βιότοιο.\nἡμεῖς δʼ οὔτʼ ἐπὶ ἔργα πάρος γʼ ἴμεν οὔτε πῃ ἄλλῃ,\nπρίν γʼ αὐτὴν γήμασθαι Ἀχαιῶν ᾧ κʼ ἐθέλῃσι.",
    "en": "The suitors, therefore, make you this answer, that both you and the Achaeans may understand, ‘Send your mother away, and bid her marry the man of her own and of her father’s choice’; for I do not know what will happen if she goes on plaguing us much longer with the airs she gives herself on the score of the accomplishments Minerva has taught her, and because she is so clever. We never yet heard of such a woman; we know all about Tyro, Alcmena, Mycene, and the famous women of old, but they were nothing to your mother any one of them. It was not fair of her to treat us in that way, and as long as she continues in the mind with which heaven has now endowed her, so long shall we go on eating up your estate; and I do not see why she should change, for she gets all the honour and glory, and it is you who pay for it, not she. Understand, then, that we will not go back to our lands, neither here nor elsewhere, till she has made her choice and married some one or other of us.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.129–145",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἈντίνοʼ, οὔ πως ἔστι δόμων ἀέκουσαν ἀπῶσαι\nἥ μʼ ἔτεχʼ, ἥ μʼ ἔθρεψε· πατὴρ δʼ ἐμὸς ἄλλοθι γαίης,\nζώει ὅ γʼ ἦ τέθνηκε· κακὸν δέ με πόλλʼ ἀποτίνειν\nἸκαρίῳ, αἴ κʼ αὐτὸς ἑκὼν ἀπὸ μητέρα πέμψω.\nἐκ γὰρ τοῦ πατρὸς κακὰ πείσομαι, ἄλλα δὲ δαίμων\nδώσει, ἐπεὶ μήτηρ στυγερὰς ἀρήσετʼ ἐρινῦς\nοἴκου ἀπερχομένη· νέμεσις δέ μοι ἐξ ἀνθρώπων\nἔσσεται· ὣς οὐ τοῦτον ἐγώ ποτε μῦθον ἐνίψω.\nὑμέτερος δʼ εἰ μὲν θυμὸς νεμεσίζεται αὐτῶν,\nἔξιτέ μοι μεγάρων, ἄλλας δʼ ἀλεγύνετε δαῖτας\nὑμὰ κτήματʼ ἔδοντες ἀμειβόμενοι κατὰ οἴκους.\nεἰ δʼ ὑμῖν δοκέει τόδε λωίτερον καὶ ἄμεινον\nἔμμεναι, ἀνδρὸς ἑνὸς βίοτον νήποινον ὀλέσθαι,\nκείρετʼ· ἐγὼ δὲ θεοὺς ἐπιβώσομαι αἰὲν ἐόντας,\nαἴ κέ ποθι Ζεὺς δῷσι παλίντιτα ἔργα γενέσθαι.\nνήποινοί κεν ἔπειτα δόμων ἔντοσθεν ὄλοισθε.",
    "en": "Telemachus answered, “Antinous, how can I drive the mother who bore me from my father’s house? My father is abroad and we do not know whether he is alive or dead. It will be hard on me if I have to pay Icarius the large sum which I must give him if I insist on sending his daughter back to him. Not only will he deal rigorously with me, but heaven will also punish me; for my mother when she leaves the house will call on the Erinyes to avenge her; besides, it would not be a creditable thing to do, and I will have nothing to say to it. If you choose to take offence at this, leave the house and feast elsewhere at one another’s houses at your own cost turn and turn about. If, on the other hand, you elect to persist in spunging upon one man, heaven help me, but Jove shall reckon with you in full, and when you fall in my father’s house there shall be no man to avenge you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.146–160",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο Τηλέμαχος, τῷ δʼ αἰετὼ εὐρύοπα Ζεὺς\nὑψόθεν ἐκ κορυφῆς ὄρεος προέηκε πέτεσθαι.\nτὼ δʼ ἕως μέν ῥʼ ἐπέτοντο μετὰ πνοιῇς ἀνέμοιο\nπλησίω ἀλλήλοισι τιταινομένω πτερύγεσσιν·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ μέσσην ἀγορὴν πολύφημον ἱκέσθην,\nἔνθʼ ἐπιδινηθέντε τιναξάσθην πτερὰ πυκνά,\nἐς δʼ ἰδέτην πάντων κεφαλάς, ὄσσοντο δʼ ὄλεθρον·\nδρυψαμένω δʼ ὀνύχεσσι παρειὰς ἀμφί τε δειρὰς\nδεξιὼ ἤιξαν διά τʼ οἰκία καὶ πόλιν αὐτῶν.\nθάμβησαν δʼ ὄρνιθας, ἐπεὶ ἴδον ὀφθαλμοῖσιν·\nὥρμηναν δʼ ἀνὰ θυμὸν ἅ περ τελέεσθαι ἔμελλον.\nτοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειπε γέρων ἥρως Ἁλιθέρσης\nΜαστορίδης· ὁ γὰρ οἶος ὁμηλικίην ἐκέκαστο\nὄρνιθας γνῶναι καὶ ἐναίσιμα μυθήσασθαι·\nὅ σφιν ἐὺ φρονέων ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπε·",
    "en": "As he spoke Jove sent two eagles from the top of the mountain, and they flew on and on with the wind, sailing side by side in their own lordly flight. When they were right over the middle of the assembly they wheeled and circled about, beating the air with their wings and glaring death into the eyes of them that were below; then, fighting fiercely and tearing at one another, they flew off towards the right over the town. The people wondered as they saw them, and asked each other what all this might be; whereon Halitherses, who was the best prophet and reader of omens among them, spoke to them plainly and in all honesty, saying:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.161–176",
    "orig": "κέκλυτε δὴ νῦν μευ, Ἰθακήσιοι, ὅττι κεν εἴπω·\nμνηστῆρσιν δὲ μάλιστα πιφαυσκόμενος τάδε εἴρω·\nτοῖσιν γὰρ μέγα πῆμα κυλίνδεται· οὐ γὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nδὴν ἀπάνευθε φίλων ὧν ἔσσεται, ἀλλά που ἤδη\nἐγγὺς ἐὼν τοῖσδεσσι φόνον καὶ κῆρα φυτεύει\nπάντεσσιν· πολέσιν δὲ καὶ ἄλλοισιν κακὸν ἔσται,\nοἳ νεμόμεσθʼ Ἰθάκην ἐυδείελον. ἀλλὰ πολὺ πρὶν\nφραζώμεσθʼ, ὥς κεν καταπαύσομεν· οἱ δὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ\nπαυέσθων· καὶ γάρ σφιν ἄφαρ τόδε λώιόν ἐστιν.\nοὐ γὰρ ἀπείρητος μαντεύομαι, ἀλλʼ ἐὺ εἰδώς·\nκαὶ γὰρ κείνῳ φημὶ τελευτηθῆναι ἅπαντα,\nὥς οἱ ἐμυθεόμην, ὅτε Ἴλιον εἰσανέβαινον\nἈργεῖοι, μετὰ δέ σφιν ἔβη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς.\nφῆν κακὰ πολλὰ παθόντʼ, ὀλέσαντʼ ἄπο πάντας ἑταίρους,\nἄγνωστον πάντεσσιν ἐεικοστῷ ἐνιαυτῷ\nοἴκαδʼ ἐλεύσεσθαι· τὰ δὲ δὴ νῦν πάντα τελεῖται.",
    "en": "“Hear me, men of Ithaca, and I speak more particularly to the suitors, for I see mischief brewing for them. Ulysses is not going to be away much longer; indeed he is close at hand to deal out death and destruction, not on them alone, but on many another of us who live in Ithaca. Let us then be wise in time, and put a stop to this wickedness before he comes. Let the suitors do so of their own accord; it will be better for them, for I am not prophesying without due knowledge; everything has happened to Ulysses as I foretold when the Argives set out for Troy, and he with them. I said that after going through much hardship and losing all his men he should come home again in the twentieth year and that no one would know him; and now all this is coming true.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.177–191",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρύμαχος Πολύβου πάϊς ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nὦ γέρον, εἰ δʼ ἄγε νῦν μαντεύεο σοῖσι τέκεσσιν\nοἴκαδʼ ἰών, μή πού τι κακὸν πάσχωσιν ὀπίσσω·\nταῦτα δʼ ἐγὼ σέο πολλὸν ἀμείνων μαντεύεσθαι.\nὄρνιθες δέ τε πολλοὶ ὑπʼ αὐγὰς ἠελίοιο\nφοιτῶσʼ, οὐδέ τε πάντες ἐναίσιμοι· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nὤλετο τῆλʼ, ὡς καὶ σὺ καταφθίσθαι σὺν ἐκείνῳ\nὤφελες. οὐκ ἂν τόσσα θεοπροπέων ἀγόρευες,\nοὐδέ κε Τηλέμαχον κεχολωμένον ὧδʼ ἀνιείης,\nσῷ οἴκῳ δῶρον ποτιδέγμενος, αἴ κε πόρῃσιν.\nἀλλʼ ἔκ τοι ἐρέω, τὸ δὲ καὶ τετελεσμένον ἔσται·\nαἴ κε νεώτερον ἄνδρα παλαιά τε πολλά τε εἰδὼς\nπαρφάμενος ἐπέεσσιν ἐποτρύνῃς χαλεπαίνειν,\nαὐτῷ μέν οἱ πρῶτον ἀνιηρέστερον ἔσται,\nπρῆξαι δʼ ἔμπης οὔ τι δυνήσεται εἵνεκα τῶνδε·",
    "en": "Eurymachus son of Polybus then said, “Go home, old man, and prophesy to your own children, or it may be worse for them. I can read these omens myself much better than you can; birds are always flying about in the sunshine somewhere or other, but they seldom mean anything. Ulysses has died in a far country, and it is a pity you are not dead along with him, instead of prating here about omens and adding fuel to the anger of Telemachus which is fierce enough as it is. I suppose you think he will give you something for your family, but I tell you, and it shall surely be, when an old man like you, who should know better, talks a young one over till he becomes troublesome, in the first place his young friend will only fare so much the worse, he will take nothing by it, for the suitors will prevent this, and in the next, we will lay a heavier fine, sir, upon yourself than you will at all like paying, for it will bear hardly upon you."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.192–207",
    "orig": "σοὶ δέ, γέρον, θωὴν ἐπιθήσομεν, ἥν κʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nτίνων ἀσχάλλῃς· χαλεπὸν δέ τοι ἔσσεται ἄλγος.\nΤηλεμάχῳ δʼ ἐν πᾶσιν ἐγὼν ὑποθήσομαι αὐτός·\nμητέρα ἣν ἐς πατρὸς ἀνωγέτω ἀπονέεσθαι·\nοἱ δὲ γάμον τεύξουσι καὶ ἀρτυνέουσιν ἔεδνα\nπολλὰ μάλʼ, ὅσσα ἔοικε φίλης ἐπὶ παιδὸς ἕπεσθαι.\nοὐ γὰρ πρὶν παύσεσθαι ὀίομαι υἷας Ἀχαιῶν\nμνηστύος ἀργαλέης, ἐπεὶ οὔ τινα δείδιμεν ἔμπης,\nοὔτʼ οὖν Τηλέμαχον μάλα περ πολύμυθον ἐόντα,\nοὔτε θεοπροπίης ἐμπαζόμεθʼ, ἣν σύ, γεραιέ,\nμυθέαι ἀκράαντον, ἀπεχθάνεαι δʼ ἔτι μᾶλλον.\nχρήματα δʼ αὖτε κακῶς βεβρώσεται, οὐδέ ποτʼ ἶσα\nἔσσεται, ὄφρα κεν ἥ γε διατρίβῃσιν Ἀχαιοὺς\nὃν γάμον· ἡμεῖς δʼ αὖ ποτιδέγμενοι ἤματα πάντα\nεἵνεκα τῆς ἀρετῆς ἐριδαίνομεν, οὐδὲ μετʼ ἄλλας\nἐρχόμεθʼ, ἃς ἐπιεικὲς ὀπυιέμεν ἐστὶν ἑκάστῳ.",
    "en": "As for Telemachus, I warn him in the presence of you all to send his mother back to her father, who will find her a husband and provide her with all the marriage gifts so dear a daughter may expect. Till then we shall go on harassing him with our suit; for we fear no man, and care neither for him, with all his fine speeches, nor for any fortune-telling of yours. You may preach as much as you please, but we shall only hate you the more. We shall go back and continue to eat up Telemachus’s estate without paying him, till such time as his mother leaves off tormenting us by keeping us day after day on the tiptoe of expectation, each vying with the other in his suit for a prize of such rare perfection. Besides we cannot go after the other women whom we should marry in due course, but for the way in which she treats us.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.208–223",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nΕὐρύμαχʼ ἠδὲ καὶ ἄλλοι, ὅσοι μνηστῆρες ἀγαυοί,\nταῦτα μὲν οὐχ ὑμέας ἔτι λίσσομαι οὐδʼ ἀγορεύω·\nἤδη γὰρ τὰ ἴσασι θεοὶ καὶ πάντες Ἀχαιοί.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι δότε νῆα θοὴν καὶ εἴκοσʼ ἑταίρους,\nοἵ κέ μοι ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα διαπρήσσωσι κέλευθον.\nεἶμι γὰρ ἐς Σπάρτην τε καὶ ἐς Πύλον ἠμαθόεντα\nνόστον πευσόμενος πατρὸς δὴν οἰχομένοιο,\nἤν τίς μοι εἴπῃσι βροτῶν ἢ ὄσσαν ἀκούσω\nἐκ Διός, ἥ τε μάλιστα φέρει κλέος ἀνθρώποισιν·\nεἰ μέν κεν πατρὸς βίοτον καὶ νόστον ἀκούσω,\nἦ τʼ ἄν, τρυχόμενός περ, ἔτι τλαίην ἐνιαυτόν·\nεἰ δέ κε τεθνηῶτος ἀκούσω μηδʼ ἔτʼ ἐόντος,\nνοστήσας δὴ ἔπειτα φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν\nσῆμά τέ οἱ χεύω καὶ ἐπὶ κτέρεα κτερεΐξω\nπολλὰ μάλʼ, ὅσσα ἔοικε, καὶ ἀνέρι μητέρα δώσω.",
    "en": "Then Telemachus said, “Eurymachus, and you other suitors, I shall say no more, and entreat you no further, for the gods and the people of Ithaca now know my story. Give me, then, a ship and a crew of twenty men to take me hither and thither, and I will go to Sparta and to Pylos in quest of my father who has so long been missing. Some one may tell me something, or (and people often hear things in this way) some heaven-sent message may direct me. If I can hear of him as alive and on his way home I will put up with the waste you suitors will make for yet another twelve months. If on the other hand I hear of his death, I will return at once, celebrate his funeral rites with all due pomp, build a barrow to his memory, and make my mother marry again.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.224–241",
    "orig": "ἦ τοι ὅ γʼ ὣς εἰπὼν κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετο, τοῖσι δʼ ἀνέστη\nΜέντωρ, ὅς ῥʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἀμύμονος ἦεν ἑταῖρος,\nκαί οἱ ἰὼν ἐν νηυσὶν ἐπέτρεπεν οἶκον ἅπαντα,\nπείθεσθαί τε γέροντι καὶ ἔμπεδα πάντα φυλάσσειν·\nὅ σφιν ἐὺ φρονέων ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπεν·\nκέκλυτε δὴ νῦν μευ, Ἰθακήσιοι, ὅττι κεν εἴπω·\nμή τις ἔτι πρόφρων ἀγανὸς καὶ ἤπιος ἔστω\nσκηπτοῦχος βασιλεύς, μηδὲ φρεσὶν αἴσιμα εἰδώς,\nἀλλʼ αἰεὶ χαλεπός τʼ εἴη καὶ αἴσυλα ῥέζοι·\nὡς οὔ τις μέμνηται Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο\nλαῶν οἷσιν ἄνασσε, πατὴρ δʼ ὣς ἤπιος ἦεν.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι μνηστῆρας ἀγήνορας οὔ τι μεγαίρω\nἔρδειν ἔργα βίαια κακορραφίῃσι νόοιο·\nσφὰς γὰρ παρθέμενοι κεφαλὰς κατέδουσι βιαίως\nοἶκον Ὀδυσσῆος, τὸν δʼ οὐκέτι φασὶ νέεσθαι.\nνῦν δʼ ἄλλῳ δήμῳ νεμεσίζομαι, οἷον ἅπαντες\nἧσθʼ ἄνεῳ, ἀτὰρ οὔ τι καθαπτόμενοι ἐπέεσσι\nπαύρους μνηστῆρας καταπαύετε πολλοὶ ἐόντες.",
    "en": "With these words he sat down, and Mentor who had been a friend of Ulysses, and had been left in charge of everything with full authority over the servants, rose to speak. He, then, plainly and in all honesty addressed them thus:\n“Hear me, men of Ithaca, I hope that you may never have a kind and well-disposed ruler any more, nor one who will govern you equitably; I hope that all your chiefs henceforward may be cruel and unjust, for there is not one of you but has forgotten Ulysses, who ruled you as though he were your father. I am not half so angry with the suitors, for if they choose to do violence in the naughtiness of their hearts, and wager their heads that Ulysses will not return, they can take the high hand and eat up his estate, but as for you others I am shocked at the way in which you all sit still without even trying to stop such scandalous goings on, which you could do if you chose, for you are many and they are few.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.242–261",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ Εὐηνορίδης Λειώκριτος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nΜέντορ ἀταρτηρέ, φρένας ἠλεέ, ποῖον ἔειπες\nἡμέας ὀτρύνων καταπαυέμεν. ἀργαλέον δὲ\nἀνδράσι καὶ πλεόνεσσι μαχήσασθαι περὶ δαιτί.\nεἴ περ γάρ κʼ Ὀδυσεὺς Ἰθακήσιος αὐτὸς ἐπελθὼν\nδαινυμένους κατὰ δῶμα ἑὸν μνηστῆρας ἀγαυοὺς\nἐξελάσαι μεγάροιο μενοινήσειʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ,\nοὔ κέν οἱ κεχάροιτο γυνή, μάλα περ χατέουσα,\nἐλθόντʼ, ἀλλά κεν αὐτοῦ ἀεικέα πότμον ἐπίσποι,\nεἰ πλεόνεσσι μάχοιτο· σὺ δʼ οὐ κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπες.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε, λαοὶ μὲν σκίδνασθʼ ἐπὶ ἔργα ἕκαστος,\nτούτῳ δʼ ὀτρυνέει Μέντωρ ὁδὸν ἠδʼ Ἁλιθέρσης,\nοἵ τέ οἱ ἐξ ἀρχῆς πατρώιοί εἰσιν ἑταῖροι.\nἀλλʼ ὀίω, καὶ δηθὰ καθήμενος ἀγγελιάων\nπεύσεται εἰν Ἰθάκῃ, τελέει δʼ ὁδὸν οὔ ποτε ταύτην.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἐφώνησεν, λῦσεν δʼ ἀγορὴν αἰψηρήν.\nοἱ μὲν ἄρʼ ἐσκίδναντο ἑὰ πρὸς δώμαθʼ ἕκαστος,\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ἐς δώματʼ ἴσαν θείου Ὀδυσῆος.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἀπάνευθε κιὼν ἐπὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης,\nχεῖρας νιψάμενος πολιῆς ἁλὸς εὔχετʼ Ἀθήνῃ·",
    "en": "Leiocritus, son of Evenor, answered him saying, “Mentor, what folly is all this, that you should set the people to stay us? It is a hard thing for one man to fight with many about his victuals. Even though Ulysses himself were to set upon us while we are feasting in his house, and do his best to oust us, his wife, who wants him back so very badly, would have small cause for rejoicing, and his blood would be upon his own head if he fought against such great odds. There is no sense in what you have been saying. Now, therefore, do you people go about your business, and let his father’s old friends, Mentor and Halitherses, speed this boy on his journey, if he goes at all, which I do not think he will, for he is more likely to stay where he is till some one comes and tells him something.”\nOn this he broke up the assembly, and every man went back to his own abode, while the suitors returned to the house of Ulysses.\nThen Telemachus went all alone by the sea side, washed his hands in the grey waves, and prayed to Minerva."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.262–280",
    "orig": "κλῦθί μευ, ὃ χθιζὸς θεὸς ἤλυθες ἡμέτερον δῶ\nκαί μʼ ἐν νηὶ κέλευσας ἐπʼ ἠεροειδέα πόντον\nνόστον πευσόμενον πατρὸς δὴν οἰχομένοιο\nἔρχεσθαι· τὰ δὲ πάντα διατρίβουσιν Ἀχαιοί,\nμνηστῆρες δὲ μάλιστα κακῶς ὑπερηνορέοντες.\nὣς ἔφατʼ εὐχόμενος, σχεδόθεν δέ οἱ ἦλθεν Ἀθήνη,\nΜέντορι εἰδομένη ἠμὲν δέμας ἠδὲ καὶ αὐδήν,\nκαί μιν φωνήσασʼ ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, οὐδʼ ὄπιθεν κακὸς ἔσσεαι οὐδʼ ἀνοήμων,\nεἰ δή τοι σοῦ πατρὸς ἐνέστακται μένος ἠύ,\nοἷος κεῖνος ἔην τελέσαι ἔργον τε ἔπος τε·\nοὔ τοι ἔπειθʼ ἁλίη ὁδὸς ἔσσεται οὐδʼ ἀτέλεστος.\nεἰ δʼ οὐ κείνου γʼ ἐσσὶ γόνος καὶ Πηνελοπείης,\nοὐ σέ γʼ ἔπειτα ἔολπα τελευτήσειν, ἃ μενοινᾷς.\nπαῦροι γάρ τοι παῖδες ὁμοῖοι πατρὶ πέλονται,\nοἱ πλέονες κακίους, παῦροι δέ τε πατρὸς ἀρείους.\nἀλλʼ ἐπεὶ οὐδʼ ὄπιθεν κακὸς ἔσσεαι οὐδʼ ἀνοήμων,\nοὐδέ σε πάγχυ γε μῆτις Ὀδυσσῆος προλέλοιπεν,\nἐλπωρή τοι ἔπειτα τελευτῆσαι τάδε ἔργα.",
    "en": "“Hear me,” he cried, “you god who visited me yesterday, and bade me sail the seas in search of my father who has so long been missing. I would obey you, but the Achaeans, and more particularly the wicked suitors, are hindering me that I cannot do so.”\nAs he thus prayed, Minerva came close up to him in the likeness and with the voice of Mentor. “Telemachus,” said she, “if you are made of the same stuff as your father you will be neither fool nor coward henceforward, for Ulysses never broke his word nor left his work half done. If, then, you take after him, your voyage will not be fruitless, but unless you have the blood of Ulysses and of Penelope in your veins I see no likelihood of your succeeding. Sons are seldom as good men as their fathers; they are generally worse, not better; still, as you are not going to be either fool or coward henceforward, and are not entirely without some share of your father’s wise discernment, I look with hope upon your undertaking."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.281–295",
    "orig": "τῶ νῦν μνηστήρων μὲν ἔα βουλήν τε νόον τε\nἀφραδέων, ἐπεὶ οὔ τι νοήμονες οὐδὲ δίκαιοι·\nοὐδέ τι ἴσασιν θάνατον καὶ κῆρα μέλαιναν,\nὃς δή σφι σχεδόν ἐστιν, ἐπʼ ἤματι πάντας ὀλέσθαι.\nσοὶ δʼ ὁδὸς οὐκέτι δηρὸν ἀπέσσεται ἣν σὺ μενοινᾷς·\nτοῖος γάρ τοι ἑταῖρος ἐγὼ πατρώιός εἰμι,\nὅς τοι νῆα θοὴν στελέω καὶ ἅμʼ ἕψομαι αὐτός.\nἀλλὰ σὺ μὲν πρὸς δώματʼ ἰὼν μνηστῆρσιν ὁμίλει,\nὅπλισσόν τʼ ἤια καὶ ἄγγεσιν ἄρσον ἅπαντα,\nοἶνον ἐν ἀμφιφορεῦσι, καὶ ἄλφιτα, μυελὸν ἀνδρῶν,\nδέρμασιν ἐν πυκινοῖσιν· ἐγὼ δʼ ἀνὰ δῆμον ἑταίρους\nαἶψʼ ἐθελοντῆρας συλλέξομαι. εἰσὶ δὲ νῆες\nπολλαὶ ἐν ἀμφιάλῳ Ἰθάκῃ, νέαι ἠδὲ παλαιαί·\nτάων μέν τοι ἐγὼν ἐπιόψομαι ἥ τις ἀρίστη,\nὦκα δʼ ἐφοπλίσσαντες ἐνήσομεν εὐρέι πόντῳ.",
    "en": "But mind you never make common cause with any of those foolish suitors, for they have neither sense nor virtue, and give no thought to death and to the doom that will shortly fall on one and all of them, so that they shall perish on the same day. As for your voyage, it shall not be long delayed; your father was such an old friend of mine that I will find you a ship, and will come with you myself. Now, however, return home, and go about among the suitors; begin getting provisions ready for your voyage; see everything well stowed, the wine in jars, and the barley meal, which is the staff of life, in leathern bags, while I go round the town and beat up volunteers at once. There are many ships in Ithaca both old and new; I will run my eye over them for you and will choose the best; we will get her ready and will put out to sea without delay.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.296–308",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτʼ Ἀθηναίη κούρη Διός· οὐδʼ ἄρʼ ἔτι δὴν\nΤηλέμαχος παρέμιμνεν, ἐπεὶ θεοῦ ἔκλυεν αὐδήν.\nβῆ δʼ ἰέναι πρὸς δῶμα, φίλον τετιημένος ἦτορ,\nεὗρε δʼ ἄρα μνηστῆρας ἀγήνορας ἐν μεγάροισιν,\nαἶγας ἀνιεμένους σιάλους θʼ εὕοντας ἐν αὐλῇ.\nἈντίνοος δʼ ἰθὺς γελάσας κίε Τηλεμάχοιο,\nἔν τʼ ἄρα οἱ φῦ χειρί, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·\nΤηλέμαχʼ ὑψαγόρη, μένος ἄσχετε, μή τί τοι ἄλλο\nἐν στήθεσσι κακὸν μελέτω ἔργον τε ἔπος τε,\nἀλλά μοι ἐσθιέμεν καὶ πινέμεν, ὡς τὸ πάρος περ.\nταῦτα δέ τοι μάλα πάντα τελευτήσουσιν Ἀχαιοί,\nνῆα καὶ ἐξαίτους ἐρέτας, ἵνα θᾶσσον ἵκηαι\nἐς Πύλον ἠγαθέην μετʼ ἀγαυοῦ πατρὸς ἀκουήν.",
    "en": "Thus spoke Minerva daughter of Jove, and Telemachus lost no time in doing as the goddess told him. He went moodily home, and found the suitors flaying goats and singeing pigs in the outer court. Antinous came up to him at once and laughed as he took his hand in his own, saying, “Telemachus, my fine fire-eater, bear no more ill blood neither in word nor deed, but eat and drink with us as you used to do. The Achaeans will find you in everything, a ship and a picked crew to boot, so that you can set sail for Pylos at once and get news of your noble father.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.309–320",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἈντίνοʼ, οὔ πως ἔστιν ὑπερφιάλοισι μεθʼ ὑμῖν\nδαίνυσθαί τʼ ἀκέοντα καὶ εὐφραίνεσθαι ἕκηλον.\nἦ οὐχ ἅλις ὡς τὸ πάροιθεν ἐκείρετε πολλὰ καὶ ἐσθλὰ\nκτήματʼ ἐμά, μνηστῆρες, ἐγὼ δʼ ἔτι νήπιος ἦα;\nνῦν δʼ ὅτε δὴ μέγας εἰμὶ καὶ ἄλλων μῦθον ἀκούων\nπυνθάνομαι, καὶ δή μοι ἀέξεται ἔνδοθι θυμός,\nπειρήσω, ὥς κʼ ὔμμι κακὰς ἐπὶ κῆρας ἰήλω,\nἠὲ Πύλονδʼ ἐλθών, ἢ αὐτοῦ τῷδʼ ἐνὶ δήμῳ.\nεἶμι μέν, οὐδʼ ἁλίη ὁδὸς ἔσσεται ἣν ἀγορεύω,\nἔμπορος· οὐ γὰρ νηὸς ἐπήβολος οὐδʼ ἐρετάων\nγίγνομαι· ὥς νύ που ὔμμιν ἐείσατο κέρδιον εἶναι.",
    "en": "“Antinous,” answered Telemachus, “I cannot eat in peace, nor take pleasure of any kind with such men as you are. Was it not enough that you should waste so much good property of mine while I was yet a boy? Now that I am older and know more about it, I am also stronger, and whether here among this people, or by going to Pylos, I will do you all the harm I can. I shall go, and my going will not be in vain, though, thanks to you suitors, I have neither ship nor crew of my own, and must be passenger not captain.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.321–336",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα, καὶ ἐκ χειρὸς χεῖρα σπάσατʼ Ἀντινόοιο\nῥεῖα· μνηστῆρες δὲ δόμον κάτα δαῖτα πένοντο.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπελώβευον καὶ ἐκερτόμεον ἐπέεσσιν.\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκε νέων ὑπερηνορεόντων·\nἦ μάλα Τηλέμαχος φόνον ἡμῖν μερμηρίζει.\nἤ τινας ἐκ Πύλου ἄξει ἀμύντορας ἠμαθόεντος\nἢ ὅ γε καὶ Σπάρτηθεν, ἐπεί νύ περ ἵεται αἰνῶς·\nἠὲ καὶ εἰς Ἐφύρην ἐθέλει, πίειραν ἄρουραν,\nἐλθεῖν, ὄφρʼ ἔνθεν θυμοφθόρα φάρμακʼ ἐνείκῃ,\nἐν δὲ βάλῃ κρητῆρι καὶ ἡμέας πάντας ὀλέσσῃ.\nἄλλος δʼ αὖτʼ εἴπεσκε νέων ὑπερηνορεόντων·\nτίς δʼ οἶδʼ, εἴ κε καὶ αὐτὸς ἰὼν κοίλης ἐπὶ νηὸς\nτῆλε φίλων ἀπόληται ἀλώμενος ὥς περ Ὀδυσσεύς;\nοὕτω κεν καὶ μᾶλλον ὀφέλλειεν πόνον ἄμμιν·\nκτήματα γάρ κεν πάντα δασαίμεθα, οἰκία δʼ αὖτε\nτούτου μητέρι δοῖμεν ἔχειν ἠδʼ ὅς τις ὀπυίοι.",
    "en": "As he spoke he snatched his hand from that of Antinous. Meanwhile the others went on getting dinner ready about the buildings, jeering at him tauntingly as they did so.\n“Telemachus,” said one youngster, “means to be the death of us; I suppose he thinks he can bring friends to help him from Pylos, or again from Sparta, where he seems bent on going. Or will he go to Ephyra as well, for poison to put in our wine and kill us?”\nAnother said, “Perhaps if Telemachus goes on board ship, he will be like his father and perish far from his friends. In this case we should have plenty to do, for we could then divide up his property amongst us: as for the house we can let his mother and the man who marries her have that.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.337–348",
    "orig": "ὣς φάν, ὁ δʼ ὑψόροφον θάλαμον κατεβήσετο πατρὸς\nεὐρύν, ὅθι νητὸς χρυσὸς καὶ χαλκὸς ἔκειτο\nἐσθής τʼ ἐν χηλοῖσιν ἅλις τʼ ἐυῶδες ἔλαιον·\nἐν δὲ πίθοι οἴνοιο παλαιοῦ ἡδυπότοιο\nἕστασαν, ἄκρητον θεῖον ποτὸν ἐντὸς ἔχοντες,\nἑξείης ποτὶ τοῖχον ἀρηρότες, εἴ ποτʼ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nοἴκαδε νοστήσειε καὶ ἄλγεα πολλὰ μογήσας.\nκληισταὶ δʼ ἔπεσαν σανίδες πυκινῶς ἀραρυῖαι,\nδικλίδες· ἐν δὲ γυνὴ ταμίη νύκτας τε καὶ ἦμαρ\nἔσχʼ, ἣ πάντʼ ἐφύλασσε νόου πολυϊδρείῃσιν,\nΕὐρύκλειʼ, Ὦπος θυγάτηρ Πεισηνορίδαο.\nτὴν τότε Τηλέμαχος προσέφη θαλαμόνδε καλέσσας·",
    "en": "This was how they talked. But Telemachus went down into the lofty and spacious store-room where his father’s treasure of gold and bronze lay heaped up upon the floor, and where the linen and spare clothes were kept in open chests. Here, too, there was a store of fragrant olive oil, while casks of old, well-ripened wine, unblended and fit for a god to drink, were ranged against the wall in case Ulysses should come home again after all. The room was closed with well-made doors opening in the middle; moreover the faithful old house-keeper Euryclea, daughter of Ops the son of Pisenor, was in charge of everything both night and day. Telemachus called her to the store-room and said:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.349–360",
    "orig": "μαῖʼ, ἄγε δή μοι οἶνον ἐν ἀμφιφορεῦσιν ἄφυσσον\nἡδύν, ὅτις μετὰ τὸν λαρώτατος ὃν σὺ φυλάσσεις\nκεῖνον ὀιομένη τὸν κάμμορον, εἴ ποθεν ἔλθοι\nδιογενὴς Ὀδυσεὺς θάνατον καὶ κῆρας ἀλύξας.\nδώδεκα δʼ ἔμπλησον καὶ πώμασιν ἄρσον ἅπαντας.\nἐν δέ μοι ἄλφιτα χεῦον ἐϋρραφέεσσι δοροῖσιν·\nεἴκοσι δʼ ἔστω μέτρα μυληφάτου ἀλφίτου ἀκτῆς.\nαὐτὴ δʼ οἴη ἴσθι· τὰ δʼ ἁθρόα πάντα τετύχθω·\nἑσπέριος γὰρ ἐγὼν αἱρήσομαι, ὁππότε κεν δὴ\nμήτηρ εἰς ὑπερῷʼ ἀναβῇ κοίτου τε μέδηται.\nεἶμι γὰρ ἐς Σπάρτην τε καὶ ἐς Πύλον ἠμαθόεντα\nνόστον πευσόμενος πατρὸς φίλου, ἤν που ἀκούσω.",
    "en": "“Nurse, draw me off some of the best wine you have, after what you are keeping for my father’s own drinking, in case, poor man, he should escape death, and find his way home again after all. Let me have twelve jars, and see that they all have lids; also fill me some well-sewn leathern bags with barley meal, about twenty measures in all. Get these things put together at once, and say nothing about it. I will take everything away this evening as soon as my mother has gone upstairs for the night. I am going to Sparta and to Pylos to see if I can hear anything about the return of my dear father.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.361–376",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, κώκυσεν δὲ φίλη τροφὸς Εὐρύκλεια,\nκαί ῥʼ ὀλοφυρομένη ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nτίπτε δέ τοι, φίλε τέκνον, ἐνὶ φρεσὶ τοῦτο νόημα\nἔπλετο; πῇ δʼ ἐθέλεις ἰέναι πολλὴν ἐπὶ γαῖαν\nμοῦνος ἐὼν ἀγαπητός; ὁ δʼ ὤλετο τηλόθι πάτρης\nδιογενὴς Ὀδυσεὺς ἀλλογνώτῳ ἐνὶ δήμῳ.\nοἱ δέ τοι αὐτίκʼ ἰόντι κακὰ φράσσονται ὀπίσσω,\nὥς κε δόλῳ φθίῃς, τάδε δʼ αὐτοὶ πάντα δάσονται.\nἀλλὰ μένʼ αὖθʼ ἐπὶ σοῖσι καθήμενος· οὐδέ τί σε χρὴ\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἀτρύγετον κακὰ πάσχειν οὐδʼ ἀλάλησθαι.\nτὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nθάρσει, μαῖʼ, ἐπεὶ οὔ τοι ἄνευ θεοῦ ἥδε γε βουλή.\nἀλλʼ ὄμοσον μὴ μητρὶ φίλῃ τάδε μυθήσασθαι,\nπρίν γʼ ὅτʼ ἂν ἑνδεκάτη τε δυωδεκάτη τε γένηται,\nἢ αὐτὴν ποθέσαι καὶ ἀφορμηθέντος ἀκοῦσαι,\nὡς ἂν μὴ κλαίουσα κατὰ χρόα καλὸν ἰάπτῃ.",
    "en": "When Euryclea heard this she began to cry, and spoke fondly to him, saying, “My dear child, what ever can have put such notion as that into your head? Where in the world do you want to go to, you, who are the one hope of the house? Your poor father is dead and gone in some foreign country nobody knows where, and as soon as your back is turned these wicked ones here will be scheming to get you put out of the way, and will share all your possessions among themselves; stay where you are among your own people, and do not go wandering and worrying your life out on the barren ocean.”\n“Fear not, nurse,” answered Telemachus, “my scheme is not without heaven’s sanction; but swear that you will say nothing about all this to my mother, till I have been away some ten or twelve days, unless she hears of my having gone, and asks you; for I do not want her to spoil her beauty by crying.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.377–392",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, γρῆυς δὲ θεῶν μέγαν ὅρκον ἀπώμνυ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ὄμοσέν τε τελεύτησέν τε τὸν ὅρκον,\nαὐτίκʼ ἔπειτά οἱ οἶνον ἐν ἀμφιφορεῦσιν ἄφυσσεν,\nἐν δέ οἱ ἄλφιτα χεῦεν ἐϋρραφέεσσι δοροῖσι.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἐς δώματʼ ἰὼν μνηστῆρσιν ὁμίλει.\nἔνθʼ αὖτʼ ἄλλʼ ἐνόησε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.\nΤηλεμάχῳ ἐικυῖα κατὰ πτόλιν ᾤχετο πάντῃ,\nκαί ῥα ἑκάστῳ φωτὶ παρισταμένη φάτο μῦθον,\nἑσπερίους δʼ ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν ἀγέρεσθαι ἀνώγει.\nἡ δʼ αὖτε Φρονίοιο Νοήμονα φαίδιμον υἱὸν\nᾔτεε νῆα θοήν· ὁ δέ οἱ πρόφρων ὑπέδεκτο.\nδύσετό τʼ ἠέλιος σκιόωντό τε πᾶσαι ἀγυιαί,\nκαὶ τότε νῆα θοὴν ἅλαδʼ εἴρυσε, πάντα δʼ ἐν αὐτῇ\nὅπλʼ ἐτίθει, τά τε νῆες ἐύσσελμοι φορέουσι.\nστῆσε δʼ ἐπʼ ἐσχατιῇ λιμένος, περὶ δʼ ἐσθλοὶ ἑταῖροι\nἁθρόοι ἠγερέθοντο· θεὰ δʼ ὤτρυνεν ἕκαστον.",
    "en": "The old woman swore most solemnly that she would not, and when she had completed her oath, she began drawing off the wine into jars, and getting the barley meal into the bags, while Telemachus went back to the suitors.\nThen Minerva bethought her of another matter. She took his shape, and went round the town to each one of the crew, telling them to meet at the ship by sundown. She went also to Noemon son of Phronius, and asked him to let her have a ship, which he was very ready to do. When the sun had set and darkness was over all the land, she got the ship into the water, put all the tackle on board her that ships generally carry, and stationed her at the end of the harbour. Presently the crew came up, and the goddess spoke encouragingly to each of them."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.393–412",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ αὖτʼ ἄλλʼ ἐνόησε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.\nβῆ ῥʼ ἰέναι πρὸς δώματʼ Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο·\nἔνθα μνηστήρεσσιν ἐπὶ γλυκὺν ὕπνον ἔχευε,\nπλάζε δὲ πίνοντας, χειρῶν δʼ ἔκβαλλε κύπελλα.\nοἱ δʼ εὕδειν ὤρνυντο κατὰ πτόλιν, οὐδʼ ἄρʼ ἔτι δὴν\nἥατʼ, ἐπεί σφισιν ὕπνος ἐπὶ βλεφάροισιν ἔπιπτεν.\nαὐτὰρ Τηλέμαχον προσέφη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη\nἐκπροκαλεσσαμένη μεγάρων ἐὺ ναιεταόντων,\nΜέντορι εἰδομένη ἠμὲν δέμας ἠδὲ καὶ αὐδήν·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, ἤδη μέν τοι ἐυκνήμιδες ἑταῖροι\nἥατʼ ἐπήρετμοι τὴν σὴν ποτιδέγμενοι ὁρμήν·\nἀλλʼ ἴομεν, μὴ δηθὰ διατρίβωμεν ὁδοῖο.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσασʼ ἡγήσατο Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη\nκαρπαλίμως· ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα μετʼ ἴχνια βαῖνε θεοῖο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἐπὶ νῆα κατήλυθον ἠδὲ θάλασσαν,\nεὗρον ἔπειτʼ ἐπὶ θινὶ κάρη κομόωντας ἑταίρους.\nτοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειφʼ ἱερὴ ἲς Τηλεμάχοιο·\nδεῦτε, φίλοι, ἤια φερώμεθα· πάντα γὰρ ἤδη\nἁθρόʼ ἐνὶ μεγάρῳ. μήτηρ δʼ ἐμὴ οὔ τι πέπυσται,\nοὐδʼ ἄλλαι δμωαί, μία δʼ οἴη μῦθον ἄκουσεν.",
    "en": "Furthermore she went to the house of Ulysses, and threw the suitors into a deep slumber. She caused their drink to fuddle them, and made them drop their cups from their hands, so that instead of sitting over their wine, they went back into the town to sleep, with their eyes heavy and full of drowsiness. Then she took the form and voice of Mentor, and called Telemachus to come outside.\n“Telemachus,” said she, “the men are on board and at their oars, waiting for you to give your orders, so make haste and let us be off.”\nOn this she led the way, while Telemachus followed in her steps. When they got to the ship they found the crew waiting by the water side, and Telemachus said, “Now my men, help me to get the stores on board; they are all put together in the cloister, and my mother does not know anything about it, nor any of the maid servants except one.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 2.413–434",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας ἡγήσατο, τοὶ δʼ ἅμʼ ἕποντο.\nοἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντα φέροντες ἐυσσέλμῳ ἐπὶ νηὶ\nκάτθεσαν, ὡς ἐκέλευσεν Ὀδυσσῆος φίλος υἱός.\nἂν δʼ ἄρα Τηλέμαχος νηὸς βαῖνʼ, ἦρχε δʼ Ἀθήνη,\nνηὶ δʼ ἐνὶ πρυμνῇ κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετο· ἄγχι δʼ ἄρʼ αὐτῆς\nἕζετο Τηλέμαχος. τοὶ δὲ πρυμνήσιʼ ἔλυσαν,\nἂν δὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ βάντες ἐπὶ κληῖσι καθῖζον.\nτοῖσιν δʼ ἴκμενον οὖρον ἵει γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,\nἀκραῆ Ζέφυρον, κελάδοντʼ ἐπὶ οἴνοπα πόντον.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἑτάροισιν ἐποτρύνας ἐκέλευσεν\nὅπλων ἅπτεσθαι· τοὶ δʼ ὀτρύνοντος ἄκουσαν.\nἱστὸν δʼ εἰλάτινον κοίλης ἔντοσθε μεσόδμης\nστῆσαν ἀείραντες, κατὰ δὲ προτόνοισιν ἔδησαν,\nἕλκον δʼ ἱστία λευκὰ ἐυστρέπτοισι βοεῦσιν.\nἔπρησεν δʼ ἄνεμος μέσον ἱστίον, ἀμφὶ δὲ κῦμα\nστείρῃ πορφύρεον μεγάλʼ ἴαχε νηὸς ἰούσης·\nἡ δʼ ἔθεεν κατὰ κῦμα διαπρήσσουσα κέλευθον.\nδησάμενοι δʼ ἄρα ὅπλα θοὴν ἀνὰ νῆα μέλαιναν\nστήσαντο κρητῆρας ἐπιστεφέας οἴνοιο,\nλεῖβον δʼ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖς αἰειγενέτῃσιν,\nἐκ πάντων δὲ μάλιστα Διὸς γλαυκώπιδι κούρῃ.\nπαννυχίη μέν ῥʼ ἥ γε καὶ ἠῶ πεῖρε κέλευθον.",
    "en": "With these words he led the way and the others followed after. When they had brought the things as he told them, Telemachus went on board, Minerva going before him and taking her seat in the stern of the vessel, while Telemachus sat beside her. Then the men loosed the hawsers and took their places on the benches. Minerva sent them a fair wind from the West, that whistled over the deep blue waves whereon Telemachus told them to catch hold of the ropes and hoist sail, and they did as he told them. They set the mast in its socket in the cross plank, raised it, and made it fast with the forestays; then they hoisted their white sails aloft with ropes of twisted ox hide. As the sail bellied out with the wind, the ship flew through the deep blue water, and the foam hissed against her bows as she sped onward. Then they made all fast throughout the ship, filled the mixing bowls to the brim, and made drink offerings to the immortal gods that are from everlasting, but more particularly to the grey-eyed daughter of Jove.\nThus, then, the ship sped on her way through the watches of the night from dark till dawn."
   }
  ],
  "3": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.1–11",
    "orig": "Ἠέλιος δʼ ἀνόρουσε, λιπὼν περικαλλέα λίμνην,\nοὐρανὸν ἐς πολύχαλκον, ἵνʼ ἀθανάτοισι φαείνοι\nκαὶ θνητοῖσι βροτοῖσιν ἐπὶ ζείδωρον ἄρουραν·\nοἱ δὲ Πύλον, Νηλῆος ἐυκτίμενον πτολίεθρον,\nἷξον· τοὶ δʼ ἐπὶ θινὶ θαλάσσης ἱερὰ ῥέζον,\nταύρους παμμέλανας, ἐνοσίχθονι κυανοχαίτῃ.\nἐννέα δʼ ἕδραι ἔσαν, πεντακόσιοι δʼ ἐν ἑκάστῃ\nἥατο καὶ προύχοντο ἑκάστοθι ἐννέα ταύρους.\nεὖθʼ οἱ σπλάγχνα πάσαντο, θεῷ δʼ ἐπὶ μηρίʼ ἔκαιον,\nοἱ δʼ ἰθὺς κατάγοντο ἰδʼ ἱστία νηὸς ἐίσης\nστεῖλαν ἀείραντες, τὴν δʼ ὥρμισαν, ἐκ δʼ ἔβαν αὐτοί·",
    "en": "but as the sun was rising from the fair sea into the firmament of heaven to shed light on mortals and immortals, they reached Pylos the city of Neleus. Now the people of Pylos were gathered on the sea shore to offer sacrifice of black bulls to Neptune lord of the Earthquake. There were nine guilds with five hundred men in each, and there were nine bulls to each guild. As they were eating the inward meats and burning the thigh bones [on the embers] in the name of Neptune, Telemachus and his crew arrived, furled their sails, brought their ship to anchor, and went ashore."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.12–28",
    "orig": "ἐκ δʼ ἄρα Τηλέμαχος νηὸς βαῖνʼ, ἦρχε δʼ Ἀθήνη.\nτὸν προτέρη προσέειπε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, οὐ μέν σε χρὴ ἔτʼ αἰδοῦς, οὐδʼ ἠβαιόν·\nτοὔνεκα γὰρ καὶ πόντον ἐπέπλως, ὄφρα πύθηαι\nπατρός, ὅπου κύθε γαῖα καὶ ὅν τινα πότμον ἐπέσπεν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν ἰθὺς κίε Νέστορος ἱπποδάμοιο·\nεἴδομεν ἥν τινα μῆτιν ἐνὶ στήθεσσι κέκευθε.\nλίσσεσθαι δέ μιν αὐτός, ὅπως νημερτέα εἴπῃ·\nψεῦδος δʼ οὐκ ἐρέει· μάλα γὰρ πεπνυμένος ἐστί.\nτὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nΜέντορ, πῶς τʼ ἄρʼ ἴω; πῶς τʼ ἂρ προσπτύξομαι αὐτόν;\nοὐδέ τί πω μύθοισι πεπείρημαι πυκινοῖσιν·\nαἰδὼς δʼ αὖ νέον ἄνδρα γεραίτερον ἐξερέεσθαι.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, ἄλλα μὲν αὐτὸς ἐνὶ φρεσὶ σῇσι νοήσεις,\nἄλλα δὲ καὶ δαίμων ὑποθήσεται· οὐ γὰρ ὀίω\nοὔ σε θεῶν ἀέκητι γενέσθαι τε τραφέμεν τε.",
    "en": "Minerva led the way and Telemachus followed her. Presently she said, “Telemachus, you must not be in the least shy or nervous; you have taken this voyage to try and find out where your father is buried and how he came by his end; so go straight up to Nestor that we may see what he has got to tell us. Beg of him to speak the truth, and he will tell no lies, for he is an excellent person.”\n“But how, Mentor,” replied Telemachus, “dare I go up to Nestor, and how am I to address him? I have never yet been used to holding long conversations with people, and am ashamed to begin questioning one who is so much older than myself.”\n“Some things, Telemachus,” answered Minerva, “will be suggested to you by your own instinct, and heaven will prompt you further; for I am assured that the gods have been with you from the time of your birth until now.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.29–42",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσασʼ ἡγήσατο Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη\nκαρπαλίμως· ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα μετʼ ἴχνια βαῖνε θεοῖο.\nἷξον δʼ ἐς Πυλίων ἀνδρῶν ἄγυρίν τε καὶ ἕδρας,\nἔνθʼ ἄρα Νέστωρ ἧστο σὺν υἱάσιν, ἀμφὶ δʼ ἑταῖροι\nδαῖτʼ ἐντυνόμενοι κρέα τʼ ὤπτων ἄλλα τʼ ἔπειρον.\nοἱ δʼ ὡς οὖν ξείνους ἴδον, ἁθρόοι ἦλθον ἅπαντες,\nχερσίν τʼ ἠσπάζοντο καὶ ἑδριάασθαι ἄνωγον.\nπρῶτος Νεστορίδης Πεισίστρατος ἐγγύθεν ἐλθὼν\nἀμφοτέρων ἕλε χεῖρα καὶ ἵδρυσεν παρὰ δαιτὶ\nκώεσιν ἐν μαλακοῖσιν ἐπὶ ψαμάθοις ἁλίῃσιν\nπάρ τε κασιγνήτῳ Θρασυμήδεϊ καὶ πατέρι ᾧ·\nδῶκε δʼ ἄρα σπλάγχνων μοίρας, ἐν δʼ οἶνον ἔχευεν\nχρυσείῳ δέπαϊ· δειδισκόμενος δὲ προσηύδα\nΠαλλάδʼ Ἀθηναίην κούρην Διὸς αἰγιόχοιο·",
    "en": "She then went quickly on, and Telemachus followed in her steps till they reached the place where the guilds of the Pylian people were assembled. There they found Nestor sitting with his sons, while his company round him were busy getting dinner ready, and putting pieces of meat on to the spits while other pieces were cooking. When they saw the strangers they crowded round them, took them by the hand and bade them take their places. Nestor’s son Pisistratus at once offered his hand to each of them, and seated them on some soft sheepskins that were lying on the sands near his father and his brother Thrasymedes. Then he gave them their portions of the inward meats and poured wine for them into a golden cup, handing it to Minerva first, and saluting her at the same time."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.43–61",
    "orig": "εὔχεο νῦν, ὦ ξεῖνε, Ποσειδάωνι ἄνακτι·\nτοῦ γὰρ καὶ δαίτης ἠντήσατε δεῦρο μολόντες.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν σπείσῃς τε καὶ εὔξεαι, ἣ θέμις ἐστί,\nδὸς καὶ τούτῳ ἔπειτα δέπας μελιηδέος οἴνου\nσπεῖσαι, ἐπεὶ καὶ τοῦτον ὀίομαι ἀθανάτοισιν\nεὔχεσθαι· πάντες δὲ θεῶν χατέουσʼ ἄνθρωποι.\nἀλλὰ νεώτερός ἐστιν, ὁμηλικίη δʼ ἐμοὶ αὐτῷ·\nτοὔνεκα σοὶ προτέρῳ δώσω χρύσειον ἄλεισον.\nὣς εἰπὼν ἐν χειρὶ τίθει δέπας ἡδέος οἴνου·\nχαῖρε δʼ Ἀθηναίη πεπνυμένῳ ἀνδρὶ δικαίῳ,\nοὕνεκα οἷ προτέρῃ δῶκε χρύσειον ἄλεισον·\nαὐτίκα δʼ εὔχετο πολλὰ Ποσειδάωνι ἄνακτι·\nκλῦθι, Ποσείδαον γαιήοχε, μηδὲ μεγήρῃς\nἡμῖν εὐχομένοισι τελευτῆσαι τάδε ἔργα.\nΝέστορι μὲν πρώτιστα καὶ υἱάσι κῦδος ὄπαζε,\nαὐτὰρ ἔπειτʼ ἄλλοισι δίδου χαρίεσσαν ἀμοιβὴν\nσύμπασιν Πυλίοισιν ἀγακλειτῆς ἑκατόμβης.\nδὸς δʼ ἔτι Τηλέμαχον καὶ ἐμὲ πρήξαντα νέεσθαι,\nοὕνεκα δεῦρʼ ἱκόμεσθα θοῇ σὺν νηὶ μελαίνῃ.",
    "en": "“Offer a prayer, sir,” said he, “to King Neptune, for it is his feast that you are joining; when you have duly prayed and made your drink offering, pass the cup to your friend that he may do so also. I doubt not that he too lifts his hands in prayer, for man cannot live without God in the world. Still he is younger than you are, and is much of an age with myself, so I will give you the precedence.”\nAs he spoke he handed her the cup. Minerva thought it very right and proper of him to have given it to herself first; she accordingly began praying heartily to Neptune. “O thou,” she cried, “that encirclest the earth, vouchsafe to grant the prayers of thy servants that call upon thee. More especially we pray thee send down thy grace on Nestor and on his sons; thereafter also make the rest of the Pylian people some handsome return for the goodly hecatomb they are offering you. Lastly, grant Telemachus and myself a happy issue, in respect of the matter that has brought us in our ship to Pylos.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.62–78",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἔπειτʼ ἠρᾶτο καὶ αὐτὴ πάντα τελεύτα.\nδῶκε δὲ Τηλεμάχῳ καλὸν δέπας ἀμφικύπελλον·\nὣς δʼ αὔτως ἠρᾶτο Ὀδυσσῆος φίλος υἱός.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ ὤπτησαν κρέʼ ὑπέρτερα καὶ ἐρύσαντο,\nμοίρας δασσάμενοι δαίνυντʼ ἐρικυδέα δαῖτα.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nτοῖς ἄρα μύθων ἦρχε Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ·\nνῦν δὴ κάλλιόν ἐστι μεταλλῆσαι καὶ ἐρέσθαι\nξείνους, οἵ τινές εἰσιν, ἐπεὶ τάρπησαν ἐδωδῆς.\nὦ ξεῖνοι, τίνες ἐστέ; πόθεν πλεῖθʼ ὑγρὰ κέλευθα;\nἤ τι κατὰ πρῆξιν ἦ μαψιδίως ἀλάλησθε\nοἷά τε ληιστῆρες ὑπεὶρ ἅλα, τοί τʼ ἀλόωνται\nψυχὰς παρθέμενοι κακὸν ἀλλοδαποῖσι φέροντες;\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα\nθαρσήσας· αὐτὴ γὰρ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ θάρσος Ἀθήνη\nθῆχʼ, ἵνα μιν περὶ πατρὸς ἀποιχομένοιο ἔροιτο\nἠδʼ ἵνα μιν κλέος ἐσθλὸν ἐν ἀνθρώποισιν ἔχῃσιν·",
    "en": "When she had thus made an end of praying, she handed the cup to Telemachus and he prayed likewise. By and by, when the outer meats were roasted and had been taken off the spits, the carvers gave every man his portion and they all made an excellent dinner. As soon as they had had enough to eat and drink, Nestor, knight of Gerene, began to speak.\n“Now,” said he, “that our guests have done their dinner, it will be best to ask them who they are. Who, then, sir strangers, are you, and from what port have you sailed? Are you traders? or do you sail the seas as rovers with your hand against every man, and every man’s hand against you?”\nTelemachus answered boldly, for Minerva had given him courage to ask about his father and get himself a good name."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.79–97",
    "orig": "ὦ Νέστορ Νηληϊάδη, μέγα κῦδος Ἀχαιῶν,\nεἴρεαι ὁππόθεν εἰμέν· ἐγὼ δέ κέ τοι καταλέξω.\nἡμεῖς ἐξ Ἰθάκης ὑπονηίου εἰλήλουθμεν·\nπρῆξις δʼ ἥδʼ ἰδίη, οὐ δήμιος, ἣν ἀγορεύω.\nπατρὸς ἐμοῦ κλέος εὐρὺ μετέρχομαι, ἤν που ἀκούσω,\nδίου Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονος, ὅν ποτέ φασι\nσὺν σοὶ μαρνάμενον Τρώων πόλιν ἐξαλαπάξαι.\nἄλλους μὲν γὰρ πάντας, ὅσοι Τρωσὶν πολέμιζον,\nπευθόμεθʼ, ἧχι ἕκαστος ἀπώλετο λυγρῷ ὀλέθρῳ,\nκείνου δʼ αὖ καὶ ὄλεθρον ἀπευθέα θῆκε Κρονίων.\nοὐ γάρ τις δύναται σάφα εἰπέμεν ὁππόθʼ ὄλωλεν,\nεἴθʼ ὅ γʼ ἐπʼ ἠπείρου δάμη ἀνδράσι δυσμενέεσσιν,\nεἴτε καὶ ἐν πελάγει μετὰ κύμασιν Ἀμφιτρίτης.\nτοὔνεκα νῦν τὰ σὰ γούναθʼ ἱκάνομαι, αἴ κʼ ἐθέλῃσθα\nκείνου λυγρὸν ὄλεθρον ἐνισπεῖν, εἴ που ὄπωπας\nὀφθαλμοῖσι τεοῖσιν ἢ ἄλλου μῦθον ἄκουσας\nπλαζομένου· πέρι γάρ μιν ὀιζυρὸν τέκε μήτηρ.\nμηδέ τί μʼ αἰδόμενος μειλίσσεο μηδʼ ἐλεαίρων,\nἀλλʼ εὖ μοι κατάλεξον ὅπως ἤντησας ὀπωπῆς.",
    "en": "“Nestor,” said he, “son of Neleus, honour to the Achaean name, you ask whence we come, and I will tell you. We come from Ithaca under Neritum, and the matter about which I would speak is of private not public import. I seek news of my unhappy father Ulysses, who is said to have sacked the town of Troy in company with yourself. We know what fate befell each one of the other heroes who fought at Troy, but as regards Ulysses heaven has hidden from us the knowledge even that he is dead at all, for no one can certify us in what place he perished, nor say whether he fell in battle on the mainland, or was lost at sea amid the waves of Amphitrite. Therefore I am suppliant at your knees, if haply you may be pleased to tell me of his melancholy end, whether you saw it with your own eyes, or heard it from some other traveller, for he was a man born to trouble. Do not soften things out of any pity for me, but tell me in all plainness exactly what you saw."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.98–116",
    "orig": "λίσσομαι, εἴ ποτέ τοί τι πατὴρ ἐμός, ἐσθλὸς Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἢ ἔπος ἠέ τι ἔργον ὑποστὰς ἐξετέλεσσε\nδήμῳ ἔνι Τρώων, ὅθι πάσχετε πήματʼ Ἀχαιοί,\nτῶν νῦν μοι μνῆσαι, καί μοι νημερτὲς ἐνίσπες.\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ·\nὦ φίλʼ, ἐπεί μʼ ἔμνησας ὀιζύος, ἣν ἐν ἐκείνῳ\nδήμῳ ἀνέτλημεν μένος ἄσχετοι υἷες Ἀχαιῶν,\nἠμὲν ὅσα ξὺν νηυσὶν ἐπʼ ἠεροειδέα πόντον\nπλαζόμενοι κατὰ ληίδʼ, ὅπῃ ἄρξειεν Ἀχιλλεύς,\nἠδʼ ὅσα καὶ περὶ ἄστυ μέγα Πριάμοιο ἄνακτος\nμαρνάμεθʼ· ἔνθα δʼ ἔπειτα κατέκταθεν ὅσσοι ἄριστοι.\nἔνθα μὲν Αἴας κεῖται ἀρήιος, ἔνθα δʼ Ἀχιλλεύς,\nἔνθα δὲ Πάτροκλος, θεόφιν μήστωρ ἀτάλαντος,\nἔνθα δʼ ἐμὸς φίλος υἱός, ἅμα κρατερὸς καὶ ἀμύμων,\nἈντίλοχος, πέρι μὲν θείειν ταχὺς ἠδὲ μαχητής·\nἄλλα τε πόλλʼ ἐπὶ τοῖς πάθομεν κακά· τίς κεν ἐκεῖνα\nπάντα γε μυθήσαιτο καταθνητῶν ἀνθρώπων;\nοὐδʼ εἰ πεντάετές γε καὶ ἑξάετες παραμίμνων\nἐξερέοις ὅσα κεῖθι πάθον κακὰ δῖοι Ἀχαιοί·",
    "en": "If my brave father Ulysses ever did you loyal service, either by word or deed, when you Achaeans were harassed among the Trojans, bear it in mind now as in my favour and tell me truly all.”\n“My friend,” answered Nestor, “you recall a time of much sorrow to my mind, for the brave Achaeans suffered much both at sea, while privateering under Achilles, and when fighting before the great city of king Priam. Our best men all of them fell there, Ajax, Achilles, Patroclus peer of gods in counsel, and my own dear son Antilochus, a man singularly fleet of foot and in fight valiant. But we suffered much more than this; what mortal tongue indeed could tell the whole story? Though you were to stay here and question me for five years, or even six, I could not tell you all that the Achaeans suffered, and you would turn homeward weary of my tale before it ended."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.117–136",
    "orig": "πρίν κεν ἀνιηθεὶς σὴν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἵκοιο.\nεἰνάετες γάρ σφιν κακὰ ῥάπτομεν ἀμφιέποντες\nπαντοίοισι δόλοισι, μόγις δʼ ἐτέλεσσε Κρονίων.\nἔνθʼ οὔ τίς ποτε μῆτιν ὁμοιωθήμεναι ἄντην\nἤθελʼ, ἐπεὶ μάλα πολλὸν ἐνίκα δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nπαντοίοισι δόλοισι, πατὴρ τεός, εἰ ἐτεόν γε\nκείνου ἔκγονός ἐσσι· σέβας μʼ ἔχει εἰσορόωντα.\nἦ τοι γὰρ μῦθοί γε ἐοικότες, οὐδέ κε φαίης\nἄνδρα νεώτερον ὧδε ἐοικότα μυθήσασθαι.\nἔνθʼ ἦ τοι ἧος μὲν ἐγὼ καὶ δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nοὔτε ποτʼ εἰν ἀγορῇ δίχʼ ἐβάζομεν οὔτʼ ἐνὶ βουλῇ,\nἀλλʼ ἕνα θυμὸν ἔχοντε νόῳ καὶ ἐπίφρονι βουλῇ\nφραζόμεθʼ Ἀργείοισιν ὅπως ὄχʼ ἄριστα γένοιτο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ Πριάμοιο πόλιν διεπέρσαμεν αἰπήν,\nβῆμεν δʼ ἐν νήεσσι, θεὸς δʼ ἐκέδασσεν Ἀχαιούς,\nκαὶ τότε δὴ Ζεὺς λυγρὸν ἐνὶ φρεσὶ μήδετο νόστον\nἈργείοις, ἐπεὶ οὔ τι νοήμονες οὐδὲ δίκαιοι\nπάντες ἔσαν· τῶ σφεων πολέες κακὸν οἶτον ἐπέσπον\nμήνιος ἐξ ὀλοῆς γλαυκώπιδος ὀβριμοπάτρης.\nἥ τʼ ἔριν Ἀτρεΐδῃσι μετʼ ἀμφοτέροισιν ἔθηκε.",
    "en": "Nine long years did we try every kind of stratagem, but the hand of heaven was against us; during all this time there was no one who could compare with your father in subtlety, if indeed you are his son, I can hardly believe my eyes, and you talk just like him too, no one would say that people of such different ages could speak so much alike. He and I never had any kind of difference from first to last neither in camp nor council, but in singleness of heart and purpose we advised the Argives how all might be ordered for the best.\n“When, however, we had sacked the city of Priam, and were setting sail in our ships as heaven had dispersed us, then Jove saw fit to vex the Argives on their homeward voyage; for they had not all been either wise or understanding, and hence many came to a bad end through the displeasure of Jove’s daughter Minerva, who brought about a quarrel between the two sons of Atreus."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.137–150",
    "orig": "τὼ δὲ καλεσσαμένω ἀγορὴν ἐς πάντας Ἀχαιούς,\nμάψ, ἀτὰρ οὐ κατὰ κόσμον, ἐς ἠέλιον καταδύντα,\nοἱ δʼ ἦλθον οἴνῳ βεβαρηότες υἷες Ἀχαιῶν,\nμῦθον μυθείσθην, τοῦ εἵνεκα λαὸν ἄγειραν.\nἔνθʼ ἦ τοι Μενέλαος ἀνώγει πάντας Ἀχαιοὺς\nνόστου μιμνήσκεσθαι ἐπʼ εὐρέα νῶτα θαλάσσης,\nοὐδʼ Ἀγαμέμνονι πάμπαν ἑήνδανε· βούλετο γάρ ῥα\nλαὸν ἐρυκακέειν ῥέξαι θʼ ἱερὰς ἑκατόμβας,\nὡς τὸν Ἀθηναίης δεινὸν χόλον ἐξακέσαιτο,\nνήπιος, οὐδὲ τὸ ᾔδη, ὃ οὐ πείσεσθαι ἔμελλεν·\nοὐ γάρ τʼ αἶψα θεῶν τρέπεται νόος αἰὲν ἐόντων.\nὣς τὼ μὲν χαλεποῖσιν ἀμειβομένω ἐπέεσσιν\nἕστασαν· οἱ δʼ ἀνόρουσαν ἐυκνήμιδες Ἀχαιοὶ\nἠχῇ θεσπεσίῃ, δίχα δέ σφισιν ἥνδανε βουλή.",
    "en": "“The sons of Atreus called a meeting which was not as it should be, for it was sunset and the Achaeans were heavy with wine. When they explained why they had called the people together, it seemed that Menelaus was for sailing homeward at once, and this displeased Agamemnon, who thought that we should wait till we had offered hecatombs to appease the anger of Minerva. Fool that he was, he might have known that he would not prevail with her, for when the gods have made up their minds they do not change them lightly. So the two stood bandying hard words, whereon the Achaeans sprang to their feet with a cry that rent the air, and were of two minds as to what they should do."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.151–167",
    "orig": "νύκτα μὲν ἀέσαμεν χαλεπὰ φρεσὶν ὁρμαίνοντες\nἀλλήλοις· ἐπὶ γὰρ Ζεὺς ἤρτυε πῆμα κακοῖο·\nἠῶθεν δʼ οἱ μὲν νέας ἕλκομεν εἰς ἅλα δῖαν\nκτήματά τʼ ἐντιθέμεσθα βαθυζώνους τε γυναῖκας.\nἡμίσεες δʼ ἄρα λαοὶ ἐρητύοντο μένοντες\nαὖθι παρʼ Ἀτρεΐδῃ Ἀγαμέμνονι, ποιμένι λαῶν·\nἡμίσεες δʼ ἀναβάντες ἐλαύνομεν· αἱ δὲ μάλʼ ὦκα\nἔπλεον, ἐστόρεσεν δὲ θεὸς μεγακήτεα πόντον.\nἐς Τένεδον δʼ ἐλθόντες ἐρέξαμεν ἱρὰ θεοῖσιν,\nοἴκαδε ἱέμενοι· Ζεὺς δʼ οὔ πω μήδετο νόστον,\nσχέτλιος, ὅς ῥʼ ἔριν ὦρσε κακὴν ἔπι δεύτερον αὖτις.\nοἱ μὲν ἀποστρέψαντες ἔβαν νέας ἀμφιελίσσας\nἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆα ἄνακτα δαΐφρονα, ποικιλομήτην,\nαὖτις ἐπʼ Ἀτρεΐδῃ Ἀγαμέμνονι ἦρα φέροντες·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ σὺν νηυσὶν ἀολλέσιν, αἵ μοι ἕποντο,\nφεῦγον, ἐπεὶ γίγνωσκον, ὃ δὴ κακὰ μήδετο δαίμων.\nφεῦγε δὲ Τυδέος υἱὸς ἀρήιος, ὦρσε δʼ ἑταίρους.",
    "en": "“That night we rested and nursed our anger, for Jove was hatching mischief against us. But in the morning some of us drew our ships into the water and put our goods with our women on board, while the rest, about half in number, stayed behind with Agamemnon. We, the other half, embarked and sailed; and the ships went well, for heaven had smoothed the sea. When we reached Tenedos we offered sacrifices to the gods, for we were longing to get home; cruel Jove, however, did not yet mean that we should do so, and raised a second quarrel in the course of which some among us turned their ships back again, and sailed away under Ulysses to make their peace with Agamemnon; but I, and all the ships that were with me pressed forward, for I saw that mischief was brewing. The son of Tydeus went on also with me, and his crews with him."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.168–183",
    "orig": "ὀψὲ δὲ δὴ μετὰ νῶι κίε ξανθὸς Μενέλαος,\nἐν Λέσβῳ δʼ ἔκιχεν δολιχὸν πλόον ὁρμαίνοντας,\nἢ καθύπερθε Χίοιο νεοίμεθα παιπαλοέσσης,\nνήσου ἔπι Ψυρίης, αὐτὴν ἐπʼ ἀριστέρʼ ἔχοντες,\nἦ ὑπένερθε Χίοιο, παρʼ ἠνεμόεντα Μίμαντα.\nᾐτέομεν δὲ θεὸν φῆναι τέρας· αὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ ἡμῖν\nδεῖξε, καὶ ἠνώγει πέλαγος μέσον εἰς Ἐύβοιαν\nτέμνειν, ὄφρα τάχιστα ὑπὲκ κακότητα φύγοιμεν.\nὦρτο δʼ ἐπὶ λιγὺς οὖρος ἀήμεναι· αἱ δὲ μάλʼ ὦκα\nἰχθυόεντα κέλευθα διέδραμον, ἐς δὲ Γεραιστὸν\nἐννύχιαι κατάγοντο· Ποσειδάωνι δὲ ταύρων\nπόλλʼ ἐπὶ μῆρʼ ἔθεμεν, πέλαγος μέγα μετρήσαντες.\nτέτρατον ἦμαρ ἔην, ὅτʼ ἐν Ἄργεϊ νῆας ἐίσας\nΤυδεΐδεω ἕταροι Διομήδεος ἱπποδάμοιο\nἵστασαν· αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γε Πύλονδʼ ἔχον, οὐδέ ποτʼ ἔσβη\nοὖρος, ἐπεὶ δὴ πρῶτα θεὸς προέηκεν ἀῆναι.",
    "en": "Later on Menelaus joined us at Lesbos, and found us making up our minds about our course, for we did not know whether to go outside Chios by the island of Psyra, keeping this to our left, or inside Chios, over against the stormy headland of Mimas. So we asked heaven for a sign, and were shown one to the effect that we should be soonest out of danger if we headed our ships across the open sea to Euboea. This we therefore did, and a fair wind sprang up which gave us a quick passage during the night to Geraestus, where we offered many sacrifices to Neptune for having helped us so far on our way. Four days later Diomed and his men stationed their ships in Argos, but I held on for Pylos, and the wind never fell light from the day when heaven first made it fair for me."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.184–200",
    "orig": "ὣς ἦλθον, φίλε τέκνον, ἀπευθής, οὐδέ τι οἶδα\nκείνων, οἵ τʼ ἐσάωθεν Ἀχαιῶν οἵ τʼ ἀπόλοντο.\nὅσσα δʼ ἐνὶ μεγάροισι καθήμενος ἡμετέροισι\nπεύθομαι, ἣ θέμις ἐστί, δαήσεαι, οὐδέ σε κεύσω.\nεὖ μὲν Μυρμιδόνας φάσʼ ἐλθέμεν ἐγχεσιμώρους,\nοὓς ἄγʼ Ἀχιλλῆος μεγαθύμου φαίδιμος υἱός,\nεὖ δὲ Φιλοκτήτην, Ποιάντιον ἀγλαὸν υἱόν.\nπάντας δʼ Ἰδομενεὺς Κρήτην εἰσήγαγʼ ἑταίρους,\nοἳ φύγον ἐκ πολέμου, πόντος δέ οἱ οὔ τινʼ ἀπηύρα.\nἈτρεΐδην δὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ ἀκούετε, νόσφιν ἐόντες,\nὥς τʼ ἦλθʼ, ὥς τʼ Αἴγισθος ἐμήσατο λυγρὸν ὄλεθρον.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι κεῖνος μὲν ἐπισμυγερῶς ἀπέτισεν·\nὡς ἀγαθὸν καὶ παῖδα καταφθιμένοιο λιπέσθαι\nἀνδρός, ἐπεὶ καὶ κεῖνος ἐτίσατο πατροφονῆα,\nΑἴγισθον δολόμητιν, ὅ οἱ πατέρα κλυτὸν ἔκτα.\nκαὶ σὺ φίλος, μάλα γάρ σʼ ὁρόω καλόν τε μέγαν τε,\nἄλκιμος ἔσσʼ, ἵνα τίς σε καὶ ὀψιγόνων ἐὺ εἴπῃ.",
    "en": "“Therefore, my dear young friend, I returned without hearing anything about the others. I know neither who got home safely nor who were lost but, as in duty bound, I will give you without reserve the reports that have reached me since I have been here in my own house. They say the Myrmidons returned home safely under Achilles’ son Neoptolemus; so also did the valiant son of Poias, Philoctetes. Idomeneus, again, lost no men at sea, and all his followers who escaped death in the field got safe home with him to Crete. No matter how far out of the world you live, you will have heard of Agamemnon and the bad end he came to at the hands of Aegisthus, and a fearful reckoning did Aegisthus presently pay. See what a good thing it is for a man to leave a son behind him to do as Orestes did, who killed false Aegisthus the murderer of his noble father. You too, then, for you are a tall smart-looking fellow, show your mettle and make yourself a name in story.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.201–215",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nὦ Νέστορ Νηληϊάδη, μέγα κῦδος Ἀχαιῶν,\nκαὶ λίην κεῖνος μὲν ἐτίσατο, καί οἱ Ἀχαιοὶ\nοἴσουσι κλέος εὐρὺ καὶ ἐσσομένοισι πυθέσθαι·\nαἲ γὰρ ἐμοὶ τοσσήνδε θεοὶ δύναμιν περιθεῖεν,\nτίσασθαι μνηστῆρας ὑπερβασίης ἀλεγεινῆς,\nοἵ τέ μοι ὑβρίζοντες ἀτάσθαλα μηχανόωνται.\nἀλλʼ οὔ μοι τοιοῦτον ἐπέκλωσαν θεοὶ ὄλβον,\nπατρί τʼ ἐμῷ καὶ ἐμοί· νῦν δὲ χρὴ τετλάμεν ἔμπης.\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ·\nὦ φίλʼ, ἐπεὶ δὴ ταῦτά μʼ ἀνέμνησας καὶ ἔειπες,\nφασὶ μνηστῆρας σῆς μητέρος εἵνεκα πολλοὺς\nἐν μεγάροις ἀέκητι σέθεν κακὰ μηχανάασθαι·\nεἰπέ μοι, ἠὲ ἑκὼν ὑποδάμνασαι, ἦ σέ γε λαοὶ\nἐχθαίρουσʼ ἀνὰ δῆμον, ἐπισπόμενοι θεοῦ ὀμφῇ.",
    "en": "“Nestor son of Neleus,” answered Telemachus, “honour to the Achaean name, the Achaeans applaud Orestes and his name will live through all time for he has avenged his father nobly. Would that heaven might grant me to do like vengeance on the insolence of the wicked suitors, who are ill treating me and plotting my ruin; but the gods have no such happiness in store for me and for my father, so we must bear it as best we may.”\n“My friend,” said Nestor, “now that you remind me, I remember to have heard that your mother has many suitors, who are ill disposed towards you and are making havoc of your estate. Do you submit to this tamely, or are public feeling and the voice of heaven against you?"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.216–228",
    "orig": "τίς δʼ οἶδʼ εἴ κέ ποτέ σφι βίας ἀποτίσεται ἐλθών,\nἢ ὅ γε μοῦνος ἐὼν ἢ καὶ σύμπαντες Ἀχαιοί;\nεἰ γάρ σʼ ὣς ἐθέλοι φιλέειν γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,\nὡς τότʼ Ὀδυσσῆος περικήδετο κυδαλίμοιο\nδήμῳ ἔνι Τρώων, ὅθι πάσχομεν ἄλγεʼ Ἀχαιοί,\nοὐ γάρ πω ἴδον ὧδε θεοὺς ἀναφανδὰ φιλεῦντας,\nὡς κείνῳ ἀναφανδὰ παρίστατο Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη,\nεἴ σʼ οὕτως ἐθέλοι φιλέειν κήδοιτό τε θυμῷ,\nτῶ κέν τις κείνων γε καὶ ἐκλελάθοιτο γάμοιο.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nὦ γέρον, οὔ πω τοῦτο ἔπος τελέεσθαι ὀίω·\nλίην γὰρ μέγα εἶπες· ἄγη μʼ ἔχει. οὐκ ἂν ἐμοί γε\nἐλπομένῳ τὰ γένοιτʼ, οὐδʼ εἰ θεοὶ ὣς ἐθέλοιεν.",
    "en": "Who knows but what Ulysses may come back after all, and pay these scoundrels in full, either single-handed or with a force of Achaeans behind him? If Minerva were to take as great a liking to you as she did to Ulysses when we were fighting before Troy (for I never yet saw the gods so openly fond of any one as Minerva then was of your father), if she would take as good care of you as she did of him, these wooers would soon some of them forget their wooing.”\nTelemachus answered, “I can expect nothing of the kind; it would be far too much to hope for. I dare not let myself think of it. Even though the gods themselves willed it no such good fortune could befall me.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.229–246",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nΤηλέμαχε, ποῖόν σε ἔπος φύγεν ἕρκος ὀδόντων.\nῥεῖα θεός γʼ ἐθέλων καὶ τηλόθεν ἄνδρα σαώσαι.\nβουλοίμην δʼ ἂν ἐγώ γε καὶ ἄλγεα πολλὰ μογήσας\nοἴκαδέ τʼ ἐλθέμεναι καὶ νόστιμον ἦμαρ ἰδέσθαι,\nἢ ἐλθὼν ἀπολέσθαι ἐφέστιος, ὡς Ἀγαμέμνων\nὤλεθʼ ὑπʼ Αἰγίσθοιο δόλῳ καὶ ἧς ἀλόχοιο.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι θάνατον μὲν ὁμοίιον οὐδὲ θεοί περ\nκαὶ φίλῳ ἀνδρὶ δύνανται ἀλαλκέμεν, ὁππότε κεν δὴ\nμοῖρʼ ὀλοὴ καθέλῃσι τανηλεγέος θανάτοιο.\nτὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nΜέντορ, μηκέτι ταῦτα λεγώμεθα κηδόμενοί περ·\nκείνῳ δʼ οὐκέτι νόστος ἐτήτυμος, ἀλλά οἱ ἤδη\nφράσσαντʼ ἀθάνατοι θάνατον καὶ κῆρα μέλαιναν.\nνῦν δʼ ἐθέλω ἔπος ἄλλο μεταλλῆσαι καὶ ἐρέσθαι\nΝέστορʼ, ἐπεὶ περὶ οἶδε δίκας ἠδὲ φρόνιν ἄλλων·\nτρὶς γὰρ δή μίν φασιν ἀνάξασθαι γένεʼ ἀνδρῶν·\nὥς τέ μοι ἀθάνατος ἰνδάλλεται εἰσοράασθαι.",
    "en": "On this Minerva said, “Telemachus, what are you talking about? Heaven has a long arm if it is minded to save a man; and if it were me, I should not care how much I suffered before getting home, provided I could be safe when I was once there. I would rather this, than get home quickly, and then be killed in my own house as Agamemnon was by the treachery of Aegisthus and his wife. Still, death is certain, and when a man’s hour is come, not even the gods can save him, no matter how fond they are of him.”\n“Mentor,” answered Telemachus, “do not let us talk about it any more. There is no chance of my father’s ever coming back; the gods have long since counselled his destruction. There is something else, however, about which I should like to ask Nestor, for he knows much more than any one else does. They say he has reigned for three generations so that it is like talking to an immortal."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.247–264",
    "orig": "ὦ Νέστορ Νηληϊάδη, σὺ δʼ ἀληθὲς ἐνίσπες·\nπῶς ἔθανʼ Ἀτρεΐδης εὐρὺ κρείων Ἀγαμέμνων;\nποῦ Μενέλαος ἔην; τίνα δʼ αὐτῷ μήσατʼ ὄλεθρον\nΑἴγισθος δολόμητις, ἐπεὶ κτάνε πολλὸν ἀρείω;\nἦ οὐκ Ἄργεος ἦεν Ἀχαιικοῦ, ἀλλά πῃ ἄλλῃ\nπλάζετʼ ἐπʼ ἀνθρώπους, ὁ δὲ θαρσήσας κατέπεφνε;\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, τέκνον, ἀληθέα πάντʼ ἀγορεύσω.\nἦ τοι μὲν τάδε καὐτὸς ὀίεαι, ὥς κεν ἐτύχθη,\nεἰ ζωόν γʼ Αἴγισθον ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἔτετμεν\nἈτρεΐδης Τροίηθεν ἰών, ξανθὸς Μενέλαος·\nτῶ κέ οἱ οὐδὲ θανόντι χυτὴν ἐπὶ γαῖαν ἔχευαν,\nἀλλʼ ἄρα τόν γε κύνες τε καὶ οἰωνοὶ κατέδαψαν\nκείμενον ἐν πεδίῳ ἑκὰς ἄστεος, οὐδέ κέ τίς μιν\nκλαῦσεν Ἀχαιιάδων· μάλα γὰρ μέγα μήσατο ἔργον.\nἡμεῖς μὲν γὰρ κεῖθι πολέας τελέοντες ἀέθλους\nἥμεθʼ· ὁ δʼ εὔκηλος μυχῷ Ἄργεος ἱπποβότοιο\nπόλλʼ Ἀγαμεμνονέην ἄλοχον θέλγεσκʼ ἐπέεσσιν.",
    "en": "Tell me, therefore, Nestor, and tell me true; how did Agamemnon come to die in that way? What was Menelaus doing? And how came false Aegisthus to kill so far better a man than himself? Was Menelaus away from Achaean Argos, voyaging elsewhither among mankind, that Aegisthus took heart and killed Agamemnon?”\n“I will tell you truly,” answered Nestor, “and indeed you have yourself divined how it all happened. If Menelaus when he got back from Troy had found Aegisthus still alive in his house, there would have been no barrow heaped up for him, not even when he was dead, but he would have been thrown outside the city to dogs and vultures, and not a woman would have mourned him, for he had done a deed of great wickedness; but we were over there, fighting hard at Troy, and Aegisthus, who was taking his ease quietly in the heart of Argos, cajoled Agamemnon’s wife Clytemnestra with incessant flattery."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.265–283",
    "orig": "ἡ δʼ ἦ τοι τὸ πρὶν μὲν ἀναίνετο ἔργον ἀεικὲς\nδῖα Κλυταιμνήστρη· φρεσὶ γὰρ κέχρητʼ ἀγαθῇσι·\nπὰρ δʼ ἄρʼ ἔην καὶ ἀοιδὸς ἀνήρ, ᾧ πόλλʼ ἐπέτελλεν\nἈτρεΐδης Τροίηνδε κιὼν εἴρυσθαι ἄκοιτιν.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δή μιν μοῖρα θεῶν ἐπέδησε δαμῆναι,\nδὴ τότε τὸν μὲν ἀοιδὸν ἄγων ἐς νῆσον ἐρήμην\nκάλλιπεν οἰωνοῖσιν ἕλωρ καὶ κύρμα γενέσθαι,\nτὴν δʼ ἐθέλων ἐθέλουσαν ἀνήγαγεν ὅνδε δόμονδε.\nπολλὰ δὲ μηρίʼ ἔκηε θεῶν ἱεροῖς ἐπὶ βωμοῖς,\nπολλὰ δʼ ἀγάλματʼ ἀνῆψεν, ὑφάσματά τε χρυσόν τε,\nἐκτελέσας μέγα ἔργον, ὃ οὔ ποτε ἔλπετο θυμῷ.\nἡμεῖς μὲν γὰρ ἅμα πλέομεν Τροίηθεν ἰόντες,\nἈτρεΐδης καὶ ἐγώ, φίλα εἰδότες ἀλλήλοισιν·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε Σούνιον ἱρὸν ἀφικόμεθʼ, ἄκρον Ἀθηνέων,\nἔνθα κυβερνήτην Μενελάου Φοῖβος Ἀπόλλων\nοἷς ἀγανοῖς βελέεσσιν ἐποιχόμενος κατέπεφνε,\nπηδάλιον μετὰ χερσὶ θεούσης νηὸς ἔχοντα,\nΦρόντιν Ὀνητορίδην, ὃς ἐκαίνυτο φῦλʼ ἀνθρώπων\nνῆα κυβερνῆσαι, ὁπότε σπέρχοιεν ἄελλαι.",
    "en": "“At first she would have nothing to do with his wicked scheme, for she was of a good natural disposition; moreover there was a bard with her, to whom Agamemnon had given strict orders on setting out for Troy, that he was to keep guard over his wife; but when heaven had counselled her destruction, Aegisthus carried this bard off to a desert island and left him there for crows and seagulls to batten upon, after which she went willingly enough to the house of Aegisthus. Then he offered many burnt sacrifices to the gods, and decorated many temples with tapestries and gilding, for he had succeeded far beyond his expectations.\n“Meanwhile Menelaus and I were on our way home from Troy, on good terms with one another. When we got to Sunium, which is the point of Athens, Apollo with his painless shafts killed Phrontis the steersman of Menelaus’ ship (and never man knew better how to handle a vessel in rough weather) so that he died then and there with the helm in his hand, and Menelaus, though very anxious to press forward, had to wait in order to bury his comrade and give him his due funeral rites."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.284–300",
    "orig": "ὣς ὁ μὲν ἔνθα κατέσχετʼ, ἐπειγόμενός περ ὁδοῖο,\nὄφρʼ ἕταρον θάπτοι καὶ ἐπὶ κτέρεα κτερίσειεν.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ καὶ κεῖνος ἰὼν ἐπὶ οἴνοπα πόντον\nἐν νηυσὶ γλαφυρῇσι Μαλειάων ὄρος αἰπὺ\nἷξε θέων, τότε δὴ στυγερὴν ὁδὸν εὐρύοπα Ζεὺς\nἐφράσατο, λιγέων δʼ ἀνέμων ἐπʼ ἀυτμένα χεῦε,\nκύματά τε τροφέοντο πελώρια, ἶσα ὄρεσσιν.\nἔνθα διατμήξας τὰς μὲν Κρήτῃ ἐπέλασσεν,\nἧχι Κύδωνες ἔναιον Ἰαρδάνου ἀμφὶ ῥέεθρα.\nἔστι δέ τις λισσὴ αἰπεῖά τε εἰς ἅλα πέτρη\nἐσχατιῇ Γόρτυνος ἐν ἠεροειδέι πόντῳ·\nἔνθα Νότος μέγα κῦμα ποτὶ σκαιὸν ῥίον ὠθεῖ,\nἐς Φαιστόν, μικρὸς δὲ λίθος μέγα κῦμʼ ἀποέργει.\nαἱ μὲν ἄρʼ ἔνθʼ ἦλθον, σπουδῇ δʼ ἤλυξαν ὄλεθρον\nἄνδρες, ἀτὰρ νῆάς γε ποτὶ σπιλάδεσσιν ἔαξαν\nκύματʼ· ἀτὰρ τὰς πέντε νέας κυανοπρῳρείους\nΑἰγύπτῳ ἐπέλασσε φέρων ἄνεμός τε καὶ ὕδωρ.",
    "en": "Presently, when he too could put to sea again, and had sailed on as far as the Malean heads, Jove counselled evil against him and made it blow hard till the waves ran mountains high. Here he divided his fleet and took the one half towards Crete where the Cydonians dwell round about the waters of the river Iardanus. There is a high headland hereabouts stretching out into the sea from a place called Gortyn, and all along this part of the coast as far as Phaestus the sea runs high when there is a south wind blowing, but after Phaestus the coast is more protected, for a small headland can make a great shelter. Here this part of the fleet was driven on to the rocks and wrecked; but the crews just managed to save themselves. As for the other five ships, they were taken by winds and seas to Egypt, where Menelaus gathered much gold and substance among people of an alien speech."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.301–316",
    "orig": "ὣς ὁ μὲν ἔνθα πολὺν βίοτον καὶ χρυσὸν ἀγείρων\nἠλᾶτο ξὺν νηυσὶ κατʼ ἀλλοθρόους ἀνθρώπους·\nτόφρα δὲ ταῦτʼ Αἴγισθος ἐμήσατο οἴκοθι λυγρά.\nἑπτάετες δʼ ἤνασσε πολυχρύσοιο Μυκήνης,\nκτείνας Ἀτρεΐδην, δέδμητο δὲ λαὸς ὑπʼ αὐτῷ.\nτῷ δέ οἱ ὀγδοάτῳ κακὸν ἤλυθε δῖος Ὀρέστης\nἂψ ἀπʼ Ἀθηνάων, κατὰ δʼ ἔκτανε πατροφονῆα,\nΑἴγισθον δολόμητιν, ὅ οἱ πατέρα κλυτὸν ἔκτα.\nἦ τοι ὁ τὸν κτείνας δαίνυ τάφον Ἀργείοισιν\nμητρός τε στυγερῆς καὶ ἀνάλκιδος Αἰγίσθοιο·\nαὐτῆμαρ δέ οἱ ἦλθε βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Μενέλαος\nπολλὰ κτήματʼ ἄγων, ὅσα οἱ νέες ἄχθος ἄειραν.\nκαὶ σύ, φίλος, μὴ δηθὰ δόμων ἄπο τῆλʼ ἀλάλησο,\nκτήματά τε προλιπὼν ἄνδρας τʼ ἐν σοῖσι δόμοισιν\nοὕτω ὑπερφιάλους, μή τοι κατὰ πάντα φάγωσιν\nκτήματα δασσάμενοι, σὺ δὲ τηϋσίην ὁδὸν ἔλθῃς.",
    "en": "Meanwhile Aegisthus here at home plotted his evil deed. For seven years after he had killed Agamemnon he ruled in Mycene, and the people were obedient under him, but in the eighth year Orestes came back from Athens to be his bane, and killed the murderer of his father. Then he celebrated the funeral rites of his mother and of false Aegisthus by a banquet to the people of Argos, and on that very day Menelaus came home, with as much treasure as his ships could carry.\n“Take my advice then, and do not go travelling about for long so far from home, nor leave your property with such dangerous people in your house; they will eat up everything you have among them, and you will have been on a fool’s errand."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.317–336",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἐς μὲν Μενέλαον ἐγὼ κέλομαι καὶ ἄνωγα\nἐλθεῖν· κεῖνος γὰρ νέον ἄλλοθεν εἰλήλουθεν,\nἐκ τῶν ἀνθρώπων, ὅθεν οὐκ ἔλποιτό γε θυμῷ\nἐλθέμεν, ὅν τινα πρῶτον ἀποσφήλωσιν ἄελλαι\nἐς πέλαγος μέγα τοῖον, ὅθεν τέ περ οὐδʼ οἰωνοὶ\nαὐτόετες οἰχνεῦσιν, ἐπεὶ μέγα τε δεινόν τε.\nἀλλʼ ἴθι νῦν σὺν νηί τε σῇ καὶ σοῖς ἑτάροισιν·\nεἰ δʼ ἐθέλεις πεζός, πάρα τοι δίφρος τε καὶ ἵπποι,\nπὰρ δέ τοι υἷες ἐμοί, οἵ τοι πομπῆες ἔσονται\nἐς Λακεδαίμονα δῖαν, ὅθι ξανθὸς Μενέλαος.\nλίσσεσθαι δέ μιν αὐτός, ἵνα νημερτὲς ἐνίσπῃ·\nψεῦδος δʼ οὐκ ἐρέει· μάλα γὰρ πεπνυμένος ἐστίν.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, ἠέλιος δʼ ἄρʼ ἔδυ καὶ ἐπὶ κνέφας ἦλθε.\nτοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειπε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nὦ γέρον, ἦ τοι ταῦτα κατὰ μοῖραν κατέλεξας·\nἀλλʼ ἄγε τάμνετε μὲν γλώσσας, κεράασθε δὲ οἶνον,\nὄφρα Ποσειδάωνι καὶ ἄλλοις ἀθανάτοισιν\nσπείσαντες κοίτοιο μεδώμεθα· τοῖο γὰρ ὥρη.\nἤδη γὰρ φάος οἴχεθʼ ὑπὸ ζόφον, οὐδὲ ἔοικεν·\nδηθὰ θεῶν ἐν δαιτὶ θαασσέμεν, ἀλλὰ νέεσθαι.",
    "en": "Still, I should advise you by all means to go and visit Menelaus, who has lately come off a voyage among such distant peoples as no man could ever hope to get back from, when the winds had once carried him so far out of his reckoning; even birds cannot fly the distance in a twelve-month, so vast and terrible are the seas that they must cross. Go to him, therefore, by sea, and take your own men with you; or if you would rather travel by land you can have a chariot, you can have horses, and here are my sons who can escort you to Lacedaemon where Menelaus lives. Beg of him to speak the truth, and he will tell you no lies, for he is an excellent person.”\nAs he spoke the sun set and it came on dark, whereon Minerva said, “Sir, all that you have said is well; now, however, order the tongues of the victims to be cut, and mix wine that we may make drink-offerings to Neptune, and the other immortals, and then go to bed, for it is bed time. People should go away early and not keep late hours at a religious festival.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.337–355",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα Διὸς θυγάτηρ, οἱ δʼ ἔκλυον αὐδησάσης.\nτοῖσι δὲ κήρυκες μὲν ὕδωρ ἐπὶ χεῖρας ἔχευαν,\nκοῦροι δὲ κρητῆρας ἐπεστέψαντο ποτοῖο,\nνώμησαν δʼ ἄρα πᾶσιν ἐπαρξάμενοι δεπάεσσι·\nγλώσσας δʼ ἐν πυρὶ βάλλον, ἀνιστάμενοι δʼ ἐπέλειβον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ σπεῖσάν τʼ ἔπιον θʼ, ὅσον ἤθελε θυμός,\nδὴ τότʼ Ἀθηναίη καὶ Τηλέμαχος θεοειδὴς\nἄμφω ἱέσθην κοίλην ἐπὶ νῆα νέεσθαι.\nΝέστωρ δʼ αὖ κατέρυκε καθαπτόμενος ἐπέεσσιν·\nΖεὺς τό γʼ ἀλεξήσειε καὶ ἀθάνατοι θεοὶ ἄλλοι,\nὡς ὑμεῖς παρʼ ἐμεῖο θοὴν ἐπὶ νῆα κίοιτε\nὥς τέ τευ ἦ παρὰ πάμπαν ἀνείμονος ἠδὲ πενιχροῦ,\nᾧ οὔ τι χλαῖναι καὶ ῥήγεα πόλλʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nοὔτʼ αὐτῷ μαλακῶς οὔτε ξείνοισιν ἐνεύδειν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ πάρα μὲν χλαῖναι καὶ ῥήγεα καλά.\nοὔ θην δὴ τοῦδʼ ἀνδρὸς Ὀδυσσῆος φίλος υἱὸς\nνηὸς ἐπʼ ἰκριόφιν καταλέξεται, ὄφρʼ ἂν ἐγώ γε\nζώω, ἔπειτα δὲ παῖδες ἐνὶ μεγάροισι λίπωνται,\nξείνους ξεινίζειν, ὅς τίς κʼ ἐμὰ δώμαθʼ ἵκηται.",
    "en": "Thus spoke the daughter of Jove, and they obeyed her saying. Men servants poured water over the hands of the guests, while pages filled the mixing-bowls with wine and water, and handed it round after giving every man his drink offering; then they threw the tongues of the victims into the fire, and stood up to make their drink offerings. When they had made their offerings and had drunk each as much as he was minded, Minerva and Telemachus were for going on board their ship, but Nestor caught them up at once and stayed them.\n“Heaven and the immortal gods,” he exclaimed, “forbid that you should leave my house to go on board of a ship. Do you think I am so poor and short of clothes, or that I have so few cloaks and as to be unable to find comfortable beds both for myself and for my guests? Let me tell you I have store both of rugs and cloaks, and shall not permit the son of my old friend Ulysses to camp down on the deck of a ship, not while I live, nor yet will my sons after me, but they will keep open house as I have done.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.356–370",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nεὖ δὴ ταῦτά γʼ ἔφησθα, γέρον φίλε· σοὶ δὲ ἔοικεν\nΤηλέμαχον πείθεσθαι, ἐπεὶ πολὺ κάλλιον οὕτως.\nἀλλʼ οὗτος μὲν νῦν σοὶ ἅμʼ ἕψεται, ὄφρα κεν εὕδῃ\nσοῖσιν ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν· ἐγὼ δʼ ἐπὶ νῆα μέλαιναν\nεἶμʼ, ἵνα θαρσύνω θʼ ἑτάρους εἴπω τε ἕκαστα.\nοἶος γὰρ μετὰ τοῖσι γεραίτερος εὔχομαι εἶναι·\nοἱ δʼ ἄλλοι φιλότητι νεώτεροι ἄνδρες ἕπονται,\nπάντες ὁμηλικίη μεγαθύμου Τηλεμάχοιο.\nἔνθα κε λεξαίμην κοίλῃ παρὰ νηὶ μελαίνῃ\nνῦν· ἀτὰρ ἠῶθεν μετὰ Καύκωνας μεγαθύμους\nεἶμʼ ἔνθα χρεῖός μοι ὀφέλλεται, οὔ τι νέον γε\nοὐδʼ ὀλίγον. σὺ δὲ τοῦτον, ἐπεὶ τεὸν ἵκετο δῶμα,\nπέμψον σὺν δίφρῳ τε καὶ υἱέι· δὸς δέ οἱ ἵππους,\nοἵ τοι ἐλαφρότατοι θείειν καὶ κάρτος ἄριστοι.",
    "en": "Then Minerva answered, “Sir, you have spoken well, and it will be much better that Telemachus should do as you have said; he, therefore, shall return with you and sleep at your house, but I must go back to give orders to my crew, and keep them in good heart. I am the only older person among them; the rest are all young men of Telemachus’ own age, who have taken this voyage out of friendship; so I must return to the ship and sleep there. Moreover to-morrow I must go to the Cauconians where I have a large sum of money long owing to me. As for Telemachus, now that he is your guest, send him to Lacedaemon in a chariot, and let one of your sons go with him. Be pleased to also provide him with your best and fleetest horses.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.371–384",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσασʼ ἀπέβη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη\nφήνῃ εἰδομένη· θάμβος δʼ ἕλε πάντας ἰδόντας.\nθαύμαζεν δʼ ὁ γεραιός, ὅπως ἴδεν ὀφθαλμοῖσι·\nΤηλεμάχου δʼ ἕλε χεῖρα, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nὦ φίλος, οὔ σε ἔολπα κακὸν καὶ ἄναλκιν ἔσεσθαι,\nεἰ δή τοι νέῳ ὧδε θεοὶ πομπῆες ἕπονται.\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τις ὅδʼ ἄλλος Ὀλύμπια δώματʼ ἐχόντων,\nἀλλὰ Διὸς θυγάτηρ, κυδίστη Τριτογένεια,\nἥ τοι καὶ πατέρʼ ἐσθλὸν ἐν Ἀργείοισιν ἐτίμα.\nἀλλὰ ἄνασσʼ ἵληθι, δίδωθι δέ μοι κλέος ἐσθλόν,\nαὐτῷ καὶ παίδεσσι καὶ αἰδοίῃ παρακοίτι·\nσοὶ δʼ αὖ ἐγὼ ῥέξω βοῦν ἦνιν εὐρυμέτωπον\nἀδμήτην, ἣν οὔ πω ὑπὸ ζυγὸν ἤγαγεν ἀνήρ·\nτήν τοι ἐγὼ ῥέξω χρυσὸν κέρασιν περιχεύας.",
    "en": "When she had thus spoken, she flew away in the form of an eagle, and all marvelled as they beheld it. Nestor was astonished, and took Telemachus by the hand. “My friend,” said he, “I see that you are going to be a great hero some day, since the gods wait upon you thus while you are still so young. This can have been none other of those who dwell in heaven than Jove’s redoubtable daughter, the Trito-born, who shewed such favour towards your brave father among the Argives. Holy queen,” he continued, “vouchsafe to send down thy grace upon myself, my good wife, and my children. In return, I will offer you in sacrifice a broad-browed heifer of a year old, unbroken, and never yet brought by man under the yoke. I will gild her horns, and will offer her up to you in sacrifice.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.385–403",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ εὐχόμενος, τοῦ δʼ ἔκλυε Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη.\nτοῖσιν δʼ ἡγεμόνευε Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ,\nυἱάσι καὶ γαμβροῖσιν, ἑὰ πρὸς δώματα καλά.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δώμαθʼ ἵκοντο ἀγακλυτὰ τοῖο ἄνακτος,\nἑξείης ἕζοντο κατὰ κλισμούς τε θρόνους τε·\nτοῖς δʼ ὁ γέρων ἐλθοῦσιν ἀνὰ κρητῆρα κέρασσεν\nοἴνου ἡδυπότοιο, τὸν ἑνδεκάτῳ ἐνιαυτῷ\nὤιξεν ταμίη καὶ ἀπὸ κρήδεμνον ἔλυσε·\nτοῦ ὁ γέρων κρητῆρα κεράσσατο, πολλὰ δʼ Ἀθήνῃ\nεὔχετʼ ἀποσπένδων, κούρῃ Διὸς αἰγιόχοιο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ σπεῖσάν τʼ ἔπιον θʼ, ὅσον ἤθελε θυμός,\nοἱ μὲν κακκείοντες ἔβαν οἶκόνδε ἕκαστος,\nτὸν δʼ αὐτοῦ κοίμησε Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ,\nΤηλέμαχον, φίλον υἱὸν Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο,\nτρητοῖς ἐν λεχέεσσιν ὑπʼ αἰθούσῃ ἐριδούπῳ,\nπὰρʼ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐυμμελίην Πεισίστρατον, ὄρχαμον ἀνδρῶν,\nὅς οἱ ἔτʼ ἠίθεος παίδων ἦν ἐν μεγάροισιν·\nαὐτὸς δʼ αὖτε καθεῦδε μυχῷ δόμου ὑψηλοῖο,\nτῷ δʼ ἄλοχος δέσποινα λέχος πόρσυνε καὶ εὐνήν.",
    "en": "Thus did he pray, and Minerva heard his prayer. He then led the way to his own house, followed by his sons and sons in law. When they had got there and had taken their places on the benches and seats, he mixed them a bowl of sweet wine that was eleven years old when the housekeeper took the lid off the jar that held it. As he mixed the wine, he prayed much and made drink offerings to Minerva, daughter of Aegis-bearing Jove. Then, when they had made their drink offerings and had drunk each as much as he was minded, the others went home to bed each in his own abode; but Nestor put Telemachus to sleep in the room that was over the gateway along with Pisistratus, who was the only unmarried son now left him. As for himself, he slept in an inner room of the house, with the queen his wife by his side."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.404–417",
    "orig": "ἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nὤρνυτʼ ἄρʼ ἐξ εὐνῆφι Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ,\nἐκ δʼ ἐλθὼν κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετʼ ἐπὶ ξεστοῖσι λίθοισιν,\nοἵ οἱ ἔσαν προπάροιθε θυράων ὑψηλάων,\nλευκοί, ἀποστίλβοντες ἀλείφατος· οἷς ἔπι μὲν πρὶν\nΝηλεὺς ἵζεσκεν, θεόφιν μήστωρ ἀτάλαντος·\nἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν ἤδη κηρὶ δαμεὶς Ἄϊδόσδε βεβήκει,\nΝέστωρ αὖ τότʼ ἐφῖζε Γερήνιος, οὖρος Ἀχαιῶν,\nσκῆπτρον ἔχων. περὶ δʼ υἷες ἀολλέες ἠγερέθοντο\nἐκ θαλάμων ἐλθόντες, Ἐχέφρων τε Στρατίος τε\nΠερσεύς τʼ Ἄρητός τε καὶ ἀντίθεος Θρασυμήδης.\nτοῖσι δʼ ἔπειθʼ ἕκτος Πεισίστρατος ἤλυθεν ἥρως,\nπὰρ δʼ ἄρα Τηλέμαχον θεοείκελον εἷσαν ἄγοντες.\nτοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ·",
    "en": "Now when the child of morning rosy-fingered Dawn appeared, Nestor left his couch and took his seat on the benches of white and polished marble that stood in front of his house. Here aforetime sat Neleus, peer of gods in counsel, but he was now dead, and had gone to the house of Hades; so Nestor sat in his seat sceptre in hand, as guardian of the public weal. His sons as they left their rooms gathered round him, Echephron, Stratius, Perseus, Aretus, and Thrasymedes; the sixth son was Pisistratus, and when Telemachus joined them they made him sit with them. Nestor then addressed them."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.418–429",
    "orig": "καρπαλίμως μοι, τέκνα φίλα, κρηήνατʼ ἐέλδωρ,\nὄφρʼ ἦ τοι πρώτιστα θεῶν ἱλάσσομʼ Ἀθήνην,\nἥ μοι ἐναργὴς ἦλθε θεοῦ ἐς δαῖτα θάλειαν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγʼ ὁ μὲν πεδίονδʼ ἐπὶ βοῦν, ἴτω, ὄφρα τάχιστα\nἔλθῃσιν, ἐλάσῃ δὲ βοῶν ἐπιβουκόλος ἀνήρ·\nεἷς δʼ ἐπὶ Τηλεμάχου μεγαθύμου νῆα μέλαιναν\nπάντας ἰὼν ἑτάρους ἀγέτω, λιπέτω δὲ δύʼ οἴους·\nεἷς δʼ αὖ χρυσοχόον Λαέρκεα δεῦρο κελέσθω\nἐλθεῖν, ὄφρα βοὸς χρυσὸν κέρασιν περιχεύῃ.\nοἱ δʼ ἄλλοι μένετʼ αὐτοῦ ἀολλέες, εἴπατε δʼ εἴσω\nδμῳῇσιν κατὰ δώματʼ ἀγακλυτὰ δαῖτα πένεσθαι,\nἕδρας τε ξύλα τʼ ἀμφὶ καὶ ἀγλαὸν οἰσέμεν ὕδωρ.",
    "en": "“My sons,” said he, “make haste to do as I shall bid you. I wish first and foremost to propitiate the great goddess Minerva, who manifested herself visibly to me during yesterday’s festivities. Go, then, one or other of you to the plain, tell the stockman to look me out a heifer, and come on here with it at once. Another must go to Telemachus’ ship, and invite all the crew, leaving two men only in charge of the vessel. Some one else will run and fetch Laerceus the goldsmith to gild the horns of the heifer. The rest, stay all of you where you are; tell the maids in the house to prepare an excellent dinner, and to fetch seats, and logs of wood for a burnt offering. Tell them also to bring me some clear spring water.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.430–446",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἐποίπνυον. ἦλθε μὲν ἂρ βοῦς\nἐκ πεδίου, ἦλθον δὲ θοῆς παρὰ νηὸς ἐίσης\nΤηλεμάχου ἕταροι μεγαλήτορος, ἦλθε δὲ χαλκεὺς\nὅπλʼ ἐν χερσὶν ἔχων χαλκήια, πείρατα τέχνης,\nἄκμονά τε σφῦράν τʼ ἐυποίητόν τε πυράγρην,\nοἷσίν τε χρυσὸν εἰργάζετο· ἦλθε δʼ Ἀθήνη\nἱρῶν ἀντιόωσα. γέρων δʼ ἱππηλάτα Νέστωρ\nχρυσὸν ἔδωχʼ· ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα βοὸς κέρασιν περίχευεν\nἀσκήσας, ἵνʼ ἄγαλμα θεὰ κεχάροιτο ἰδοῦσα.\nβοῦν δʼ ἀγέτην κεράων Στρατίος καὶ δῖος Ἐχέφρων.\nχέρνιβα δέ σφʼ Ἄρητος ἐν ἀνθεμόεντι λέβητι\nἤλυθεν ἐκ θαλάμοιο φέρων, ἑτέρῃ δʼ ἔχεν οὐλὰς\nἐν κανέῳ πέλεκυν δὲ μενεπτόλεμος Θρασυμήδης\nὀξὺν ἔχων ἐν χειρὶ παρίστατο βοῦν ἐπικόψων.\nΠερσεὺς δʼ ἀμνίον εἶχε· γέρων δʼ ἱππηλάτα Νέστωρ\nχέρνιβά τʼ οὐλοχύτας τε κατήρχετο, πολλὰ δʼ Ἀθήνῃ\nεὔχετʼ ἀπαρχόμενος, κεφαλῆς τρίχας ἐν πυρὶ βάλλων.",
    "en": "On this they hurried off on their several errands. The heifer was brought in from the plain, and Telemachus’s crew came from the ship; the goldsmith brought the anvil, hammer, and tongs, with which he worked his gold, and Minerva herself came to accept the sacrifice. Nestor gave out the gold, and the smith gilded the horns of the heifer that the goddess might have pleasure in their beauty. Then Stratius and Echephron brought her in by the horns; Aretus fetched water from the house in a ewer that had a flower pattern on it, and in his other hand he held a basket of barley meal; sturdy Thrasymedes stood by with a sharp axe, ready to strike the heifer, while Perseus held a bucket. Then Nestor began with washing his hands and sprinkling the barley meal, and he offered many a prayer to Minerva as he threw a lock from the heifer’s head upon the fire."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.447–463",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ εὔξαντο καὶ οὐλοχύτας προβάλοντο,\nαὐτίκα Νέστορος υἱὸς ὑπέρθυμος Θρασυμήδης\nἤλασεν ἄγχι στάς· πέλεκυς δʼ ἀπέκοψε τένοντας\nαὐχενίους, λῦσεν δὲ βοὸς μένος. αἱ δʼ ὀλόλυξαν\nθυγατέρες τε νυοί τε καὶ αἰδοίη παράκοιτις\nΝέστορος, Εὐρυδίκη, πρέσβα Κλυμένοιο θυγατρῶν.\nοἱ μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἀνελόντες ἀπὸ χθονὸς εὐρυοδείης\nἔσχον· ἀτὰρ σφάξεν Πεισίστρατος, ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν.\nτῆς δʼ ἐπεὶ ἐκ μέλαν αἷμα ῥύη, λίπε δʼ ὀστέα θυμός,\nαἶψʼ ἄρα μιν διέχευαν, ἄφαρ δʼ ἐκ μηρία τάμνον\nπάντα κατὰ μοῖραν, κατά τε κνίσῃ ἐκάλυψαν\nδίπτυχα ποιήσαντες, ἐπʼ αὐτῶν δʼ ὠμοθέτησαν.\nκαῖε δʼ ἐπὶ σχίζῃς ὁ γέρων, ἐπὶ δʼ αἴθοπα οἶνον\nλεῖβε· νέοι δὲ παρʼ αὐτὸν ἔχον πεμπώβολα χερσίν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ κατὰ μῆρʼ ἐκάη καὶ σπλάγχνα πάσαντο,\nμίστυλλόν τʼ ἄρα τἆλλα καὶ ἀμφʼ ὀβελοῖσιν ἔπειραν,\nὤπτων δʼ ἀκροπόρους ὀβελοὺς ἐν χερσὶν ἔχοντες.",
    "en": "When they had done praying and sprinkling the barley meal Thrasymedes dealt his blow, and brought the heifer down with a stroke that cut through the tendons at the base of her neck, whereon the daughters and daughters in law of Nestor, and his venerable wife Eurydice (she was eldest daughter to Clymenus) screamed with delight. Then they lifted the heifer’s head from off the ground, and Pisistratus cut her throat. When she had done bleeding and was quite dead, they cut her up. They cut out the thigh bones all in due course, wrapped them round in two layers of fat, and set some pieces of raw meat on the top of them; then Nestor laid them upon the wood fire and poured wine over them, while the young men stood near him with five-pronged spits in their hands. When the thighs were burned and they had tasted the inward meats, they cut the rest of the meat up small, put the pieces on the spits and toasted them over the fire."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.464–476",
    "orig": "τόφρα δὲ Τηλέμαχον λοῦσεν καλὴ Πολυκάστη,\nΝέστορος ὁπλοτάτη θυγάτηρ Νηληϊάδαο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ λοῦσέν τε καὶ ἔχρισεν λίπʼ ἐλαίῳ,\nἀμφὶ δέ μιν φᾶρος καλὸν βάλεν ἠδὲ χιτῶνα,\nἔκ ῥʼ ἀσαμίνθου βῆ δέμας ἀθανάτοισιν ὁμοῖος·\nπὰρ δʼ ὅ γε Νέστορʼ ἰὼν κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετο, ποιμένα λαῶν.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ ὤπτησαν κρέʼ ὑπέρτερα καὶ ἐρύσαντο,\nδαίνυνθʼ ἑζόμενοι· ἐπὶ δʼ ἀνέρες ἐσθλοὶ ὄροντο\nοἶνον οἰνοχοεῦντες ἐνὶ χρυσέοις δεπάεσσιν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nτοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ·\nπαῖδες ἐμοί, ἄγε Τηλεμάχῳ καλλίτριχας ἵππους\nζεύξαθʼ ὑφʼ ἅρματʼ ἄγοντες, ἵνα πρήσσῃσιν ὁδοῖο.",
    "en": "Meanwhile lovely Polycaste, Nestor’s youngest daughter, washed Telemachus. When she had washed him and anointed him with oil, she brought him a fair mantle and shirt, and he looked like a god as he came from the bath and took his seat by the side of Nestor. When the outer meats were done they drew them off the spits and sat down to dinner where they were waited upon by some worthy henchmen, who kept pouring them out their wine in cups of gold. As soon as they had had enough to eat and drink Nestor said, “Sons, put Telemachus’s horses to the chariot that he may start at once.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 3.477–497",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα τοῦ μάλα μὲν κλύον ἠδʼ ἐπίθοντο,\nκαρπαλίμως δʼ ἔζευξαν ὑφʼ ἅρμασιν ὠκέας ἵππους.\nἐν δὲ γυνὴ ταμίη σῖτον καὶ οἶνον ἔθηκεν\nὄψα τε, οἷα ἔδουσι διοτρεφέες βασιλῆες.\nἂν δʼ ἄρα Τηλέμαχος περικαλλέα βήσετο δίφρον·\nπὰρ δʼ ἄρα Νεστορίδης Πεισίστρατος, ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν,\nἐς δίφρον τʼ ἀνέβαινε καὶ ἡνία λάζετο χερσί,\nμάστιξεν δʼ ἐλάαν, τὼ δʼ οὐκ ἀέκοντε πετέσθην\nἐς πεδίον, λιπέτην δὲ Πύλου αἰπὺ πτολίεθρον.\nοἱ δὲ πανημέριοι σεῖον ζυγὸν ἀμφὶς ἔχοντες.\nδύσετό τʼ ἠέλιος σκιόωντό τε πᾶσαι ἀγυιαί,\nἐς Φηρὰς δʼ ἵκοντο Διοκλῆος ποτὶ δῶμα,\nυἱέος Ὀρτιλόχοιο, τὸν Ἀλφειὸς τέκε παῖδα.\nἔνθα δὲ νύκτʼ ἄεσαν, ὁ δὲ τοῖς πὰρ ξείνια θῆκεν.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nἵππους τε ζεύγνυντʼ ἀνά θʼ ἅρματα ποικίλʼ ἔβαινον·\nἐκ δʼ ἔλασαν προθύροιο καὶ αἰθούσης ἐριδούπου·\nμάστιξεν δʼ ἐλάαν, τὼ δʼ οὐκ ἀέκοντε πετέσθην.\nἷξον δʼ ἐς πεδίον πυρηφόρον, ἔνθα δʼ ἔπειτα\nἦνον ὁδόν· τοῖον γὰρ ὑπέκφερον ὠκέες ἵπποι.\nδύσετό τʼ ἠέλιος σκιόωντό τε πᾶσαι ἀγυιαί.",
    "en": "Thus did he speak, and they did even as he had said, and yoked the fleet horses to the chariot. The housekeeper packed them up a provision of bread, wine, and sweet meats fit for the sons of princes. Then Telemachus got into the chariot, while Pisistratus gathered up the reins and took his seat beside him. He lashed the horses on and they flew forward nothing loth into the open country, leaving the high citadel of Pylos behind them. All that day did they travel, swaying the yoke upon their necks till the sun went down and darkness was over all the land. Then they reached Pherae where Diocles lived, who was son to Ortilochus and grandson to Alpheus. Here they passed the night and Diocles entertained them hospitably. When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, they again yoked their horses and drove out through the gateway under the echoing gatehouse. Pisistratus lashed the horses on and they flew forward nothing loth; presently they came to the corn lands of the open country, and in the course of time completed their journey, so well did their steeds take them.\nNow when the sun had set and darkness was over the land,"
   }
  ],
  "4": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.1–14",
    "orig": "οἱ δʼ ἷξον κοίλην Λακεδαίμονα κητώεσσαν,\nπρὸς δʼ ἄρα δώματʼ ἔλων Μενελάου κυδαλίμοιο.\nτὸν δʼ εὗρον δαινύντα γάμον πολλοῖσιν ἔτῃσιν\nυἱέος ἠδὲ θυγατρὸς ἀμύμονος ᾧ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ.\nτὴν μὲν Ἀχιλλῆος ῥηξήνορος υἱέι πέμπεν·\nἐν Τροίῃ γὰρ πρῶτον ὑπέσχετο καὶ κατένευσε\nδωσέμεναι, τοῖσιν δὲ θεοὶ γάμον ἐξετέλειον.\nτὴν ἄρʼ ὅ γʼ ἔνθʼ ἵπποισι καὶ ἅρμασι πέμπε νέεσθαι\nΜυρμιδόνων προτὶ ἄστυ περικλυτόν, οἷσιν ἄνασσεν.\nυἱέι δὲ Σπάρτηθεν Ἀλέκτορος ἤγετο κούρην,\nὅς οἱ τηλύγετος γένετο κρατερὸς Μεγαπένθης\nἐκ δούλης· Ἑλένῃ δὲ θεοὶ γόνον οὐκέτʼ ἔφαινον,\nἐπεὶ δὴ τὸ πρῶτον ἐγείνατο παῖδʼ ἐρατεινήν,\nἙρμιόνην, ἣ εἶδος ἔχε χρυσέης Ἀφροδίτης.",
    "en": "they reached the low lying city of Lacedaemon, where they drove straight to the abode of Menelaus [and found him in his own house, feasting with his many clansmen in honour of the wedding of his son, and also of his daughter, whom he was marrying to the son of that valiant warrior Achilles. He had given his consent and promised her to him while he was still at Troy, and now the gods were bringing the marriage about; so he was sending her with chariots and horses to the city of the Myrmidons over whom Achilles’ son was reigning. For his only son he had found a bride from Sparta, the daughter of Alector. This son, Megapenthes, was born to him of a bondwoman, for heaven vouchsafed Helen no more children after she had borne Hermione, who was fair as golden Venus herself."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.15–29",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν δαίνυντο καθʼ ὑψερεφὲς μέγα δῶμα\nγείτονες ἠδὲ ἔται Μενελάου κυδαλίμοιο,\nτερπόμενοι· μετὰ δέ σφιν ἐμέλπετο θεῖος ἀοιδὸς\nφορμίζων, δοιὼ δὲ κυβιστητῆρε κατʼ αὐτούς,\nμολπῆς ἐξάρχοντος, ἐδίνευον κατὰ μέσσους.\nτὼ δʼ αὖτʼ ἐν προθύροισι δόμων αὐτώ τε καὶ ἵππω,\nΤηλέμαχός θʼ ἥρως καὶ Νέστορος ἀγλαὸς υἱός,\nστῆσαν· ὁ δὲ προμολὼν ἴδετο κρείων Ἐτεωνεύς,\nὀτρηρὸς θεράπων Μενελάου κυδαλίμοιο,\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεν ἀγγελέων διὰ δώματα ποιμένι λαῶν,\nἀγχοῦ δʼ ἱστάμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nξείνω δή τινε τώδε, διοτρεφὲς ὦ Μενέλαε,\nἄνδρε δύω, γενεῇ δὲ Διὸς μεγάλοιο ἔικτον.\nἀλλʼ εἴπʼ, ἤ σφωιν καταλύσομεν ὠκέας ἵππους,\nἦ ἄλλον πέμπωμεν ἱκανέμεν, ὅς κε φιλήσῃ.",
    "en": "So the neighbours and kinsmen of Menelaus were feasting and making merry in his house. There was a bard also to sing to them and play his lyre, while two tumblers went about performing in the midst of them when the man struck up with his tune.\nTelemachus and the son of Nestor stayed their horses at the gate, whereon Eteoneus servant to Menelaus came out, and as soon as he saw them ran hurrying back into the house to tell his Master. He went close up to him and said, “Menelaus, there are some strangers come here, two men, who look like sons of Jove. What are we to do? Shall we take their horses out, or tell them to find friends elsewhere as they best can?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.30–48",
    "orig": "τὸν δὲ μέγʼ ὀχθήσας προσέφη ξανθὸς Μενέλαος·\nοὐ μὲν νήπιος ἦσθα, Βοηθοΐδη Ἐτεωνεῦ,\nτὸ πρίν· ἀτὰρ μὲν νῦν γε πάϊς ὣς νήπια βάζεις.\nἦ μὲν δὴ νῶι ξεινήια πολλὰ φαγόντε\nἄλλων ἀνθρώπων δεῦρʼ ἱκόμεθʼ, αἴ κέ ποθι Ζεὺς\nἐξοπίσω περ παύσῃ ὀιζύος. ἀλλὰ λύʼ ἵππους\nξείνων, ἐς δʼ αὐτοὺς προτέρω ἄγε θοινηθῆναι.\nὣς φάθʼ, ὁ δὲ μεγάροιο διέσσυτο, κέκλετο δʼ ἄλλους\nὀτρηροὺς θεράποντας ἅμα σπέσθαι ἑοῖ αὐτῷ.\nοἱ δʼ ἵππους μὲν λῦσαν ὑπὸ ζυγοῦ ἱδρώοντας,\nκαὶ τοὺς μὲν κατέδησαν ἐφʼ ἱππείῃσι κάπῃσι,\nπὰρ δʼ ἔβαλον ζειάς, ἀνὰ δὲ κρῖ λευκὸν ἔμιξαν,\nἅρματα δʼ ἔκλιναν πρὸς ἐνώπια παμφανόωντα,\nαὐτοὺς δʼ εἰσῆγον θεῖον δόμον. οἱ δὲ ἰδόντες\nθαύμαζον κατὰ δῶμα διοτρεφέος βασιλῆος·\nὥς τε γὰρ ἠελίου αἴγλη πέλεν ἠὲ σελήνης\nδῶμα καθʼ ὑψερεφὲς Μενελάου κυδαλίμοιο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ τάρπησαν ὁρώμενοι ὀφθαλμοῖσιν,\nἔς ῥʼ ἀσαμίνθους βάντες ἐυξέστας λούσαντο.",
    "en": "Menelaus was very angry and said, “Eteoneus, son of Boethous, you never used to be a fool, but now you talk like a simpleton. Take their horses out, of course, and show the strangers in that they may have supper; you and I have staid often enough at other people’s houses before we got back here, where heaven grant that we may rest in peace henceforward.”\nSo Eteoneus bustled back and bade the other servants come with him. They took their sweating steeds from under the yoke, made them fast to the mangers, and gave them a feed of oats and barley mixed. Then they leaned the chariot against the end wall of the courtyard, and led the way into the house. Telemachus and Pisistratus were astonished when they saw it, for its splendour was as that of the sun and moon; then, when they had admired everything to their heart’s content, they went into the bath room and washed themselves."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.49–64",
    "orig": "τοὺς δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν δμῳαὶ λοῦσαν καὶ χρῖσαν ἐλαίῳ,\nἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρα χλαίνας οὔλας βάλον ἠδὲ χιτῶνας,\nἔς ῥα θρόνους ἕζοντο παρʼ Ἀτρεΐδην Μενέλαον.\nχέρνιβα δʼ ἀμφίπολος προχόῳ ἐπέχευε φέρουσα\nκαλῇ χρυσείῃ ὑπὲρ ἀργυρέοιο λέβητος,\nνίψασθαι· παρὰ δὲ ξεστὴν ἐτάνυσσε τράπεζαν.\nσῖτον δʼ αἰδοίη ταμίη παρέθηκε φέρουσα,\nεἴδατα πόλλʼ ἐπιθεῖσα, χαριζομένη παρεόντων.\nδαιτρὸς δὲ κρειῶν πίνακας παρέθηκεν ἀείρας\nπαντοίων, παρὰ δέ σφι τίθει χρύσεια κύπελλα.\nτὼ καὶ δεικνύμενος προσέφη ξανθὸς Μενέλαος·\nσίτου θʼ ἅπτεσθον καὶ χαίρετον. αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nδείπνου πασσαμένω εἰρησόμεθʼ, οἵ τινές ἐστον\nἀνδρῶν· οὐ γὰρ σφῷν γε γένος ἀπόλωλε τοκήων,\nἀλλʼ ἀνδρῶν γένος ἐστὲ διοτρεφέων βασιλήων\nσκηπτούχων, ἐπεὶ οὔ κε κακοὶ τοιούσδε τέκοιεν.",
    "en": "When the servants had washed them and anointed them with oil, they brought them woollen cloaks and shirts, and the two took their seats by the side of Menelaus. A maid-servant brought them water in a beautiful golden ewer, and poured it into a silver basin for them to wash their hands; and she drew a clean table beside them. An upper servant brought them bread, and offered them many good things of what there was in the house, while the carver fetched them plates of all manner of meats and set cups of gold by their side.\nMenelaus then greeted them saying, “Fall to, and welcome; when you have done supper I shall ask who you are, for the lineage of such men as you cannot have been lost. You must be descended from a line of sceptre-bearing kings, for poor people do not have such sons as you are.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.65–75",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, καί σφιν νῶτα βοὸς παρὰ πίονα θῆκεν\nὄπτʼ ἐν χερσὶν ἑλών, τά ῥά οἱ γέρα πάρθεσαν αὐτῷ.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nδὴ τότε Τηλέμαχος προσεφώνεε Νέστορος υἱόν,\nἄγχι σχὼν κεφαλήν, ἵνα μὴ πευθοίαθʼ οἱ ἄλλοι·\nφράζεο, Νεστορίδη, τῷ ἐμῷ κεχαρισμένε θυμῷ,\nχαλκοῦ τε στεροπὴν κὰδ δώματα ἠχήεντα\nχρυσοῦ τʼ ἠλέκτρου τε καὶ ἀργύρου ἠδʼ ἐλέφαντος.\nΖηνός που τοιήδε γʼ Ὀλυμπίου ἔνδοθεν αὐλή,\nὅσσα τάδʼ ἄσπετα πολλά· σέβας μʼ ἔχει εἰσορόωντα.",
    "en": "On this he handed them a piece of fat roast loin, which had been set near him as being a prime part, and they laid their hands on the good things that were before them; as soon as they had had enough to eat and drink, Telemachus said to the son of Nestor, with his head so close that no one might hear, “Look, Pisistratus, man after my own heart, see the gleam of bronze and gold, of amber, ivory, and silver. Everything is so splendid that it is like seeing the palace of Olympian Jove. I am lost in admiration.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.76–93",
    "orig": "τοῦ δʼ ἀγορεύοντος ξύνετο ξανθὸς Μενέλαος,\nκαί σφεας φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nτέκνα φίλʼ, ἦ τοι Ζηνὶ βροτῶν οὐκ ἄν τις ἐρίζοι·\nἀθάνατοι γὰρ τοῦ γε δόμοι καὶ κτήματʼ ἔασιν·\nἀνδρῶν δʼ ἤ κέν τίς μοι ἐρίσσεται, ἠὲ καὶ οὐκί,\nκτήμασιν. ἦ γὰρ πολλὰ παθὼν καὶ πόλλʼ ἐπαληθεὶς\nἠγαγόμην ἐν νηυσὶ καὶ ὀγδοάτῳ ἔτει ἦλθον,\nΚύπρον Φοινίκην τε καὶ Αἰγυπτίους ἐπαληθείς,\nΑἰθίοπάς θʼ ἱκόμην καὶ Σιδονίους καὶ Ἐρεμβοὺς\nκαὶ Λιβύην, ἵνα τʼ ἄρνες ἄφαρ κεραοὶ τελέθουσι.\nτρὶς γὰρ τίκτει μῆλα τελεσφόρον εἰς ἐνιαυτόν.\nἔνθα μὲν οὔτε ἄναξ ἐπιδευὴς οὔτε τι ποιμὴν\nτυροῦ καὶ κρειῶν οὐδὲ γλυκεροῖο γάλακτος,\nἀλλʼ αἰεὶ παρέχουσιν ἐπηετανὸν γάλα θῆσθαι.\nἧος ἐγὼ περὶ κεῖνα πολὺν βίοτον συναγείρων\nἠλώμην, τῆός μοι ἀδελφεὸν ἄλλος ἔπεφνεν\nλάθρῃ, ἀνωιστί, δόλῳ οὐλομένης ἀλόχοιο·\nὣς οὔ τοι χαίρων τοῖσδε κτεάτεσσιν ἀνάσσω.",
    "en": "Menelaus overheard him and said, “No one, my sons, can hold his own with Jove, for his house and everything about him is immortal; but among mortal men, well, there may be another who has as much wealth as I have, or there may not; but at all events I have travelled much and have undergone much hardship, for it was nearly eight years before I could get home with my fleet. I went to Cyprus, Phoenicia and the Egyptians; I went also to the Ethiopians, the Sidonians, and the Erembians, and to Libya where the lambs have horns as soon as they are born, and the sheep lamb down three times a year. Every one in that country, whether master or man, has plenty of cheese, meat, and good milk, for the ewes yield all the year round. But while I was travelling and getting great riches among these people, my brother was secretly and shockingly murdered through the perfidy of his wicked wife, so that I have no pleasure in being lord of all this wealth."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.94–112",
    "orig": "καὶ πατέρων τάδε μέλλετʼ ἀκουέμεν, οἵ τινες ὑμῖν\nεἰσίν, ἐπεὶ μάλα πολλὰ πάθον, καὶ ἀπώλεσα οἶκον\nεὖ μάλα ναιετάοντα, κεχανδότα πολλὰ καὶ ἐσθλά.\nὧν ὄφελον τριτάτην περ ἔχων ἐν δώμασι μοῖραν\nναίειν, οἱ δʼ ἄνδρες σόοι ἔμμεναι, οἳ τότʼ ὄλοντο\nΤροίῃ ἐν εὐρείῃ ἑκὰς Ἄργεος ἱπποβότοιο.\nἀλλʼ ἔμπης πάντας μὲν ὀδυρόμενος καὶ ἀχεύων\nπολλάκις ἐν μεγάροισι καθήμενος ἡμετέροισιν\nἄλλοτε μέν τε γόῳ φρένα τέρπομαι, ἄλλοτε δʼ αὖτε\nπαύομαι· αἰψηρὸς δὲ κόρος κρυεροῖο γόοιο.\nτῶν πάντων οὐ τόσσον ὀδύρομαι, ἀχνύμενός περ,\nὡς ἑνός, ὅς τέ μοι ὕπνον ἀπεχθαίρει καὶ ἐδωδὴν\nμνωομένῳ, ἐπεὶ οὔ τις Ἀχαιῶν τόσσʼ ἐμόγησεν,\nὅσσʼ Ὀδυσεὺς ἐμόγησε καὶ ἤρατο. τῷ δʼ ἄρʼ ἔμελλεν\nαὐτῷ κήδεʼ ἔσεσθαι, ἐμοὶ δʼ ἄχος αἰὲν ἄλαστον\nκείνου, ὅπως δὴ δηρὸν ἀποίχεται, οὐδέ τι ἴδμεν,\nζώει ὅ γʼ ἦ τέθνηκεν. ὀδύρονταί νύ που αὐτὸν\nΛαέρτης θʼ ὁ γέρων καὶ ἐχέφρων Πηνελόπεια\nΤηλέμαχός θʼ, ὃν ἔλειπε νέον γεγαῶτʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ.",
    "en": "Whoever your parents may be they must have told you about all this, and of my heavy loss in the ruin of a stately mansion fully and magnificently furnished. Would that I had only a third of what I now have so that I had stayed at home, and all those were living who perished on the plain of Troy, far from Argos. I often grieve, as I sit here in my house, for one and all of them. At times I cry aloud for sorrow, but presently I leave off again, for crying is cold comfort and one soon tires of it. Yet grieve for these as I may, I do so for one man more than for them all. I cannot even think of him without loathing both food and sleep, so miserable does he make me, for no one of all the Achaeans worked so hard or risked so much as he did. He took nothing by it, and has left a legacy of sorrow to myself, for he has been gone a long time, and we know not whether he is alive or dead. His old father, his long-suffering wife Penelope, and his son Telemachus, whom he left behind him an infant in arms, are plunged in grief on his account.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.113–132",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τῷ δʼ ἄρα πατρὸς ὑφʼ ἵμερον ὦρσε γόοιο.\nδάκρυ δʼ ἀπὸ βλεφάρων χαμάδις βάλε πατρὸς ἀκούσας,\nχλαῖναν πορφυρέην ἄντʼ ὀφθαλμοῖιν ἀνασχὼν\nἀμφοτέρῃσιν χερσί. νόησε δέ μιν Μενέλαος,\nμερμήριξε δʼ ἔπειτα κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμόν,\nἠέ μιν αὐτὸν πατρὸς ἐάσειε μνησθῆναι\nἦ πρῶτʼ ἐξερέοιτο ἕκαστά τε πειρήσαιτο.\nἧος ὁ ταῦθʼ ὥρμαινε κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμόν,\nἐκ δʼ Ἑλένη θαλάμοιο θυώδεος ὑψορόφοιο\nἤλυθεν Ἀρτέμιδι χρυσηλακάτῳ ἐικυῖα.\nτῇ δʼ ἄρʼ ἅμʼ Ἀδρήστη κλισίην εὔτυκτον ἔθηκεν,\nἈλκίππη δὲ τάπητα φέρεν μαλακοῦ ἐρίοιο,\nΦυλὼ δʼ ἀργύρεον τάλαρον φέρε, τόν οἱ ἔθηκεν\nἈλκάνδρη, Πολύβοιο δάμαρ, ὃς ἔναιʼ ἐνὶ Θήβῃς\nΑἰγυπτίῃς, ὅθι πλεῖστα δόμοις ἐν κτήματα κεῖται·\nὃς Μενελάῳ δῶκε δύʼ ἀργυρέας ἀσαμίνθους,\nδοιοὺς δὲ τρίποδας, δέκα δὲ χρυσοῖο τάλαντα.\nχωρὶς δʼ αὖθʼ Ἑλένῃ ἄλοχος πόρε κάλλιμα δῶρα·\nχρυσέην τʼ ἠλακάτην τάλαρόν θʼ ὑπόκυκλον ὄπασσεν\nἀργύρεον, χρυσῷ δʼ ἐπὶ χείλεα κεκράαντο.",
    "en": "Thus spoke Menelaus, and the heart of Telemachus yearned as he bethought him of his father. Tears fell from his eyes as he heard him thus mentioned, so that he held his cloak before his face with both hands. When Menelaus saw this he doubted whether to let him choose his own time for speaking, or to ask him at once and find what it was all about.\nWhile he was thus in two minds Helen came down from her high vaulted and perfumed room, looking as lovely as Diana herself. Adraste brought her a seat, Alcippe a soft woollen rug while Phylo fetched her the silver work-box which Alcandra wife of Polybus had given her. Polybus lived in Egyptian Thebes, which is the richest city in the whole world; he gave Menelaus two baths, both of pure silver, two tripods, and ten talents of gold; besides all this, his wife gave Helen some beautiful presents, to wit, a golden distaff, and a silver work box that ran on wheels, with a gold band round the top of it."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.133–146",
    "orig": "τόν ῥά οἱ ἀμφίπολος Φυλὼ παρέθηκε φέρουσα\nνήματος ἀσκητοῖο βεβυσμένον· αὐτὰρ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ\nἠλακάτη τετάνυστο ἰοδνεφὲς εἶρος ἔχουσα.\nἕζετο δʼ ἐν κλισμῷ, ὑπὸ δὲ θρῆνυς ποσὶν ἦεν.\nαὐτίκα δʼ ἥ γʼ ἐπέεσσι πόσιν ἐρέεινεν ἕκαστα·\nἴδμεν δή, Μενέλαε διοτρεφές, οἵ τινες οἵδε\nἀνδρῶν εὐχετόωνται ἱκανέμεν ἡμέτερον δῶ;\nψεύσομαι ἦ ἔτυμον ἐρέω; κέλεται δέ με θυμός.\nοὐ γάρ πώ τινά φημι ἐοικότα ὧδε ἰδέσθαι\nοὔτʼ ἄνδρʼ οὔτε γυναῖκα, σέβας μʼ ἔχει εἰσορόωσαν,\nὡς ὅδʼ Ὀδυσσῆος μεγαλήτορος υἷι ἔοικε,\nΤηλεμάχῳ, τὸν ἔλειπε νέον γεγαῶτʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nκεῖνος ἀνήρ, ὅτʼ ἐμεῖο κυνώπιδος εἵνεκʼ Ἀχαιοὶ\nἤλθεθʼ ὑπὸ Τροίην πόλεμον θρασὺν ὁρμαίνοντες.",
    "en": "Phylo now placed this by her side, full of fine spun yarn, and a distaff charged with violet coloured wool was laid upon the top of it. Then Helen took her seat, put her feet upon the footstool, and began to question her husband.\n“Do we know, Menelaus,” said she, “the names of these strangers who have come to visit us? Shall I guess right or wrong? but I cannot help saying what I think. Never yet have I seen either man or woman so like somebody else (indeed when I look at him I hardly know what to think) as this young man is like Telemachus, whom Ulysses left as a baby behind him, when you Achaeans went to Troy with battle in your hearts, on account of my most shameless self.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.147–167",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη ξανθὸς Μενέλαος·\nοὕτω νῦν καὶ ἐγὼ νοέω, γύναι, ὡς σὺ ἐίσκεις·\nκείνου γὰρ τοιοίδε πόδες τοιαίδε τε χεῖρες\nὀφθαλμῶν τε βολαὶ κεφαλή τʼ ἐφύπερθέ τε χαῖται.\nκαὶ νῦν ἦ τοι ἐγὼ μεμνημένος ἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆι\nμυθεόμην, ὅσα κεῖνος ὀιζύσας ἐμόγησεν\nἀμφʼ ἐμοί, αὐτὰρ ὁ πικρὸν ὑπʼ ὀφρύσι δάκρυον εἶβε,\nχλαῖναν πορφυρέην ἄντʼ ὀφθαλμοῖιν ἀνασχών.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Νεστορίδης Πεισίστρατος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἈτρεΐδη Μενέλαε διοτρεφές, ὄρχαμε λαῶν,\nκείνου μέν τοι ὅδʼ υἱὸς ἐτήτυμον, ὡς ἀγορεύεις·\nἀλλὰ σαόφρων ἐστί, νεμεσσᾶται δʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nὧδʼ ἐλθὼν τὸ πρῶτον ἐπεσβολίας ἀναφαίνειν\nἄντα σέθεν, τοῦ νῶι θεοῦ ὣς τερπόμεθʼ αὐδῇ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐμὲ προέηκε Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ\nτῷ ἅμα πομπὸν ἕπεσθαι· ἐέλδετο γάρ σε ἰδέσθαι,\nὄφρα οἱ ἤ τι ἔπος ὑποθήσεαι ἠέ τι ἔργον.\nπολλὰ γὰρ ἄλγεʼ ἔχει πατρὸς πάϊς οἰχομένοιο\nἐν μεγάροις, ᾧ μὴ ἄλλοι ἀοσσητῆρες ἔωσιν,\nὡς νῦν Τηλεμάχῳ ὁ μὲν οἴχεται, οὐδέ οἱ ἄλλοι\nεἴσʼ οἵ κεν κατὰ δῆμον ἀλάλκοιεν κακότητα.",
    "en": "“My dear wife,” replied Menelaus, “I see the likeness just as you do. His hands and feet are just like Ulysses; so is his hair, with the shape of his head and the expression of his eyes. Moreover, when I was talking about Ulysses, and saying how much he had suffered on my account, tears fell from his eyes, and he hid his face in his mantle.”\nThen Pisistratus said, “Menelaus, son of Atreus, you are right in thinking that this young man is Telemachus, but he is very modest, and is ashamed to come here and begin opening up discourse with one whose conversation is so divinely interesting as your own. My father, Nestor, sent me to escort him hither, for he wanted to know whether you could give him any counsel or suggestion. A son has always trouble at home when his father has gone away leaving him without supporters; and this is how Telemachus is now placed, for his father is absent, and there is no one among his own people to stand by him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.168–182",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη ξανθὸς Μενέλαος·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μάλα δὴ φίλου ἀνέρος υἱὸς ἐμὸν δῶ\nἵκεθʼ, ὃς εἵνεκʼ ἐμεῖο πολέας ἐμόγησεν ἀέθλους·\nκαί μιν ἔφην ἐλθόντα φιλησέμεν ἔξοχον ἄλλων\nἈργείων, εἰ νῶιν ὑπεὶρ ἅλα νόστον ἔδωκε\nνηυσὶ θοῇσι γενέσθαι Ὀλύμπιος εὐρύοπα Ζεύς.\nκαί κέ οἱ Ἄργεϊ νάσσα πόλιν καὶ δώματʼ ἔτευξα,\nἐξ Ἰθάκης ἀγαγὼν σὺν κτήμασι καὶ τέκεϊ ᾧ\nκαὶ πᾶσιν λαοῖσι, μίαν πόλιν ἐξαλαπάξας,\nαἳ περιναιετάουσιν, ἀνάσσονται δʼ ἐμοὶ αὐτῷ.\nκαί κε θάμʼ ἐνθάδʼ ἐόντες ἐμισγόμεθʼ· οὐδέ κεν ἡμέας\nἄλλο διέκρινεν φιλέοντέ τε τερπομένω τε,\nπρίν γʼ ὅτε δὴ θανάτοιο μέλαν νέφος ἀμφεκάλυψεν.\nἀλλὰ τὰ μέν που μέλλεν ἀγάσσεσθαι θεὸς αὐτός,\nὃς κεῖνον δύστηνον ἀνόστιμον οἶον ἔθηκεν.",
    "en": "“Bless my heart,” replied Menelaus, “then I am receiving a visit from the son of a very dear friend, who suffered much hardship for my sake. I had always hoped to entertain him with most marked distinction when heaven had granted us a safe return from beyond the seas. I should have founded a city for him in Argos, and built him a house. I should have made him leave Ithaca with his goods, his son, and all his people, and should have sacked for them some one of the neighbouring cities that are subject to me. We should thus have seen one another continually, and nothing but death could have interrupted so close and happy an intercourse. I suppose, however, that heaven grudged us such great good fortune, for it has prevented the poor fellow from ever getting home at all.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.183–202",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τοῖσι δὲ πᾶσιν ὑφʼ ἵμερον ὦρσε γόοιο.\nκλαῖε μὲν Ἀργείη Ἑλένη, Διὸς ἐκγεγαυῖα,\nκλαῖε δὲ Τηλέμαχός τε καὶ Ἀτρεΐδης Μενέλαος,\nοὐδʼ ἄρα Νέστορος υἱὸς ἀδακρύτω ἔχεν ὄσσε·\nμνήσατο γὰρ κατὰ θυμὸν ἀμύμονος Ἀντιλόχοιο,\nτόν ῥʼ Ἠοῦς ἔκτεινε φαεινῆς ἀγλαὸς υἱός·\nτοῦ ὅ γʼ ἐπιμνησθεὶς ἔπεα πτερόεντʼ ἀγόρευεν·\nἈτρεΐδη, περὶ μέν σε βροτῶν πεπνυμένον εἶναι\nΝέστωρ φάσχʼ ὁ γέρων, ὅτʼ ἐπιμνησαίμεθα σεῖο\nοἷσιν ἐνὶ μεγάροισι, καὶ ἀλλήλους ἐρέοιμεν.\nκαὶ νῦν, εἴ τί που ἔστι, πίθοιό μοι· οὐ γὰρ ἐγώ γε\nτέρπομʼ ὀδυρόμενος μεταδόρπιος, ἀλλὰ καὶ ἠὼς\nἔσσεται ἠριγένεια· νεμεσσῶμαί γε μὲν οὐδὲν\nκλαίειν ὅς κε θάνῃσι βροτῶν καὶ πότμον ἐπίσπῃ.\nτοῦτό νυ καὶ γέρας οἶον ὀιζυροῖσι βροτοῖσιν,\nκείρασθαί τε κόμην βαλέειν τʼ ἀπὸ δάκρυ παρειῶν.\nκαὶ γὰρ ἐμὸς τέθνηκεν ἀδελφεός, οὔ τι κάκιστος\nἈργείων· μέλλεις δὲ σὺ ἴδμεναι· οὐ γὰρ ἐγώ γε\nἤντησʼ οὐδὲ ἴδον· περὶ δʼ ἄλλων φασὶ γενέσθαι\nἈντίλοχον, πέρι μὲν θείειν ταχὺν ἠδὲ μαχητήν.",
    "en": "Thus did he speak, and his words set them all a weeping. Helen wept, Telemachus wept, and so did Menelaus, nor could Pisistratus keep his eyes from filling, when he remembered his dear brother Antilochus whom the son of bright Dawn had killed. Thereon he said to Menelaus,\n“Sir, my father Nestor, when we used to talk about you at home, told me you were a person of rare and excellent understanding. If, then, it be possible, do as I would urge you. I am not fond of crying while I am getting my supper. Morning will come in due course, and in the forenoon I care not how much I cry for those that are dead and gone. This is all we can do for the poor things. We can only shave our heads for them and wring the tears from our cheeks. I had a brother who died at Troy; he was by no means the worst man there; you are sure to have known him, his name was Antilochus; I never set eyes upon him myself, but they say that he was singularly fleet of foot and in fight valiant.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.203–218",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη ξανθὸς Μενέλαος·\nὦ φίλʼ, ἐπεὶ τόσα εἶπες, ὅσʼ ἂν πεπνυμένος ἀνὴρ\nεἴποι καὶ ῥέξειε, καὶ ὃς προγενέστερος εἴη·\nτοίου γὰρ καὶ πατρός, ὃ καὶ πεπνυμένα βάζεις,\nῥεῖα δʼ ἀρίγνωτος γόνος ἀνέρος ᾧ τε Κρονίων\nὄλβον ἐπικλώσῃ γαμέοντί τε γεινομένῳ τε,\nὡς νῦν Νέστορι δῶκε διαμπερὲς ἤματα πάντα\nαὐτὸν μὲν λιπαρῶς γηρασκέμεν ἐν μεγάροισιν,\nυἱέας αὖ πινυτούς τε καὶ ἔγχεσιν εἶναι ἀρίστους.\nἡμεῖς δὲ κλαυθμὸν μὲν ἐάσομεν, ὃς πρὶν ἐτύχθη,\nδόρπου δʼ ἐξαῦτις μνησώμεθα, χερσὶ δʼ ἐφʼ ὕδωρ\nχευάντων. μῦθοι δὲ καὶ ἠῶθέν περ ἔσονται\nΤηλεμάχῳ καὶ ἐμοὶ διαειπέμεν ἀλλήλοισιν.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, Ἀσφαλίων δʼ ἄρʼ ὕδωρ ἐπὶ χεῖρας ἔχευεν,\nὀτρηρὸς θεράπων Μενελάου κυδαλίμοιο.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.",
    "en": "“Your discretion, my friend,” answered Menelaus, “is beyond your years. It is plain you take after your father. One can soon see when a man is son to one whom heaven has blessed both as regards wife and offspring, and it has blessed Nestor from first to last all his days, giving him a green old age in his own house, with sons about him who are both well disposed and valiant. We will put an end therefore to all this weeping, and attend to our supper again. Let water be poured over our hands. Telemachus and I can talk with one another fully in the morning.”\nOn this Asphalion, one of the servants, poured water over their hands and they laid their hands on the good things that were before them."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.219–239",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ αὖτʼ ἄλλʼ ἐνόησʼ Ἑλένη Διὸς ἐκγεγαυῖα·\nαὐτίκʼ ἄρʼ εἰς οἶνον βάλε φάρμακον, ἔνθεν ἔπινον,\nνηπενθές τʼ ἄχολόν τε, κακῶν ἐπίληθον ἁπάντων.\nὃς τὸ καταβρόξειεν, ἐπὴν κρητῆρι μιγείη,\nοὔ κεν ἐφημέριός γε βάλοι κατὰ δάκρυ παρειῶν,\nοὐδʼ εἴ οἱ κατατεθναίη μήτηρ τε πατήρ τε,\nοὐδʼ εἴ οἱ προπάροιθεν ἀδελφεὸν ἢ φίλον υἱὸν\nχαλκῷ δηιόῳεν, ὁ δʼ ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ὁρῷτο.\nτοῖα Διὸς θυγάτηρ ἔχε φάρμακα μητιόεντα,\nἐσθλά, τά οἱ Πολύδαμνα πόρεν, Θῶνος παράκοιτις\nΑἰγυπτίη, τῇ πλεῖστα φέρει ζείδωρος ἄρουρα\nφάρμακα, πολλὰ μὲν ἐσθλὰ μεμιγμένα πολλὰ δὲ λυγρά·\nἰητρὸς δὲ ἕκαστος ἐπιστάμενος περὶ πάντων\nἀνθρώπων· ἦ γὰρ Παιήονός εἰσι γενέθλης.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἐνέηκε κέλευσέ τε οἰνοχοῆσαι,\nἐξαῦτις μύθοισιν ἀμειβομένη προσέειπεν·\nἈτρεΐδη Μενέλαε διοτρεφὲς ἠδὲ καὶ οἵδε\nἀνδρῶν ἐσθλῶν παῖδες· ἀτὰρ θεὸς ἄλλοτε ἄλλῳ\nΖεὺς ἀγαθόν τε κακόν τε διδοῖ· δύναται γὰρ ἅπαντα·\nἦ τοι νῦν δαίνυσθε καθήμενοι ἐν μεγάροισι\nκαὶ μύθοις τέρπεσθε· ἐοικότα γὰρ καταλέξω.",
    "en": "Then Jove’s daughter Helen bethought her of another matter. She drugged the wine with an herb that banishes all care, sorrow, and ill humour. Whoever drinks wine thus drugged cannot shed a single tear all the rest of the day, not even though his father and mother both of them drop down dead, or he sees a brother or a son hewn in pieces before his very eyes. This drug, of such sovereign power and virtue, had been given to Helen by Polydamna wife of Thon, a woman of Egypt, where there grow all sorts of herbs, some good to put into the mixing bowl and others poisonous. Moreover, every one in the whole country is a skilled physician, for they are of the race of Paeeon. When Helen had put this drug in the bowl, and had told the servants to serve the wine round, she said:\n“Menelaus, son of Atreus, and you my good friends, sons of honourable men (which is as Jove wills, for he is the giver both of good and evil, and can do what he chooses), feast here as you will, and listen while I tell you a tale in season."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.240–258",
    "orig": "πάντα μὲν οὐκ ἂν ἐγὼ μυθήσομαι οὐδʼ ὀνομήνω,\nὅσσοι Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονός εἰσιν ἄεθλοι·\nἀλλʼ οἷον τόδʼ ἔρεξε καὶ ἔτλη καρτερὸς ἀνὴρ\nδήμῳ ἔνι Τρώων, ὅθι πάσχετε πήματʼ Ἀχαιοί.\nαὐτόν μιν πληγῇσιν ἀεικελίῃσι δαμάσσας,\nσπεῖρα κάκʼ ἀμφʼ ὤμοισι βαλών, οἰκῆι ἐοικώς,\nἀνδρῶν δυσμενέων κατέδυ πόλιν εὐρυάγυιαν·\nἄλλῳ δʼ αὐτὸν φωτὶ κατακρύπτων ἤισκε,\nδέκτῃ, ὃς οὐδὲν τοῖος ἔην ἐπὶ νηυσὶν Ἀχαιῶν.\nτῷ ἴκελος κατέδυ Τρώων πόλιν, οἱ δʼ ἀβάκησαν\nπάντες· ἐγὼ δέ μιν οἴη ἀνέγνων τοῖον ἐόντα,\nκαί μιν ἀνηρώτων· ὁ δὲ κερδοσύνῃ ἀλέεινεν.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δή μιν ἐγὼ λόεον καὶ χρῖον ἐλαίῳ,\nἀμφὶ δὲ εἵματα ἕσσα καὶ ὤμοσα καρτερὸν ὅρκον\nμὴ μὲν πρὶν Ὀδυσῆα μετὰ Τρώεσσʼ ἀναφῆναι,\nπρίν γε τὸν ἐς νῆάς τε θοὰς κλισίας τʼ ἀφικέσθαι,\nκαὶ τότε δή μοι πάντα νόον κατέλεξεν Ἀχαιῶν.\nπολλοὺς δὲ Τρώων κτείνας ταναήκεϊ χαλκῷ\nἦλθε μετʼ Ἀργείους, κατὰ δὲ φρόνιν ἤγαγε πολλήν.",
    "en": "I cannot indeed name every single one of the exploits of Ulysses, but I can say what he did when he was before Troy, and you Achaeans were in all sorts of difficulties. He covered himself with wounds and bruises, dressed himself all in rags, and entered the enemy’s city looking like a menial or a beggar, and quite different from what he did when he was among his own people. In this disguise he entered the city of Troy, and no one said anything to him. I alone recognised him and began to question him, but he was too cunning for me. When, however, I had washed and anointed him and had given him clothes, and after I had sworn a solemn oath not to betray him to the Trojans till he had got safely back to his own camp and to the ships, he told me all that the Achaeans meant to do."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.259–276",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ ἄλλαι Τρῳαὶ λίγʼ ἐκώκυον· αὐτὰρ ἐμὸν κῆρ\nχαῖρʼ, ἐπεὶ ἤδη μοι κραδίη τέτραπτο νέεσθαι\nἂψ οἶκόνδʼ, ἄτην δὲ μετέστενον, ἣν Ἀφροδίτη\nδῶχʼ, ὅτε μʼ ἤγαγε κεῖσε φίλης ἀπὸ πατρίδος αἴης,\nπαῖδά τʼ ἐμὴν νοσφισσαμένην θάλαμόν τε πόσιν τε\nοὔ τευ δευόμενον, οὔτʼ ἂρ φρένας οὔτε τι εἶδος.\nτὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη ξανθὸς Μενέλαος·\nναὶ δὴ ταῦτά γε πάντα, γύναι, κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπες.\nἤδη μὲν πολέων ἐδάην βουλήν τε νόον τε\nἀνδρῶν ἡρώων, πολλὴν δʼ ἐπελήλυθα γαῖαν·\nἀλλʼ οὔ πω τοιοῦτον ἐγὼν ἴδον ὀφθαλμοῖσιν,\nοἷον Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονος ἔσκε φίλον κῆρ.\nοἷον καὶ τόδʼ ἔρεξε καὶ ἔτλη καρτερὸς ἀνὴρ\nἵππῳ ἔνι ξεστῷ, ἵνʼ ἐνήμεθα πάντες ἄριστοι\nἈργείων Τρώεσσι φόνον καὶ κῆρα φέροντες.\nἦλθες ἔπειτα σὺ κεῖσε· κελευσέμεναι δέ σʼ ἔμελλε\nδαίμων, ὃς Τρώεσσιν ἐβούλετο κῦδος ὀρέξαι·\nκαί τοι Δηΐφοβος θεοείκελος ἕσπετʼ ἰούσῃ.",
    "en": "He killed many Trojans and got much information before he reached the Argive camp, for all which things the Trojan women made lamentation, but for my own part I was glad, for my heart was beginning to yearn after my home, and I was unhappy about the wrong that Venus had done me in taking me over there, away from my country, my girl, and my lawful wedded husband, who is indeed by no means deficient either in person or understanding.”\nThen Menelaus said, “All that you have been saying, my dear wife, is true. I have travelled much, and have had much to do with heroes, but I have never seen such another man as Ulysses. What endurance too, and what courage he displayed within the wooden horse, wherein all the bravest of the Argives were lying in wait to bring death and destruction upon the Trojans. At that moment you came up to us; some god who wished well to the Trojans must have set you on to it and you had Deiphobus with you."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.277–295",
    "orig": "τρὶς δὲ περίστειξας κοῖλον λόχον ἀμφαφόωσα,\nἐκ δʼ ὀνομακλήδην Δαναῶν ὀνόμαζες ἀρίστους,\nπάντων Ἀργείων φωνὴν ἴσκουσʼ ἀλόχοισιν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ καὶ Τυδεΐδης καὶ δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἥμενοι ἐν μέσσοισιν ἀκούσαμεν ὡς ἐβόησας.\nνῶι μὲν ἀμφοτέρω μενεήναμεν ὁρμηθέντε\nἢ ἐξελθέμεναι, ἢ ἔνδοθεν αἶψʼ ὑπακοῦσαι·\nἀλλʼ Ὀδυσεὺς κατέρυκε καὶ ἔσχεθεν ἱεμένω περ.\nἔνθʼ ἄλλοι μὲν πάντες ἀκὴν ἔσαν υἷες Ἀχαιῶν,\nἌντικλος δὲ σέ γʼ οἶος ἀμείψασθαι ἐπέεσσιν\nἤθελεν. ἀλλʼ Ὀδυσεὺς ἐπὶ μάστακα χερσὶ πίεζεν\nνωλεμέως κρατερῇσι, σάωσε δὲ πάντας Ἀχαιούς·\nτόφρα δʼ ἔχʼ, ὄφρα σε νόσφιν ἀπήγαγε Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἈτρεΐδη Μενέλαε διοτρεφές, ὄρχαμε λαῶν,\nἄλγιον· οὐ γάρ οἵ τι τάδʼ ἤρκεσε λυγρὸν ὄλεθρον,\nοὐδʼ εἴ οἱ κραδίη γε σιδηρέη ἔνδοθεν ἦεν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγετʼ εἰς εὐνὴν τράπεθʼ ἡμέας, ὄφρα καὶ ἤδη\nὕπνῳ ὕπο γλυκερῷ ταρπώμεθα κοιμηθέντες.",
    "en": "Three times did you go all round our hiding place and pat it; you called our chiefs each by his own name, and mimicked all our wives, Diomed, Ulysses, and I from our seats inside heard what a noise you made. Diomed and I could not make up our minds whether to spring out then and there, or to answer you from inside, but Ulysses held us all in check, so we sat quite still, all except Anticlus, who was beginning to answer you, when Ulysses clapped his two brawny hands over his mouth, and kept them there. It was this that saved us all, for he muzzled Anticlus till Minerva took you away again.”\n“How sad,” exclaimed Telemachus, “that all this was of no avail to save him, nor yet his own iron courage. But now, sir, be pleased to send us all to bed, that we may lie down and enjoy the blessed boon of sleep.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.296–314",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, Ἀργείη δʼ Ἑλένη δμῳῇσι κέλευσεν\nδέμνιʼ ὑπʼ αἰθούσῃ θέμεναι καὶ ῥήγεα καλὰ\nπορφύρεʼ ἐμβαλέειν στορέσαι τʼ ἐφύπερθε τάπητας,\nχλαίνας τʼ ἐνθέμεναι οὔλας καθύπερθεν ἕσασθαι.\nαἱ δʼ ἴσαν ἐκ μεγάροιο δάος μετὰ χερσὶν ἔχουσαι,\nδέμνια δὲ στόρεσαν· ἐκ δὲ ξείνους ἄγε κῆρυξ.\nοἱ μὲν ἄρʼ ἐν προδόμῳ δόμου αὐτόθι κοιμήσαντο,\nΤηλέμαχός θʼ ἥρως καὶ Νέστορος ἀγλαὸς υἱός·\nἈτρεΐδης δὲ καθεῦδε μυχῷ δόμου ὑψηλοῖο,\nπὰρ δʼ Ἑλένη τανύπεπλος ἐλέξατο, δῖα γυναικῶν.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nὤρνυτʼ ἄρʼ ἐξ εὐνῆφι βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Μενέλαος\nεἵματα ἑσσάμενος, περὶ δὲ ξίφος ὀξὺ θέτʼ ὤμῳ,\nποσσὶ δʼ ὑπὸ λιπαροῖσιν ἐδήσατο καλὰ πέδιλα,\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεν ἐκ θαλάμοιο θεῷ ἐναλίγκιος ἄντην,\nΤηλεμάχῳ δὲ παρῖζεν, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nτίπτε δέ σε χρειὼ δεῦρʼ ἤγαγε, Τηλέμαχʼ ἥρως,\nἐς Λακεδαίμονα δῖαν, ἐπʼ εὐρέα νῶτα θαλάσσης;\nδήμιον ἦ ἴδιον; τόδε μοι νημερτὲς ἐνίσπες.",
    "en": "On this Helen told the maid servants to set beds in the room that was in the gatehouse, and to make them with good red rugs, and spread coverlets on the top of them with woollen cloaks for the guests to wear. So the maids went out, carrying a torch, and made the beds, to which a man-servant presently conducted the strangers. Thus, then, did Telemachus and Pisistratus sleep there in the forecourt, while the son of Atreus lay in an inner room with lovely Helen by his side.\nWhen the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn appeared, Menelaus rose and dressed himself. He bound his sandals on to his comely feet, girded his sword about his shoulders, and left his room looking like an immortal god. Then, taking a seat near Telemachus he said:\n“And what, Telemachus, has led you to take this long sea voyage to Lacedaemon? Are you on public, or private business? Tell me all about it.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.315–331",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἈτρεΐδη Μενέλαε διοτρεφές, ὄρχαμε λαῶν,\nἤλυθον, εἴ τινά μοι κληηδόνα πατρὸς ἐνίσποις.\nἐσθίεταί μοι οἶκος, ὄλωλε δὲ πίονα ἔργα,\nδυσμενέων δʼ ἀνδρῶν πλεῖος δόμος, οἵ τέ μοι αἰεὶ\nμῆλʼ ἁδινὰ σφάζουσι καὶ εἰλίποδας ἕλικας βοῦς,\nμητρὸς ἐμῆς μνηστῆρες ὑπέρβιον ὕβριν ἔχοντες.\nτοὔνεκα νῦν τὰ σὰ γούναθʼ ἱκάνομαι, αἴ κʼ ἐθέλῃσθα\nκείνου λυγρὸν ὄλεθρον ἐνισπεῖν, εἴ που ὄπωπας\nὀφθαλμοῖσι τεοῖσιν ἢ ἄλλου μῦθον ἄκουσας\nπλαζομένου· περὶ γάρ μιν ὀιζυρὸν τέκε μήτηρ.\nμηδέ τί μʼ αἰδόμενος μειλίσσεο μηδʼ ἐλεαίρων,\nἀλλʼ εὖ μοι κατάλεξον ὅπως ἤντησας ὀπωπῆς.\nλίσσομαι, εἴ ποτέ τοί τι πατὴρ ἐμός, ἐσθλὸς Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἢ ἔπος ἠέ τι ἔργον ὑποστὰς ἐξετέλεσσε\nδήμῳ ἔνι Τρώων, ὅθι πάσχετε πήματʼ Ἀχαιοί,\nτῶν νῦν μοι μνῆσαι, καί μοι νημερτὲς ἐνίσπες.",
    "en": "“I have come, sir,” replied Telemachus, “to see if you can tell me anything about my father. I am being eaten out of house and home; my fair estate is being wasted, and my house is full of miscreants who keep killing great numbers of my sheep and oxen, on the pretence of paying their addresses to my mother. Therefore, I am suppliant at your knees if haply you may tell me about my father’s melancholy end, whether you saw it with your own eyes, or heard it from some other traveller; for he was a man born to trouble. Do not soften things out of any pity for myself, but tell me in all plainness exactly what you saw. If my brave father Ulysses ever did you loyal service either by word or deed, when you Achaeans were harassed by the Trojans, bear it in mind now as in my favour and tell me truly all.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.332–350",
    "orig": "τὸν δὲ μέγʼ ὀχθήσας προσέφη ξανθὸς Μενέλαος·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μάλα δὴ κρατερόφρονος ἀνδρὸς ἐν εὐνῇ\nἤθελον εὐνηθῆναι ἀνάλκιδες αὐτοὶ ἐόντες.\nὡς δʼ ὁπότʼ ἐν ξυλόχῳ ἔλαφος κρατεροῖο λέοντος\nνεβροὺς κοιμήσασα νεηγενέας γαλαθηνοὺς\nκνημοὺς ἐξερέῃσι καὶ ἄγκεα ποιήεντα\nβοσκομένη, ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα ἑὴν εἰσήλυθεν εὐνήν,\nἀμφοτέροισι δὲ τοῖσιν ἀεικέα πότμον ἐφῆκεν,\nὣς Ὀδυσεὺς κείνοισιν ἀεικέα πότμον ἐφήσει.\nαἲ γάρ, Ζεῦ τε πάτερ καὶ Ἀθηναίη καὶ Ἄπολλον,\nτοῖος ἐών, οἷός ποτʼ ἐυκτιμένῃ ἐνὶ Λέσβῳ\nἐξ ἔριδος Φιλομηλεΐδῃ ἐπάλαισεν ἀναστάς,\nκὰδ δʼ ἔβαλε κρατερῶς, κεχάροντο δὲ πάντες Ἀχαιοί,\nτοῖος ἐὼν μνηστῆρσιν ὁμιλήσειεν Ὀδυσσεύς·\nπάντες κʼ ὠκύμοροί τε γενοίατο πικρόγαμοί τε.\nταῦτα δʼ ἅ μʼ εἰρωτᾷς καὶ λίσσεαι, οὐκ ἂν ἐγώ γε\nἄλλα παρὲξ εἴποιμι παρακλιδόν, οὐδʼ ἀπατήσω,\nἀλλὰ τὰ μέν μοι ἔειπε γέρων ἅλιος νημερτής,\nτῶν οὐδέν τοι ἐγὼ κρύψω ἔπος οὐδʼ ἐπικεύσω.",
    "en": "Menelaus on hearing this was very much shocked. “So,” he exclaimed, “these cowards would usurp a brave man’s bed? A hind might as well lay her new born young in the lair of a lion, and then go off to feed in the forest or in some grassy dell: the lion when he comes back to his lair will make short work with the pair of them, and so will Ulysses with these suitors. By father Jove, Minerva, and Apollo, if Ulysses is still the man that he was when he wrestled with Philomeleides in Lesbos, and threw him so heavily that all the Achaeans cheered him, if he is still such and were to come near these suitors, they would have a short shrift and a sorry wedding. As regards your questions, however, I will not prevaricate nor deceive you, but will tell you without concealment all that the old man of the sea told me."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.351–366",
    "orig": "Αἰγύπτῳ μʼ ἔτι δεῦρο θεοὶ μεμαῶτα νέεσθαι\nἔσχον, ἐπεὶ οὔ σφιν ἔρεξα τεληέσσας ἑκατόμβας.\nοἱ δʼ αἰεὶ βούλοντο θεοὶ μεμνῆσθαι ἐφετμέων.\nνῆσος ἔπειτά τις ἔστι πολυκλύστῳ ἐνὶ πόντῳ\nΑἰγύπτου προπάροιθε, Φάρον δέ ἑ κικλήσκουσι,\nτόσσον ἄνευθʼ ὅσσον τε πανημερίη γλαφυρὴ νηῦς\nἤνυσεν, ᾗ λιγὺς οὖρος ἐπιπνείῃσιν ὄπισθεν·\nἐν δὲ λιμὴν ἐύορμος, ὅθεν τʼ ἀπὸ νῆας ἐίσας\nἐς πόντον βάλλουσιν, ἀφυσσάμενοι μέλαν ὕδωρ.\nἔνθα μʼ ἐείκοσιν ἤματʼ ἔχον θεοί, οὐδέ ποτʼ οὖροι\nπνείοντες φαίνονθʼ ἁλιαέες, οἵ ῥά τε νηῶν\nπομπῆες γίγνονται ἐπʼ εὐρέα νῶτα θαλάσσης.\nκαί νύ κεν ἤια πάντα κατέφθιτο καὶ μένεʼ ἀνδρῶν,\nεἰ μή τίς με θεῶν ὀλοφύρατο καί μʼ ἐσάωσε,\nΠρωτέος ἰφθίμου θυγάτηρ ἁλίοιο γέροντος,\nΕἰδοθέη· τῇ γάρ ῥα μάλιστά γε θυμὸν ὄρινα.",
    "en": "“I was trying to come on here, but the gods detained me in Egypt, for my hecatombs had not given them full satisfaction, and the gods are very strict about having their dues. Now off Egypt, about as far as a ship can sail in a day with a good stiff breeze behind her, there is an island called Pharos, it has a good harbour from which vessels can get out into open sea when they have taken in water, and here the gods becalmed me twenty days without so much as a breath of fair wind to help me forward. We should have run clean out of provisions and my men would have starved, if a goddess had not taken pity upon me and saved me in the person of Idothea, daughter to Proteus, the old man of the sea, for she had taken a great fancy to me."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.367–381",
    "orig": "ἥ μʼ οἴῳ ἔρροντι συνήντετο νόσφιν ἑταίρων·\nαἰεὶ γὰρ περὶ νῆσον ἀλώμενοι ἰχθυάασκον\nγναμπτοῖς ἀγκίστροισιν, ἔτειρε δὲ γαστέρα λιμός.\nἡ δέ μευ ἄγχι στᾶσα ἔπος φάτο φώνησέν τε·\nνήπιός εἰς, ὦ ξεῖνε, λίην τόσον ἠδὲ χαλίφρων,\nἦε ἑκὼν μεθίεις καὶ τέρπεαι ἄλγεα πάσχων;\nὡς δὴ δήθʼ ἐνὶ νήσῳ ἐρύκεαι, οὐδέ τι τέκμωρ\nεὑρέμεναι δύνασαι, μινύθει δέ τοι ἦτορ ἑταίρων.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nἐκ μέν τοι ἐρέω, ἥ τις σύ πέρ ἐσσι θεάων,\nὡς ἐγὼ οὔ τι ἑκὼν κατερύκομαι, ἀλλά νυ μέλλω\nἀθανάτους ἀλιτέσθαι, οἳ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν.\nἀλλὰ σύ πέρ μοι εἰπέ, θεοὶ δέ τε πάντα ἴσασιν,\nὅς τίς μʼ ἀθανάτων πεδάᾳ καὶ ἔδησε κελεύθου,\nνόστον θʼ, ὡς ἐπὶ πόντον ἐλεύσομαι ἰχθυόεντα.",
    "en": "“She came to me one day when I was by myself, as I often was, for the men used to go with their barbed hooks, all over the island in the hope of catching a fish or two to save them from the pangs of hunger. ‘Stranger,’ said she, ‘it seems to me that you like starving in this way, at any rate it does not greatly trouble you, for you stick here day after day, without even trying to get away though your men are dying by inches.’\n“‘Let me tell you,’ said I, ‘whichever of the goddesses you may happen to be, that I am not staying here of my own accord, but must have offended the gods that live in heaven. Tell me, therefore, for the gods know everything, which of the immortals it is that is hindering me in this way, and tell me also how I may sail the sea so as to reach my home.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.382–397",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ἡ δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο δῖα θεάων·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, ξεῖνε, μάλʼ ἀτρεκέως ἀγορεύσω.\nπωλεῖταί τις δεῦρο γέρων ἅλιος νημερτὴς\nἀθάνατος Πρωτεὺς Αἰγύπτιος, ὅς τε θαλάσσης\nπάσης βένθεα οἶδε, Ποσειδάωνος ὑποδμώς·\nτὸν δέ τʼ ἐμόν φασιν πατέρʼ ἔμμεναι ἠδὲ τεκέσθαι.\nτόν γʼ εἴ πως σὺ δύναιο λοχησάμενος λελαβέσθαι,\nὅς κέν τοι εἴπῃσιν ὁδὸν καὶ μέτρα κελεύθου\nνόστον θʼ, ὡς ἐπὶ πόντον ἐλεύσεαι ἰχθυόεντα.\nκαὶ δέ κέ τοι εἴπῃσι, διοτρεφές, αἴ κʼ ἐθέλῃσθα,\nὅττι τοι ἐν μεγάροισι κακόν τʼ ἀγαθόν τε τέτυκται\nοἰχομένοιο σέθεν δολιχὴν ὁδὸν ἀργαλέην τε.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nαὐτὴ νῦν φράζευ σὺ λόχον θείοιο γέροντος,\nμή πώς με προϊδὼν ἠὲ προδαεὶς ἀλέηται·\nἀργαλέος γάρ τʼ ἐστὶ θεὸς βροτῷ ἀνδρὶ δαμῆναι.",
    "en": "“‘Stranger,’ replied she, ‘I will make it all quite clear to you. There is an old immortal who lives under the sea hereabouts and whose name is Proteus. He is an Egyptian, and people say he is my father; he is Neptune’s head man and knows every inch of ground all over the bottom of the sea. If you can snare him and hold him tight, he will tell you about your voyage, what courses you are to take, and how you are to sail the sea so as to reach your home. He will also tell you, if you so will, all that has been going on at your house both good and bad, while you have been away on your long and dangerous journey.’\n“‘Can you show me,’ said I, ‘some stratagem by means of which I may catch this old god without his suspecting it and finding me out? For a god is not easily caught, not by a mortal man.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.398–410",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ἡ δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο δῖα θεάων·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, ξεῖνε, μάλʼ ἀτρεκέως ἀγορεύσω.\nἦμος δʼ ἠέλιος μέσον οὐρανὸν ἀμφιβεβήκῃ,\nτῆμος ἄρʼ ἐξ ἁλὸς εἶσι γέρων ἅλιος νημερτὴς\nπνοιῇ ὕπο Ζεφύροιο μελαίνῃ φρικὶ καλυφθείς,\nἐκ δʼ ἐλθὼν κοιμᾶται ὑπὸ σπέσσι γλαφυροῖσιν·\nἀμφὶ δέ μιν φῶκαι νέποδες καλῆς ἁλοσύδνης\nἁθρόαι εὕδουσιν, πολιῆς ἁλὸς ἐξαναδῦσαι,\nπικρὸν ἀποπνείουσαι ἁλὸς πολυβενθέος ὀδμήν.\nἔνθα σʼ ἐγὼν ἀγαγοῦσα ἅμʼ ἠοῖ φαινομένηφιν\nεὐνάσω ἑξείης· σὺ δʼ ἐὺ κρίνασθαι ἑταίρους\nτρεῖς, οἵ τοι παρὰ νηυσὶν ἐυσσέλμοισιν ἄριστοι.\nπάντα δέ τοι ἐρέω ὀλοφώια τοῖο γέροντος.",
    "en": "“‘Stranger,’ said she, ‘I will make it all quite clear to you. About the time when the sun shall have reached mid heaven, the old man of the sea comes up from under the waves, heralded by the West wind that furs the water over his head. As soon as he has come up he lies down, and goes to sleep in a great sea cave, where the seals, Halosydne’s chickens as they call them, come up also from the grey sea, and go to sleep in shoals all round him; and a very strong and fish-like smell do they bring with them. Early to-morrow morning I will take you to this place and will lay you in ambush. Pick out, therefore, the three best men you have in your fleet, and I will tell you all the tricks that the old man will play you."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.411–430",
    "orig": "φώκας μέν τοι πρῶτον ἀριθμήσει καὶ ἔπεισιν·\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν πάσας πεμπάσσεται ἠδὲ ἴδηται,\nλέξεται ἐν μέσσῃσι νομεὺς ὣς πώεσι μήλων.\nτὸν μὲν ἐπὴν δὴ πρῶτα κατευνηθέντα ἴδησθε,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἔπειθʼ ὑμῖν μελέτω κάρτος τε βίη τε,\nαὖθι δʼ ἔχειν μεμαῶτα καὶ ἐσσύμενόν περ ἀλύξαι.\nπάντα δὲ γιγνόμενος πειρήσεται, ὅσσʼ ἐπὶ γαῖαν\nἑρπετὰ γίγνονται, καὶ ὕδωρ καὶ θεσπιδαὲς πῦρ·\nὑμεῖς δʼ ἀστεμφέως ἐχέμεν μᾶλλόν τε πιέζειν.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε κεν δή σʼ αὐτὸς ἀνείρηται ἐπέεσσι,\nτοῖος ἐὼν οἷόν κε κατευνηθέντα ἴδησθε,\nκαὶ τότε δὴ σχέσθαι τε βίης λῦσαί τε γέροντα,\nἥρως, εἴρεσθαι δέ, θεῶν ὅς τίς σε χαλέπτει,\nνόστον θʼ, ὡς ἐπὶ πόντον ἐλεύσεαι ἰχθυόεντα.\nὣς εἰποῦσʼ ὑπὸ πόντον ἐδύσετο κυμαίνοντα.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ἐπὶ νῆας, ὅθʼ ἕστασαν ἐν ψαμάθοισιν,\nἤια· πολλὰ δέ μοι κραδίη πόρφυρε κιόντι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἐπὶ νῆα κατήλυθον ἠδὲ θάλασσαν,\nδόρπον θʼ ὁπλισάμεσθʼ, ἐπί τʼ ἤλυθεν ἀμβροσίη νύξ·\nδὴ τότε κοιμήθημεν ἐπὶ ῥηγμῖνι θαλάσσης.",
    "en": "“‘First he will look over all his seals, and count them; then, when he has seen them and tallied them on his five fingers, he will go to sleep among them, as a shepherd among his sheep. The moment you see that he is asleep seize him; put forth all your strength and hold him fast, for he will do his very utmost to get away from you. He will turn himself into every kind of creature that goes upon the earth, and will become also both fire and water; but you must hold him fast and grip him tighter and tighter, till he begins to talk to you and comes back to what he was when you saw him go to sleep; then you may slacken your hold and let him go; and you can ask him which of the gods it is that is angry with you, and what you must do to reach your home over the seas.’\n“Having so said she dived under the waves, whereon I turned back to the place where my ships were ranged upon the shore; and my heart was clouded with care as I went along. When I reached my ship we got supper ready, for night was falling, and camped down upon the beach."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.431–446",
    "orig": "ἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nκαὶ τότε δὴ παρὰ θῖνα θαλάσσης εὐρυπόροιο\nἤια πολλὰ θεοὺς γουνούμενος· αὐτὰρ ἑταίρους\nτρεῖς ἄγον, οἷσι μάλιστα πεποίθεα πᾶσαν ἐπʼ ἰθύν.\nτόφρα δʼ ἄρʼ ἥ γʼ ὑποδῦσα θαλάσσης εὐρέα κόλπον\nτέσσαρα φωκάων ἐκ πόντου δέρματʼ ἔνεικε·\nπάντα δʼ ἔσαν νεόδαρτα· δόλον δʼ ἐπεμήδετο πατρί.\nεὐνὰς δʼ ἐν ψαμάθοισι διαγλάψασʼ ἁλίῃσιν\nἧστο μένουσʼ· ἡμεῖς δὲ μάλα σχεδὸν ἤλθομεν αὐτῆς·\nἑξείης δʼ εὔνησε, βάλεν δʼ ἐπὶ δέρμα ἑκάστῳ.\nἔνθα κεν αἰνότατος λόχος ἔπλετο· τεῖρε γὰρ αἰνῶς\nφωκάων ἁλιοτρεφέων ὀλοώτατος ὀδμή·\nτίς γάρ κʼ εἰναλίῳ παρὰ κήτεϊ κοιμηθείη;\nἀλλʼ αὐτὴ ἐσάωσε καὶ ἐφράσατο μέγʼ ὄνειαρ·\nἀμβροσίην ὑπὸ ῥῖνα ἑκάστῳ θῆκε φέρουσα\nἡδὺ μάλα πνείουσαν, ὄλεσσε δὲ κήτεος ὀδμήν.",
    "en": "“When the child of morning rosy-fingered Dawn appeared, I took the three men on whose prowess of all kinds I could most rely, and went along by the sea-side, praying heartily to heaven. Meanwhile the goddess fetched me up four seal skins from the bottom of the sea, all of them just skinned, for she meant playing a trick upon her father. Then she dug four pits for us to lie in, and sat down to wait till we should come up. When we were close to her, she made us lie down in the pits one after the other, and threw a seal skin over each of us. Our ambuscade would have been intolerable, for the stench of the fishy seals was most distressing, who would go to bed with a sea monster if he could help it? but here, too, the goddess helped us, and thought of something that gave us great relief, for she put some ambrosia under each man’s nostrils, which was so fragrant that it killed the smell of the seals."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.447–463",
    "orig": "πᾶσαν δʼ ἠοίην μένομεν τετληότι θυμῷ·\nφῶκαι δʼ ἐξ ἁλὸς ἦλθον ἀολλέες. αἱ μὲν ἔπειτα\nἑξῆς εὐνάζοντο παρὰ ῥηγμῖνι θαλάσσης·\nἔνδιος δʼ ὁ γέρων ἦλθʼ ἐξ ἁλός, εὗρε δὲ φώκας\nζατρεφέας, πάσας δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπῴχετο, λέκτο δʼ ἀριθμόν·\nἐν δʼ ἡμέας πρώτους λέγε κήτεσιν, οὐδέ τι θυμῷ\nὠΐσθη δόλον εἶναι· ἔπειτα δὲ λέκτο καὶ αὐτός.\nἡμεῖς δὲ ἰάχοντες ἐπεσσύμεθʼ, ἀμφὶ δὲ χεῖρας\nβάλλομεν· οὐδʼ ὁ γέρων δολίης ἐπελήθετο τέχνης,\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι πρώτιστα λέων γένετʼ ἠυγένειος,\nαὐτὰρ ἔπειτα δράκων καὶ πάρδαλις ἠδὲ μέγας σῦς·\nγίγνετο δʼ ὑγρὸν ὕδωρ καὶ δένδρεον ὑψιπέτηλον·\nἡμεῖς δʼ ἀστεμφέως ἔχομεν τετληότι θυμῷ.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἀνίαζʼ ὁ γέρων ὀλοφώια εἰδώς,\nκαὶ τότε δή μʼ ἐπέεσσιν ἀνειρόμενος προσέειπε·\nτίς νύ τοι, Ἀτρέος υἱέ, θεῶν συμφράσσατο βουλάς,\nὄφρα μʼ ἕλοις ἀέκοντα λοχησάμενος; τέο σε χρή;",
    "en": "“We waited the whole morning and made the best of it, watching the seals come up in hundreds to bask upon the sea shore, till at noon the old man of the sea came up too, and when he had found his fat seals he went over them and counted them. We were among the first he counted, and he never suspected any guile, but laid himself down to sleep as soon as he had done counting. Then we rushed upon him with a shout and seized him; on which he began at once with his old tricks, and changed himself first into a lion with a great mane; then all of a sudden he became a dragon, a leopard, a wild boar; the next moment he was running water, and then again directly he was a tree, but we stuck to him and never lost hold, till at last the cunning old creature became distressed, and said, ‘Which of the gods was it, Son of Atreus, that hatched this plot with you for snaring me and seizing me against my will? What do you want?’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.464–480",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nοἶσθα, γέρον, τί με ταῦτα παρατροπέων ἐρεείνεις;\nὡς δὴ δήθʼ ἐνὶ νήσῳ ἐρύκομαι, οὐδέ τι τέκμωρ\nεὑρέμεναι δύναμαι, μινύθει δέ μοι ἔνδοθεν ἦτορ.\nἀλλὰ σύ πέρ μοι εἰπέ, θεοὶ δέ τε πάντα ἴσασιν,\nὅς τίς μʼ ἀθανάτων πεδάᾳ καὶ ἔδησε κελεύθου,\nνόστον θʼ, ὡς ἐπὶ πόντον ἐλεύσομαι ἰχθυόεντα.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπεν·\nἀλλὰ μάλʼ ὤφελλες Διί τʼ ἄλλοισίν τε θεοῖσι\nῥέξας ἱερὰ κάλʼ ἀναβαινέμεν, ὄφρα τάχιστα\nσὴν ἐς πατρίδʼ ἵκοιο πλέων ἐπὶ οἴνοπα πόντον.\nοὐ γάρ τοι πρὶν μοῖρα φίλους τʼ ἰδέειν καὶ ἱκέσθαι\nοἶκον ἐυκτίμενον καὶ σὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nπρίν γʼ ὅτʼ ἂν Αἰγύπτοιο, διιπετέος ποταμοῖο,\nαὖτις ὕδωρ ἔλθῃς ῥέξῃς θʼ ἱερὰς ἑκατόμβας\nἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσι, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσι·\nκαὶ τότε τοι δώσουσιν ὁδὸν θεοί, ἣν σὺ μενοινᾷς.",
    "en": "“‘You know that yourself, old man,’ I answered, ‘you will gain nothing by trying to put me off. It is because I have been kept so long in this island, and see no sign of my being able to get away. I am losing all heart; tell me, then, for you gods know everything, which of the immortals it is that is hindering me, and tell me also how I may sail the sea so as to reach my home?’\n“Then,’ he said, ‘if you would finish your voyage and get home quickly, you must offer sacrifices to Jove and to the rest of the gods before embarking; for it is decreed that you shall not get back to your friends, and to your own house, till you have returned to the heaven-fed stream of Egypt, and offered holy hecatombs to the immortal gods that reign in heaven. When you have done this they will let you finish your voyage.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.481–494",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐμοί γε κατεκλάσθη φίλον ἦτορ,\nοὕνεκά μʼ αὖτις ἄνωγεν ἐπʼ ἠεροειδέα πόντον\nΑἴγυπτόνδʼ ἰέναι, δολιχὴν ὁδὸν ἀργαλέην τε.\nἀλλὰ καὶ ὣς μύθοισιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nταῦτα μὲν οὕτω δὴ τελέω, γέρον, ὡς σὺ κελεύεις.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον,\nἢ πάντες σὺν νηυσὶν ἀπήμονες ἦλθον Ἀχαιοί,\nοὓς Νέστωρ καὶ ἐγὼ λίπομεν Τροίηθεν ἰόντες,\nἦέ τις ὤλετʼ ὀλέθρῳ ἀδευκέι ἧς ἐπὶ νηὸς\nἠὲ φίλων ἐν χερσίν, ἐπεὶ πόλεμον τολύπευσεν.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπεν·\nἈτρεΐδη, τί με ταῦτα διείρεαι; οὐδέ τί σε χρὴ\nἴδμεναι, οὐδὲ δαῆναι ἐμὸν νόον· οὐδέ σέ φημι\nδὴν ἄκλαυτον ἔσεσθαι, ἐπὴν ἐὺ πάντα πύθηαι.",
    "en": "“I was broken hearted when I heard that I must go back all that long and terrible voyage to Egypt; nevertheless, I answered, ‘I will do all, old man, that you have laid upon me; but now tell me, and tell me true, whether all the Achaeans whom Nestor and I left behind us when we set sail from Troy have got home safely, or whether any one of them came to a bad end either on board his own ship or among his friends when the days of his fighting were done.’\n“‘Son of Atreus,’ he answered, ‘why ask me? You had better not know what I can tell you, for your eyes will surely fill when you have heard my story."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.495–511",
    "orig": "πολλοὶ μὲν γὰρ τῶν γε δάμεν, πολλοὶ δὲ λίποντο·\nἀρχοὶ δʼ αὖ δύο μοῦνοι Ἀχαιῶν χαλκοχιτώνων\nἐν νόστῳ ἀπόλοντο· μάχῃ δέ τε καὶ σὺ παρῆσθα.\nεἷς δʼ ἔτι που ζωὸς κατερύκεται εὐρέι πόντῳ.\nΑἴας μὲν μετὰ νηυσὶ δάμη δολιχηρέτμοισι.\nΓυρῇσίν μιν πρῶτα Ποσειδάων ἐπέλασσεν\nπέτρῃσιν μεγάλῃσι καὶ ἐξεσάωσε θαλάσσης·\nκαί νύ κεν ἔκφυγε κῆρα καὶ ἐχθόμενός περ Ἀθήνῃ,\nεἰ μὴ ὑπερφίαλον ἔπος ἔκβαλε καὶ μέγʼ ἀάσθη·\nφῆ ῥʼ ἀέκητι θεῶν φυγέειν μέγα λαῖτμα θαλάσσης.\nτοῦ δὲ Ποσειδάων μεγάλʼ ἔκλυεν αὐδήσαντος·\nαὐτίκʼ ἔπειτα τρίαιναν ἑλὼν χερσὶ στιβαρῇσιν\nἤλασε Γυραίην πέτρην, ἀπὸ δʼ ἔσχισεν αὐτήν·\nκαὶ τὸ μὲν αὐτόθι μεῖνε, τὸ δὲ τρύφος ἔμπεσε πόντῳ,\nτῷ ῥʼ Αἴας τὸ πρῶτον ἐφεζόμενος μέγʼ ἀάσθη·\nτὸν δʼ ἐφόρει κατὰ πόντον ἀπείρονα κυμαίνοντα.\nὣς ὁ μὲν ἔνθʼ ἀπόλωλεν, ἐπεὶ πίεν ἁλμυρὸν ὕδωρ.",
    "en": "Many of those about whom you ask are dead and gone, but many still remain, and only two of the chief men among the Achaeans perished during their return home. As for what happened on the field of battle, you were there yourself. A third Achaean leader is still at sea, alive, but hindered from returning. Ajax was wrecked, for Neptune drove him on to the great rocks of Gyrae; nevertheless, he let him get safe out of the water, and in spite of all Minerva’s hatred he would have escaped death, if he had not ruined himself by boasting. He said the gods could not drown him even though they had tried to do so, and when Neptune heard this large talk, he seized his trident in his two brawny hands, and split the rock of Gyrae in two pieces. The base remained where it was, but the part on which Ajax was sitting fell headlong into the sea and carried Ajax with it; so he drank salt water and was drowned."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.512–523",
    "orig": "σὸς δέ που ἔκφυγε κῆρας ἀδελφεὸς ἠδʼ ὑπάλυξεν\nἐν νηυσὶ γλαφυρῇσι· σάωσε δὲ πότνια Ἥρη.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τάχʼ ἔμελλε Μαλειάων ὄρος αἰπὺ\nἵξεσθαι, τότε δή μιν ἀναρπάξασα θύελλα\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἰχθυόεντα φέρεν βαρέα στενάχοντα,\nἀγροῦ ἐπʼ ἐσχατιήν, ὅθι δώματα ναῖε Θυέστης\nτὸ πρίν, ἀτὰρ τότʼ ἔναιε Θυεστιάδης Αἴγισθος.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ καὶ κεῖθεν ἐφαίνετο νόστος ἀπήμων,\nἂψ δὲ θεοὶ οὖρον στρέψαν, καὶ οἴκαδʼ ἵκοντο,\nἦ τοι ὁ μὲν χαίρων ἐπεβήσετο πατρίδος αἴης\nκαὶ κύνει ἁπτόμενος ἣν πατρίδα· πολλὰ δʼ ἀπʼ αὐτοῦ\nδάκρυα θερμὰ χέοντʼ, ἐπεὶ ἀσπασίως ἴδε γαῖαν.",
    "en": "“‘Your brother and his ships escaped, for Juno protected him, but when he was just about to reach the high promontory of Malea, he was caught by a heavy gale which carried him out to sea again sorely against his will, and drove him to the foreland where Thyestes used to dwell, but where Aegisthus was then living. By and by, however, it seemed as though he was to return safely after all, for the gods backed the wind into its old quarter and they reached home; whereon Agamemnon kissed his native soil, and shed tears of joy at finding himself in his own country."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.524–537",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἄρʼ ἀπὸ σκοπιῆς εἶδε σκοπός, ὅν ῥα καθεῖσεν\nΑἴγισθος δολόμητις ἄγων, ὑπὸ δʼ ἔσχετο μισθὸν\nχρυσοῦ δοιὰ τάλαντα· φύλασσε δʼ ὅ γʼ εἰς ἐνιαυτόν,\nμή ἑ λάθοι παριών, μνήσαιτο δὲ θούριδος ἀλκῆς.\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεν ἀγγελέων πρὸς δώματα ποιμένι λαῶν.\nαὐτίκα δʼ Αἴγισθος δολίην ἐφράσσατο τέχνην·\nκρινάμενος κατὰ δῆμον ἐείκοσι φῶτας ἀρίστους\nεἷσε λόχον, ἑτέρωθι δʼ ἀνώγει δαῖτα πένεσθαι.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ βῆ καλέων Ἀγαμέμνονα, ποιμένα λαῶν\nἵπποισιν καὶ ὄχεσφιν, ἀεικέα μερμηρίζων.\nτὸν δʼ οὐκ εἰδότʼ ὄλεθρον ἀνήγαγε καὶ κατέπεφνεν\nδειπνίσσας, ὥς τίς τε κατέκτανε βοῦν ἐπὶ φάτνῃ.\nοὐδέ τις Ἀτρεΐδεω ἑτάρων λίπεθʼ οἵ οἱ ἕποντο,\nοὐδέ τις Αἰγίσθου, ἀλλʼ ἔκταθεν ἐν μεγάροισιν.",
    "en": "“‘Now there was a watchman whom Aegisthus kept always on the watch, and to whom he had promised two talents of gold. This man had been looking out for a whole year to make sure that Agamemnon did not give him the slip and prepare war; when, therefore, this man saw Agamemnon go by, he went and told Aegisthus, who at once began to lay a plot for him. He picked twenty of his bravest warriors and placed them in ambuscade on one side the cloister, while on the opposite side he prepared a banquet. Then he sent his chariots and horsemen to Agamemnon, and invited him to the feast, but he meant foul play. He got him there, all unsuspicious of the doom that was awaiting him, and killed him when the banquet was over as though he were butchering an ox in the shambles; not one of Agamemnon’s followers was left alive, nor yet one of Aegisthus’, but they were all killed there in the cloisters.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.538–553",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐμοί γε κατεκλάσθη φίλον ἦτορ,\nκλαῖον δʼ ἐν ψαμάθοισι καθήμενος, οὐδέ νύ μοι κῆρ\nἤθελʼ ἔτι ζώειν καὶ ὁρᾶν φάος ἠελίοιο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ κλαίων τε κυλινδόμενός τε κορέσθην,\nδὴ τότε με προσέειπε γέρων ἅλιος νημερτής·\nμηκέτι, Ἀτρέος υἱέ, πολὺν χρόνον ἀσκελὲς οὕτω\nκλαῖʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐκ ἄνυσίν τινα δήομεν· ἀλλὰ τάχιστα\nπείρα ὅπως κεν δὴ σὴν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἵκηαι.\nἢ γάρ μιν ζωόν γε κιχήσεαι, ἤ κεν Ὀρέστης\nκτεῖνεν ὑποφθάμενος, σὺ δέ κεν τάφου ἀντιβολήσαις.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ κραδίη καὶ θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ\nαὖτις ἐνὶ στήθεσσι καὶ ἀχνυμένῳ περ ἰάνθη,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδων·\nτούτους μὲν δὴ οἶδα· σὺ δὲ τρίτον ἄνδρʼ ὀνόμαζε,\nὅς τις ἔτι ζωὸς κατερύκεται εὐρέι πόντῳ\nἠὲ θανών· ἐθέλω δὲ καὶ ἀχνύμενός περ ἀκοῦσαι.",
    "en": "“Thus spoke Proteus, and I was broken hearted as I heard him. I sat down upon the sands and wept; I felt as though I could no longer bear to live nor look upon the light of the sun. Presently, when I had had my fill of weeping and writhing upon the ground, the old man of the sea said, ‘Son of Atreus, do not waste any more time in crying so bitterly; it can do no manner of good; find your way home as fast as ever you can, for Aegisthus may be still alive, and even though Orestes has been beforehand with you in killing him, you may yet come in for his funeral.’\n“On this I took comfort in spite of all my sorrow, and said, ‘I know, then, about these two; tell me, therefore, about the third man of whom you spoke; is he still alive, but at sea, and unable to get home? or is he dead? Tell me, no matter how much it may grieve me.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.554–569",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπεν·\nυἱὸς Λαέρτεω, Ἰθάκῃ ἔνι οἰκία ναίων·\nτὸν δʼ ἴδον ἐν νήσῳ θαλερὸν κατὰ δάκρυ χέοντα,\nνύμφης ἐν μεγάροισι Καλυψοῦς, ἥ μιν ἀνάγκῃ\nἴσχει· ὁ δʼ οὐ δύναται ἣν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι·\nοὐ γάρ οἱ πάρα νῆες ἐπήρετμοι καὶ ἑταῖροι,\nοἵ κέν μιν πέμποιεν ἐπʼ εὐρέα νῶτα θαλάσσης.\nσοὶ δʼ οὐ θέσφατόν ἐστι, διοτρεφὲς ὦ Μενέλαε,\nἌργει ἐν ἱπποβότῳ θανέειν καὶ πότμον ἐπισπεῖν,\nἀλλά σʼ ἐς Ἠλύσιον πεδίον καὶ πείρατα γαίης\nἀθάνατοι πέμψουσιν, ὅθι ξανθὸς Ῥαδάμανθυς,\nτῇ περ ῥηίστη βιοτὴ πέλει ἀνθρώποισιν·\nοὐ νιφετός, οὔτʼ ἂρ χειμὼν πολὺς οὔτε ποτʼ ὄμβρος,\nἀλλʼ αἰεὶ Ζεφύροιο λιγὺ πνείοντος ἀήτας\nὨκεανὸς ἀνίησιν ἀναψύχειν ἀνθρώπους·\nοὕνεκʼ ἔχεις Ἑλένην καί σφιν γαμβρὸς Διός ἐσσι.",
    "en": "“‘The third man,’ he answered, ‘is Ulysses who dwells in Ithaca. I can see him in an island sorrowing bitterly in the house of the nymph Calypso, who is keeping him prisoner, and he cannot reach his home for he has no ships nor sailors to take him over the sea. As for your own end, Menelaus, you shall not die in Argos, but the gods will take you to the Elysian plain, which is at the ends of the world. There fair-haired Rhadamanthus reigns, and men lead an easier life than any where else in the world, for in Elysium there falls not rain, nor hail, nor snow, but Oceanus breathes ever with a West wind that sings softly from the sea, and gives fresh life to all men. This will happen to you because you have married Helen, and are Jove’s son-in-law.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.570–586",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ὑπὸ πόντον ἐδύσετο κυμαίνοντα.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ἐπὶ νῆας ἅμʼ ἀντιθέοις ἑτάροισιν\nἤια, πολλὰ δέ μοι κραδίη πόρφυρε κιόντι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἐπὶ νῆα κατήλθομεν ἠδὲ θάλασσαν,\nδόρπον θʼ ὁπλισάμεσθʼ, ἐπί τʼ ἤλυθεν ἀμβροσίη νύξ,\nδὴ τότε κοιμήθημεν ἐπὶ ῥηγμῖνι θαλάσσης.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nνῆας μὲν πάμπρωτον ἐρύσσαμεν εἰς ἅλα δῖαν,\nἐν δʼ ἱστοὺς τιθέμεσθα καὶ ἱστία νηυσὶν ἐίσῃς,\nἂν δὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ βάντες ἐπὶ κληῖσι καθῖζον·\nἑξῆς δʼ ἑζόμενοι πολιὴν ἅλα τύπτον ἐρετμοῖς.\nἂψ δʼ εἰς Αἰγύπτοιο διιπετέος ποταμοῖο\nστῆσα νέας, καὶ ἔρεξα τεληέσσας ἑκατόμβας.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ κατέπαυσα θεῶν χόλον αἰὲν ἐόντων,\nχεῦʼ Ἀγαμέμνονι τύμβον, ἵνʼ ἄσβεστον κλέος εἴη.\nταῦτα τελευτήσας νεόμην, ἔδοσαν δέ μοι οὖρον\nἀθάνατοι, τοί μʼ ὦκα φίλην ἐς πατρίδʼ ἔπεμψαν.",
    "en": "“As he spoke he dived under the waves, whereon I turned back to the ships with my companions, and my heart was clouded with care as I went along. When we reached the ships we got supper ready, for night was falling, and camped down upon the beach. When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn appeared, we drew our ships into the water, and put our masts and sails within them; then we went on board ourselves, took our seats on the benches, and smote the grey sea with our oars. I again stationed my ships in the heaven-fed stream of Egypt, and offered hecatombs that were full and sufficient. When I had thus appeased heaven’s anger, I raised a barrow to the memory of Agamemnon that his name might live for ever, after which I had a quick passage home, for the gods sent me a fair wind."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.587–608",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν ἐπίμεινον ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἐμοῖσιν,\nὄφρα κεν ἑνδεκάτη τε δυωδεκάτη τε γένηται·\nκαὶ τότε σʼ εὖ πέμψω, δώσω δέ τοι ἀγλαὰ δῶρα,\nτρεῖς ἵππους καὶ δίφρον ἐύξοον· αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nδώσω καλὸν ἄλεισον, ἵνα σπένδῃσθα θεοῖσιν\nἀθανάτοις ἐμέθεν μεμνημένος ἤματα πάντα.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἈτρεΐδη, μὴ δή με πολὺν χρόνον ἐνθάδʼ ἔρυκε.\nκαὶ γάρ κʼ εἰς ἐνιαυτὸν ἐγὼ παρὰ σοί γʼ ἀνεχοίμην\nἥμενος, οὐδέ κέ μʼ οἴκου ἕλοι πόθος οὐδὲ τοκήων·\nαἰνῶς γὰρ μύθοισιν ἔπεσσί τε σοῖσιν ἀκούων\nτέρπομαι. ἀλλʼ ἤδη μοι ἀνιάζουσιν ἑταῖροι\nἐν Πύλῳ ἠγαθέῃ· σὺ δέ με χρόνον ἐνθάδʼ ἐρύκεις.\nδῶρον δʼ ὅττι κέ μοι δοίης, κειμήλιον ἔστω·\nἵππους δʼ εἰς Ἰθάκην οὐκ ἄξομαι, ἀλλὰ σοὶ αὐτῷ\nἐνθάδε λείψω ἄγαλμα· σὺ γὰρ πεδίοιο ἀνάσσεις\nεὐρέος, ᾧ ἔνι μὲν λωτὸς πολύς, ἐν δὲ κύπειρον\nπυροί τε ζειαί τε ἰδʼ εὐρυφυὲς κρῖ λευκόν.\nἐν δʼ Ἰθάκῃ οὔτʼ ἂρ δρόμοι εὐρέες οὔτε τι λειμών·\nαἰγίβοτος, καὶ μᾶλλον ἐπήρατος ἱπποβότοιο.\nοὐ γάρ τις νήσων ἱππήλατος οὐδʼ ἐυλείμων,\nαἵ θʼ ἁλὶ κεκλίαται· Ἰθάκη δέ τε καὶ περὶ πασέων.",
    "en": "“And now for yourself, stay here some ten or twelve days longer, and I will then speed you on your way. I will make you a noble present of a chariot and three horses. I will also give you a beautiful chalice that so long as you live you may think of me whenever you make a drink-offering to the immortal gods.”\n“Son of Atreus,” replied Telemachus, “do not press me to stay longer; I should be contented to remain with you for another twelve months; I find your conversation so delightful that I should never once wish myself at home with my parents; but my crew whom I have left at Pylos are already impatient, and you are detaining me from them. As for any present you may be disposed to make me, I had rather that it should be a piece of plate. I will take no horses back with me to Ithaca, but will leave them to adorn your own stables, for you have much flat ground in your kingdom where lotus thrives, as also meadow-sweet and wheat and barley, and oats with their white and spreading ears; whereas in Ithaca we have neither open fields nor racecourses, and the country is more fit for goats than horses, and I like it the better for that. None of our islands have much level ground, suitable for horses, and Ithaca least of all.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.609–624",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, μείδησεν δὲ βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Μενέλαος,\nχειρί τέ μιν κατέρεξεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nαἵματός εἰς ἀγαθοῖο, φίλον τέκος, οἷʼ ἀγορεύεις·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι ταῦτα μεταστήσω· δύναμαι γάρ.\nδώρων δʼ ὅσσʼ ἐν ἐμῷ οἴκῳ κειμήλια κεῖται,\nδώσω ὃ κάλλιστον καὶ τιμηέστατόν ἐστιν·\nδώσω τοι κρητῆρα τετυγμένον· ἀργύρεος δὲ\nἔστιν ἅπας, χρυσῷ δʼ ἐπὶ χείλεα κεκράανται,\nἔργον δʼ Ἡφαίστοιο. πόρεν δέ ἑ Φαίδιμος ἥρως,\nΣιδονίων βασιλεύς, ὅθʼ ἑὸς δόμος ἀμφεκάλυψε\nκεῖσέ με νοστήσαντα· τεῒν δʼ ἐθέλω τόδʼ ὀπάσσαι.\nὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nδαιτυμόνες δʼ ἐς δώματʼ ἴσαν θείου βασιλῆος.\nοἱ δʼ ἦγον μὲν μῆλα, φέρον δʼ ἐυήνορα οἶνον·\nσῖτον δέ σφʼ ἄλοχοι καλλικρήδεμνοι ἔπεμπον.\nὣς οἱ μὲν περὶ δεῖπνον ἐνὶ μεγάροισι πένοντο.",
    "en": "Menelaus smiled and took Telemachus’s hand within his own. “What you say,” said he, “shows that you come of good family. I both can, and will, make this exchange for you, by giving you the finest and most precious piece of plate in all my house. It is a mixing bowl by Vulcan’s own hand, of pure silver, except the rim, which is inlaid with gold. Phaedimus, king of the Sidonians, gave it me in the course of a visit which I paid him when I returned thither on my homeward journey. I will make you a present of it.”\nThus did they converse [and guests kept coming to the king’s house. They brought sheep and wine, while their wives had put up bread for them to take with them; so they were busy cooking their dinners in the courts]."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.625–637",
    "orig": "μνηστῆρες δὲ πάροιθεν Ὀδυσσῆος μεγάροιο\nδίσκοισιν τέρποντο καὶ αἰγανέῃσιν ἱέντες\nἐν τυκτῷ δαπέδῳ, ὅθι περ πάρος, ὕβριν ἔχοντες.\nἈντίνοος δὲ καθῆστο καὶ Εὐρύμαχος θεοειδής,\nἀρχοὶ μνηστήρων, ἀρετῇ δʼ ἔσαν ἔξοχʼ ἄριστοι.\nτοῖς δʼ υἱὸς Φρονίοιο Νοήμων ἐγγύθεν ἐλθὼν\nἈντίνοον μύθοισιν ἀνειρόμενος προσέειπεν·\nἈντίνοʼ, ἦ ῥά τι ἴδμεν ἐνὶ φρεσίν, ἦε καὶ οὐκί,\nὁππότε Τηλέμαχος νεῖτʼ ἐκ Πύλου ἠμαθόεντος;\nνῆά μοι οἴχετʼ ἄγων· ἐμὲ δὲ χρεὼ γίγνεται αὐτῆς\nἬλιδʼ ἐς εὐρύχορον διαβήμεναι, ἔνθα μοι ἵπποι\nδώδεκα θήλειαι, ὑπὸ δʼ ἡμίονοι ταλαεργοὶ\nἀδμῆτες· τῶν κέν τινʼ ἐλασσάμενος δαμασαίμην.",
    "en": "Meanwhile the suitors were throwing discs or aiming with spears at a mark on the levelled ground in front of Ulysses’ house, and were behaving with all their old insolence. Antinous and Eurymachus, who were their ringleaders and much the foremost among them all, were sitting together when Noemon son of Phronius came up and said to Antinous,\n“Have we any idea, Antinous, on what day Telemachus returns from Pylos? He has a ship of mine, and I want it, to cross over to Elis: I have twelve brood mares there with yearling mule foals by their side not yet broken in, and I want to bring one of them over here and break him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.638–656",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἀνὰ θυμὸν ἐθάμβεον· οὐ γὰρ ἔφαντο\nἐς Πύλον οἴχεσθαι Νηλήιον, ἀλλά που αὐτοῦ\nἀγρῶν ἢ μήλοισι παρέμμεναι ἠὲ συβώτῃ.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀντίνοος προσέφη Ἐυπείθεος υἱός·\nνημερτές μοι ἔνισπε, πότʼ ᾤχετο καὶ τίνες αὐτῷ\nκοῦροι ἕποντʼ; Ἰθάκης ἐξαίρετοι, ἦ ἑοὶ αὐτοῦ\nθῆτές τε δμῶές τε; δύναιτό κε καὶ τὸ τελέσσαι.\nκαί μοι τοῦτʼ ἀγόρευσον ἐτήτυμον, ὄφρʼ ἐὺ εἰδῶ,\nἤ σε βίῃ ἀέκοντος ἀπηύρα νῆα μέλαιναν,\nἦε ἑκών οἱ δῶκας, ἐπεὶ προσπτύξατο μύθῳ.\nτὸν δʼ υἱὸς Φρονίοιο Νοήμων ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nαὐτὸς ἑκών οἱ δῶκα· τί κεν ῥέξειε καὶ ἄλλος,\nὁππότʼ ἀνὴρ τοιοῦτος ἔχων μελεδήματα θυμῷ\nαἰτίζῃ; χαλεπόν κεν ἀνήνασθαι δόσιν εἴη.\nκοῦροι δʼ, οἳ κατὰ δῆμον ἀριστεύουσι μεθʼ ἡμέας,\nοἵ οἱ ἕποντʼ· ἐν δʼ ἀρχὸν ἐγὼ βαίνοντʼ ἐνόησα\nΜέντορα, ἠὲ θεόν, τῷ δʼ αὐτῷ πάντα ἐῴκει.\nἀλλὰ τὸ θαυμάζω· ἴδον ἐνθάδε Μέντορα δῖον\nχθιζὸν ὑπηοῖον, τότε δʼ ἔμβη νηὶ Πύλονδε.",
    "en": "They were astounded when they heard this, for they had made sure that Telemachus had not gone to the city of Neleus. They thought he was only away somewhere on the farms, and was with the sheep, or with the swineherd; so Antinous said, “When did he go? Tell me truly, and what young men did he take with him? Were they freemen or his own bondsmen, for he might manage that too? Tell me also, did you let him have the ship of your own free will because he asked you, or did he take it without your leave?”\n“I lent it him,” answered Noemon, “what else could I do when a man of his position said he was in a difficulty, and asked me to oblige him? I could not possibly refuse. As for those who went with him they were the best young men we have, and I saw Mentor go on board as captain, or some god who was exactly like him. I cannot understand it, for I saw Mentor here myself yesterday morning, and yet he was then setting out for Pylos.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.657–674",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας ἀπέβη πρὸς δώματα πατρός,\nτοῖσιν δʼ ἀμφοτέροισιν ἀγάσσατο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.\nμνηστῆρας δʼ ἄμυδις κάθισαν καὶ παῦσαν ἀέθλων.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀντίνοος μετέφη Εὐπείθεος υἱός,\nἀχνύμενος· μένεος δὲ μέγα φρένες ἀμφιμέλαιναι\nπίμπλαντʼ, ὄσσε δέ οἱ πυρὶ λαμπετόωντι ἐίκτην·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μέγα ἔργον ὑπερφιάλως ἐτελέσθη\nΤηλεμάχῳ ὁδὸς ἥδε· φάμεν δέ οἱ οὐ τελέεσθαι.\nἐκ τοσσῶνδʼ ἀέκητι νέος πάϊς οἴχεται αὔτως\nνῆα ἐρυσσάμενος, κρίνας τʼ ἀνὰ δῆμον ἀρίστους.\nἄρξει καὶ προτέρω κακὸν ἔμμεναι· ἀλλά οἱ αὐτῷ\nΖεὺς ὀλέσειε βίην, πρὶν ἥβης μέτρον ἱκέσθαι.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι δότε νῆα θοὴν καὶ εἴκοσʼ ἑταίρους,\nὄφρα μιν αὐτὸν ἰόντα λοχήσομαι ἠδὲ φυλάξω\nἐν πορθμῷ Ἰθάκης τε Σάμοιό τε παιπαλοέσσης,\nὡς ἂν ἐπισμυγερῶς ναυτίλλεται εἵνεκα πατρός.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἐπῄνεον ἠδʼ ἐκέλευον.\nαὐτίκʼ ἔπειτʼ ἀνστάντες ἔβαν δόμον εἰς Ὀδυσῆος.",
    "en": "Noemon then went back to his father’s house, but Antinous and Eurymachus were very angry. They told the others to leave off playing, and to come and sit down along with themselves. When they came, Antinous son of Eupeithes spoke in anger. His heart was black with rage, and his eyes flashed fire as he said:\n“Good heavens, this voyage of Telemachus is a very serious matter; we had made sure that it would come to nothing, but the young fellow has got away in spite of us, and with a picked crew too. He will be giving us trouble presently; may Jove take him before he is full grown. Find me a ship, therefore, with a crew of twenty men, and I will lie in wait for him in the straits between Ithaca and Samos; he will then rue the day that he set out to try and get news of his father.”\nThus did he speak, and the others applauded his saying; they then all of them went inside the buildings."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.675–695",
    "orig": "οὐδʼ ἄρα Πηνελόπεια πολὺν χρόνον ἦεν ἄπυστος\nμύθων, οὓς μνηστῆρες ἐνὶ φρεσὶ βυσσοδόμευον·\nκῆρυξ γάρ οἱ ἔειπε Μέδων, ὃς ἐπεύθετο βουλὰς\nαὐλῆς ἐκτὸς ἐών· οἱ δʼ ἔνδοθι μῆτιν ὕφαινον.\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεν ἀγγελέων διὰ δώματα Πηνελοπείῃ·\nτὸν δὲ κατʼ οὐδοῦ βάντα προσηύδα Πηνελόπεια·\nκῆρυξ, τίπτε δέ σε πρόεσαν μνηστῆρες ἀγαυοί;\nἦ εἰπέμεναι δμῳῇσιν Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο\nἔργων παύσασθαι, σφίσι δʼ αὐτοῖς δαῖτα πένεσθαι;\nμὴ μνηστεύσαντες μηδʼ ἄλλοθʼ ὁμιλήσαντες\nὕστατα καὶ πύματα νῦν ἐνθάδε δειπνήσειαν·\nοἳ θάμʼ ἀγειρόμενοι βίοτον κατακείρετε πολλόν,\nκτῆσιν Τηλεμάχοιο δαΐφρονος· οὐδέ τι πατρῶν\nὑμετέρων τὸ πρόσθεν ἀκούετε, παῖδες ἐόντες,\nοἷος Ὀδυσσεὺς ἔσκε μεθʼ ὑμετέροισι τοκεῦσιν,\nοὔτε τινὰ ῥέξας ἐξαίσιον οὔτε τι εἰπὼν\nἐν δήμῳ, ἥ τʼ ἐστὶ δίκη θείων βασιλήων·\nἄλλον κʼ ἐχθαίρῃσι βροτῶν, ἄλλον κε φιλοίη.\nκεῖνος δʼ οὔ ποτε πάμπαν ἀτάσθαλον ἄνδρα ἐώργει.\nἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν ὑμέτερος θυμὸς καὶ ἀεικέα ἔργα\nφαίνεται, οὐδέ τίς ἐστι χάρις μετόπισθʼ ἐυεργέων.",
    "en": "It was not long ere Penelope came to know what the suitors were plotting; for a man servant, Medon, overheard them from outside the outer court as they were laying their schemes within, and went to tell his mistress. As he crossed the threshold of her room Penelope said: “Medon, what have the suitors sent you here for? Is it to tell the maids to leave their master’s business and cook dinner for them? I wish they may neither woo nor dine henceforward, neither here nor anywhere else, but let this be the very last time, for the waste you all make of my son’s estate. Did not your fathers tell you when you were children, how good Ulysses had been to them, never doing anything high-handed, nor speaking harshly to anybody? Kings may say things sometimes, and they may take a fancy to one man and dislike another, but Ulysses never did an unjust thing by anybody, which shows what bad hearts you have, and that there is no such thing as gratitude left in this world.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.696–714",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε Μέδων πεπνυμένα εἰδώς·\nαἲ γὰρ δή, βασίλεια, τόδε πλεῖστον κακὸν εἴη.\nἀλλὰ πολὺ μεῖζόν τε καὶ ἀργαλεώτερον ἄλλο\nμνηστῆρες φράζονται, ὃ μὴ τελέσειε Κρονίων·\nΤηλέμαχον μεμάασι κατακτάμεν ὀξέι χαλκῷ\nοἴκαδε νισόμενον· ὁ δʼ ἔβη μετὰ πατρὸς ἀκουὴν\nἐς Πύλον ἠγαθέην ἠδʼ ἐς Λακεδαίμονα δῖαν.\nὣς φάτο, τῆς δʼ αὐτοῦ λύτο γούνατα καὶ φίλον ἦτορ,\nδὴν δέ μιν ἀμφασίη ἐπέων λάβε· τὼ δέ οἱ ὄσσε\nδακρυόφι πλῆσθεν, θαλερὴ δέ οἱ ἔσχετο φωνή.\nὀψὲ δὲ δή μιν ἔπεσσιν ἀμειβομένη προσέειπε·\nκῆρυξ, τίπτε δέ μοι πάϊς οἴχεται; οὐδέ τί μιν χρεὼ\nνηῶν ὠκυπόρων ἐπιβαινέμεν, αἵ θʼ ἁλὸς ἵπποι\nἀνδράσι γίγνονται, περόωσι δὲ πουλὺν ἐφʼ ὑγρήν.\nἦ ἵνα μηδʼ ὄνομʼ αὐτοῦ ἐν ἀνθρώποισι λίπηται;\nτὴν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα Μέδων πεπνυμένα εἰδώς·\nοὐκ οἶδʼ ἤ τίς μιν θεὸς ὤρορεν, ἦε καὶ αὐτοῦ\nθυμὸς ἐφωρμήθη ἴμεν ἐς Πύλον, ὄφρα πύθηται\nπατρὸς ἑοῦ ἢ νόστον ἢ ὅν τινα πότμον ἐπέσπεν.",
    "en": "Then Medon said, “I wish, Madam, that this were all; but they are plotting something much more dreadful now, may heaven frustrate their design. They are going to try and murder Telemachus as he is coming home from Pylos and Lacedaemon, where he has been to get news of his father.”\nThen Penelope’s heart sank within her, and for a long time she was speechless; her eyes filled with tears, and she could find no utterance. At last, however, she said, “Why did my son leave me? What business had he to go sailing off in ships that make long voyages over the ocean like sea-horses? Does he want to die without leaving any one behind him to keep up his name?”\n“I do not know,” answered Medon, “whether some god set him on to it, or whether he went on his own impulse to see if he could find out if his father was dead, or alive and on his way home.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.715–728",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας ἀπέβη κατὰ δῶμʼ Ὀδυσῆος.\nτὴν δʼ ἄχος ἀμφεχύθη θυμοφθόρον, οὐδʼ ἄρʼ ἔτʼ ἔτλη\nδίφρῳ ἐφέζεσθαι πολλῶν κατὰ οἶκον ἐόντων,\nἀλλʼ ἄρʼ ἐπʼ οὐδοῦ ἷζε πολυκμήτου θαλάμοιο\nοἴκτρʼ ὀλοφυρομένη· περὶ δὲ δμῳαὶ μινύριζον\nπᾶσαι, ὅσαι κατὰ δώματʼ ἔσαν νέαι ἠδὲ παλαιαί.\nτῇς δʼ ἁδινὸν γοόωσα μετηύδα Πηνελόπεια·\nκλῦτε, φίλαι· πέρι γάρ μοι Ὀλύμπιος ἄλγεʼ ἔδωκεν\nἐκ πασέων, ὅσσαι μοι ὁμοῦ τράφεν ἠδʼ ἐγένοντο·\nἣ πρὶν μὲν πόσιν ἐσθλὸν ἀπώλεσα θυμολέοντα,\nπαντοίῃς ἀρετῇσι κεκασμένον ἐν Δαναοῖσιν,\nἐσθλόν, τοῦ κλέος εὐρὺ καθʼ Ἑλλάδα καὶ μέσον Ἄργος.\nνῦν αὖ παῖδʼ ἀγαπητὸν ἀνηρείψαντο θύελλαι\nἀκλέα ἐκ μεγάρων, οὐδʼ ὁρμηθέντος ἄκουσα.",
    "en": "Then he went downstairs again, leaving Penelope in an agony of grief. There were plenty of seats in the house, but she had no heart for sitting on any one of them; she could only fling herself on the floor of her own room and cry; whereon all the maids in the house, both old and young, gathered round her and began to cry too, till at last in a transport of sorrow she exclaimed,\n“My dears, heaven has been pleased to try me with more affliction than any other woman of my age and country. First I lost my brave and lion-hearted husband, who had every good quality under heaven, and whose name was great over all Hellas and middle Argos, and now my darling son is at the mercy of the winds and waves, without my having heard one word about his leaving home."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.729–741",
    "orig": "σχέτλιαι, οὐδʼ ὑμεῖς περ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ θέσθε ἑκάστη\nἐκ λεχέων μʼ ἀνεγεῖραι, ἐπιστάμεναι σάφα θυμῷ,\nὁππότʼ ἐκεῖνος ἔβη κοίλην ἐπὶ νῆα μέλαιναν.\nεἰ γὰρ ἐγὼ πυθόμην ταύτην ὁδὸν ὁρμαίνοντα,\nτῷ κε μάλʼ ἤ κεν ἔμεινε καὶ ἐσσύμενός περ ὁδοῖο,\nἤ κέ με τεθνηκυῖαν ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἔλειπεν.\nἀλλά τις ὀτρηρῶς Δολίον καλέσειε γέροντα,\nδμῶʼ ἐμόν, ὅν μοι δῶκε πατὴρ ἔτι δεῦρο κιούσῃ,\nκαί μοι κῆπον ἔχει πολυδένδρεον, ὄφρα τάχιστα\nΛαέρτῃ τάδε πάντα παρεζόμενος καταλέξῃ,\nεἰ δή πού τινα κεῖνος ἐνὶ φρεσὶ μῆτιν ὑφήνας\nἐξελθὼν λαοῖσιν ὀδύρεται, οἳ μεμάασιν\nὃν καὶ Ὀδυσσῆος φθῖσαι γόνον ἀντιθέοιο.",
    "en": "You hussies, there was not one of you would so much as think of giving me a call out of my bed, though you all of you very well knew when he was starting. If I had known he meant taking this voyage, he would have had to give it up, no matter how much he was bent upon it, or leave me a corpse behind him, one or other. Now, however, go some of you and call old Dolius, who was given me by my father on my marriage, and who is my gardener. Bid him go at once and tell everything to Laertes, who may be able to hit on some plan for enlisting public sympathy on our side, as against those who are trying to exterminate his own race and that of Ulysses.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.742–757",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε φίλη τροφὸς Εὐρύκλεια·\nνύμφα φίλη, σὺ μὲν ἄρ με κατάκτανε νηλέι χαλκῷ\nἢ ἔα ἐν μεγάρῳ· μῦθον δέ τοι οὐκ ἐπικεύσω.\nᾔδεʼ ἐγὼ τάδε πάντα, πόρον δέ οἱ ὅσσʼ ἐκέλευε,\nσῖτον καὶ μέθυ ἡδύ· ἐμεῦ δʼ ἕλετο μέγαν ὅρκον\nμὴ πρὶν σοὶ ἐρέειν, πρὶν δωδεκάτην γε γενέσθαι\nἢ σʼ αὐτὴν ποθέσαι καὶ ἀφορμηθέντος ἀκοῦσαι,\nὡς ἂν μὴ κλαίουσα κατὰ χρόα καλὸν ἰάπτῃς.\nἀλλʼ ὑδρηναμένη, καθαρὰ χροῒ εἵμαθʼ ἑλοῦσα,\nεἰς ὑπερῷʼ ἀναβᾶσα σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξὶν\nεὔχεʼ Ἀθηναίῃ κούρῃ Διὸς αἰγιόχοιο·\nἡ γάρ κέν μιν ἔπειτα καὶ ἐκ θανάτοιο σαώσαι.\nμηδὲ γέροντα κάκου κεκακωμένον· οὐ γὰρ ὀίω\nπάγχυ θεοῖς μακάρεσσι γονὴν Ἀρκεισιάδαο\nἔχθεσθʼ, ἀλλʼ ἔτι πού τις ἐπέσσεται ὅς κεν ἔχῃσι\nδώματά θʼ ὑψερεφέα καὶ ἀπόπροθι πίονας ἀγρούς.",
    "en": "Then the dear old nurse Euryclea said, “You may kill me, Madam, or let me live on in your house, whichever you please, but I will tell you the real truth. I knew all about it, and gave him everything he wanted in the way of bread and wine, but he made me take my solemn oath that I would not tell you anything for some ten or twelve days, unless you asked or happened to hear of his having gone, for he did not want you to spoil your beauty by crying. And now, Madam, wash your face, change your dress, and go upstairs with your maids to offer prayers to Minerva, daughter of Aegis-bearing Jove, for she can save him even though he be in the jaws of death. Do not trouble Laertes: he has trouble enough already. Besides, I cannot think that the gods hate the race of the son of Arceisius so much, but there will be a son left to come up after him, and inherit both the house and the fair fields that lie far all round it.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.758–777",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τῆς δʼ εὔνησε γόον, σχέθε δʼ ὄσσε γόοιο.\nἡ δʼ ὑδρηναμένη, καθαρὰ χροῒ εἵμαθʼ ἑλοῦσα\nεἰς ὑπερῷʼ ἀνέβαινε σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξίν,\nἐν δʼ ἔθετʼ οὐλοχύτας κανέῳ, ἠρᾶτο δʼ Ἀθήνῃ·\nκλῦθί μευ, αἰγιόχοιο Διὸς τέκος, Ἀτρυτώνη,\nεἴ ποτέ τοι πολύμητις ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἢ βοὸς ἢ ὄϊος κατὰ πίονα μηρίʼ ἔκηε,\nτῶν νῦν μοι μνῆσαι, καί μοι φίλον υἷα σάωσον,\nμνηστῆρας δʼ ἀπάλαλκε κακῶς ὑπερηνορέοντας.\nὣς εἰποῦσʼ ὀλόλυξε, θεὰ δέ οἱ ἔκλυεν ἀρῆς.\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ὁμάδησαν ἀνὰ μέγαρα σκιόεντα·\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκε νέων ὑπερηνορεόντων·\nἦ μάλα δὴ γάμον ἄμμι πολυμνήστη βασίλεια\nἀρτύει, οὐδέ τι οἶδεν ὅ οἱ φόνος υἷι τέτυκται.\nὣς ἄρα τις εἴπεσκε, τὰ δʼ οὐκ ἴσαν ὡς ἐτέτυκτο.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀντίνοος ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπε·\nδαιμόνιοι, μύθους μὲν ὑπερφιάλους ἀλέασθε\nπάντας ὁμῶς, μή πού τις ἀπαγγείλῃσι καὶ εἴσω.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε σιγῇ τοῖον ἀναστάντες τελέωμεν\nμῦθον, ὃ δὴ καὶ πᾶσιν ἐνὶ φρεσὶν ἤραρεν ἡμῖν.",
    "en": "With these words she made her mistress leave off crying, and dried the tears from her eyes. Penelope washed her face, changed her dress, and went upstairs with her maids. She then put some bruised barley into a basket and began praying to Minerva.\n“Hear me,” she cried, “Daughter of Aegis-bearing Jove, unweariable. If ever Ulysses while he was here burned you fat thigh bones of sheep or heifer, bear it in mind now as in my favour, and save my darling son from the villainy of the suitors.”\nShe cried aloud as she spoke, and the goddess heard her prayer; meanwhile the suitors were clamorous throughout the covered cloister, and one of them said:\n“The queen is preparing for her marriage with one or other of us. Little does she dream that her son has now been doomed to die.”\nThis was what they said, but they did not know what was going to happen. Then Antinous said, “Comrades, let there be no loud talking, lest some of it get carried inside. Let us be up and do that in silence, about which we are all of a mind.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.778–794",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ἐκρίνατʼ ἐείκοσι φῶτας ἀρίστους,\nβὰν δʼ ἰέναι ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν καὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης.\nνῆα μὲν οὖν πάμπρωτον ἁλὸς βένθοσδε ἔρυσσαν,\nἐν δʼ ἱστόν τʼ ἐτίθεντο καὶ ἱστία νηὶ μελαίνῃ,\nἠρτύναντο δʼ ἐρετμὰ τροποῖς ἐν δερματίνοισιν,\nπάντα κατὰ μοῖραν, ἀνά θʼ ἱστία λευκὰ πέτασσαν·\nτεύχεα δέ σφʼ ἤνεικαν ὑπέρθυμοι θεράποντες.\nὑψοῦ δʼ ἐν νοτίῳ τήν γʼ ὥρμισαν, ἐκ δʼ ἔβαν αὐτοί·\nἔνθα δὲ δόρπον ἕλοντο, μένον δʼ ἐπὶ ἕσπερον ἐλθεῖν.\nἡ δʼ ὑπερωίῳ αὖθι περίφρων Πηνελόπεια\nκεῖτʼ ἄρʼ ἄσιτος, ἄπαστος ἐδητύος ἠδὲ ποτῆτος,\nὁρμαίνουσʼ ἤ οἱ θάνατον φύγοι υἱὸς ἀμύμων,\nἦ ὅ γʼ ὑπὸ μνηστῆρσιν ὑπερφιάλοισι δαμείη.\nὅσσα δὲ μερμήριξε λέων ἀνδρῶν ἐν ὁμίλῳ\nδείσας, ὁππότε μιν δόλιον περὶ κύκλον ἄγωσι,\nτόσσα μιν ὁρμαίνουσαν ἐπήλυθε νήδυμος ὕπνος·\nεὗδε δʼ ἀνακλινθεῖσα, λύθεν δέ οἱ ἅψεα πάντα.",
    "en": "He then chose twenty men, and they went down to their ship and to the sea side; they drew the vessel into the water and got her mast and sails inside her; they bound the oars to the thole-pins with twisted thongs of leather, all in due course, and spread the white sails aloft, while their fine servants brought them their armour. Then they made the ship fast a little way out, came on shore again, got their suppers, and waited till night should fall.\nBut Penelope lay in her own room upstairs unable to eat or drink, and wondering whether her brave son would escape, or be overpowered by the wicked suitors. Like a lioness caught in the toils with huntsmen hemming her in on every side she thought and thought till she sank into a slumber, and lay on her bed bereft of thought and motion."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.795–807",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ αὖτʼ ἄλλʼ ἐνόησε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nεἴδωλον ποίησε, δέμας δʼ ἤικτο γυναικί,\nἸφθίμῃ, κούρῃ μεγαλήτορος Ἰκαρίοιο,\nτὴν Εὔμηλος ὄπυιε Φερῇς ἔνι οἰκία ναίων.\nπέμπε δέ μιν πρὸς δώματʼ Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο,\nἧος Πηνελόπειαν ὀδυρομένην γοόωσαν\nπαύσειε κλαυθμοῖο γόοιό τε δακρυόεντος.\nἐς θάλαμον δʼ εἰσῆλθε παρὰ κληῖδος ἱμάντα,\nστῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπὲρ κεφαλῆς, καί μιν πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπεν·\nεὕδεις, Πηνελόπεια, φίλον τετιημένη ἦτορ;\nοὐ μέν σʼ οὐδὲ ἐῶσι θεοὶ ῥεῖα ζώοντες\nκλαίειν οὐδʼ ἀκάχησθαι, ἐπεί ῥʼ ἔτι νόστιμός ἐστι\nσὸς παῖς· οὐ μὲν γάρ τι θεοῖς ἀλιτήμενός ἐστι.",
    "en": "Then Minerva bethought her of another matter, and made a vision in the likeness of Penelope’s sister Iphthime daughter of Icarius who had married Eumelus and lived in Pherae. She told the vision to go to the house of Ulysses, and to make Penelope leave off crying, so it came into her room by the hole through which the thong went for pulling the door to, and hovered over her head saying,\n“You are asleep, Penelope: the gods who live at ease will not suffer you to weep and be so sad. Your son has done them no wrong, so he will yet come back to you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.808–823",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα περίφρων Πηνελόπεια,\nἡδὺ μάλα κνώσσουσʼ ἐν ὀνειρείῃσι πύλῃσιν·\nτίπτε, κασιγνήτη, δεῦρʼ ἤλυθες; οὔ τι πάρος γε\nπωλέʼ, ἐπεὶ μάλα πολλὸν ἀπόπροθι δώματα ναίεις·\nκαί με κέλεαι παύσασθαι ὀιζύος ἠδʼ ὀδυνάων\nπολλέων, αἵ μʼ ἐρέθουσι κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμόν,\nἣ πρὶν μὲν πόσιν ἐσθλὸν ἀπώλεσα θυμολέοντα,\nπαντοίῃς ἀρετῇσι κεκασμένον ἐν Δαναοῖσιν,\nἐσθλόν, τοῦ κλέος εὐρὺ καθʼ Ἑλλάδα καὶ μέσον Ἄργος·\nνῦν αὖ παῖς ἀγαπητὸς ἔβη κοίλης ἐπὶ νηός,\nνήπιος, οὔτε πόνων ἐὺ εἰδὼς οὔτʼ ἀγοράων.\nτοῦ δὴ ἐγὼ καὶ μᾶλλον ὀδύρομαι ἤ περ ἐκείνου·\nτοῦ δʼ ἀμφιτρομέω καὶ δείδια, μή τι πάθῃσιν,\nἢ ὅ γε τῶν ἐνὶ δήμῳ, ἵνʼ οἴχεται, ἢ ἐνὶ πόντῳ·\nδυσμενέες γὰρ πολλοὶ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ μηχανόωνται,\nἱέμενοι κτεῖναι πρὶν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι.",
    "en": "Penelope, who was sleeping sweetly at the gates of dreamland, answered, “Sister, why have you come here? You do not come very often, but I suppose that is because you live such a long way off. Am I, then, to leave off crying and refrain from all the sad thoughts that torture me? I, who have lost my brave and lion-hearted husband, who had every good quality under heaven, and whose name was great over all Hellas and middle Argos; and now my darling son has gone off on board of a ship, a foolish fellow who has never been used to roughing it, nor to going about among gatherings of men. I am even more anxious about him than about my husband; I am all in a tremble when I think of him, lest something should happen to him, either from the people among whom he has gone, or by sea, for he has many enemies who are plotting against him, and are bent on killing him before he can return home.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.824–834",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενον προσέφη εἴδωλον ἀμαυρόν·\nθάρσει, μηδέ τι πάγχυ μετὰ φρεσὶ δείδιθι λίην·\nτοίη γάρ οἱ πομπὸς ἅμʼ ἔρχεται, ἥν τε καὶ ἄλλοι\nἀνέρες ἠρήσαντο παρεστάμεναι, δύναται γάρ,\nΠαλλὰς Ἀθηναίη· σὲ δʼ ὀδυρομένην ἐλεαίρει·\nἣ νῦν με προέηκε τεῒν τάδε μυθήσασθαι.\nτὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nεἰ μὲν δὴ θεός ἐσσι θεοῖό τε ἔκλυες αὐδῆς,\nεἰ δʼ ἄγε μοι καὶ κεῖνον ὀιζυρὸν κατάλεξον,\nἤ που ἔτι ζώει καὶ ὁρᾷ φάος ἠελίοιο,\nἦ ἤδη τέθνηκε καὶ εἰν Ἀίδαο δόμοισι.",
    "en": "Then the vision said, “Take heart, and be not so much dismayed. There is one gone with him whom many a man would be glad enough to have stand by his side, I mean Minerva; it is she who has compassion upon you, and who has sent me to bear you this message.”\n“Then,” said Penelope, “if you are a god or have been sent here by divine commission, tell me also about that other unhappy one, is he still alive, or is he already dead and in the house of Hades?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 4.835–847",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενον προσέφη εἴδωλον ἀμαυρόν·\nοὐ μέν τοι κεῖνόν γε διηνεκέως ἀγορεύσω,\nζώει ὅ γʼ ἦ τέθνηκε· κακὸν δʼ ἀνεμώλια βάζειν.\nὣς εἰπὸν σταθμοῖο παρὰ κληῖδα λιάσθη\nἐς πνοιὰς ἀνέμων. ἡ δʼ ἐξ ὕπνου ἀνόρουσε\nκούρη Ἰκαρίοιο· φίλον δέ οἱ ἦτορ ἰάνθη,\nὥς οἱ ἐναργὲς ὄνειρον ἐπέσσυτο νυκτὸς ἀμολγῷ.\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ἀναβάντες ἐπέπλεον ὑγρὰ κέλευθα\nΤηλεμάχῳ φόνον αἰπὺν ἐνὶ φρεσὶν ὁρμαίνοντες.\nἔστι δέ τις νῆσος μέσσῃ ἁλὶ πετρήεσσα,\nμεσσηγὺς Ἰθάκης τε Σάμοιό τε παιπαλοέσσης,\nἈστερίς, οὐ μεγάλη· λιμένες δʼ ἔνι ναύλοχοι αὐτῇ\nἀμφίδυμοι· τῇ τόν γε μένον λοχόωντες Ἀχαιοί.",
    "en": "And the vision said, “I shall not tell you for certain whether he is alive or dead, and there is no use in idle conversation.”\nThen it vanished through the thong-hole of the door and was dissipated into thin air; but Penelope rose from her sleep refreshed and comforted, so vivid had been her dream.\nMeantime the suitors went on board and sailed their ways over the sea, intent on murdering Telemachus. Now there is a rocky islet called Asteris, of no great size, in mid channel between Ithaca and Samos, and there is a harbour on either side of it where a ship can lie. Here then the Achaeans placed themselves in ambush."
   }
  ],
  "5": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.1–12",
    "orig": "Ἠὼς δʼ ἐκ λεχέων παρʼ ἀγαυοῦ Τιθωνοῖο\nὤρνυθʼ, ἵνʼ ἀθανάτοισι φόως φέροι ἠδὲ βροτοῖσιν·\nοἱ δὲ θεοὶ θῶκόνδε καθίζανον, ἐν δʼ ἄρα τοῖσι\nΖεὺς ὑψιβρεμέτης, οὗ τε κράτος ἐστὶ μέγιστον.\nτοῖσι δʼ Ἀθηναίη λέγε κήδεα πόλλʼ Ὀδυσῆος\nμνησαμένη· μέλε γάρ οἱ ἐὼν ἐν δώμασι νύμφης·\nΖεῦ πάτερ ἠδʼ ἄλλοι μάκαρες θεοὶ αἰὲν ἐόντες,\nμή τις ἔτι πρόφρων ἀγανὸς καὶ ἤπιος ἔστω\nσκηπτοῦχος βασιλεύς, μηδὲ φρεσὶν αἴσιμα εἰδώς,\nἀλλʼ αἰεὶ χαλεπός τʼ εἴη καὶ αἴσυλα ῥέζοι·\nὡς οὔ τις μέμνηται Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο\nλαῶν οἷσιν ἄνασσε, πατὴρ δʼ ὣς ἤπιος ἦεν.",
    "en": "And now, as Dawn rose from her couch beside Tithonus, harbinger of light alike to mortals and immortals, the gods met in council and with them, Jove the lord of thunder, who is their king. Thereon Minerva began to tell them of the many sufferings of Ulysses, for she pitied him away there in the house of the nymph Calypso.\n“Father Jove,” said she, “and all you other gods that live in everlasting bliss, I hope there may never be such a thing as a kind and well-disposed ruler any more, nor one who will govern equitably. I hope they will be all henceforth cruel and unjust, for there is not one of his subjects but has forgotten Ulysses, who ruled them as though he were their father."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.13–27",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν ἐν νήσῳ κεῖται κρατέρʼ ἄλγεα πάσχων\nνύμφης ἐν μεγάροισι Καλυψοῦς, ἥ μιν ἀνάγκῃ\nἴσχει· ὁ δʼ οὐ δύναται ἣν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι·\nοὐ γάρ οἱ πάρα νῆες ἐπήρετμοι καὶ ἑταῖροι,\nοἵ κέν μιν πέμποιεν ἐπʼ εὐρέα νῶτα θαλάσσης.\nνῦν αὖ παῖδʼ ἀγαπητὸν ἀποκτεῖναι μεμάασιν\nοἴκαδε νισόμενον· ὁ δʼ ἔβη μετὰ πατρὸς ἀκουὴν\nἐς Πύλον ἠγαθέην ἠδʼ ἐς Λακεδαίμονα δῖαν.\nτὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη νεφεληγερέτα Ζεύς·\nτέκνον ἐμόν, ποῖόν σε ἔπος φύγεν ἕρκος ὀδόντων.\nοὐ γὰρ δὴ τοῦτον μὲν ἐβούλευσας νόον αὐτή,\nὡς ἦ τοι κείνους Ὀδυσεὺς ἀποτίσεται ἐλθών;\nΤηλέμαχον δὲ σὺ πέμψον ἐπισταμένως, δύνασαι γάρ,\nὥς κε μάλʼ ἀσκηθὴς ἣν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἵκηται,\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ἐν νηὶ· παλιμπετὲς ἀπονέωνται.",
    "en": "There he is, lying in great pain in an island where dwells the nymph Calypso, who will not let him go; and he cannot get back to his own country, for he can find neither ships nor sailors to take him over the sea. Furthermore, wicked people are now trying to murder his only son Telemachus, who is coming home from Pylos and Lacedaemon, where he has been to see if he can get news of his father.”\n“What, my dear, are you talking about?” replied her father, “did you not send him there yourself, because you thought it would help Ulysses to get home and punish the suitors? Besides, you are perfectly able to protect Telemachus, and to see him safely home again, while the suitors have to come hurry-skurrying back without having killed him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.28–42",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα καὶ Ἑρμείαν, υἱὸν φίλον, ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἙρμεία, σὺ γὰρ αὖτε τά τʼ ἄλλα περ ἄγγελός ἐσσι,\nνύμφῃ ἐυπλοκάμῳ εἰπεῖν νημερτέα βουλήν,\nνόστον Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονος, ὥς κε νέηται\nοὔτε θεῶν πομπῇ οὔτε θνητῶν ἀνθρώπων·\nἀλλʼ ὅ γʼ ἐπὶ σχεδίης πολυδέσμου πήματα πάσχων\nἤματί κʼ εἰκοστῷ Σχερίην ἐρίβωλον ἵκοιτο,\nΦαιήκων ἐς γαῖαν, οἳ ἀγχίθεοι γεγάασιν,\nοἵ κέν μιν περὶ κῆρι θεὸν ὣς τιμήσουσιν,\nπέμψουσιν δʼ ἐν νηὶ φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nχαλκόν τε χρυσόν τε ἅλις ἐσθῆτά τε δόντες,\nπόλλʼ, ὅσʼ ἂν οὐδέ ποτε Τροίης ἐξήρατʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nεἴ περ ἀπήμων ἦλθε, λαχὼν ἀπὸ ληίδος αἶσαν.\nὣς γάρ οἱ μοῖρʼ ἐστὶ φίλους τʼ ἰδέειν καὶ ἱκέσθαι\nοἶκον ἐς ὑψόροφον καὶ ἑὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.",
    "en": "When he had thus spoken, he said to his son Mercury, “Mercury, you are our messenger, go therefore and tell Calypso we have decreed that poor Ulysses is to return home. He is to be convoyed neither by gods nor men, but after a perilous voyage of twenty days upon a raft he is to reach fertile Scheria, the land of the Phaeacians, who are near of kin to the gods, and will honour him as though he were one of ourselves. They will send him in a ship to his own country, and will give him more bronze and gold and raiment than he would have brought back from Troy, if he had had all his prize money and had got home without disaster. This is how we have settled that he shall return to his country and his friends.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.43–62",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, οὐδʼ ἀπίθησε διάκτορος ἀργεϊφόντης.\nαὐτίκʼ ἔπειθʼ ὑπὸ ποσσὶν ἐδήσατο καλὰ πέδιλα,\nἀμβρόσια χρύσεια, τά μιν φέρον ἠμὲν ἐφʼ ὑγρὴν\nἠδʼ ἐπʼ ἀπείρονα γαῖαν ἅμα πνοιῇς ἀνέμοιο.\nεἵλετο δὲ ῥάβδον, τῇ τʼ ἀνδρῶν ὄμματα θέλγει,\nὧν ἐθέλει, τοὺς δʼ αὖτε καὶ ὑπνώοντας ἐγείρει.\nτὴν μετὰ χερσὶν ἔχων πέτετο κρατὺς ἀργεϊφόντης.\nΠιερίην δʼ ἐπιβὰς ἐξ αἰθέρος ἔμπεσε πόντῳ·\nσεύατʼ ἔπειτʼ ἐπὶ κῦμα λάρῳ ὄρνιθι ἐοικώς,\nὅς τε κατὰ δεινοὺς κόλπους ἁλὸς ἀτρυγέτοιο\nἰχθῦς ἀγρώσσων πυκινὰ πτερὰ δεύεται ἅλμῃ·\nτῷ ἴκελος πολέεσσιν ὀχήσατο κύμασιν Ἑρμῆς.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τὴν νῆσον ἀφίκετο τηλόθʼ ἐοῦσαν,\nἔνθʼ ἐκ πόντου βὰς ἰοειδέος ἤπειρόνδε\nἤιεν, ὄφρα μέγα σπέος ἵκετο, τῷ ἔνι νύμφη\nναῖεν ἐυπλόκαμος· τὴν δʼ ἔνδοθι τέτμεν ἐοῦσαν.\nπῦρ μὲν ἐπʼ ἐσχαρόφιν μέγα καίετο, τηλόσε δʼ ὀδμὴ\nκέδρου τʼ εὐκεάτοιο θύου τʼ ἀνὰ νῆσον ὀδώδει\nδαιομένων· ἡ δʼ ἔνδον ἀοιδιάουσʼ ὀπὶ καλῇ\nἱστὸν ἐποιχομένη χρυσείῃ κερκίδʼ ὕφαινεν.",
    "en": "Thus he spoke, and Mercury, guide and guardian, slayer of Argus, did as he was told. Forthwith he bound on his glittering golden sandals with which he could fly like the wind over land and sea. He took the wand with which he seals men’s eyes in sleep or wakes them just as he pleases, and flew holding it in his hand over Pieria; then he swooped down through the firmament till he reached the level of the sea, whose waves he skimmed like a cormorant that flies fishing every hole and corner of the ocean, and drenching its thick plumage in the spray. He flew and flew over many a weary wave, but when at last he got to the island which was his journey’s end, he left the sea and went on by land till he came to the cave where the nymph Calypso lived.\nHe found her at home. There was a large fire burning on the hearth, and one could smell from far the fragrant reek of burning cedar and sandal wood. As for herself, she was busy at her loom, shooting her golden shuttle through the warp and singing beautifully."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.63–76",
    "orig": "ὕλη δὲ σπέος ἀμφὶ πεφύκει τηλεθόωσα,\nκλήθρη τʼ αἴγειρός τε καὶ εὐώδης κυπάρισσος.\nἔνθα δέ τʼ ὄρνιθες τανυσίπτεροι εὐνάζοντο,\nσκῶπές τʼ ἴρηκές τε τανύγλωσσοί τε κορῶναι\nεἰνάλιαι, τῇσίν τε θαλάσσια ἔργα μέμηλεν.\nἡ δʼ αὐτοῦ τετάνυστο περὶ σπείους γλαφυροῖο\nἡμερὶς ἡβώωσα, τεθήλει δὲ σταφυλῇσι.\nκρῆναι δʼ ἑξείης πίσυρες ῥέον ὕδατι λευκῷ,\nπλησίαι ἀλλήλων τετραμμέναι ἄλλυδις ἄλλη.\nἀμφὶ δὲ λειμῶνες μαλακοὶ ἴου ἠδὲ σελίνου\nθήλεον. ἔνθα κʼ ἔπειτα καὶ ἀθάνατός περ ἐπελθὼν\nθηήσαιτο ἰδὼν καὶ τερφθείη φρεσὶν ᾗσιν.\nἔνθα στὰς θηεῖτο διάκτορος ἀργεϊφόντης.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ πάντα ἑῷ θηήσατο θυμῷ,",
    "en": "Round her cave there was a thick wood of alder, poplar, and sweet smelling cypress trees, wherein all kinds of great birds had built their nests, owls, hawks, and chattering sea-crows that occupy their business in the waters. A vine loaded with grapes was trained and grew luxuriantly about the mouth of the cave; there were also four running rills of water in channels cut pretty close together, and turned hither and thither so as to irrigate the beds of violets and luscious herbage over which they flowed. Even a god could not help being charmed with such a lovely spot, so Mercury stood still and looked at it; but when he had admired it sufficiently he went inside the cave."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.77–91",
    "orig": "αὐτίκʼ ἄρʼ εἰς εὐρὺ σπέος ἤλυθεν. οὐδέ μιν ἄντην\nἠγνοίησεν ἰδοῦσα Καλυψώ, δῖα θεάων·\nοὐ γάρ τʼ ἀγνῶτες θεοὶ ἀλλήλοισι πέλονται\nἀθάνατοι, οὐδʼ εἴ τις ἀπόπροθι δώματα ναίει.\nοὐδʼ ἄρʼ Ὀδυσσῆα μεγαλήτορα ἔνδον ἔτετμεν,\nἀλλʼ ὅ γʼ ἐπʼ ἀκτῆς κλαῖε καθήμενος, ἔνθα πάρος περ,\nδάκρυσι καὶ στοναχῇσι καὶ ἄλγεσι θυμὸν ἐρέχθων.\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἀτρύγετον δερκέσκετο δάκρυα λείβων.\nἙρμείαν δʼ ἐρέεινε Καλυψώ, δῖα θεάων,\nἐν θρόνῳ ἱδρύσασα φαεινῷ σιγαλόεντι·\nτίπτε μοι, Ἑρμεία χρυσόρραπι, εἰλήλουθας\nαἰδοῖός τε φίλος τε; πάρος γε μὲν οὔ τι θαμίζεις.\nαὔδα ὅ τι φρονέεις· τελέσαι δέ με θυμὸς ἄνωγεν,\nεἰ δύναμαι τελέσαι γε καὶ εἰ τετελεσμένον ἐστίν.\nἀλλʼ ἕπεο προτέρω, ἵνα τοι πὰρ ξείνια θείω.",
    "en": "Calypso knew him at once, for the gods all know each other, no matter how far they live from one another, but Ulysses was not within; he was on the sea-shore as usual, looking out upon the barren ocean with tears in his eyes, groaning and breaking his heart for sorrow. Calypso gave Mercury a seat and said: “Why have you come to see me, Mercury, honoured, and ever welcome, for you do not visit me often? Say what you want; I will do it for you at once if I can, and if it can be done at all; but come inside, and let me set refreshment before you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.92–111",
    "orig": "ὥς ἄρα φωνήσασα θεὰ παρέθηκε τράπεζαν\nἀμβροσίης πλήσασα, κέρασσε δὲ νέκταρ ἐρυθρόν.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ πῖνε καὶ ἦσθε διάκτορος ἀργεϊφόντης.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δείπνησε καὶ ἤραρε θυμὸν ἐδωδῇ,\nκαὶ τότε δή μιν ἔπεσσιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπεν·\nεἰρωτᾷς μʼ ἐλθόντα θεὰ θεόν· αὐτὰρ ἐγώ τοι\nνημερτέως τὸν μῦθον ἐνισπήσω· κέλεαι γάρ.\nΖεὺς ἐμέ γʼ ἠνώγει δεῦρʼ ἐλθέμεν οὐκ ἐθέλοντα·\nτίς δʼ ἂν ἑκὼν τοσσόνδε διαδράμοι ἁλμυρὸν ὕδωρ\nἄσπετον; οὐδέ τις ἄγχι βροτῶν πόλις, οἵ τε θεοῖσιν\nἱερά τε ῥέζουσι καὶ ἐξαίτους ἑκατόμβας.\nἀλλὰ μάλʼ οὔ πως ἔστι Διὸς νόον αἰγιόχοιο\nοὔτε παρεξελθεῖν ἄλλον θεὸν οὔθʼ ἁλιῶσαι.\nφησί τοι ἄνδρα παρεῖναι ὀιζυρώτατον ἄλλων,\nτῶν ἀνδρῶν, οἳ ἄστυ πέρι Πριάμοιο μάχοντο\nεἰνάετες, δεκάτῳ δὲ πόλιν πέρσαντες ἔβησαν\nοἴκαδʼ· ἀτὰρ ἐν νόστῳ Ἀθηναίην ἀλίτοντο,\nἥ σφιν ἐπῶρσʼ ἄνεμόν τε κακὸν καὶ κύματα μακρά.\nἔνθʼ ἄλλοι μὲν πάντες ἀπέφθιθεν ἐσθλοὶ ἑταῖροι,\nτὸν δʼ ἄρα δεῦρʼ ἄνεμός τε φέρων καὶ κῦμα πέλασσε.",
    "en": "As she spoke she drew a table loaded with ambrosia beside him and mixed him some red nectar, so Mercury ate and drank till he had had enough, and then said:\n“We are speaking god and goddess to one another, and you ask me why I have come here, and I will tell you truly as you would have me do. Jove sent me; it was no doing of mine; who could possibly want to come all this way over the sea where there are no cities full of people to offer me sacrifices or choice hecatombs? Nevertheless I had to come, for none of us other gods can cross Jove, nor transgress his orders. He says that you have here the most ill-starred of all those who fought nine years before the city of King Priam and sailed home in the tenth year after having sacked it. On their way home they sinned against Minerva, who raised both wind and waves against them, so that all his brave companions perished, and he alone was carried hither by wind and tide."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.112–124",
    "orig": "τὸν νῦν σʼ ἠνώγειν ἀποπεμπέμεν ὅττι τάχιστα·\nοὐ γάρ οἱ τῇδʼ αἶσα φίλων ἀπονόσφιν ὀλέσθαι,\nἀλλʼ ἔτι οἱ μοῖρʼ ἐστὶ φίλους τʼ ἰδέειν καὶ ἱκέσθαι\nοἶκον ἐς ὑψόροφον καὶ ἑὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.\nὣς φάτο, ῥίγησεν δὲ Καλυψώ, δῖα θεάων,\nκαί μιν φωνήσασʼ ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nσχέτλιοί ἐστε, θεοί, ζηλήμονες ἔξοχον ἄλλων,\nοἵ τε θεαῖς ἀγάασθε παρʼ ἀνδράσιν εὐνάζεσθαι\nἀμφαδίην, ἤν τίς τε φίλον ποιήσετʼ ἀκοίτην.\nὣς μὲν ὅτʼ Ὠρίωνʼ ἕλετο ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nτόφρα οἱ ἠγάασθε θεοὶ ῥεῖα ζώοντες,\nἧος ἐν Ὀρτυγίῃ χρυσόθρονος Ἄρτεμις ἁγνὴ\nοἷς ἀγανοῖς βελέεσσιν ἐποιχομένη κατέπεφνεν.",
    "en": "Jove says that you are to let this man go at once, for it is decreed that he shall not perish here, far from his own people, but shall return to his house and country and see his friends again.”\nCalypso trembled with rage when she heard this, “You gods,” she exclaimed, “ought to be ashamed of yourselves. You are always jealous and hate seeing a goddess take a fancy to a mortal man, and live with him in open matrimony. So when rosy-fingered Dawn made love to Orion, you precious gods were all of you furious till Diana went and killed him in Ortygia."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.125–144",
    "orig": "ὣς δʼ ὁπότʼ Ἰασίωνι ἐυπλόκαμος Δημήτηρ,\nᾧ θυμῷ εἴξασα, μίγη φιλότητι καὶ εὐνῇ\nνειῷ ἔνι τριπόλῳ· οὐδὲ δὴν ἦεν ἄπυστος\nΖεύς, ὅς μιν κατέπεφνε βαλὼν ἀργῆτι κεραυνῷ.\nὣς δʼ αὖ νῦν μοι ἄγασθε, θεοί, βροτὸν ἄνδρα παρεῖναι.\nτὸν μὲν ἐγὼν ἐσάωσα περὶ τρόπιος βεβαῶτα\nοἶον, ἐπεί οἱ νῆα θοὴν ἀργῆτι κεραυνῷ\nΖεὺς ἔλσας ἐκέασσε μέσῳ ἐνὶ οἴνοπι πόντῳ.\nἔνθʼ ἄλλοι μὲν πάντες ἀπέφθιθεν ἐσθλοὶ ἑταῖροι,\nτὸν δʼ ἄρα δεῦρʼ ἄνεμός τε φέρων καὶ κῦμα πέλασσε.\nτὸν μὲν ἐγὼ φίλεόν τε καὶ ἔτρεφον, ἠδὲ ἔφασκον\nθήσειν ἀθάνατον καὶ ἀγήραον ἤματα πάντα.\nἀλλʼ ἐπεὶ οὔ πως ἔστι Διὸς νόον αἰγιόχοιο\nοὔτε παρεξελθεῖν ἄλλον θεὸν οὔθʼ ἁλιῶσαι,\nἐρρέτω, εἴ μιν κεῖνος ἐποτρύνει καὶ ἀνώγει,\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἀτρύγετον· πέμψω δέ μιν οὔ πῃ ἐγώ γε·\nοὐ γάρ μοι πάρα νῆες ἐπήρετμοι καὶ ἑταῖροι,\nοἵ κέν μιν πέμποιεν ἐπʼ εὐρέα νῶτα θαλάσσης.\nαὐτάρ οἱ πρόφρων ὑποθήσομαι, οὐδʼ ἐπικεύσω,\nὥς κε μάλʼ ἀσκηθὴς ἣν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἵκηται.",
    "en": "So again when Ceres fell in love with Iasion, and yielded to him in a thrice-ploughed fallow field, Jove came to hear of it before so very long and killed Iasion with his thunderbolts. And now you are angry with me too because I have a man here. I found the poor creature sitting all alone astride of a keel, for Jove had struck his ship with lightning and sunk it in mid ocean, so that all his crew were drowned, while he himself was driven by wind and waves on to my island. I got fond of him and cherished him, and had set my heart on making him immortal, so that he should never grow old all his days; still I cannot cross Jove, nor bring his counsels to nothing; therefore, if he insists upon it, let the man go beyond the seas again; but I cannot send him anywhere myself for I have neither ships nor men who can take him. Nevertheless I will readily give him such advice, in all good faith, as will be likely to bring him safely to his own country.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.145–159",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε διάκτορος ἀργεϊφόντης·\nοὕτω νῦν ἀπόπεμπε, Διὸς δʼ ἐποπίζεο μῆνιν,\nμή πώς τοι μετόπισθε κοτεσσάμενος χαλεπήνῃ.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσας ἀπέβη κρατὺς ἀργεϊφόντης·\nἡ δʼ ἐπʼ Ὀδυσσῆα μεγαλήτορα πότνια νύμφη\nἤιʼ, ἐπεὶ δὴ Ζηνὸς ἐπέκλυεν ἀγγελιάων.\nτὸν δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπʼ ἀκτῆς εὗρε καθήμενον· οὐδέ ποτʼ ὄσσε\nδακρυόφιν τέρσοντο, κατείβετο δὲ γλυκὺς αἰὼν\nνόστον ὀδυρομένῳ, ἐπεὶ οὐκέτι ἥνδανε νύμφη.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι νύκτας μὲν ἰαύεσκεν καὶ ἀνάγκῃ\nἐν σπέσσι γλαφυροῖσι παρʼ οὐκ ἐθέλων ἐθελούσῃ·\nἤματα δʼ ἂμ πέτρῃσι καὶ ἠιόνεσσι καθίζων\nδάκρυσι καὶ στοναχῇσι καὶ ἄλγεσι θυμὸν ἐρέχθων\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἀτρύγετον δερκέσκετο δάκρυα λείβων.\nἀγχοῦ δʼ ἱσταμένη προσεφώνεε δῖα θεάων·",
    "en": "“Then send him away,” said Mercury, “or Jove will be angry with you and punish you”.\nOn this he took his leave, and Calypso went out to look for Ulysses, for she had heard Jove’s message. She found him sitting upon the beach with his eyes ever filled with tears, and dying of sheer home sickness; for he had got tired of Calypso, and though he was forced to sleep with her in the cave by night, it was she, not he, that would have it so. As for the day time, he spent it on the rocks and on the sea shore, weeping, crying aloud for his despair, and always looking out upon the sea. Calypso then went close up to him said:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.160–179",
    "orig": "κάμμορε, μή μοι ἔτʼ ἐνθάδʼ ὀδύρεο, μηδέ τοι αἰὼν\nφθινέτω· ἤδη γάρ σε μάλα πρόφρασσʼ ἀποπέμψω.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε δούρατα μακρὰ ταμὼν ἁρμόζεο χαλκῷ\nεὐρεῖαν σχεδίην· ἀτὰρ ἴκρια πῆξαι ἐπʼ αὐτῆς\nὑψοῦ, ὥς σε φέρῃσιν ἐπʼ ἠεροειδέα πόντον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ σῖτον καὶ ὕδωρ καὶ οἶνον ἐρυθρὸν\nἐνθήσω μενοεικέʼ, ἅ κέν τοι λιμὸν ἐρύκοι,\nεἵματά τʼ ἀμφιέσω· πέμψω δέ τοι οὖρον ὄπισθεν,\nὥς κε μάλʼ ἀσκηθὴς σὴν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἵκηαι,\nαἴ κε θεοί γʼ ἐθέλωσι, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν,\nοἵ μευ φέρτεροί εἰσι νοῆσαί τε κρῆναί τε.\nὣς φάτο, ῥίγησεν δὲ πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἄλλο τι δὴ σύ, θεά, τόδε μήδεαι, οὐδέ τι πομπήν,\nἥ με κέλεαι σχεδίῃ περάαν μέγα λαῖτμα θαλάσσης,\nδεινόν τʼ ἀργαλέον τε· τὸ δʼ οὐδʼ ἐπὶ νῆες ἐῖσαι\nὠκύποροι περόωσιν, ἀγαλλόμεναι Διὸς οὔρῳ.\nοὐδʼ ἂν ἐγὼν ἀέκητι σέθεν σχεδίης ἐπιβαίην,\nεἰ μή μοι τλαίης γε, θεά, μέγαν ὅρκον ὀμόσσαι\nμή τί μοι αὐτῷ πῆμα κακὸν βουλευσέμεν ἄλλο.",
    "en": "“My poor fellow, you shall not stay here grieving and fretting your life out any longer. I am going to send you away of my own free will; so go, cut some beams of wood, and make yourself a large raft with an upper deck that it may carry you safely over the sea. I will put bread, wine, and water on board to save you from starving. I will also give you clothes, and will send you a fair wind to take you home, if the gods in heaven so will it, for they know more about these things, and can settle them better than I can.”\nUlysses shuddered as he heard her. “Now goddess,” he answered, “there is something behind all this; you cannot be really meaning to help me home when you bid me do such a dreadful thing as put to sea on a raft. Not even a well found ship with a fair wind could venture on such a distant voyage: nothing that you can say or do shall make me go on board a raft unless you first solemnly swear that you mean me no mischief.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.180–191",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, μείδησεν δὲ Καλυψὼ δῖα θεάων,\nχειρί τέ μιν κατέρεξεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nἦ δὴ ἀλιτρός γʼ ἐσσὶ καὶ οὐκ ἀποφώλια εἰδώς,\nοἷον δὴ τὸν μῦθον ἐπεφράσθης ἀγορεῦσαι.\nἴστω νῦν τόδε γαῖα καὶ οὐρανὸς εὐρὺς ὕπερθε\nκαὶ τὸ κατειβόμενον Στυγὸς ὕδωρ, ὅς τε μέγιστος\nὅρκος δεινότατός τε πέλει μακάρεσσι θεοῖσι,\nμή τί τοι αὐτῷ πῆμα κακὸν βουλευσέμεν ἄλλο.\nἀλλὰ τὰ μὲν νοέω καὶ φράσσομαι, ἅσσʼ ἂν ἐμοί περ\nαὐτῇ μηδοίμην, ὅτε με χρειὼ τόσον ἵκοι·\nκαὶ γὰρ ἐμοὶ νόος ἐστὶν ἐναίσιμος, οὐδέ μοι αὐτῇ\nθυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι σιδήρεος, ἀλλʼ ἐλεήμων.",
    "en": "Calypso smiled at this and caressed him with her hand: “You know a great deal,” said she, “but you are quite wrong here. May heaven above and earth below be my witnesses, with the waters of the river Styx, and this is the most solemn oath which a blessed god can take, that I mean you no sort of harm, and am only advising you to do exactly what I should do myself in your place. I am dealing with you quite straightforwardly; my heart is not made of iron, and I am very sorry for you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.192–213",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσασʼ ἡγήσατο δῖα θεάων\nκαρπαλίμως· ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα μετʼ ἴχνια βαῖνε θεοῖο.\nἷξον δὲ σπεῖος γλαφυρὸν θεὸς ἠδὲ καὶ ἀνήρ,\nκαί ῥʼ ὁ μὲν ἔνθα καθέζετʼ ἐπὶ θρόνου ἔνθεν ἀνέστη\nἙρμείας, νύμφη δʼ ἐτίθει πάρα πᾶσαν ἐδωδήν,\nἔσθειν καὶ πίνειν, οἷα βροτοὶ ἄνδρες ἔδουσιν·\nαὐτὴ δʼ ἀντίον ἷζεν Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο,\nτῇ δὲ παρʼ ἀμβροσίην δμῳαὶ καὶ νέκταρ ἔθηκαν.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ τάρπησαν ἐδητύος ἠδὲ ποτῆτος,\nτοῖς ἄρα μύθων ἦρχε Καλυψώ, δῖα θεάων·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nοὕτω δὴ οἶκόνδε φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν\nαὐτίκα νῦν ἐθέλεις ἰέναι; σὺ δὲ χαῖρε καὶ ἔμπης.\nεἴ γε μὲν εἰδείης σῇσι φρεσὶν ὅσσα τοι αἶσα\nκήδεʼ ἀναπλῆσαι, πρὶν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι,\nἐνθάδε κʼ αὖθι μένων σὺν ἐμοὶ τόδε δῶμα φυλάσσοις\nἀθάνατός τʼ εἴης, ἱμειρόμενός περ ἰδέσθαι\nσὴν ἄλοχον, τῆς τʼ αἰὲν ἐέλδεαι ἤματα πάντα.\nοὐ μέν θην κείνης γε χερείων εὔχομαι εἶναι,\nοὐ δέμας οὐδὲ φυήν, ἐπεὶ οὔ πως οὐδὲ ἔοικεν\nθνητὰς ἀθανάτῃσι δέμας καὶ εἶδος ἐρίζειν.",
    "en": "When she had thus spoken she led the way rapidly before him, and Ulysses followed in her steps; so the pair, goddess and man, went on and on till they came to Calypso’s cave, where Ulysses took the seat that Mercury had just left. Calypso set meat and drink before him of the food that mortals eat; but her maids brought ambrosia and nectar for herself, and they laid their hands on the good things that were before them. When they had satisfied themselves with meat and drink, Calypso spoke, saying:\n“Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, so you would start home to your own land at once? Good luck go with you, but if you could only know how much suffering is in store for you before you get back to your own country, you would stay where you are, keep house along with me, and let me make you immortal, no matter how anxious you may be to see this wife of yours, of whom you are thinking all the time day after day; yet I flatter myself that I am no whit less tall or well-looking than she is, for it is not to be expected that a mortal woman should compare in beauty with an immortal.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.214–227",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nπότνα θεά, μή μοι τόδε χώεο· οἶδα καὶ αὐτὸς\nπάντα μάλʼ, οὕνεκα σεῖο περίφρων Πηνελόπεια\nεἶδος ἀκιδνοτέρη μέγεθός τʼ εἰσάντα ἰδέσθαι·\nἡ μὲν γὰρ βροτός ἐστι, σὺ δʼ ἀθάνατος καὶ ἀγήρως.\nἀλλὰ καὶ ὣς ἐθέλω καὶ ἐέλδομαι ἤματα πάντα\nοἴκαδέ τʼ ἐλθέμεναι καὶ νόστιμον ἦμαρ ἰδέσθαι.\nεἰ δʼ αὖ τις ῥαίῃσι θεῶν ἐνὶ οἴνοπι πόντῳ,\nτλήσομαι ἐν στήθεσσιν ἔχων ταλαπενθέα θυμόν·\nἤδη γὰρ μάλα πολλὰ πάθον καὶ πολλὰ μόγησα\nκύμασι καὶ πολέμῳ· μετὰ καὶ τόδε τοῖσι γενέσθω.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, ἠέλιος δʼ ἄρʼ ἔδυ καὶ ἐπὶ κνέφας ἦλθεν·\nἐλθόντες δʼ ἄρα τώ γε μυχῷ σπείους γλαφυροῖο\nτερπέσθην φιλότητι, παρʼ ἀλλήλοισι μένοντες.",
    "en": "“Goddess,” replied Ulysses, “do not be angry with me about this. I am quite aware that my wife Penelope is nothing like so tall or so beautiful as yourself. She is only a woman, whereas you are an immortal. Nevertheless, I want to get home, and can think of nothing else. If some god wrecks me when I am on the sea, I will bear it and make the best of it. I have had infinite trouble both by land and sea already, so let this go with the rest.”\nPresently the sun set and it became dark, whereon the pair retired into the inner part of the cave and went to bed."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.228–245",
    "orig": "ἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nαὐτίχʼ ὁ μὲν χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε ἕννυτʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nαὐτὴ δʼ ἀργύφεον φᾶρος μέγα ἕννυτο νύμφη,\nλεπτὸν καὶ χαρίεν, περὶ δὲ ζώνην βάλετʼ ἰξυῖ\nκαλὴν χρυσείην, κεφαλῇ δʼ ἐφύπερθε καλύπτρην.\nκαὶ τότʼ Ὀδυσσῆι μεγαλήτορι μήδετο πομπήν·\nδῶκέν οἱ πέλεκυν μέγαν, ἄρμενον ἐν παλάμῃσι,\nχάλκεον, ἀμφοτέρωθεν ἀκαχμένον· αὐτὰρ ἐν αὐτῷ\nστειλειὸν περικαλλὲς ἐλάινον, εὖ ἐναρηρός·\nδῶκε δʼ ἔπειτα σκέπαρνον ἐύξοον· ἦρχε δʼ ὁδοῖο\nνήσου ἐπʼ ἐσχατιῆς, ὅθι δένδρεα μακρὰ πεφύκει,\nκλήθρη τʼ αἴγειρός τʼ, ἐλάτη τʼ ἦν οὐρανομήκης,\nαὖα πάλαι, περίκηλα, τά οἱ πλώοιεν ἐλαφρῶς.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ δεῖξʼ, ὅθι δένδρεα μακρὰ πεφύκει,\nἡ μὲν ἔβη πρὸς δῶμα Καλυψώ, δῖα θεάων,\nαὐτὰρ ὁ τάμνετο δοῦρα· θοῶς δέ οἱ ἤνυτο ἔργον.\nεἴκοσι δʼ ἔκβαλε πάντα, πελέκκησεν δʼ ἄρα χαλκῷ,\nξέσσε δʼ ἐπισταμένως καὶ ἐπὶ στάθμην ἴθυνεν.",
    "en": "When the child of morning rosy-fingered Dawn appeared, Ulysses put on his shirt and cloak, while the goddess wore a dress of a light gossamer fabric, very fine and graceful, with a beautiful golden girdle about her waist and a veil to cover her head. She at once set herself to think how she could speed Ulysses on his way. So she gave him a great bronze axe that suited his hands; it was sharpened on both sides, and had a beautiful olive-wood handle fitted firmly on to it. She also gave him a sharp adze, and then led the way to the far end of the island where the largest trees grew, alder, poplar and pine, that reached the sky, very dry and well seasoned, so as to sail light for him in the water. Then, when she had shown him where the best trees grew, Calypso went home, leaving him to cut them, which he soon finished doing. He cut down twenty trees in all and adzed them smooth, squaring them by rule in good workmanlike fashion."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.246–261",
    "orig": "τόφρα δʼ ἔνεικε τέρετρα Καλυψώ, δῖα θεάων·\nτέτρηνεν δʼ ἄρα πάντα καὶ ἥρμοσεν ἀλλήλοισιν,\nγόμφοισιν δʼ ἄρα τήν γε καὶ ἁρμονίῃσιν ἄρασσεν.\nὅσσον τίς τʼ ἔδαφος νηὸς τορνώσεται ἀνὴρ\nφορτίδος εὐρείης, ἐὺ εἰδὼς τεκτοσυνάων,\nτόσσον ἔπʼ εὐρεῖαν σχεδίην ποιήσατʼ Ὀδυσσεύς.\nἴκρια δὲ στήσας, ἀραρὼν θαμέσι σταμίνεσσι,\nποίει· ἀτὰρ μακρῇσιν ἐπηγκενίδεσσι τελεύτα.\nἐν δʼ ἱστὸν ποίει καὶ ἐπίκριον ἄρμενον αὐτῷ·\nπρὸς δʼ ἄρα πηδάλιον ποιήσατο, ὄφρʼ ἰθύνοι.\nφράξε δέ μιν ῥίπεσσι διαμπερὲς οἰσυΐνῃσι\nκύματος εἶλαρ ἔμεν· πολλὴν δʼ ἐπεχεύατο ὕλην.\nτόφρα δὲ φάρεʼ ἔνεικε Καλυψώ, δῖα θεάων,\nἱστία ποιήσασθαι· ὁ δʼ εὖ τεχνήσατο καὶ τά.\nἐν δʼ ὑπέρας τε κάλους τε πόδας τʼ ἐνέδησεν ἐν αὐτῇ,\nμοχλοῖσιν δʼ ἄρα τήν γε κατείρυσεν εἰς ἅλα δῖαν.",
    "en": "Meanwhile Calypso came back with some augers, so he bored holes with them and fitted the timbers together with bolts and rivets. He made the raft as broad as a skilled shipwright makes the beam of a large vessel, and he fixed a deck on top of the ribs, and ran a gunwale all round it. He also made a mast with a yard arm, and a rudder to steer with. He fenced the raft all round with wicker hurdles as a protection against the waves, and then he threw on a quantity of wood. By and by Calypso brought him some linen to make the sails, and he made these too, excellently, making them fast with braces and sheets. Last of all, with the help of levers, he drew the raft down into the water."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.262–281",
    "orig": "τέτρατον ἦμαρ ἔην, καὶ τῷ τετέλεστο ἅπαντα·\nτῷ δʼ ἄρα πέμπτῳ πέμπʼ ἀπὸ νήσου δῖα Καλυψώ,\nεἵματά τʼ ἀμφιέσασα θυώδεα καὶ λούσασα.\nἐν δέ οἱ ἀσκὸν ἔθηκε θεὰ μέλανος οἴνοιο\nτὸν ἕτερον, ἕτερον δʼ ὕδατος μέγαν, ἐν δὲ καὶ ᾖα\nκωρύκῳ· ἐν δέ οἱ ὄψα τίθει μενοεικέα πολλά·\nοὖρον δὲ προέηκεν ἀπήμονά τε λιαρόν τε.\nγηθόσυνος δʼ οὔρῳ πέτασʼ ἱστία δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ πηδαλίῳ ἰθύνετο τεχνηέντως\nἥμενος, οὐδέ οἱ ὕπνος ἐπὶ βλεφάροισιν ἔπιπτεν\nΠληιάδας τʼ ἐσορῶντι καὶ ὀψὲ δύοντα Βοώτην\nἌρκτον θʼ, ἣν καὶ ἄμαξαν ἐπίκλησιν καλέουσιν,\nἥ τʼ αὐτοῦ στρέφεται καί τʼ Ὠρίωνα δοκεύει,\nοἴη δʼ ἄμμορός ἐστι λοετρῶν Ὠκεανοῖο·\nτὴν γὰρ δή μιν ἄνωγε Καλυψώ, δῖα θεάων,\nποντοπορευέμεναι ἐπʼ ἀριστερὰ χειρὸς ἔχοντα.\nἑπτὰ δὲ καὶ δέκα μὲν πλέεν ἤματα ποντοπορεύων,\nὀκτωκαιδεκάτῃ δʼ ἐφάνη ὄρεα σκιόεντα\nγαίης Φαιήκων, ὅθι τʼ ἄγχιστον πέλεν αὐτῷ·\nεἴσατο δʼ ὡς ὅτε ῥινὸν ἐν ἠεροειδέι πόντῳ.",
    "en": "In four days he had completed the whole work, and on the fifth Calypso sent him from the island after washing him and giving him some clean clothes. She gave him a goat skin full of black wine, and another larger one of water; she also gave him a wallet full of provisions, and found him in much good meat. Moreover, she made the wind fair and warm for him, and gladly did Ulysses spread his sail before it, while he sat and guided the raft skilfully by means of the rudder. He never closed his eyes, but kept them fixed on the Pleiads, on late-setting Bootes, and on the Bear, which men also call the wain, and which turns round and round where it is, facing Orion, and alone never dipping into the stream of Oceanus, for Calypso had told him to keep this to his left. Days seven and ten did he sail over the sea, and on the eighteenth the dim outlines of the mountains on the nearest part of the Phaeacian coast appeared, rising like a shield on the horizon."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.282–294",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἐξ Αἰθιόπων ἀνιὼν κρείων ἐνοσίχθων\nτηλόθεν ἐκ Σολύμων ὀρέων ἴδεν· εἴσατο γάρ οἱ\nπόντον ἐπιπλώων. ὁ δʼ ἐχώσατο κηρόθι μᾶλλον,\nκινήσας δὲ κάρη προτὶ ὃν μυθήσατο θυμόν·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μάλα δὴ μετεβούλευσαν θεοὶ ἄλλως\nἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆι ἐμεῖο μετʼ Αἰθιόπεσσιν ἐόντος,\nκαὶ δὴ Φαιήκων γαίης σχεδόν, ἔνθα οἱ αἶσα\nἐκφυγέειν μέγα πεῖραρ ὀιζύος, ἥ μιν ἱκάνει.\nἀλλʼ ἔτι μέν μίν φημι ἅδην ἐλάαν κακότητος.\nὣς εἰπὼν σύναγεν νεφέλας, ἐτάραξε δὲ πόντον\nχερσὶ τρίαιναν ἑλών· πάσας δʼ ὀρόθυνεν ἀέλλας\nπαντοίων ἀνέμων, σὺν δὲ νεφέεσσι κάλυψε\nγαῖαν ὁμοῦ καὶ πόντον· ὀρώρει δʼ οὐρανόθεν νύξ.",
    "en": "But King Neptune, who was returning from the Ethiopians, caught sight of Ulysses a long way off, from the mountains of the Solymi. He could see him sailing upon the sea, and it made him very angry, so he wagged his head and muttered to himself, saying, “Good heavens, so the gods have been changing their minds about Ulysses while I was away in Ethiopia, and now he is close to the land of the Phaeacians, where it is decreed that he shall escape from the calamities that have befallen him. Still, he shall have plenty of hardship yet before he has done with it.”\nThereon he gathered his clouds together, grasped his trident, stirred it round in the sea, and roused the rage of every wind that blows till earth, sea, and sky were hidden in cloud, and night sprang forth out of the heavens."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.295–312",
    "orig": "σὺν δʼ Εὖρός τε Νότος τʼ ἔπεσον Ζέφυρός τε δυσαὴς\nκαὶ Βορέης αἰθρηγενέτης, μέγα κῦμα κυλίνδων.\nκαὶ τότʼ Ὀδυσσῆος λύτο γούνατα καὶ φίλον ἦτορ,\nὀχθήσας δʼ ἄρα εἶπε πρὸς ὃν μεγαλήτορα θυμόν·\nὤ μοι ἐγὼ δειλός, τί νύ μοι μήκιστα γένηται;\nδείδω μὴ δὴ πάντα θεὰ νημερτέα εἶπεν,\nἥ μʼ ἔφατʼ ἐν πόντῳ, πρὶν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι,\nἄλγεʼ ἀναπλήσειν· τὰ δὲ δὴ νῦν πάντα τελεῖται.\nοἵοισιν νεφέεσσι περιστέφει οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν\nΖεύς, ἐτάραξε δὲ πόντον, ἐπισπέρχουσι δʼ ἄελλαι\nπαντοίων ἀνέμων. νῦν μοι σῶς αἰπὺς ὄλεθρος.\nτρὶς μάκαρες Δαναοὶ καὶ τετράκις, οἳ τότʼ ὄλοντο\nΤροίῃ ἐν εὐρείῃ χάριν Ἀτρεΐδῃσι φέροντες.\nὡς δὴ ἐγώ γʼ ὄφελον θανέειν καὶ πότμον ἐπισπεῖν\nἤματι τῷ ὅτε μοι πλεῖστοι χαλκήρεα δοῦρα\nΤρῶες ἐπέρριψαν περὶ Πηλεΐωνι θανόντι.\nτῷ κʼ ἔλαχον κτερέων, καί μευ κλέος ἦγον Ἀχαιοί·\nνῦν δέ με λευγαλέῳ θανάτῳ εἵμαρτο ἁλῶναι.",
    "en": "Winds from East, South, North, and West fell upon him all at the same time, and a tremendous sea got up, so that Ulysses’ heart began to fail him. “Alas,” he said to himself in his dismay, “what ever will become of me? I am afraid Calypso was right when she said I should have trouble by sea before I got back home. It is all coming true. How black is Jove making heaven with his clouds, and what a sea the winds are raising from every quarter at once. I am now safe to perish. Blest and thrice blest were those Danaans who fell before Troy in the cause of the sons of Atreus. Would that I had been killed on the day when the Trojans were pressing me so sorely about the dead body of Achilles, for then I should have had due burial and the Achaeans would have honoured my name; but now it seems that I shall come to a most pitiable end.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.313–332",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα μιν εἰπόντʼ ἔλασεν μέγα κῦμα κατʼ ἄκρης\nδεινὸν ἐπεσσύμενον, περὶ δὲ σχεδίην ἐλέλιξε.\nτῆλε δʼ ἀπὸ σχεδίης αὐτὸς πέσε, πηδάλιον δὲ\nἐκ χειρῶν προέηκε· μέσον δέ οἱ ἱστὸν ἔαξεν\nδεινὴ μισγομένων ἀνέμων ἐλθοῦσα θύελλα,\nτηλοῦ δὲ σπεῖρον καὶ ἐπίκριον ἔμπεσε πόντῳ.\nτὸν δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπόβρυχα θῆκε πολὺν χρόνον, οὐδʼ ἐδυνάσθη\nαἶψα μάλʼ ἀνσχεθέειν μεγάλου ὑπὸ κύματος ὁρμῆς·\nεἵματα γάρ ῥʼ ἐβάρυνε, τά οἱ πόρε δῖα Καλυψώ.\nὀψὲ δὲ δή ῥʼ ἀνέδυ, στόματος δʼ ἐξέπτυσεν ἅλμην\nπικρήν, ἥ οἱ πολλὴ ἀπὸ κρατὸς κελάρυζεν.\nἀλλʼ οὐδʼ ὣς σχεδίης ἐπελήθετο, τειρόμενός περ,\nἀλλὰ μεθορμηθεὶς ἐνὶ κύμασιν ἐλλάβετʼ αὐτῆς,\nἐν μέσσῃ δὲ καθῖζε τέλος θανάτου ἀλεείνων.\nτὴν δʼ ἐφόρει μέγα κῦμα κατὰ ῥόον ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα.\nὡς δʼ ὅτʼ ὀπωρινὸς Βορέης φορέῃσιν ἀκάνθας\nἂμ πεδίον, πυκιναὶ δὲ πρὸς ἀλλήλῃσιν ἔχονται,\nὣς τὴν ἂμ πέλαγος ἄνεμοι φέρον ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα·\nἄλλοτε μέν τε Νότος Βορέῃ προβάλεσκε φέρεσθαι,\nἄλλοτε δʼ αὖτʼ Εὖρος Ζεφύρῳ εἴξασκε διώκειν.",
    "en": "As he spoke a sea broke over him with such terrific fury that the raft reeled again, and he was carried overboard a long way off. He let go the helm, and the force of the hurricane was so great that it broke the mast half way up, and both sail and yard went over into the sea. For a long time Ulysses was under water, and it was all he could do to rise to the surface again, for the clothes Calypso had given him weighed him down; but at last he got his head above water and spat out the bitter brine that was running down his face in streams. In spite of all this, however, he did not lose sight of his raft, but swam as fast as he could towards it, got hold of it, and climbed on board again so as to escape drowning. The sea took the raft and tossed it about as Autumn winds whirl thistledown round and round upon a road. It was as though the South, North, East, and West winds were all playing battledore and shuttlecock with it at once."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.333–353",
    "orig": "τὸν δὲ ἴδεν Κάδμου θυγάτηρ, καλλίσφυρος Ἰνώ,\nΛευκοθέη, ἣ πρὶν μὲν ἔην βροτὸς αὐδήεσσα,\nνῦν δʼ ἁλὸς ἐν πελάγεσσι θεῶν ἒξ ἔμμορε τιμῆς.\nἥ ῥʼ Ὀδυσῆʼ ἐλέησεν ἀλώμενον, ἄλγεʼ ἔχοντα,\nαἰθυίῃ δʼ ἐικυῖα ποτῇ ἀνεδύσετο λίμνης,\nἷζε δʼ ἐπὶ σχεδίης πολυδέσμου εἶπέ τε μῦθον·\nκάμμορε, τίπτε τοι ὧδε Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων\nὠδύσατʼ ἐκπάγλως, ὅτι τοι κακὰ πολλὰ φυτεύει;\nοὐ μὲν δή σε καταφθίσει μάλα περ μενεαίνων.\nἀλλὰ μάλʼ ὧδʼ ἔρξαι, δοκέεις δέ μοι οὐκ ἀπινύσσειν·\nεἵματα ταῦτʼ ἀποδὺς σχεδίην ἀνέμοισι φέρεσθαι\nκάλλιπʼ, ἀτὰρ χείρεσσι νέων ἐπιμαίεο νόστου\nγαίης Φαιήκων, ὅθι τοι μοῖρʼ ἐστὶν ἀλύξαι.\nτῆ δέ, τόδε κρήδεμνον ὑπὸ στέρνοιο τανύσσαι\nἄμβροτον· οὐδέ τί τοι παθέειν δέος οὐδʼ ἀπολέσθαι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν χείρεσσιν ἐφάψεαι ἠπείροιο,\nἂψ ἀπολυσάμενος βαλέειν εἰς οἴνοπα πόντον\nπολλὸν ἀπʼ ἠπείρου, αὐτὸς δʼ ἀπονόσφι τραπέσθαι.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσασα θεὰ κρήδεμνον ἔδωκεν,\nαὐτὴ δʼ ἂψ ἐς πόντον ἐδύσετο κυμαίνοντα\nαἰθυίῃ ἐικυῖα· μέλαν δέ ἑ κῦμα κάλυψεν.",
    "en": "When he was in this plight, Ino daughter of Cadmus, also called Leucothea, saw him. She had formerly been a mere mortal, but had been since raised to the rank of a marine goddess. Seeing in what great distress Ulysses now was, she had compassion upon him, and, rising like a sea-gull from the waves, took her seat upon the raft.\n“My poor good man,” said she, “why is Neptune so furiously angry with you? He is giving you a great deal of trouble, but for all his bluster he will not kill you. You seem to be a sensible person, do then as I bid you; strip, leave your raft to drive before the wind, and swim to the Phaeacian coast where better luck awaits you. And here, take my veil and put it round your chest; it is enchanted, and you can come to no harm so long as you wear it. As soon as you touch land take it off, throw it back as far as you can into the sea, and then go away again.” With these words she took off her veil and gave it him. Then she dived down again like a sea-gull and vanished beneath the dark blue waters."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.354–369",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ὁ μερμήριξε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nὀχθήσας δʼ ἄρα εἶπε πρὸς ὃν μεγαλήτορα θυμόν·\nὤ μοι ἐγώ, μή τίς μοι ὑφαίνῃσιν δόλον αὖτε\nἀθανάτων, ὅ τέ με σχεδίης ἀποβῆναι ἀνώγει.\nἀλλὰ μάλʼ οὔ πω πείσομʼ, ἐπεὶ ἑκὰς ὀφθαλμοῖσιν\nγαῖαν ἐγὼν ἰδόμην, ὅθι μοι φάτο φύξιμον εἶναι.\nἀλλὰ μάλʼ ὧδʼ ἔρξω, δοκέει δέ μοι εἶναι ἄριστον·\nὄφρʼ ἂν μέν κεν δούρατʼ ἐν ἁρμονίῃσιν ἀρήρῃ,\nτόφρʼ αὐτοῦ μενέω καὶ τλήσομαι ἄλγεα πάσχων·\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν δή μοι σχεδίην διὰ κῦμα τινάξῃ,\nνήξομʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐ μέν τι πάρα προνοῆσαι ἄμεινον.\nἧος ὁ ταῦθʼ ὥρμαινε κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμόν,\nὦρσε δʼ ἐπὶ μέγα κῦμα Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων,\nδεινόν τʼ ἀργαλέον τε, κατηρεφές, ἤλασε δʼ αὐτόν.\nὡς δʼ ἄνεμος ζαὴς ἠΐων θημῶνα τινάξῃ\nκαρφαλέων· τὰ μὲν ἄρ τε διεσκέδασʼ ἄλλυδις ἄλλῃ·",
    "en": "But Ulysses did not know what to think. “Alas,” he said to himself in his dismay, “this is only some one or other of the gods who is luring me to ruin by advising me to quit my raft. At any rate I will not do so at present, for the land where she said I should be quit of all troubles seemed to be still a good way off. I know what I will do, I am sure it will be best, no matter what happens I will stick to the raft as long as her timbers hold together, but when the sea breaks her up I will swim for it; I do not see how I can do any better than this.”\nWhile he was thus in two minds, Neptune sent a terrible great wave that seemed to rear itself above his head till it broke right over the raft, which then went to pieces as though it were a heap of dry chaff tossed about by a whirlwind."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.370–387",
    "orig": "ὣς τῆς δούρατα μακρὰ διεσκέδασʼ. αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἀμφʼ ἑνὶ δούρατι βαῖνε, κέληθʼ ὡς ἵππον ἐλαύνων,\nεἵματα δʼ ἐξαπέδυνε, τά οἱ πόρε δῖα Καλυψώ.\nαὐτίκα δὲ κρήδεμνον ὑπὸ στέρνοιο τάνυσσεν,\nαὐτὸς δὲ πρηνὴς ἁλὶ κάππεσε, χεῖρε πετάσσας,\nνηχέμεναι μεμαώς. ἴδε δὲ κρείων ἐνοσίχθων,\nκινήσας δὲ κάρη προτὶ ὃν μυθήσατο θυμόν·\nοὕτω νῦν κακὰ πολλὰ παθὼν ἀλόω κατὰ πόντον,\nεἰς ὅ κεν ἀνθρώποισι διοτρεφέεσσι μιγήῃς.\nἀλλʼ οὐδʼ ὥς σε ἔολπα ὀνόσσεσθαι κακότητος.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσας ἵμασεν καλλίτριχας ἵππους,\nἵκετο δʼ εἰς Αἰγάς, ὅθι οἱ κλυτὰ δώματʼ ἔασιν.\nαὐτὰρ Ἀθηναίη κούρη Διὸς ἄλλʼ ἐνόησεν.\nἦ τοι τῶν ἄλλων ἀνέμων κατέδησε κελεύθους,\nπαύσασθαι δʼ ἐκέλευσε καὶ εὐνηθῆναι ἅπαντας·\nὦρσε δʼ ἐπὶ κραιπνὸν Βορέην, πρὸ δὲ κύματʼ ἔαξεν,\nἧος ὃ Φαιήκεσσι φιληρέτμοισι μιγείη\nδιογενὴς Ὀδυσεὺς θάνατον καὶ κῆρας ἀλύξας.",
    "en": "Ulysses got astride of one plank and rode upon it as if he were on horseback; he then took off the clothes Calypso had given him, bound Ino’s veil under his arms, and plunged into the sea, meaning to swim on shore. King Neptune watched him as he did so, and wagged his head, muttering to himself and saying, “There now, swim up and down as you best can till you fall in with well-to-do people. I do not think you will be able to say that I have let you off too lightly.” On this he lashed his horses and drove to Aegae where his palace is.\nBut Minerva resolved to help Ulysses, so she bound the ways of all the winds except one, and made them lie quite still; but she roused a good stiff breeze from the North that should lay the waters till Ulysses reached the land of the Phaeacians where he would be safe."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.388–405",
    "orig": "ἔνθα δύω νύκτας δύο τʼ ἤματα κύματι πηγῷ\nπλάζετο, πολλὰ δέ οἱ κραδίη προτιόσσετʼ ὄλεθρον.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τρίτον ἦμαρ ἐυπλόκαμος τέλεσʼ Ἠώς,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἔπειτʼ ἄνεμος μὲν ἐπαύσατο ἠδὲ γαλήνη\nἔπλετο νηνεμίη· ὁ δʼ ἄρα σχεδὸν εἴσιδε γαῖαν\nὀξὺ μάλα προϊδών, μεγάλου ὑπὸ κύματος ἀρθείς.\nὡς δʼ ὅτʼ ἂν ἀσπάσιος βίοτος παίδεσσι φανήῃ\nπατρός, ὃς ἐν νούσῳ κεῖται κρατέρʼ ἄλγεα πάσχων,\nδηρὸν τηκόμενος, στυγερὸς δέ οἱ ἔχραε δαίμων,\nἀσπάσιον δʼ ἄρα τόν γε θεοὶ κακότητος ἔλυσαν,\nὣς Ὀδυσεῖ ἀσπαστὸν ἐείσατο γαῖα καὶ ὕλη,\nνῆχε δʼ ἐπειγόμενος ποσὶν ἠπείρου ἐπιβῆναι.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε τόσσον ἀπῆν ὅσσον τε γέγωνε βοήσας,\nκαὶ δὴ δοῦπον ἄκουσε ποτὶ σπιλάδεσσι θαλάσσης·\nῥόχθει γὰρ μέγα κῦμα ποτὶ ξερὸν ἠπείροιο\nδεινὸν ἐρευγόμενον, εἴλυτο δὲ πάνθʼ ἁλὸς ἄχνῃ·\nοὐ γὰρ ἔσαν λιμένες νηῶν ὄχοι, οὐδʼ ἐπιωγαί.\nἀλλʼ ἀκταὶ προβλῆτες ἔσαν σπιλάδες τε πάγοι τε·",
    "en": "Thereon he floated about for two nights and two days in the water, with a heavy swell on the sea and death staring him in the face; but when the third day broke, the wind fell and there was a dead calm without so much as a breath of air stirring. As he rose on the swell he looked eagerly ahead, and could see land quite near. Then, as children rejoice when their dear father begins to get better after having for a long time borne sore affliction sent him by some angry spirit, but the gods deliver him from evil, so was Ulysses thankful when he again saw land and trees, and swam on with all his strength that he might once more set foot upon dry ground. When, however, he got within earshot, he began to hear the surf thundering up against the rocks, for the swell still broke against them with a terrific roar. Everything was enveloped in spray; there were no harbours where a ship might ride, nor shelter of any kind, but only headlands, low-lying rocks, and mountain tops."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.406–423",
    "orig": "καὶ τότʼ Ὀδυσσῆος λύτο γούνατα καὶ φίλον ἦτορ,\nὀχθήσας δʼ ἄρα εἶπε πρὸς ὃν μεγαλήτορα θυμόν·\nὤ μοι, ἐπεὶ δὴ γαῖαν ἀελπέα δῶκεν ἰδέσθαι\nΖεύς, καὶ δὴ τόδε λαῖτμα διατμήξας ἐπέρησα,\nἔκβασις οὔ πῃ φαίνεθʼ ἁλὸς πολιοῖο θύραζε·\nἔκτοσθεν μὲν γὰρ πάγοι ὀξέες, ἀμφὶ δὲ κῦμα\nβέβρυχεν ῥόθιον, λισσὴ δʼ ἀναδέδρομε πέτρη,\nἀγχιβαθὴς δὲ θάλασσα, καὶ οὔ πως ἔστι πόδεσσι\nστήμεναι ἀμφοτέροισι καὶ ἐκφυγέειν κακότητα·\nμή πώς μʼ ἐκβαίνοντα βάλῃ λίθακι ποτὶ πέτρῃ\nκῦμα μέγʼ ἁρπάξαν· μελέη δέ μοι ἔσσεται ὁρμή.\nεἰ δέ κʼ ἔτι προτέρω παρανήξομαι, ἤν που ἐφεύρω\nἠιόνας τε παραπλῆγας λιμένας τε θαλάσσης,\nδείδω μή μʼ ἐξαῦτις ἀναρπάξασα θύελλα\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἰχθυόεντα φέρῃ βαρέα στενάχοντα,\nἠέ τί μοι καὶ κῆτος ἐπισσεύῃ μέγα δαίμων\nἐξ ἁλός, οἷά τε πολλὰ τρέφει κλυτὸς Ἀμφιτρίτη·\nοἶδα γάρ, ὥς μοι ὀδώδυσται κλυτὸς ἐννοσίγαιος.",
    "en": "Ulysses’ heart now began to fail him, and he said despairingly to himself, “Alas, Jove has let me see land after swimming so far that I had given up all hope, but I can find no landing place, for the coast is rocky and surf-beaten, the rocks are smooth and rise sheer from the sea, with deep water close under them so that I cannot climb out for want of foot hold. I am afraid some great wave will lift me off my legs and dash me against the rocks as I leave the water, which would give me a sorry landing. If, on the other hand, I swim further in search of some shelving beach or harbour, a hurricane may carry me out to sea again sorely against my will, or heaven may send some great monster of the deep to attack me; for Amphitrite breeds many such, and I know that Neptune is very angry with me.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.424–435",
    "orig": "ἧος ὁ ταῦθʼ ὥρμαινε κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμόν,\nτόφρα δέ μιν μέγα κῦμα φέρε τρηχεῖαν ἐπʼ ἀκτήν.\nἔνθα κʼ ἀπὸ ῥινοὺς δρύφθη, σὺν δʼ ὀστέʼ ἀράχθη,\nεἰ μὴ ἐπὶ φρεσὶ θῆκε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nἀμφοτέρῃσι δὲ χερσὶν ἐπεσσύμενος λάβε πέτρης,\nτῆς ἔχετο στενάχων, ἧος μέγα κῦμα παρῆλθε.\nκαὶ τὸ μὲν ὣς ὑπάλυξε, παλιρρόθιον δέ μιν αὖτις\nπλῆξεν ἐπεσσύμενον, τηλοῦ δέ μιν ἔμβαλε πόντῳ.\nὡς δʼ ὅτε πουλύποδος θαλάμης ἐξελκομένοιο\nπρὸς κοτυληδονόφιν πυκιναὶ λάιγγες ἔχονται,\nὣς τοῦ πρὸς πέτρῃσι θρασειάων ἀπὸ χειρῶν\nῥινοὶ ἀπέδρυφθεν· τὸν δὲ μέγα κῦμα κάλυψεν.",
    "en": "While he was thus in two minds a wave caught him and took him with such force against the rocks that he would have been smashed and torn to pieces if Minerva had not shown him what to do. He caught hold of the rock with both hands and clung to it groaning with pain till the wave retired, so he was saved that time; but presently the wave came on again and carried him back with it far into the sea, tearing his hands as the suckers of a polypus are torn when some one plucks it from its bed, and the stones come up along with it, even so did the rocks tear the skin from his strong hands, and then the wave drew him deep down under the water."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.436–450",
    "orig": "ἔνθα κε δὴ δύστηνος ὑπὲρ μόρον ὤλετʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nεἰ μὴ ἐπιφροσύνην δῶκε γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.\nκύματος ἐξαναδύς, τά τʼ ἐρεύγεται ἤπειρόνδε,\nνῆχε παρέξ, ἐς γαῖαν ὁρώμενος, εἴ που ἐφεύροι\nἠιόνας τε παραπλῆγας λιμένας τε θαλάσσης.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ ποταμοῖο κατὰ στόμα καλλιρόοιο\nἷξε νέων, τῇ δή οἱ ἐείσατο χῶρος ἄριστος,\nλεῖος πετράων, καὶ ἐπὶ σκέπας ἦν ἀνέμοιο,\nἔγνω δὲ προρέοντα καὶ εὔξατο ὃν κατὰ θυμόν·\nκλῦθι, ἄναξ, ὅτις ἐσσί· πολύλλιστον δέ σʼ ἱκάνω,\nφεύγων ἐκ πόντοιο Ποσειδάωνος ἐνιπάς.\nαἰδοῖος μέν τʼ ἐστὶ καὶ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσιν\nἀνδρῶν ὅς τις ἵκηται ἀλώμενος, ὡς καὶ ἐγὼ νῦν\nσόν τε ῥόον σά τε γούναθʼ ἱκάνω πολλὰ μογήσας.\nἀλλʼ ἐλέαιρε, ἄναξ· ἱκέτης δέ τοι εὔχομαι εἶναι.",
    "en": "Here poor Ulysses would have certainly perished even in spite of his own destiny, if Minerva had not helped him to keep his wits about him. He swam seaward again, beyond reach of the surf that was beating against the land, and at the same time he kept looking towards the shore to see if he could find some haven, or a spit that should take the waves aslant. By and by, as he swam on, he came to the mouth of a river, and here he thought would be the best place, for there were no rocks, and it afforded shelter from the wind. He felt that there was a current, so he prayed inwardly and said:\n“Hear me, O King, whoever you may be, and save me from the anger of the sea-god Neptune, for I approach you prayerfully. Any one who has lost his way has at all times a claim even upon the gods, wherefore in my distress I draw near to your stream, and cling to the knees of your riverhood. Have mercy upon me, O king, for I declare myself your suppliant.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.451–463",
    "orig": "ὣς φάθʼ, ὁ δʼ αὐτίκα παῦσεν ἑὸν ῥόον, ἔσχε δὲ κῦμα,\nπρόσθε δέ οἱ ποίησε γαλήνην, τὸν δʼ ἐσάωσεν\nἐς ποταμοῦ προχοάς. ὁ δʼ ἄρʼ ἄμφω γούνατʼ ἔκαμψε\nχεῖράς τε στιβαράς. ἁλὶ γὰρ δέδμητο φίλον κῆρ.\nᾤδεε δὲ χρόα πάντα, θάλασσα δὲ κήκιε πολλὴ\nἂν στόμα τε ῥῖνάς θʼ· ὁ δʼ ἄρʼ ἄπνευστος καὶ ἄναυδος\nκεῖτʼ ὀλιγηπελέων, κάματος δέ μιν αἰνὸς ἵκανεν.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἄμπνυτο καὶ ἐς φρένα θυμὸς ἀγέρθη,\nκαὶ τότε δὴ κρήδεμνον ἀπὸ ἕο λῦσε θεοῖο.\nκαὶ τὸ μὲν ἐς ποταμὸν ἁλιμυρήεντα μεθῆκεν,\nἂψ δʼ ἔφερεν μέγα κῦμα κατὰ ῥόον, αἶψα δʼ ἄρʼ Ἰνὼ\nδέξατο χερσὶ φίλῃσιν· ὁ δʼ ἐκ ποταμοῖο λιασθεὶς\nσχοίνῳ ὑπεκλίνθη, κύσε δὲ ζείδωρον ἄρουραν.",
    "en": "Then the god staid his stream and stilled the waves, making all calm before him, and bringing him safely into the mouth of the river. Here at last Ulysses’ knees and strong hands failed him, for the sea had completely broken him. His body was all swollen, and his mouth and nostrils ran down like a river with sea-water, so that he could neither breathe nor speak, and lay swooning from sheer exhaustion; presently, when he had got his breath and came to himself again, he took off the scarf that Ino had given him and threw it back into the salt stream of the river, whereon Ino received it into her hands from the wave that bore it towards her. Then he left the river, laid himself down among the rushes, and kissed the bounteous earth."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.464–477",
    "orig": "ὀχθήσας δʼ ἄρα εἶπε πρὸς ὃν μεγαλήτορα θυμόν·\nὤ μοι ἐγώ, τί πάθω; τί νύ μοι μήκιστα γένηται;\nεἰ μέν κʼ ἐν ποταμῷ δυσκηδέα νύκτα φυλάσσω,\nμή μʼ ἄμυδις στίβη τε κακὴ καὶ θῆλυς ἐέρση\nἐξ ὀλιγηπελίης δαμάσῃ κεκαφηότα θυμόν·\nαὔρη δʼ ἐκ ποταμοῦ ψυχρὴ πνέει ἠῶθι πρό.\nεἰ δέ κεν ἐς κλιτὺν ἀναβὰς καὶ δάσκιον ὕλην\nθάμνοις ἐν πυκινοῖσι καταδράθω, εἴ με μεθείη\nῥῖγος καὶ κάματος, γλυκερὸς δέ μοι ὕπνος ἐπέλθῃ,\nδείδω, μὴ θήρεσσιν ἕλωρ καὶ κύρμα γένωμαι.\nὣς ἄρα οἱ φρονέοντι δοάσσατο κέρδιον εἶναι·\nβῆ ῥʼ ἴμεν εἰς ὕλην· τὴν δὲ σχεδὸν ὕδατος εὗρεν\nἐν περιφαινομένῳ· δοιοὺς δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπήλυθε θάμνους,\nἐξ ὁμόθεν πεφυῶτας· ὁ μὲν φυλίης, ὁ δʼ ἐλαίης.",
    "en": "“Alas,” he cried to himself in his dismay, “what ever will become of me, and how is it all to end? If I stay here upon the river bed through the long watches of the night, I am so exhausted that the bitter cold and damp may make an end of me, for towards sunrise there will be a keen wind blowing from off the river. If, on the other hand, I climb the hill side, find shelter in the woods, and sleep in some thicket, I may escape the cold and have a good night’s rest, but some savage beast may take advantage of me and devour me.”\nIn the end he deemed it best to take to the woods, and he found one upon some high ground not far from the water. There he crept beneath two shoots of olive that grew from a single stock, the one an ungrafted sucker, while the other had been grafted."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 5.478–493",
    "orig": "τοὺς μὲν ἄρʼ οὔτʼ ἀνέμων διάη μένος ὑγρὸν ἀέντων,\nοὔτε ποτʼ ἠέλιος φαέθων ἀκτῖσιν ἔβαλλεν,\nοὔτʼ ὄμβρος περάασκε διαμπερές· ὣς ἄρα πυκνοὶ\nἀλλήλοισιν ἔφυν ἐπαμοιβαδίς· οὓς ὑπʼ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nδύσετʼ. ἄφαρ δʼ εὐνὴν ἐπαμήσατο χερσὶ φίλῃσιν\nεὐρεῖαν· φύλλων γὰρ ἔην χύσις ἤλιθα πολλή,\nὅσσον τʼ ἠὲ δύω ἠὲ τρεῖς ἄνδρας ἔρυσθαι\nὥρῃ χειμερίῃ, εἰ καὶ μάλα περ χαλεπαίνοι.\nτὴν μὲν ἰδὼν γήθησε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἐν δʼ ἄρα μέσσῃ λέκτο, χύσιν δʼ ἐπεχεύατο φύλλων.\nὡς δʼ ὅτε τις δαλὸν σποδιῇ ἐνέκρυψε μελαίνῃ\nἀγροῦ ἐπʼ ἐσχατιῆς, ᾧ μὴ πάρα γείτονες ἄλλοι,\nσπέρμα πυρὸς σώζων, ἵνα μή ποθεν ἄλλοθεν αὔοι,\nὣς Ὀδυσεὺς φύλλοισι καλύψατο· τῷ δʼ ἄρʼ Ἀθήνη\nὕπνον ἐπʼ ὄμμασι χεῦʼ, ἵνα μιν παύσειε τάχιστα\nδυσπονέος καμάτοιο φίλα βλέφαρʼ ἀμφικαλύψας.",
    "en": "No wind, however squally, could break through the cover they afforded, nor could the sun’s rays pierce them, nor the rain get through them, so closely did they grow into one another. Ulysses crept under these and began to make himself a bed to lie on, for there was a great litter of dead leaves lying about, enough to make a covering for two or three men even in hard winter weather. He was glad enough to see this, so he laid himself down and heaped the leaves all round him. Then, as one who lives alone in the country, far from any neighbor, hides a brand as fire-seed in the ashes to save himself from having to get a light elsewhere, even so did Ulysses cover himself up with leaves; and Minerva shed a sweet sleep upon his eyes, closed his eyelids, and made him lose all memories of his sorrows."
   }
  ],
  "6": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.1–14",
    "orig": "ὣς ὁ μὲν ἔνθα καθεῦδε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nὕπνῳ καὶ καμάτῳ ἀρημένος· αὐτὰρ Ἀθήνη\nβῆ ῥʼ ἐς Φαιήκων ἀνδρῶν δῆμόν τε πόλιν τε,\nοἳ πρὶν μέν ποτʼ ἔναιον ἐν εὐρυχόρῳ Ὑπερείῃ,\nἀγχοῦ Κυκλώπων ἀνδρῶν ὑπερηνορεόντων,\nοἵ σφεας σινέσκοντο, βίηφι δὲ φέρτεροι ἦσαν.\nἔνθεν ἀναστήσας ἄγε Ναυσίθοος θεοειδής,\nεἷσεν δὲ Σχερίῃ, ἑκὰς ἀνδρῶν ἀλφηστάων,\nἀμφὶ δὲ τεῖχος ἔλασσε πόλει, καὶ ἐδείματο οἴκους,\nκαὶ νηοὺς ποίησε θεῶν, καὶ ἐδάσσατʼ ἀρούρας.\nἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν ἤδη κηρὶ δαμεὶς Ἄϊδόσδε βεβήκει,\nἈλκίνοος δὲ τότʼ ἦρχε, θεῶν ἄπο μήδεα εἰδώς.\nτοῦ μὲν ἔβη πρὸς δῶμα θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,\nνόστον Ὀδυσσῆι μεγαλήτορι μητιόωσα.",
    "en": "So here Ulysses slept, overcome by sleep and toil; but Minerva went off to the country and city of the Phaeacians, a people who used to live in the fair town of Hypereia, near the lawless Cyclopes. Now the Cyclopes were stronger than they and plundered them, so their king Nausithous moved them thence and settled them in Scheria, far from all other people. He surrounded the city with a wall, built houses and temples, and divided the lands among his people; but he was dead and gone to the house of Hades, and King Alcinous, whose counsels were inspired of heaven, was now reigning. To his house, then, did Minerva hie in furtherance of the return of Ulysses."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.15–28",
    "orig": "βῆ δʼ ἴμεν ἐς θάλαμον πολυδαίδαλον, ᾧ ἔνι κούρη\nκοιμᾶτʼ ἀθανάτῃσι φυὴν καὶ εἶδος ὁμοίη,\nΝαυσικάα, θυγάτηρ μεγαλήτορος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nπὰρ δὲ δύʼ ἀμφίπολοι, Χαρίτων ἄπο κάλλος ἔχουσαι,\nσταθμοῖιν ἑκάτερθε· θύραι δʼ ἐπέκειντο φαειναί.\nἡ δʼ ἀνέμου ὡς πνοιὴ ἐπέσσυτο δέμνια κούρης,\nστῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπὲρ κεφαλῆς, καί μιν πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπεν,\nεἰδομένη κούρῃ ναυσικλειτοῖο Δύμαντος,\nἥ οἱ ὁμηλικίη μὲν ἔην, κεχάριστο δὲ θυμῷ.\nτῇ μιν ἐεισαμένη προσέφη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nΝαυσικάα, τί νύ σʼ ὧδε μεθήμονα γείνατο μήτηρ;\nεἵματα μέν τοι κεῖται ἀκηδέα σιγαλόεντα,\nσοὶ δὲ γάμος σχεδόν ἐστιν, ἵνα χρὴ καλὰ μὲν αὐτὴν\nἕννυσθαι, τὰ δὲ τοῖσι παρασχεῖν, οἵ κέ σʼ ἄγωνται.",
    "en": "She went straight to the beautifully decorated bedroom in which there slept a girl who was as lovely as a goddess, Nausicaa, daughter to King Alcinous. Two maid servants were sleeping near her, both very pretty, one on either side of the doorway, which was closed with well made folding doors. Minerva took the form of the famous sea captain Dymas’s daughter, who was a bosom friend of Nausicaa and just her own age; then, coming up to the girl’s bedside like a breath of wind, she hovered over her head and said:\n“Nausicaa, what can your mother have been about, to have such a lazy daughter? Here are your clothes all lying in disorder, yet you are going to be married almost immediately, and should not only be well dressed yourself, but should find good clothes for those who attend you."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.29–47",
    "orig": "ἐκ γάρ τοι τούτων φάτις ἀνθρώπους ἀναβαίνει\nἐσθλή, χαίρουσιν δὲ πατὴρ καὶ πότνια μήτηρ.\nἀλλʼ ἴομεν πλυνέουσαι ἅμʼ ἠοῖ φαινομένηφι·\nκαί τοι ἐγὼ συνέριθος ἅμʼ ἕψομαι, ὄφρα τάχιστα\nἐντύνεαι, ἐπεὶ οὔ τοι ἔτι δὴν παρθένος ἔσσεαι·\nἤδη γάρ σε μνῶνται ἀριστῆες κατὰ δῆμον\nπάντων Φαιήκων, ὅθι τοι γένος ἐστὶ καὶ αὐτῇ.\nἀλλʼ ἄγʼ ἐπότρυνον πατέρα κλυτὸν ἠῶθι πρὸ\nἡμιόνους καὶ ἄμαξαν ἐφοπλίσαι, ἥ κεν ἄγῃσι\nζῶστρά τε καὶ πέπλους καὶ ῥήγεα σιγαλόεντα.\nκαὶ δὲ σοὶ ὧδʼ αὐτῇ πολὺ κάλλιον ἠὲ πόδεσσιν\nἔρχεσθαι· πολλὸν γὰρ ἀπὸ πλυνοί εἰσι πόληος.\nἡ μὲν ἄρʼ ὣς εἰποῦσʼ ἀπέβη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη\nΟὔλυμπόνδʼ, ὅθι φασὶ θεῶν ἕδος ἀσφαλὲς αἰεὶ\nἔμμεναι. οὔτʼ ἀνέμοισι τινάσσεται οὔτε ποτʼ ὄμβρῳ\nδεύεται οὔτε χιὼν ἐπιπίλναται, ἀλλὰ μάλʼ αἴθρη\nπέπταται ἀνέφελος, λευκὴ δʼ ἐπιδέδρομεν αἴγλη·\nτῷ ἔνι τέρπονται μάκαρες θεοὶ ἤματα πάντα.\nἔνθʼ ἀπέβη γλαυκῶπις, ἐπεὶ διεπέφραδε κούρῃ.",
    "en": "This is the way to get yourself a good name, and to make your father and mother proud of you. Suppose, then, that we make tomorrow a washing day, and start at daybreak. I will come and help you so that you may have everything ready as soon as possible, for all the best young men among your own people are courting you, and you are not going to remain a maid much longer. Ask your father, therefore, to have a waggon and mules ready for us at daybreak, to take the rugs, robes, and girdles, and you can ride, too, which will be much pleasanter for you than walking, for the washing-cisterns are some way from the town.”\nWhen she had said this Minerva went away to Olympus, which they say is the everlasting home of the gods. Here no wind beats roughly, and neither rain nor snow can fall; but it abides in everlasting sunshine and in a great peacefulness of light, wherein the blessed gods are illumined for ever and ever. This was the place to which the goddess went when she had given instructions to the girl."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.48–65",
    "orig": "αὐτίκα δʼ Ἠὼς ἦλθεν ἐύθρονος, ἥ μιν ἔγειρε\nΝαυσικάαν ἐύπεπλον· ἄφαρ δʼ ἀπεθαύμασʼ ὄνειρον,\nβῆ δʼ ἰέναι διὰ δώμαθʼ, ἵνʼ ἀγγείλειε τοκεῦσιν,\nπατρὶ φίλῳ καὶ μητρί· κιχήσατο δʼ ἔνδον ἐόντας·\nἡ μὲν ἐπʼ ἐσχάρῃ ἧστο σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξὶν\nἠλάκατα στρωφῶσʼ ἁλιπόρφυρα· τῷ δὲ θύραζε\nἐρχομένῳ ξύμβλητο μετὰ κλειτοὺς βασιλῆας\nἐς βουλήν, ἵνα μιν κάλεον Φαίηκες ἀγαυοί.\nἡ δὲ μάλʼ ἄγχι στᾶσα φίλον πατέρα προσέειπε·\nπάππα φίλʼ, οὐκ ἂν δή μοι ἐφοπλίσσειας ἀπήνην\nὑψηλὴν ἐύκυκλον, ἵνα κλυτὰ εἵματʼ ἄγωμαι\nἐς ποταμὸν πλυνέουσα, τά μοι ῥερυπωμένα κεῖται;\nκαὶ δὲ σοὶ αὐτῷ ἔοικε μετὰ πρώτοισιν ἐόντα\nβουλὰς βουλεύειν καθαρὰ χροΐ εἵματʼ ἔχοντα.\nπέντε δέ τοι φίλοι υἷες ἐνὶ μεγάροις γεγάασιν,\nοἱ δύʼ ὀπυίοντες, τρεῖς δʼ ἠίθεοι θαλέθοντες·\nοἱ δʼ αἰεὶ ἐθέλουσι νεόπλυτα εἵματʼ ἔχοντες\nἐς χορὸν ἔρχεσθαι· τὰ δʼ ἐμῇ φρενὶ πάντα μέμηλεν.",
    "en": "By and by morning came and woke Nausicaa, who began wondering about her dream; she therefore went to the other end of the house to tell her father and mother all about it, and found them in their own room. Her mother was sitting by the fireside spinning her purple yarn with her maids around her, and she happened to catch her father just as he was going out to attend a meeting of the town council, which the Phaeacian aldermen had convened. She stopped him and said:\n“Papa dear, could you manage to let me have a good big waggon? I want to take all our dirty clothes to the river and wash them. You are the chief man here, so it is only right that you should have a clean shirt when you attend meetings of the council. Moreover, you have five sons at home, two of them married, while the other three are good looking bachelors; you know they always like to have clean linen when they go to a dance, and I have been thinking about all this.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.66–84",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ· αἴδετο γὰρ θαλερὸν γάμον ἐξονομῆναι\nπατρὶ φίλῳ. ὁ δὲ πάντα νόει καὶ ἀμείβετο μύθῳ·\nοὔτε τοι ἡμιόνων φθονέω, τέκος, οὔτε τευ ἄλλου.\nἔρχευ· ἀτάρ τοι δμῶες ἐφοπλίσσουσιν ἀπήνην\nὑψηλὴν ἐύκυκλον, ὑπερτερίῃ ἀραρυῖαν.\nὣς εἰπὼν δμώεσσιν ἐκέκλετο, τοὶ δʼ ἐπίθοντο.\nοἱ μὲν ἄρʼ ἐκτὸς ἄμαξαν ἐύτροχον ἡμιονείην\nὥπλεον, ἡμιόνους θʼ ὕπαγον ζεῦξάν θʼ ὑπʼ ἀπήνῃ·\nκούρη δʼ ἐκ θαλάμοιο φέρεν ἐσθῆτα φαεινήν.\nκαὶ τὴν μὲν κατέθηκεν ἐυξέστῳ ἐπʼ ἀπήνῃ,\nμήτηρ δʼ ἐν κίστῃ ἐτίθει μενοεικέʼ ἐδωδὴν\nπαντοίην, ἐν δʼ ὄψα τίθει, ἐν δʼ οἶνον ἔχευεν\nἀσκῷ ἐν αἰγείῳ· κούρη δʼ ἐπεβήσετʼ ἀπήνης.\nδῶκεν δὲ χρυσέῃ ἐν ληκύθῳ ὑγρὸν ἔλαιον,\nἧος χυτλώσαιτο σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξίν.\nἡ δʼ ἔλαβεν μάστιγα καὶ ἡνία σιγαλόεντα,\nμάστιξεν δʼ ἐλάαν· καναχὴ δʼ ἦν ἡμιόνοιιν.\nαἱ δʼ ἄμοτον τανύοντο, φέρον δʼ ἐσθῆτα καὶ αὐτήν,\nοὐκ οἴην, ἅμα τῇ γε καὶ ἀμφίπολοι κίον ἄλλαι.",
    "en": "She did not say a word about her own wedding, for she did not like to, but her father knew and said, “You shall have the mules, my love, and whatever else you have a mind for. Be off with you, and the men shall get you a good strong waggon with a body to it that will hold all your clothes.”\nOn this he gave his orders to the servants, who got the waggon out, harnessed the mules, and put them to, while the girl brought the clothes down from the linen room and placed them on the waggon. Her mother prepared her a basket of provisions with all sorts of good things, and a goat skin full of wine; the girl now got into the waggon, and her mother gave her also a golden cruse of oil, that she and her women might anoint themselves. Then she took the whip and reins and lashed the mules on, whereon they set off, and their hoofs clattered on the road. They pulled without flagging, and carried not only Nausicaa and her wash of clothes, but the maids also who were with her."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.85–101",
    "orig": "αἱ δʼ ὅτε δὴ ποταμοῖο ῥόον περικαλλέʼ ἵκοντο,\nἔνθʼ ἦ τοι πλυνοὶ ἦσαν ἐπηετανοί, πολὺ δʼ ὕδωρ\nκαλὸν ὑπεκπρόρεεν μάλα περ ῥυπόωντα καθῆραι,\nἔνθʼ αἵ γʼ ἡμιόνους μὲν ὑπεκπροέλυσαν ἀπήνης.\nκαὶ τὰς μὲν σεῦαν ποταμὸν πάρα δινήεντα\nτρώγειν ἄγρωστιν μελιηδέα· ταὶ δʼ ἀπʼ ἀπήνης\nεἵματα χερσὶν ἕλοντο καὶ ἐσφόρεον μέλαν ὕδωρ,\nστεῖβον δʼ ἐν βόθροισι θοῶς ἔριδα προφέρουσαι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πλῦνάν τε κάθηράν τε ῥύπα πάντα,\nἑξείης πέτασαν παρὰ θῖνʼ ἁλός, ἧχι μάλιστα\nλάιγγας ποτὶ χέρσον ἀποπλύνεσκε θάλασσα.\nαἱ δὲ λοεσσάμεναι καὶ χρισάμεναι λίπʼ ἐλαίῳ\nδεῖπνον ἔπειθʼ εἵλοντο παρʼ ὄχθῃσιν ποταμοῖο,\nεἵματα δʼ ἠελίοιο μένον τερσήμεναι αὐγῇ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ σίτου τάρφθεν δμῳαί τε καὶ αὐτή,\nσφαίρῃ ταὶ δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπαιζον, ἀπὸ κρήδεμνα βαλοῦσαι·\nτῇσι δὲ Ναυσικάα λευκώλενος ἤρχετο μολπῆς.",
    "en": "When they reached the water side they went to the washing cisterns, through which there ran at all times enough pure water to wash any quantity of linen, no matter how dirty. Here they unharnessed the mules and turned them out to feed on the sweet juicy herbage that grew by the water side. They took the clothes out of the waggon, put them in the water, and vied with one another in treading them in the pits to get the dirt out. After they had washed them and got them quite clean, they laid them out by the sea side, where the waves had raised a high beach of shingle, and set about washing themselves and anointing themselves with olive oil. Then they got their dinner by the side of the stream, and waited for the sun to finish drying the clothes. When they had done dinner they threw off the veils that covered their heads and began to play at ball, while Nausicaa sang for them."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.102–118",
    "orig": "οἵη δʼ Ἄρτεμις εἶσι κατʼ οὔρεα ἰοχέαιρα,\nἢ κατὰ Τηΰγετον περιμήκετον ἢ Ἐρύμανθον,\nτερπομένη κάπροισι καὶ ὠκείῃς ἐλάφοισι·\nτῇ δέ θʼ ἅμα νύμφαι, κοῦραι Διὸς αἰγιόχοιο,\nἀγρονόμοι παίζουσι, γέγηθε δέ τε φρένα Λητώ·\nπασάων δʼ ὑπὲρ ἥ γε κάρη ἔχει ἠδὲ μέτωπα,\nῥεῖά τʼ ἀριγνώτη πέλεται, καλαὶ δέ τε πᾶσαι·\nὣς ἥ γʼ ἀμφιπόλοισι μετέπρεπε παρθένος ἀδμής.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ ἄρʼ ἔμελλε πάλιν οἶκόνδε νέεσθαι\nζεύξασʼ ἡμιόνους πτύξασά τε εἵματα καλά,\nἔνθʼ αὖτʼ ἄλλʼ ἐνόησε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,\nὡς Ὀδυσεὺς ἔγροιτο, ἴδοι τʼ ἐυώπιδα κούρην,\nἥ οἱ Φαιήκων ἀνδρῶν πόλιν ἡγήσαιτο.\nσφαῖραν ἔπειτʼ ἔρριψε μετʼ ἀμφίπολον βασίλεια·\nἀμφιπόλου μὲν ἅμαρτε, βαθείῃ δʼ ἔμβαλε δίνῃ·\nαἱ δʼ ἐπὶ μακρὸν ἄυσαν· ὁ δʼ ἔγρετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἑζόμενος δʼ ὥρμαινε κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμόν·",
    "en": "As the huntress Diana goes forth upon the mountains of Taygetus or Erymanthus to hunt wild boars or deer, and the wood nymphs, daughters of Aegis-bearing Jove, take their sport along with her (then is Leto proud at seeing her daughter stand a full head taller than the others, and eclipse the loveliest amid a whole bevy of beauties), even so did the girl outshine her handmaids.\nWhen it was time for them to start home, and they were folding the clothes and putting them into the waggon, Minerva began to consider how Ulysses should wake up and see the handsome girl who was to conduct him to the city of the Phaeacians. The girl, therefore, threw a ball at one of the maids, which missed her and fell into deep water. On this they all shouted, and the noise they made woke Ulysses, who sat up in his bed of leaves and began to wonder what it might all be."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.119–134",
    "orig": "ὤ μοι ἐγώ, τέων αὖτε βροτῶν ἐς γαῖαν ἱκάνω;\nἦ ῥʼ οἵ γʼ ὑβρισταί τε καὶ ἄγριοι οὐδὲ δίκαιοι,\nἦε φιλόξεινοι καί σφιν νόος ἐστὶ θεουδής;\nὥς τέ με κουράων ἀμφήλυθε θῆλυς ἀυτή·\nνυμφάων, αἳ ἔχουσʼ ὀρέων αἰπεινὰ κάρηνα\nκαὶ πηγὰς ποταμῶν καὶ πίσεα ποιήεντα.\nἦ νύ που ἀνθρώπων εἰμὶ σχεδὸν αὐδηέντων;\nἀλλʼ ἄγʼ ἐγὼν αὐτὸς πειρήσομαι ἠδὲ ἴδωμαι.\nὣς εἰπὼν θάμνων ὑπεδύσετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἐκ πυκινῆς δʼ ὕλης πτόρθον κλάσε χειρὶ παχείῃ\nφύλλων, ὡς ῥύσαιτο περὶ χροῒ μήδεα φωτός.\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεν ὥς τε λέων ὀρεσίτροφος ἀλκὶ πεποιθώς,\nὅς τʼ εἶσʼ ὑόμενος καὶ ἀήμενος, ἐν δέ οἱ ὄσσε\nδαίεται· αὐτὰρ ὁ βουσὶ μετέρχεται ἢ ὀίεσσιν\nἠὲ μετʼ ἀγροτέρας ἐλάφους· κέλεται δέ ἑ γαστὴρ\nμήλων πειρήσοντα καὶ ἐς πυκινὸν δόμον ἐλθεῖν·",
    "en": "“Alas,” said he to himself, “what kind of people have I come amongst? Are they cruel, savage, and uncivilised, or hospitable and humane? I seem to hear the voices of young women, and they sound like those of the nymphs that haunt mountain tops, or springs of rivers and meadows of green grass. At any rate I am among a race of men and women. Let me try if I cannot manage to get a look at them.”\nAs he said this he crept from under his bush, and broke off a bough covered with thick leaves to hide his nakedness. He looked like some lion of the wilderness that stalks about exulting in his strength and defying both wind and rain; his eyes glare as he prowls in quest of oxen, sheep, or deer, for he is famished, and will dare break even into a well fenced homestead, trying to get at the sheep, even such did Ulysses seem to the young women, as he drew near to them all naked as he was, for he was in great want."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.135–148",
    "orig": "ὣς Ὀδυσεὺς κούρῃσιν ἐυπλοκάμοισιν ἔμελλε\nμίξεσθαι, γυμνός περ ἐών· χρειὼ γὰρ ἵκανε.\nσμερδαλέος δʼ αὐτῇσι φάνη κεκακωμένος ἅλμῃ,\nτρέσσαν δʼ ἄλλυδις ἄλλη ἐπʼ ἠιόνας προὐχούσας·\nοἴη δʼ Ἀλκινόου θυγάτηρ μένε· τῇ γὰρ Ἀθήνη\nθάρσος ἐνὶ φρεσὶ θῆκε καὶ ἐκ δέος εἵλετο γυίων.\nστῆ δʼ ἄντα σχομένη· ὁ δὲ μερμήριξεν Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἢ γούνων λίσσοιτο λαβὼν ἐυώπιδα κούρην,\nἦ αὔτως ἐπέεσσιν ἀποσταδὰ μειλιχίοισι\nλίσσοιτʼ, εἰ δείξειε πόλιν καὶ εἵματα δοίη.\nὣς ἄρα οἱ φρονέοντι δοάσσατο κέρδιον εἶναι,\nλίσσεσθαι ἐπέεσσιν ἀποσταδὰ μειλιχίοισι,\nμή οἱ γοῦνα λαβόντι χολώσαιτο φρένα κούρη.\nαὐτίκα μειλίχιον καὶ κερδαλέον φάτο μῦθον.",
    "en": "On seeing one so unkempt and so begrimed with salt water, the others scampered off along the spits that jutted out into the sea, but the daughter of Alcinous stood firm, for Minerva put courage into her heart and took away all fear from her. She stood right in front of Ulysses, and he doubted whether he should go up to her, throw himself at her feet, and embrace her knees as a suppliant, or stay where he was and entreat her to give him some clothes and show him the way to the town. In the end he deemed it best to entreat her from a distance in case the girl should take offence at his coming near enough to clasp her knees, so he addressed her in honeyed and persuasive language."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.149–165",
    "orig": "γουνοῦμαί σε, ἄνασσα· θεός νύ τις, ἦ βροτός ἐσσι;\nεἰ μέν τις θεός ἐσσι, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν,\nἈρτέμιδί σε ἐγώ γε, Διὸς κούρῃ μεγάλοιο,\nεἶδός τε μέγεθός τε φυήν τʼ ἄγχιστα ἐίσκω·\nεἰ δέ τίς ἐσσι βροτῶν, τοὶ ἐπὶ χθονὶ ναιετάουσιν,\nτρὶς μάκαρες μὲν σοί γε πατὴρ καὶ πότνια μήτηρ,\nτρὶς μάκαρες δὲ κασίγνητοι· μάλα πού σφισι θυμὸς\nαἰὲν ἐυφροσύνῃσιν ἰαίνεται εἵνεκα σεῖο,\nλευσσόντων τοιόνδε θάλος χορὸν εἰσοιχνεῦσαν.\nκεῖνος δʼ αὖ περὶ κῆρι μακάρτατος ἔξοχον ἄλλων,\nὅς κέ σʼ ἐέδνοισι βρίσας οἶκόνδʼ ἀγάγηται.\nοὐ γάρ πω τοιοῦτον ἴδον βροτὸν ὀφθαλμοῖσιν,\nοὔτʼ ἄνδρʼ οὔτε γυναῖκα· σέβας μʼ ἔχει εἰσορόωντα.\nΔήλῳ δή ποτε τοῖον Ἀπόλλωνος παρὰ βωμῷ\nφοίνικος νέον ἔρνος ἀνερχόμενον ἐνόησα·\nἦλθον γὰρ καὶ κεῖσε, πολὺς δέ μοι ἕσπετο λαός,\nτὴν ὁδὸν ᾗ δὴ μέλλεν ἐμοὶ κακὰ κήδεʼ ἔσεσθαι.",
    "en": "“O queen,” he said, “I implore your aid, but tell me, are you a goddess or are you a mortal woman? If you are a goddess and dwell in heaven, I can only conjecture that you are Jove’s daughter Diana, for your face and figure resemble none but hers; if on the other hand you are a mortal and live on earth, thrice happy are your father and mother, thrice happy, too, are your brothers and sisters; how proud and delighted they must feel when they see so fair a scion as yourself going out to a dance; most happy, however, of all will he be whose wedding gifts have been the richest, and who takes you to his own home. I never yet saw any one so beautiful, neither man nor woman, and am lost in admiration as I behold you. I can only compare you to a young palm tree which I saw when I was at Delos growing near the altar of Apollo, for I was there, too, with much people after me, when I was on that journey which has been the source of all my troubles."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.166–185",
    "orig": "ὣς δʼ αὔτως καὶ κεῖνο ἰδὼν ἐτεθήπεα θυμῷ\nδήν, ἐπεὶ οὔ πω τοῖον ἀνήλυθεν ἐκ δόρυ γαίης,\nὡς σέ, γύναι, ἄγαμαί τε τέθηπά τε, δείδια δʼ αἰνῶς\nγούνων ἅψασθαι· χαλεπὸν δέ με πένθος ἱκάνει.\nχθιζὸς ἐεικοστῷ φύγον ἤματι οἴνοπα πόντον·\nτόφρα δέ μʼ αἰεὶ κῦμʼ ἐφόρει κραιπναί τε θύελλαι\nνήσου ἀπʼ Ὠγυγίης. νῦν δʼ ἐνθάδε κάββαλε δαίμων,\nὄφρʼ ἔτι που καὶ τῇδε πάθω κακόν· οὐ γὰρ ὀίω\nπαύσεσθʼ, ἀλλʼ ἔτι πολλὰ θεοὶ τελέουσι πάροιθεν.\nἀλλά, ἄνασσʼ, ἐλέαιρε· σὲ γὰρ κακὰ πολλὰ μογήσας\nἐς πρώτην ἱκόμην, τῶν δʼ ἄλλων οὔ τινα οἶδα\nἀνθρώπων, οἳ τήνδε πόλιν καὶ γαῖαν ἔχουσιν.\nἄστυ δέ μοι δεῖξον, δὸς δὲ ῥάκος ἀμφιβαλέσθαι,\nεἴ τί που εἴλυμα σπείρων ἔχες ἐνθάδʼ ἰοῦσα.\nσοὶ δὲ θεοὶ τόσα δοῖεν ὅσα φρεσὶ σῇσι μενοινᾷς,\nἄνδρα τε καὶ οἶκον, καὶ ὁμοφροσύνην ὀπάσειαν\nἐσθλήν· οὐ μὲν γὰρ τοῦ γε κρεῖσσον καὶ ἄρειον,\nἢ ὅθʼ ὁμοφρονέοντε νοήμασιν οἶκον ἔχητον\nἀνὴρ ἠδὲ γυνή· πόλλʼ ἄλγεα δυσμενέεσσι,\nχάρματα δʼ εὐμενέτῃσι, μάλιστα δέ τʼ ἔκλυον αὐτοί.",
    "en": "Never yet did such a young plant shoot out of the ground as that was, and I admired and wondered at it exactly as I now admire and wonder at yourself. I dare not clasp your knees, but I am in great distress; yesterday made the twentieth day that I had been tossing about upon the sea. The winds and waves have taken me all the way from the Ogygian island, and now fate has flung me upon this coast that I may endure still further suffering; for I do not think that I have yet come to the end of it, but rather that heaven has still much evil in store for me.\n“And now, O queen, have pity upon me, for you are the first person I have met, and I know no one else in this country. Show me the way to your town, and let me have anything that you may have brought hither to wrap your clothes in. May heaven grant you in all things your heart’s desire, husband, house, and a happy, peaceful home; for there is nothing better in this world than that man and wife should be of one mind in a house. It discomfits their enemies, makes the hearts of their friends glad, and they themselves know more about it than any one.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.186–197",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Ναυσικάα λευκώλενος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nξεῖνʼ, ἐπεὶ οὔτε κακῷ οὔτʼ ἄφρονι φωτὶ ἔοικας·\nΖεὺς δʼ αὐτὸς νέμει ὄλβον Ὀλύμπιος ἀνθρώποισιν,\nἐσθλοῖς ἠδὲ κακοῖσιν, ὅπως ἐθέλῃσιν, ἑκάστῳ·\nκαί που σοὶ τάδʼ ἔδωκε, σὲ δὲ χρὴ τετλάμεν ἔμπης.\nνῦν δʼ, ἐπεὶ ἡμετέρην τε πόλιν καὶ γαῖαν ἱκάνεις,\nοὔτʼ οὖν ἐσθῆτος δευήσεαι οὔτε τευ ἄλλου,\nὧν ἐπέοιχʼ ἱκέτην ταλαπείριον ἀντιάσαντα.\nἄστυ δέ τοι δείξω, ἐρέω δέ τοι οὔνομα λαῶν.\nΦαίηκες μὲν τήνδε πόλιν καὶ γαῖαν ἔχουσιν,\nεἰμὶ δʼ ἐγὼ θυγάτηρ μεγαλήτορος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nτοῦ δʼ ἐκ Φαιήκων ἔχεται κάρτος τε βίη τε.",
    "en": "To this Nausicaa answered, “Stranger, you appear to be a sensible, well-disposed person. There is no accounting for luck; Jove gives prosperity to rich and poor just as he chooses, so you must take what he has seen fit to send you, and make the best of it. Now, however, that you have come to this our country, you shall not want for clothes nor for anything else that a foreigner in distress may reasonably look for. I will show you the way to the town, and will tell you the name of our people; we are called Phaeacians, and I am daughter to Alcinous, in whom the whole power of the state is vested.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.198–210",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα καὶ ἀμφιπόλοισιν ἐυπλοκάμοισι κέλευσε·\nστῆτέ μοι, ἀμφίπολοι· πόσε φεύγετε φῶτα ἰδοῦσαι;\nἦ μή πού τινα δυσμενέων φάσθʼ ἔμμεναι ἀνδρῶν;\nοὐκ ἔσθʼ οὗτος ἀνὴρ διερὸς βροτὸς οὐδὲ γένηται,\nὅς κεν Φαιήκων ἀνδρῶν ἐς γαῖαν ἵκηται\nδηιοτῆτα φέρων· μάλα γὰρ φίλοι ἀθανάτοισιν.\nοἰκέομεν δʼ ἀπάνευθε πολυκλύστῳ ἐνὶ πόντῳ,\nἔσχατοι, οὐδέ τις ἄμμι βροτῶν ἐπιμίσγεται ἄλλος.\nἀλλʼ ὅδε τις δύστηνος ἀλώμενος ἐνθάδʼ ἱκάνει,\nτὸν νῦν χρὴ κομέειν· πρὸς γὰρ Διός εἰσιν ἅπαντες\nξεῖνοί τε πτωχοί τε, δόσις δʼ ὀλίγη τε φίλη τε.\nἀλλὰ δότʼ, ἀμφίπολοι, ξείνῳ βρῶσίν τε πόσιν τε,\nλούσατέ τʼ ἐν ποταμῷ, ὅθʼ ἐπὶ σκέπας ἔστʼ ἀνέμοιο.",
    "en": "Then she called her maids and said, “Stay where you are, you girls. Can you not see a man without running away from him? Do you take him for a robber or a murderer? Neither he nor any one else can come here to do us Phaeacians any harm, for we are dear to the gods, and live apart on a land’s end that juts into the sounding sea, and have nothing to do with any other people. This is only some poor man who has lost his way, and we must be kind to him, for strangers and foreigners in distress are under Jove’s protection, and will take what they can get and be thankful; so, girls, give the poor fellow something to eat and drink, and wash him in the stream at some place that is sheltered from the wind.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.211–222",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, αἱ δʼ ἔσταν τε καὶ ἀλλήλῃσι κέλευσαν,\nκὰδ δʼ ἄρʼ Ὀδυσσῆʼ εἷσαν ἐπὶ σκέπας, ὡς ἐκέλευσεν\nΝαυσικάα θυγάτηρ μεγαλήτορος Ἀλκινόοιο·\nπὰρ δʼ ἄρα οἱ φᾶρός τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματʼ ἔθηκαν,\nδῶκαν δὲ χρυσέῃ ἐν ληκύθῳ ὑγρὸν ἔλαιον,\nἤνωγον δʼ ἄρα μιν λοῦσθαι ποταμοῖο ῥοῇσιν.\nδή ῥα τότʼ ἀμφιπόλοισι μετηύδα δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἀμφίπολοι, στῆθʼ οὕτω ἀπόπροθεν, ὄφρʼ ἐγὼ αὐτὸς\nἅλμην ὤμοιιν ἀπολούσομαι, ἀμφὶ δʼ ἐλαίῳ\nχρίσομαι· ἦ γὰρ δηρὸν ἀπὸ χροός ἐστιν ἀλοιφή.\nἄντην δʼ οὐκ ἂν ἐγώ γε λοέσσομαι· αἰδέομαι γὰρ\nγυμνοῦσθαι κούρῃσιν ἐυπλοκάμοισι μετελθών.",
    "en": "On this the maids left off running away and began calling one another back. They made Ulysses sit down in the shelter as Nausicaa had told them, and brought him a shirt and cloak. They also brought him the little golden cruse of oil, and told him to go and wash in the stream. But Ulysses said, “Young women, please to stand a little on one side that I may wash the brine from my shoulders and anoint myself with oil, for it is long enough since my skin has had a drop of oil upon it. I cannot wash as long as you all keep standing there. I am ashamed to strip before a number of good looking young women.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.223–238",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, αἱ δʼ ἀπάνευθεν ἴσαν, εἶπον δʼ ἄρα κούρῃ.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ ἐκ ποταμοῦ χρόα νίζετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἅλμην, ἥ οἱ νῶτα καὶ εὐρέας ἄμπεχεν ὤμους,\nἐκ κεφαλῆς δʼ ἔσμηχεν ἁλὸς χνόον ἀτρυγέτοιο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ πάντα λοέσσατο καὶ λίπʼ ἄλειψεν,\nἀμφὶ δὲ εἵματα ἕσσαθʼ ἅ οἱ πόρε παρθένος ἀδμής,\nτὸν μὲν Ἀθηναίη θῆκεν Διὸς ἐκγεγαυῖα\nμείζονά τʼ εἰσιδέειν καὶ πάσσονα, κὰδ δὲ κάρητος\nοὔλας ἧκε κόμας, ὑακινθίνῳ ἄνθει ὁμοίας.\nὡς δʼ ὅτε τις χρυσὸν περιχεύεται ἀργύρῳ ἀνὴρ\nἴδρις, ὃν Ἥφαιστος δέδαεν καὶ Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη\nτέχνην παντοίην, χαρίεντα δὲ ἔργα τελείει,\nὣς ἄρα τῷ κατέχευε χάριν κεφαλῇ τε καὶ ὤμοις.\nἕζετʼ ἔπειτʼ ἀπάνευθε κιὼν ἐπὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης,\nκάλλεϊ καὶ χάρισι στίλβων· θηεῖτο δὲ κούρη.\nδή ῥα τότʼ ἀμφιπόλοισιν ἐυπλοκάμοισι μετηύδα·",
    "en": "Then they stood on one side and went to tell the girl, while Ulysses washed himself in the stream and scrubbed the brine from his back and from his broad shoulders. When he had thoroughly washed himself, and had got the brine out of his hair, he anointed himself with oil, and put on the clothes which the girl had given him; Minerva then made him look taller and stronger than before, she also made the hair grow thick on the top of his head, and flow down in curls like hyacinth blossoms; she glorified him about the head and shoulders as a skilful workman who has studied art of all kinds under Vulcan and Minerva enriches a piece of silver plate by gilding it, and his work is full of beauty. Then he went and sat down a little way off upon the beach, looking quite young and handsome, and the girl gazed on him with admiration; then she said to her maids:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.239–254",
    "orig": "κλῦτέ μευ, ἀμφίπολοι λευκώλενοι, ὄφρα τι εἴπω.\nοὐ πάντων ἀέκητι θεῶν, οἳ Ὄλυμπον ἔχουσιν,\nΦαιήκεσσʼ ὅδʼ ἀνὴρ ἐπιμίσγεται ἀντιθέοισι·\nπρόσθεν μὲν γὰρ δή μοι ἀεικέλιος δέατʼ εἶναι,\nνῦν δὲ θεοῖσιν ἔοικε, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν.\nαἲ γὰρ ἐμοὶ τοιόσδε πόσις κεκλημένος εἴη\nἐνθάδε ναιετάων, καί οἱ ἅδοι αὐτόθι μίμνειν.\nἀλλὰ δότʼ, ἀμφίπολοι, ξείνῳ βρῶσίν τε πόσιν τε.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, αἱ δʼ ἄρα τῆς μάλα μὲν κλύον ἠδʼ ἐπίθοντο,\nπὰρ δʼ ἄρʼ Ὀδυσσῆι ἔθεσαν βρῶσίν τε πόσιν τε.\nἦ τοι ὁ πῖνε καὶ ἦσθε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἁρπαλέως· δηρὸν γὰρ ἐδητύος ἦεν ἄπαστος.\nαὐτὰρ Ναυσικάα λευκώλενος ἄλλʼ ἐνόησεν·\nεἵματʼ ἄρα πτύξασα τίθει καλῆς ἐπʼ ἀπήνης,\nζεῦξεν δʼ ἡμιόνους κρατερώνυχας, ἂν δʼ ἔβη αὐτή,\nὤτρυνεν δʼ Ὀδυσῆα, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·",
    "en": "“Hush, my dears, for I want to say something. I believe the gods who live in heaven have sent this man to the Phaeacians. When I first saw him I thought him plain, but now his appearance is like that of the gods who dwell in heaven. I should like my future husband to be just such another as he is, if he would only stay here and not want to go away. However, give him something to eat and drink.”\nThey did as they were told, and set food before Ulysses, who ate and drank ravenously, for it was long since he had had food of any kind. Meanwhile, Nausicaa bethought her of another matter. She got the linen folded and placed in the waggon, she then yoked the mules, and, as she took her seat, she called Ulysses:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.255–272",
    "orig": "ὄρσεο δὴ νῦν, ξεῖνε, πόλινδʼ ἴμεν ὄφρα σε πέμψω\nπατρὸς ἐμοῦ πρὸς δῶμα δαΐφρονος, ἔνθα σέ φημι\nπάντων Φαιήκων εἰδησέμεν ὅσσοι ἄριστοι.\nἀλλὰ μάλʼ ὧδʼ ἔρδειν, δοκέεις δέ μοι οὐκ ἀπινύσσειν·\nὄφρʼ ἂν μέν κʼ ἀγροὺς ἴομεν καὶ ἔργʼ ἀνθρώπων,\nτόφρα σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι μεθʼ ἡμιόνους καὶ ἄμαξαν\nκαρπαλίμως ἔρχεσθαι· ἐγὼ δʼ ὁδὸν ἡγεμονεύσω.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν πόλιος ἐπιβήομεν, ἣν πέρι πύργος\nὑψηλός, καλὸς δὲ λιμὴν ἑκάτερθε πόληος,\nλεπτὴ δʼ εἰσίθμη· νῆες δʼ ὁδὸν ἀμφιέλισσαι\nεἰρύαται· πᾶσιν γὰρ ἐπίστιόν ἐστιν ἑκάστῳ.\nἔνθα δέ τέ σφʼ ἀγορὴ καλὸν Ποσιδήιον ἀμφίς,\nῥυτοῖσιν λάεσσι κατωρυχέεσσʼ ἀραρυῖα.\nἔνθα δὲ νηῶν ὅπλα μελαινάων ἀλέγουσι,\nπείσματα καὶ σπεῖρα, καὶ ἀποξύνουσιν ἐρετμά.\nοὐ γὰρ Φαιήκεσσι μέλει βιὸς οὐδὲ φαρέτρη,\nἀλλʼ ἱστοὶ καὶ ἐρετμὰ νεῶν καὶ νῆες ἐῖσαι,\nᾗσιν ἀγαλλόμενοι πολιὴν περόωσι θάλασσαν.",
    "en": "“Stranger,” said she, “rise and let us be going back to the town; I will introduce you at the house of my excellent father, where I can tell you that you will meet all the best people among the Phaeacians. But be sure and do as I bid you, for you seem to be a sensible person. As long as we are going past the fields and farm lands, follow briskly behind the waggon along with the maids and I will lead the way myself. Presently, however, we shall come to the town, where you will find a high wall running all round it, and a good harbour on either side with a narrow entrance into the city, and the ships will be drawn up by the road side, for every one has a place where his own ship can lie. You will see the market place with a temple of Neptune in the middle of it, and paved with large stones bedded in the earth. Here people deal in ship’s gear of all kinds, such as cables and sails, and here, too, are the places where oars are made, for the Phaeacians are not a nation of archers; they know nothing about bows and arrows, but are a sea-faring folk, and pride themselves on their masts, oars, and ships, with which they travel far over the sea."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.273–288",
    "orig": "τῶν ἀλεείνω φῆμιν ἀδευκέα, μή τις ὀπίσσω\nμωμεύῃ· μάλα δʼ εἰσὶν ὑπερφίαλοι κατὰ δῆμον·\nκαί νύ τις ὧδʼ εἴπῃσι κακώτερος ἀντιβολήσας·\nτίς δʼ ὅδε Ναυσικάᾳ ἕπεται καλός τε μέγας τε\nξεῖνος; ποῦ δέ μιν εὗρε; πόσις νύ οἱ ἔσσεται αὐτῇ.\nἦ τινά που πλαγχθέντα κομίσσατο ἧς ἀπὸ νηὸς\nἀνδρῶν τηλεδαπῶν, ἐπεὶ οὔ τινες ἐγγύθεν εἰσίν·\nἤ τίς οἱ εὐξαμένῃ πολυάρητος θεὸς ἦλθεν\nοὐρανόθεν καταβάς, ἕξει δέ μιν ἤματα πάντα.\nβέλτερον, εἰ καὐτή περ ἐποιχομένη πόσιν εὗρεν\nἄλλοθεν· ἦ γὰρ τούσδε γʼ ἀτιμάζει κατὰ δῆμον\nΦαίηκας, τοί μιν μνῶνται πολέες τε καὶ ἐσθλοί.\nὣς ἐρέουσιν, ἐμοὶ δέ κʼ ὀνείδεα ταῦτα γένοιτο.\nκαὶ δʼ ἄλλῃ νεμεσῶ, ἥ τις τοιαῦτά γε ῥέζοι,\nἥ τʼ ἀέκητι φίλων πατρὸς καὶ μητρὸς ἐόντων,\nἀνδράσι μίσγηται, πρίν γʼ ἀμφάδιον γάμον ἐλθεῖν.",
    "en": "“I am afraid of the gossip and scandal that may be set on foot against me later on; for the people here are very ill-natured, and some low fellow, if he met us, might say, ‘Who is this fine-looking stranger that is going about with Nausicaa? Where did she find him? I suppose she is going to marry him. Perhaps he is a vagabond sailor whom she has taken from some foreign vessel, for we have no neighbours; or some god has at last come down from heaven in answer to her prayers, and she is going to live with him all the rest of her life. It would be a good thing if she would take herself off and find a husband somewhere else, for she will not look at one of the many excellent young Phaeacians who are in love with her.’ This is the kind of disparaging remark that would be made about me, and I could not complain, for I should myself be scandalised at seeing any other girl do the like, and go about with men in spite of everybody, while her father and mother were still alive, and without having been married in the face of all the world."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.289–299",
    "orig": "ξεῖνε, σὺ δʼ ὦκʼ ἐμέθεν ξυνίει ἔπος, ὄφρα τάχιστα\nπομπῆς καὶ νόστοιο τύχῃς παρὰ πατρὸς ἐμοῖο.\nδήεις ἀγλαὸν ἄλσος Ἀθήνης ἄγχι κελεύθου\nαἰγείρων· ἐν δὲ κρήνη νάει, ἀμφὶ δὲ λειμών·\nἔνθα δὲ πατρὸς ἐμοῦ τέμενος τεθαλυῖά τʼ ἀλωή,\nτόσσον ἀπὸ πτόλιος, ὅσσον τε γέγωνε βοήσας.\nἔνθα καθεζόμενος μεῖναι χρόνον, εἰς ὅ κεν ἡμεῖς\nἄστυδε ἔλθωμεν καὶ ἱκώμεθα δώματα πατρός.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν ἡμέας ἔλπῃ ποτὶ δώματʼ ἀφῖχθαι,\nκαὶ τότε Φαιήκων ἴμεν ἐς πόλιν ἠδʼ ἐρέεσθαι\nδώματα πατρὸς ἐμοῦ μεγαλήτορος Ἀλκινόοιο.",
    "en": "“If, therefore, you want my father to give you an escort and to help you home, do as I bid you; you will see a beautiful grove of poplars by the road side dedicated to Minerva; it has a well in it and a meadow all round it. Here my father has a field of rich garden ground, about as far from the town as a man’s voice will carry. Sit down there and wait for a while till the rest of us can get into the town and reach my father’s house. Then, when you think we must have done this, come into the town and ask the way to the house of my father Alcinous."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.300–315",
    "orig": "ῥεῖα δʼ ἀρίγνωτʼ ἐστί, καὶ ἂν πάϊς ἡγήσαιτο\nνήπιος· οὐ μὲν γάρ τι ἐοικότα τοῖσι τέτυκται\nδώματα Φαιήκων, οἷος δόμος Ἀλκινόοιο\nἥρωος. ἀλλʼ ὁπότʼ ἄν σε δόμοι κεκύθωσι καὶ αὐλή,\nὦκα μάλα μεγάροιο διελθέμεν, ὄφρʼ ἂν ἵκηαι\nμητέρʼ ἐμήν· ἡ δʼ ἧσται ἐπʼ ἐσχάρῃ ἐν πυρὸς αὐγῇ,\nἠλάκατα στρωφῶσʼ ἁλιπόρφυρα, θαῦμα ἰδέσθαι,\nκίονι κεκλιμένη· δμωαὶ δέ οἱ εἵατʼ ὄπισθεν.\nἔνθα δὲ πατρὸς ἐμοῖο θρόνος ποτικέκλιται αὐτῇ,\nτῷ ὅ γε οἰνοποτάζει ἐφήμενος ἀθάνατος ὥς.\nτὸν παραμειψάμενος μητρὸς περὶ γούνασι χεῖρας\nβάλλειν ἡμετέρης, ἵνα νόστιμον ἦμαρ ἴδηαι\nχαίρων καρπαλίμως, εἰ καὶ μάλα τηλόθεν ἐσσί.\nεἴ κέν τοι κείνη γε φίλα φρονέῃσʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ,\nἐλπωρή τοι ἔπειτα φίλους τʼ ἰδέειν καὶ ἱκέσθαι\nοἶκον ἐυκτίμενον καὶ σὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.",
    "en": "You will have no difficulty in finding it; any child will point it out to you, for no one else in the whole town has anything like such a fine house as he has. When you have got past the gates and through the outer court, go right across the inner court till you come to my mother. You will find her sitting by the fire and spinning her purple wool by firelight. It is a fine sight to see her as she leans back against one of the bearing-posts with her maids all ranged behind her. Close to her seat stands that of my father, on which he sits and topes like an immortal god. Never mind him, but go up to my mother, and lay your hands upon her knees if you would get home quickly. If you can gain her over, you may hope to see your own country again, no matter how distant it may be.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 6.316–331",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσασʼ ἵμασεν μάστιγι φαεινῇ\nἡμιόνους· αἱ δʼ ὦκα λίπον ποταμοῖο ῥέεθρα.\nαἱ δʼ ἐὺ μὲν τρώχων, ἐὺ δὲ πλίσσοντο πόδεσσιν·\nἡ δὲ μάλʼ ἡνιόχευεν, ὅπως ἅμʼ ἑποίατο πεζοὶ\nἀμφίπολοί τʼ Ὀδυσεύς τε, νόῳ δʼ ἐπέβαλλεν ἱμάσθλην.\nδύσετό τʼ ἠέλιος καὶ τοὶ κλυτὸν ἄλσος ἵκοντο\nἱρὸν Ἀθηναίης, ἵνʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nαὐτίκʼ ἔπειτʼ ἠρᾶτο Διὸς κούρῃ μεγάλοιο·\nκλῦθί μευ, αἰγιόχοιο Διὸς τέκος, Ἀτρυτώνη·\nνῦν δή πέρ μευ ἄκουσον, ἐπεὶ πάρος οὔ ποτʼ ἄκουσας\nῥαιομένου, ὅτε μʼ ἔρραιε κλυτὸς ἐννοσίγαιος.\nδός μʼ ἐς Φαίηκας φίλον ἐλθεῖν ἠδʼ ἐλεεινόν.\nὣς ἔφατʼ εὐχόμενος, τοῦ δʼ ἔκλυε Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη.\nαὐτῷ δʼ οὔ πω φαίνετʼ ἐναντίη· αἴδετο γάρ ῥα\nπατροκασίγνητον· ὁ δʼ ἐπιζαφελῶς μενέαινεν\nἀντιθέῳ Ὀδυσῆι πάρος ἣν γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι.",
    "en": "So saying she lashed the mules with her whip and they left the river. The mules drew well, and their hoofs went up and down upon the road. She was careful not to go too fast for Ulysses and the maids who were following on foot along with the waggon, so she plied her whip with judgement. As the sun was going down they came to the sacred grove of Minerva, and there Ulysses sat down and prayed to the mighty daughter of Jove.\n“Hear me,” he cried, “daughter of Aegis-bearing Jove, unweariable, hear me now, for you gave no heed to my prayers when Neptune was wrecking me. Now, therefore, have pity upon me and grant that I may find friends and be hospitably received by the Phaeacians.”\nThus did he pray, and Minerva heard his prayer, but she would not show herself to him openly, for she was afraid of her uncle Neptune, who was still furious in his endeavors to prevent Ulysses from getting home."
   }
  ],
  "7": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.1–13",
    "orig": "ὧς ὁ μὲν ἔνθʼ ἠρᾶτο πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nκούρην δὲ προτὶ ἄστυ φέρεν μένος ἡμιόνοιιν.\nἡ δʼ ὅτε δὴ οὗ πατρὸς ἀγακλυτὰ δώμαθʼ ἵκανε,\nστῆσεν ἄρʼ ἐν προθύροισι, κασίγνητοι δέ μιν ἀμφὶς\nἵσταντʼ ἀθανάτοις ἐναλίγκιοι, οἵ ῥʼ ὑπʼ ἀπήνης\nἡμιόνους ἔλυον ἐσθῆτά τε ἔσφερον εἴσω.\nαὐτὴ δʼ ἐς θάλαμον ἑὸν ἤιε· δαῖε δέ οἱ πῦρ\nγρῆυς Ἀπειραίη, θαλαμηπόλος Εὐρυμέδουσα,\nτήν ποτʼ Ἀπείρηθεν νέες ἤγαγον ἀμφιέλισσαι·\nἈλκινόῳ δʼ αὐτὴν γέρας ἔξελον, οὕνεκα πᾶσιν\nΦαιήκεσσιν ἄνασσε, θεοῦ δʼ ὣς δῆμος ἄκουεν·\nἣ τρέφε Ναυσικάαν λευκώλενον ἐν μεγάροισιν.\nἥ οἱ πῦρ ἀνέκαιε καὶ εἴσω δόρπον ἐκόσμει.",
    "en": "Thus, then, did Ulysses wait and pray; but the girl drove on to the town. When she reached her father’s house she drew up at the gateway, and her brothers, comely as the gods, gathered round her, took the mules out of the waggon, and carried the clothes into the house, while she went to her own room, where an old servant, Eurymedusa of Apeira, lit the fire for her. This old woman had been brought by sea from Apeira, and had been chosen as a prize for Alcinous because he was king over the Phaeacians, and the people obeyed him as though he were a god. She had been nurse to Nausicaa, and had now lit the fire for her, and brought her supper for her into her own room."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.14–26",
    "orig": "καὶ τότʼ Ὀδυσσεὺς ὦρτο πόλινδʼ ἴμεν· ἀμφὶ δʼ Ἀθήνη\nπολλὴν ἠέρα χεῦε φίλα φρονέουσʼ Ὀδυσῆι,\nμή τις Φαιήκων μεγαθύμων ἀντιβολήσας\nκερτομέοι τʼ ἐπέεσσι καὶ ἐξερέοιθʼ ὅτις εἴη.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ ἄρʼ ἔμελλε πόλιν δύσεσθαι ἐραννήν,\nἔνθα οἱ ἀντεβόλησε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,\nπαρθενικῇ ἐικυῖα νεήνιδι, κάλπιν ἐχούσῃ.\nστῆ δὲ πρόσθʼ αὐτοῦ, ὁ δʼ ἀνείρετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ τέκος, οὐκ ἄν μοι δόμον ἀνέρος ἡγήσαιο\nἈλκινόου, ὃς τοῖσδε μετʼ ἀνθρώποισι ἀνάσσει;\nκαὶ γὰρ ἐγὼ ξεῖνος ταλαπείριος ἐνθάδʼ ἱκάνω\nτηλόθεν ἐξ ἀπίης γαίης· τῷ οὔ τινα οἶδα\nἀνθρώπων, οἳ τήνδε πόλιν καὶ γαῖαν ἔχουσιν.",
    "en": "Presently Ulysses got up to go towards the town; and Minerva shed a thick mist all round him to hide him in case any of the proud Phaeacians who met him should be rude to him, or ask him who he was. Then, as he was just entering the town, she came towards him in the likeness of a little girl carrying a pitcher. She stood right in front of him, and Ulysses said:\n“My dear, will you be so kind as to show me the house of king Alcinous? I am an unfortunate foreigner in distress, and do not know one in your town and country.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.27–47",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, ξεῖνε πάτερ, δόμον, ὅν με κελεύεις,\nδείξω, ἐπεί μοι πατρὸς ἀμύμονος ἐγγύθι ναίει.\nἀλλʼ ἴθι σιγῇ τοῖον, ἐγὼ δʼ ὁδὸν ἡγεμονεύσω,\nμηδέ τινʼ ἀνθρώπων προτιόσσεο μηδʼ ἐρέεινε.\nοὐ γὰρ ξείνους οἵδε μάλʼ ἀνθρώπους ἀνέχονται,\nοὐδʼ ἀγαπαζόμενοι φιλέουσʼ ὅς κʼ ἄλλοθεν ἔλθῃ.\nνηυσὶ θοῇσιν τοί γε πεποιθότες ὠκείῃσι\nλαῖτμα μέγʼ ἐκπερόωσιν, ἐπεί σφισι δῶκʼ ἐνοσίχθων·\nτῶν νέες ὠκεῖαι ὡς εἰ πτερὸν ἠὲ νόημα.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσασʼ ἡγήσατο Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη\nκαρπαλίμως· ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα μετʼ ἴχνια βαῖνε θεοῖο.\nτὸν δʼ ἄρα Φαίηκες ναυσικλυτοὶ οὐκ ἐνόησαν\nἐρχόμενον κατὰ ἄστυ διὰ σφέας· οὐ γὰρ Ἀθήνη\nεἴα ἐυπλόκαμος, δεινὴ θεός, ἥ ῥά οἱ ἀχλὺν\nθεσπεσίην κατέχευε φίλα φρονέουσʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ.\nθαύμαζεν δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς λιμένας καὶ νῆας ἐίσας\nαὐτῶν θʼ ἡρώων ἀγορὰς καὶ τείχεα μακρὰ\nὑψηλά, σκολόπεσσιν ἀρηρότα, θαῦμα ἰδέσθαι.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ βασιλῆος ἀγακλυτὰ δώμαθʼ ἵκοντο,\nτοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε θεά, γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·",
    "en": "Then Minerva said, “Yes, father stranger, I will show you the house you want, for Alcinous lives quite close to my own father. I will go before you and show the way, but say not a word as you go, and do not look at any man, nor ask him questions; for the people here cannot abide strangers, and do not like men who come from some other place. They are a sea-faring folk, and sail the seas by the grace of Neptune in ships that glide along like thought, or as a bird in the air.”\nOn this she led the way, and Ulysses followed in her steps; but not one of the Phaeacians could see him as he passed through the city in the midst of them; for the great goddess Minerva in her good will towards him had hidden him in a thick cloud of darkness. He admired their harbours, ships, places of assembly, and the lofty walls of the city, which, with the palisade on top of them, were very striking, and when they reached the king’s house Minerva said:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.48–60",
    "orig": "οὗτος δή τοι, ξεῖνε πάτερ, δόμος, ὅν με κελεύεις\nπεφραδέμεν· δήεις δὲ διοτρεφέας βασιλῆας\nδαίτην δαινυμένους· σὺ δʼ ἔσω κίε, μηδέ τι θυμῷ\nτάρβει· θαρσαλέος γὰρ ἀνὴρ ἐν πᾶσιν ἀμείνων\nἔργοισιν τελέθει, εἰ καί ποθεν ἄλλοθεν ἔλθοι.\nδέσποιναν μὲν πρῶτα κιχήσεαι ἐν μεγάροισιν·\nἈρήτη δʼ ὄνομʼ ἐστὶν ἐπώνυμον, ἐκ δὲ τοκήων\nτῶν αὐτῶν οἵ περ τέκον Ἀλκίνοον βασιλῆα.\nΝαυσίθοον μὲν πρῶτα Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων\nγείνατο καὶ Περίβοια, γυναικῶν εἶδος ἀρίστη,\nὁπλοτάτη θυγάτηρ μεγαλήτορος Εὐρυμέδοντος,\nὅς ποθʼ ὑπερθύμοισι Γιγάντεσσιν βασίλευεν.\nἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν ὤλεσε λαὸν ἀτάσθαλον, ὤλετο δʼ αὐτός·",
    "en": "“This is the house, father stranger, which you would have me show you. You will find a number of great people sitting at table, but do not be afraid; go straight in, for the bolder a man is the more likely he is to carry his point, even though he is a stranger. First find the queen. Her name is Arete, and she comes of the same family as her husband Alcinous. They both descend originally from Neptune, who was father to Nausithous by Periboea, a woman of great beauty. Periboea was the youngest daughter of Eurymedon, who at one time reigned over the giants, but he ruined his ill-fated people and lost his own life to boot."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.61–77",
    "orig": "τῇ δὲ Ποσειδάων ἐμίγη καὶ ἐγείνατο παῖδα\nΝαυσίθοον μεγάθυμον, ὃς ἐν Φαίηξιν ἄνασσε·\nΝαυσίθοος δʼ ἔτεκεν Ῥηξήνορά τʼ Ἀλκίνοόν τε.\nτὸν μὲν ἄκουρον ἐόντα βάλʼ ἀργυρότοξος Ἀπόλλων\nνυμφίον ἐν μεγάρῳ, μίαν οἴην παῖδα λιπόντα\nἈρήτην· τὴν δʼ Ἀλκίνοος ποιήσατʼ ἄκοιτιν,\nκαί μιν ἔτισʼ, ὡς οὔ τις ἐπὶ χθονὶ τίεται ἄλλη,\nὅσσαι νῦν γε γυναῖκες ὑπʼ ἀνδράσιν οἶκον ἔχουσιν.\nὣς κείνη περὶ κῆρι τετίμηταί τε καὶ ἔστιν\nἔκ τε φίλων παίδων ἔκ τʼ αὐτοῦ Ἀλκινόοιο\nκαὶ λαῶν, οἵ μίν ῥα θεὸν ὣς εἰσορόωντες\nδειδέχαται μύθοισιν, ὅτε στείχῃσʼ ἀνὰ ἄστυ.\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τι νόου γε καὶ αὐτὴ δεύεται ἐσθλοῦ·\nᾗσι τʼ ἐὺ φρονέῃσι καὶ ἀνδράσι νείκεα λύει.\nεἴ κέν τοι κείνη γε φίλα φρονέῃσʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ,\nἐλπωρή τοι ἔπειτα φίλους τʼ ἰδέειν καὶ ἱκέσθαι\nοἶκον ἐς ὑψόροφον καὶ σὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.",
    "en": "“Neptune, however, lay with his daughter, and she had a son by him, the great Nausithous, who reigned over the Phaeacians. Nausithous had two sons Rhexenor and Alcinous; Apollo killed the first of them while he was still a bridegroom and without male issue; but he left a daughter Arete, whom Alcinous married, and honours as no other woman is honoured of all those that keep house along with their husbands.\n“Thus she both was, and still is, respected beyond measure by her children, by Alcinous himself, and by the whole people, who look upon her as a goddess, and greet her whenever she goes about the city, for she is a thoroughly good woman both in head and heart, and when any women are friends of hers, she will help their husbands also to settle their disputes. If you can gain her good will, you may have every hope of seeing your friends again, and getting safely back to your home and country.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.78–90",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσασʼ ἀπέβη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἀτρύγετον, λίπε δὲ Σχερίην ἐρατεινήν,\nἵκετο δʼ ἐς Μαραθῶνα καὶ εὐρυάγυιαν Ἀθήνην,\nδῦνε δʼ Ἐρεχθῆος πυκινὸν δόμον. αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἈλκινόου πρὸς δώματʼ ἴε κλυτά· πολλὰ δέ οἱ κῆρ\nὥρμαινʼ ἱσταμένῳ, πρὶν χάλκεον οὐδὸν ἱκέσθαι.\nὥς τε γὰρ ἠελίου αἴγλη πέλεν ἠὲ σελήνης\nδῶμα καθʼ ὑψερεφὲς μεγαλήτορος Ἀλκινόοιο.\nχάλκεοι μὲν γὰρ τοῖχοι ἐληλέδατʼ ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα,\nἐς μυχὸν ἐξ οὐδοῦ, περὶ δὲ θριγκὸς κυάνοιο·\nχρύσειαι δὲ θύραι πυκινὸν δόμον ἐντὸς ἔεργον·\nσταθμοὶ δʼ ἀργύρεοι ἐν χαλκέῳ ἕστασαν οὐδῷ,\nἀργύρεον δʼ ἐφʼ ὑπερθύριον, χρυσέη δὲ κορώνη.",
    "en": "Then Minerva left Scheria and went away over the sea. She went to Marathon and to the spacious streets of Athens, where she entered the abode of Erechtheus; but Ulysses went on to the house of Alcinous, and he pondered much as he paused a while before reaching the threshold of bronze, for the splendour of the palace was like that of the sun or moon. The walls on either side were of bronze from end to end, and the cornice was of blue enamel. The doors were gold, and hung on pillars of silver that rose from a floor of bronze, while the lintel was silver and the hook of the door was of gold."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.91–111",
    "orig": "χρύσειοι δʼ ἑκάτερθε καὶ ἀργύρεοι κύνες ἦσαν,\nοὓς Ἥφαιστος ἔτευξεν ἰδυίῃσι πραπίδεσσι\nδῶμα φυλασσέμεναι μεγαλήτορος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nἀθανάτους ὄντας καὶ ἀγήρως ἤματα πάντα.\nἐν δὲ θρόνοι περὶ τοῖχον ἐρηρέδατʼ ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα,\nἐς μυχὸν ἐξ οὐδοῖο διαμπερές, ἔνθʼ ἐνὶ πέπλοι\nλεπτοὶ ἐύννητοι βεβλήατο, ἔργα γυναικῶν.\nἔνθα δὲ Φαιήκων ἡγήτορες ἑδριόωντο\nπίνοντες καὶ ἔδοντες· ἐπηετανὸν γὰρ ἔχεσκον.\nχρύσειοι δʼ ἄρα κοῦροι ἐυδμήτων ἐπὶ βωμῶν\nἕστασαν αἰθομένας δαΐδας μετὰ χερσὶν ἔχοντες,\nφαίνοντες νύκτας κατὰ δώματα δαιτυμόνεσσι.\nπεντήκοντα δέ οἱ δμωαὶ κατὰ δῶμα γυναῖκες\nαἱ μὲν ἀλετρεύουσι μύλῃς ἔπι μήλοπα καρπόν,\nαἱ δʼ ἱστοὺς ὑφόωσι καὶ ἠλάκατα στρωφῶσιν\nἥμεναι, οἷά τε φύλλα μακεδνῆς αἰγείροιο·\nκαιρουσσέων δʼ ὀθονέων ἀπολείβεται ὑγρὸν ἔλαιον.\nὅσσον Φαίηκες περὶ πάντων ἴδριες ἀνδρῶν\nνῆα θοὴν ἐνὶ πόντῳ ἐλαυνέμεν, ὣς δὲ γυναῖκες\nἱστῶν τεχνῆσσαι· πέρι γάρ σφισι δῶκεν Ἀθήνη\nἔργα τʼ ἐπίστασθαι περικαλλέα καὶ φρένας ἐσθλάς.",
    "en": "On either side there stood gold and silver mastiffs which Vulcan, with his consummate skill, had fashioned expressly to keep watch over the palace of king Alcinous; so they were immortal and could never grow old. Seats were ranged all along the wall, here and there from one end to the other, with coverings of fine woven work which the women of the house had made. Here the chief persons of the Phaeacians used to sit and eat and drink, for there was abundance at all seasons; and there were golden figures of young men with lighted torches in their hands, raised on pedestals, to give light by night to those who were at table. There are fifty maid servants in the house, some of whom are always grinding rich yellow grain at the mill, while others work at the loom, or sit and spin, and their shuttles go backwards and forwards like the fluttering of aspen leaves, while the linen is so closely woven that it will turn oil. As the Phaeacians are the best sailors in the world, so their women excel all others in weaving, for Minerva has taught them all manner of useful arts, and they are very intelligent."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.112–132",
    "orig": "ἔκτοσθεν δʼ αὐλῆς μέγας ὄρχατος ἄγχι θυράων\nτετράγυος· περὶ δʼ ἕρκος ἐλήλαται ἀμφοτέρωθεν.\nἔνθα δὲ δένδρεα μακρὰ πεφύκασι τηλεθόωντα,\nὄγχναι καὶ ῥοιαὶ καὶ μηλέαι ἀγλαόκαρποι\nσυκέαι τε γλυκεραὶ καὶ ἐλαῖαι τηλεθόωσαι.\nτάων οὔ ποτε καρπὸς ἀπόλλυται οὐδʼ ἀπολείπει\nχείματος οὐδὲ θέρευς, ἐπετήσιος· ἀλλὰ μάλʼ αἰεὶ\nΖεφυρίη πνείουσα τὰ μὲν φύει, ἄλλα δὲ πέσσει.\nὄγχνη ἐπʼ ὄγχνῃ γηράσκει, μῆλον δʼ ἐπὶ μήλῳ,\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὶ σταφυλῇ σταφυλή, σῦκον δʼ ἐπὶ σύκῳ.\nἔνθα δέ οἱ πολύκαρπος ἀλωὴ ἐρρίζωται,\nτῆς ἕτερον μὲν θειλόπεδον λευρῷ ἐνὶ χώρῳ\nτέρσεται ἠελίῳ, ἑτέρας δʼ ἄρα τε τρυγόωσιν,\nἄλλας δὲ τραπέουσι· πάροιθε δέ τʼ ὄμφακές εἰσιν\nἄνθος ἀφιεῖσαι, ἕτεραι δʼ ὑποπερκάζουσιν.\nἔνθα δὲ κοσμηταὶ πρασιαὶ παρὰ νείατον ὄρχον\nπαντοῖαι πεφύασιν, ἐπηετανὸν γανόωσαι·\nἐν δὲ δύω κρῆναι ἡ μέν τʼ ἀνὰ κῆπον ἅπαντα\nσκίδναται, ἡ δʼ ἑτέρωθεν ὑπʼ αὐλῆς οὐδὸν ἵησι\nπρὸς δόμον ὑψηλόν, ὅθεν ὑδρεύοντο πολῖται.\nτοῖʼ ἄρʼ ἐν Ἀλκινόοιο θεῶν ἔσαν ἀγλαὰ δῶρα.",
    "en": "Outside the gate of the outer court there is a large garden of about four acres with a wall all round it. It is full of beautiful trees, pears, pomegranates, and the most delicious apples. There are luscious figs also, and olives in full growth. The fruits never rot nor fail all the year round, neither winter nor summer, for the air is so soft that a new crop ripens before the old has dropped. Pear grows on pear, apple on apple, and fig on fig, and so also with the grapes, for there is an excellent vineyard: on the level ground of a part of this, the grapes are being made into raisins; in another part they are being gathered; some are being trodden in the wine tubs, others further on have shed their blossom and are beginning to show fruit, others again are just changing colour. In the furthest part of the ground there are beautifully arranged beds of flowers that are in bloom all the year round. Two streams go through it, the one turned in ducts throughout the whole garden, while the other is carried under the ground of the outer court to the house itself, and the town’s people draw water from it. Such, then, were the splendours with which the gods had endowed the house of king Alcinous."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.133–152",
    "orig": "ἔνθα στὰς θηεῖτο πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ πάντα ἑῷ θηήσατο θυμῷ,\nκαρπαλίμως ὑπὲρ οὐδὸν ἐβήσετο δώματος εἴσω.\nεὗρε δὲ Φαιήκων ἡγήτορας ἠδὲ μέδοντας\nσπένδοντας δεπάεσσιν ἐυσκόπῳ ἀργεϊφόντῃ,\nᾧ πυμάτῳ σπένδεσκον, ὅτε μνησαίατο κοίτου.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ βῆ διὰ δῶμα πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nπολλὴν ἠέρʼ ἔχων, ἥν οἱ περίχευεν Ἀθήνη,\nὄφρʼ ἵκετʼ Ἀρήτην τε καὶ Ἀλκίνοον βασιλῆα.\nἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρʼ Ἀρήτης βάλε γούνασι χεῖρας Ὀδυσσεύς,\nκαὶ τότε δή ῥʼ αὐτοῖο πάλιν χύτο θέσφατος ἀήρ.\nοἱ δʼ ἄνεῳ ἐγένοντο, δόμον κάτα φῶτα ἰδόντες·\nθαύμαζον δʼ ὁρόωντες. ὁ δὲ λιτάνευεν Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἈρήτη, θύγατερ Ῥηξήνορος ἀντιθέοιο,\nσόν τε πόσιν σά τε γούναθʼ ἱκάνω πολλὰ μογήσας\nτούσδε τε δαιτυμόνας· τοῖσιν θεοὶ ὄλβια δοῖεν\nζωέμεναι, καὶ παισὶν ἐπιτρέψειεν ἕκαστος\nκτήματʼ ἐνὶ μεγάροισι γέρας θʼ ὅ τι δῆμος ἔδωκεν·\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ πομπὴν ὀτρύνετε πατρίδʼ ἱκέσθαι\nθᾶσσον, ἐπεὶ δὴ δηθὰ φίλων ἄπο πήματα πάσχω.",
    "en": "So here Ulysses stood for a while and looked about him, but when he had looked long enough he crossed the threshold and went within the precincts of the house. There he found all the chief people among the Phaeacians making their drink offerings to Mercury, which they always did the last thing before going away for the night. He went straight through the court, still hidden by the cloak of darkness in which Minerva had enveloped him, till he reached Arete and King Alcinous; then he laid his hands upon the knees of the queen, and at that moment the miraculous darkness fell away from him and he became visible. Every one was speechless with surprise at seeing a man there, but Ulysses began at once with his petition.\n“Queen Arete,” he exclaimed, “daughter of great Rhexenor, in my distress I humbly pray you, as also your husband and these your guests (whom may heaven prosper with long life and happiness, and may they leave their possessions to their children, and all the honours conferred upon them by the state) to help me home to my own country as soon as possible; for I have been long in trouble and away from my friends.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.153–166",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετʼ ἐπʼ ἐσχάρῃ ἐν κονίῃσιν\nπὰρ πυρί· οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἀκὴν ἐγένοντο σιωπῇ.\nὀψὲ δὲ δὴ μετέειπε γέρων ἥρως Ἐχένηος,\nὃς δὴ Φαιήκων ἀνδρῶν προγενέστερος ἦεν\nκαὶ μύθοισι κέκαστο, παλαιά τε πολλά τε εἰδώς·\nὅ σφιν ἐὺ φρονέων ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπεν·\nἈλκίνοʼ, οὐ μέν τοι τόδε κάλλιον, οὐδὲ ἔοικε,\nξεῖνον μὲν χαμαὶ ἧσθαι ἐπʼ ἐσχάρῃ ἐν κονίῃσιν,\nοἵδε δὲ σὸν μῦθον ποτιδέγμενοι ἰσχανόωνται.\nἄλλʼ ἄγε δὴ ξεῖνον μὲν ἐπὶ θρόνου ἀργυροήλου\nεἷσον ἀναστήσας, σὺ δὲ κηρύκεσσι κέλευσον\nοἶνον ἐπικρῆσαι, ἵνα καὶ Διὶ τερπικεραύνῳ\nσπείσομεν, ὅς θʼ ἱκέτῃσιν ἅμʼ αἰδοίοισιν ὀπηδεῖ·\nδόρπον δὲ ξείνῳ ταμίη δότω ἔνδον ἐόντων.",
    "en": "Then he sat down on the hearth among the ashes and they all held their peace, till presently the old hero Echeneus, who was an excellent speaker and an elder among the Phaeacians, plainly and in all honesty addressed them thus:\n“Alcinous,” said he, “it is not creditable to you that a stranger should be seen sitting among the ashes of your hearth; every one is waiting to hear what you are about to say; tell him, then, to rise and take a seat on a stool inlaid with silver, and bid your servants mix some wine and water that we may make a drink offering to Jove the lord of thunder, who takes all well disposed suppliants under his protection; and let the housekeeper give him some supper, of whatever there may be in the house.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.167–185",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ τό γʼ ἄκουσʼ ἱερὸν μένος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nχειρὸς ἑλὼν Ὀδυσῆα δαΐφρονα ποικιλομήτην\nὦρσεν ἀπʼ ἐσχαρόφιν καὶ ἐπὶ θρόνου εἷσε φαεινοῦ,\nυἱὸν ἀναστήσας ἀγαπήνορα Λαοδάμαντα,\nὅς οἱ πλησίον ἷζε, μάλιστα δέ μιν φιλέεσκεν.\nχέρνιβα δʼ ἀμφίπολος προχόῳ ἐπέχευε φέρουσα\nκαλῇ χρυσείῃ ὑπὲρ ἀργυρέοιο λέβητος,\nνίψασθαι· παρὰ δὲ ξεστὴν ἐτάνυσσε τράπεζαν.\nσῖτον δʼ αἰδοίη ταμίη παρέθηκε φέρουσα,\nεἴδατα πόλλʼ ἐπιθεῖσα, χαριζομένη παρεόντων.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ πῖνε καὶ ἦσθε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nκαὶ τότε κήρυκα προσέφη μένος Ἀλκινόοιο·\nΠοντόνοε, κρητῆρα κερασσάμενος μέθυ νεῖμον\nπᾶσιν ἀνὰ μέγαρον, ἵνα καὶ Διὶ τερπικεραύνῳ\nσπείσομεν, ὅς θʼ ἱκέτῃσιν ἅμʼ αἰδοίοισιν ὀπηδεῖ.\nὣς φάτο, Ποντόνοος δὲ μελίφρονα οἶνον ἐκίρνα,\nνώμησεν δʼ ἄρα πᾶσιν ἐπαρξάμενος δεπάεσσιν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ σπεῖσάν τʼ ἔπιόν θʼ, ὅσον ἤθελε θυμός,\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀλκίνοος ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπε·",
    "en": "When Alcinous heard this he took Ulysses by the hand, raised him from the hearth, and bade him take the seat of Laodamas, who had been sitting beside him, and was his favourite son. A maid servant then brought him water in a beautiful golden ewer and poured it into a silver basin for him to wash his hands, and she drew a clean table beside him; an upper servant brought him bread and offered him many good things of what there was in the house, and Ulysses ate and drank. Then Alcinous said to one of the servants, “Pontonous, mix a cup of wine and hand it round that we may make drink-offerings to Jove the lord of thunder, who is the protector of all well-disposed suppliants.”\nPontonous then mixed wine and water, and handed it round after giving every man his drink-offering. When they had made their offerings, and had drunk each as much as he was minded, Alcinous said:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.186–206",
    "orig": "κέκλυτε, Φαιήκων ἡγήτορες ἠδὲ μέδοντες\nὄφρʼ εἴπω τά με θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι κελεύει.\nνῦν μὲν δαισάμενοι κατακείετε οἴκαδʼ ἰόντες·\nἠῶθεν δὲ γέροντας ἐπὶ πλέονας καλέσαντες\nξεῖνον ἐνὶ μεγάροις ξεινίσσομεν ἠδὲ θεοῖσιν\nῥέξομεν ἱερὰ καλά, ἔπειτα δὲ καὶ περὶ πομπῆς\nμνησόμεθʼ, ὥς χʼ ὁ ξεῖνος ἄνευθε πόνου καὶ ἀνίης\nπομπῇ ὑφʼ ἡμετέρῃ ἣν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἵκηται\nχαίρων καρπαλίμως, εἰ καὶ μάλα τηλόθεν ἐστί,\nμηδέ τι μεσσηγύς γε κακὸν καὶ πῆμα πάθῃσι,\nπρίν γε τὸν ἧς γαίης ἐπιβήμεναι· ἔνθα δʼ ἔπειτα\nπείσεται, ἅσσα οἱ αἶσα κατὰ κλῶθές τε βαρεῖαι\nγιγνομένῳ νήσαντο λίνῳ, ὅτε μιν τέκε μήτηρ.\nεἰ δέ τις ἀθανάτων γε κατʼ οὐρανοῦ εἰλήλουθεν,\nἄλλο τι δὴ τόδʼ ἔπειτα θεοὶ περιμηχανόωνται.\nαἰεὶ γὰρ τὸ πάρος γε θεοὶ φαίνονται ἐναργεῖς\nἡμῖν, εὖτʼ ἔρδωμεν ἀγακλειτὰς ἑκατόμβας,\nδαίνυνταί τε παρʼ ἄμμι καθήμενοι ἔνθα περ ἡμεῖς.\nεἰ δʼ ἄρα τις καὶ μοῦνος ἰὼν ξύμβληται ὁδίτης,\nοὔ τι κατακρύπτουσιν, ἐπεί σφισιν ἐγγύθεν εἰμέν,\nὥς περ Κύκλωπές τε καὶ ἄγρια φῦλα Γιγάντων.",
    "en": "“Aldermen and town councillors of the Phaeacians, hear my words. You have had your supper, so now go home to bed. To-morrow morning I shall invite a still larger number of aldermen, and will give a sacrificial banquet in honour of our guest; we can then discuss the question of his escort, and consider how we may at once send him back rejoicing to his own country without trouble or inconvenience to himself, no matter how distant it may be. We must see that he comes to no harm while on his homeward journey, but when he is once at home he will have to take the luck he was born with for better or worse like other people. It is possible, however, that the stranger is one of the immortals who has come down from heaven to visit us; but in this case the gods are departing from their usual practice, for hitherto they have made themselves perfectly clear to us when we have been offering them hecatombs. They come and sit at our feasts just like one of our selves, and if any solitary wayfarer happens to stumble upon some one or other of them, they affect no concealment, for we are as near of kin to the gods as the Cyclopes and the savage giants are.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.207–225",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἈλκίνοʼ, ἄλλο τί τοι μελέτω φρεσίν· οὐ γὰρ ἐγώ γε\nἀθανάτοισιν ἔοικα, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν,\nοὐ δέμας οὐδὲ φυήν, ἀλλὰ θνητοῖσι βροτοῖσιν.\nοὕς τινας ὑμεῖς ἴστε μάλιστʼ ὀχέοντας ὀιζὺν\nἀνθρώπων, τοῖσίν κεν ἐν ἄλγεσιν ἰσωσαίμην.\nκαὶ δʼ ἔτι κεν καὶ μᾶλλον ἐγὼ κακὰ μυθησαίμην,\nὅσσα γε δὴ ξύμπαντα θεῶν ἰότητι μόγησα.\nἀλλʼ ἐμὲ μὲν δορπῆσαι ἐάσατε κηδόμενόν περ·\nοὐ γάρ τι στυγερῇ ἐπὶ γαστέρι κύντερον ἄλλο\nἔπλετο, ἥ τʼ ἐκέλευσεν ἕο μνήσασθαι ἀνάγκῃ\nκαὶ μάλα τειρόμενον καὶ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ πένθος ἔχοντα,\nὡς καὶ ἐγὼ πένθος μὲν ἔχω φρεσίν, ἡ δὲ μάλʼ αἰεὶ\nἐσθέμεναι κέλεται καὶ πινέμεν, ἐκ δέ με πάντων\nληθάνει ὅσσʼ ἔπαθον, καὶ ἐνιπλησθῆναι ἀνώγει.\nὑμεῖς δʼ ὀτρύνεσθαι ἅμʼ ἠοῖ φαινομένηφιν,\nὥς κʼ ἐμὲ τὸν δύστηνον ἐμῆς ἐπιβήσετε πάτρης\nκαί περ πολλὰ παθόντα· ἰδόντα με καὶ λίποι αἰὼν\nκτῆσιν ἐμήν, δμῶάς τε καὶ ὑψερεφὲς μέγα δῶμα.",
    "en": "Then Ulysses said: “Pray, Alcinous, do not take any such notion into your head. I have nothing of the immortal about me, neither in body nor mind, and most resemble those among you who are the most afflicted. Indeed, were I to tell you all that heaven has seen fit to lay upon me, you would say that I was still worse off than they are. Nevertheless, let me sup in spite of sorrow, for an empty stomach is a very importunate thing, and thrusts itself on a man’s notice no matter how dire is his distress. I am in great trouble, yet it insists that I shall eat and drink, bids me lay aside all memory of my sorrows and dwell only on the due replenishing of itself. As for yourselves, do as you propose, and at break of day set about helping me to get home. I shall be content to die if I may first once more behold my property, my bondsmen, and all the greatness of my house.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.226–239",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἐπῄνεον ἠδʼ ἐκέλευον\nπεμπέμεναι τὸν ξεῖνον, ἐπεὶ κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπεν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ σπεῖσάν τʼ ἔπιον θʼ ὅσον ἤθελε θυμός,\nοἱ μὲν κακκείοντες ἔβαν οἶκόνδε ἕκαστος,\nαὐτὰρ ὁ ἐν μεγάρῳ ὑπελείπετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nπὰρ δέ οἱ Ἀρήτη τε καὶ Ἀλκίνοος θεοειδὴς\nἥσθην· ἀμφίπολοι δʼ ἀπεκόσμεον ἔντεα δαιτός.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀρήτη λευκώλενος ἤρχετο μύθων·\nἔγνω γὰρ φᾶρός τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματʼ ἰδοῦσα\nκαλά, τά ῥʼ αὐτὴ τεῦξε σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξί·\nκαί μιν φωνήσασʼ ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nξεῖνε, τὸ μέν σε πρῶτον ἐγὼν εἰρήσομαι αὐτή·\nτίς πόθεν εἰς ἀνδρῶν; τίς τοι τάδε εἵματʼ ἔδωκεν;\nοὐ δὴ φῆς ἐπὶ πόντον ἀλώμενος ἐνθάδʼ ἱκέσθαι;",
    "en": "Thus did he speak. Every one approved his saying, and agreed that he should have his escort inasmuch as he had spoken reasonably. Then when they had made their drink offerings, and had drunk each as much as he was minded they went home to bed every man in his own abode, leaving Ulysses in the cloister with Arete and Alcinous while the servants were taking the things away after supper. Arete was the first to speak, for she recognised the shirt, cloak, and good clothes that Ulysses was wearing, as the work of herself and of her maids; so she said, “Stranger, before we go any further, there is a question I should like to ask you. Who, and whence are you, and who gave you those clothes? Did you not say you had come here from beyond the sea?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.240–258",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἀργαλέον, βασίλεια, διηνεκέως ἀγορεῦσαι\nκήδεʼ, ἐπεί μοι πολλὰ δόσαν θεοὶ Οὐρανίωνες·\nτοῦτο δέ τοι ἐρέω ὅ μʼ ἀνείρεαι ἠδὲ μεταλλᾷς.\nὨγυγίη τις νῆσος ἀπόπροθεν εἰν ἁλὶ κεῖται·\nἔνθα μὲν Ἄτλαντος θυγάτηρ, δολόεσσα Καλυψὼ\nναίει ἐυπλόκαμος, δεινὴ θεός· οὐδέ τις αὐτῇ\nμίσγεται οὔτε θεῶν οὔτε θνητῶν ἀνθρώπων.\nἀλλʼ ἐμὲ τὸν δύστηνον ἐφέστιον ἤγαγε δαίμων\nοἶον, ἐπεί μοι νῆα θοὴν ἀργῆτι κεραυνῷ\nΖεὺς ἔλσας ἐκέασσε μέσῳ ἐνὶ οἴνοπι πόντῳ.\nἔνθʼ ἄλλοι μὲν πάντες ἀπέφθιθεν ἐσθλοὶ ἑταῖροι,\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ τρόπιν ἀγκὰς ἑλὼν νεὸς ἀμφιελίσσης\nἐννῆμαρ φερόμην· δεκάτῃ δέ με νυκτὶ μελαίνῃ\nνῆσον ἐς Ὠγυγίην πέλασαν θεοί, ἔνθα Καλυψὼ\nναίει ἐυπλόκαμος, δεινὴ θεός, ἥ με λαβοῦσα\nἐνδυκέως ἐφίλει τε καὶ ἔτρεφεν ἠδὲ ἔφασκε\nθήσειν ἀθάνατον καὶ ἀγήραον ἤματα πάντα·\nἀλλʼ ἐμὸν οὔ ποτε θυμὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἔπειθεν.",
    "en": "And Ulysses answered, “It would be a long story Madam, were I to relate in full the tale of my misfortunes, for the hand of heaven has been laid heavy upon me; but as regards your question, there is an island far away in the sea which is called ‘the Ogygian.’ Here dwells the cunning and powerful goddess Calypso, daughter of Atlas. She lives by herself far from all neighbours human or divine. Fortune, however, brought me to her hearth all desolate and alone, for Jove struck my ship with his thunderbolts, and broke it up in mid-ocean. My brave comrades were drowned every man of them, but I stuck to the keel and was carried hither and thither for the space of nine days, till at last during the darkness of the tenth night the gods brought me to the Ogygian island where the great goddess Calypso lives. She took me in and treated me with the utmost kindness; indeed she wanted to make me immortal that I might never grow old, but she could not persuade me to let her do so."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.259–277",
    "orig": "ἔνθα μὲν ἑπτάετες μένον ἔμπεδον, εἵματα δʼ αἰεὶ\nδάκρυσι δεύεσκον, τά μοι ἄμβροτα δῶκε Καλυψώ·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ ὀγδόατόν μοι ἐπιπλόμενον ἔτος ἦλθεν,\nκαὶ τότε δή μʼ ἐκέλευσεν ἐποτρύνουσα νέεσθαι\nΖηνὸς ὑπʼ ἀγγελίης, ἢ καὶ νόος ἐτράπετʼ αὐτῆς.\nπέμπε δʼ ἐπὶ σχεδίης πολυδέσμου, πολλὰ δʼ ἔδωκε,\nσῖτον καὶ μέθυ ἡδύ, καὶ ἄμβροτα εἵματα ἕσσεν,\nοὖρον δὲ προέηκεν ἀπήμονά τε λιαρόν τε.\nἑπτὰ δὲ καὶ δέκα μὲν πλέον ἤματα ποντοπορεύων,\nὀκτωκαιδεκάτῃ δʼ ἐφάνη ὄρεα σκιόεντα\nγαίης ὑμετέρης, γήθησε δέ μοι φίλον ἦτορ\nδυσμόρῳ· ἦ γὰρ ἔμελλον ἔτι ξυνέσεσθαι ὀιζυῖ\nπολλῇ, τήν μοι ἐπῶρσε Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων,\nὅς μοι ἐφορμήσας ἀνέμους κατέδησε κέλευθον,\nὤρινεν δὲ θάλασσαν ἀθέσφατον, οὐδέ τι κῦμα\nεἴα ἐπὶ σχεδίης ἁδινὰ στενάχοντα φέρεσθαι.\nτὴν μὲν ἔπειτα θύελλα διεσκέδασʼ· αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γε\nνηχόμενος τόδε λαῖτμα διέτμαγον, ὄφρα με γαίῃ\nὑμετέρῃ ἐπέλασσε φέρων ἄνεμός τε καὶ ὕδωρ.",
    "en": "“I stayed with Calypso seven years straight on end, and watered the good clothes she gave me with my tears during the whole time; but at last when the eighth year came round she bade me depart of her own free will, either because Jove had told her she must, or because she had changed her mind. She sent me from her island on a raft, which she provisioned with abundance of bread and wine. Moreover she gave me good stout clothing, and sent me a wind that blew both warm and fair. Days seven and ten did I sail over the sea, and on the eighteenth I caught sight of the first outlines of the mountains upon your coast, and glad indeed was I to set eyes upon them. Nevertheless there was still much trouble in store for me, for at this point Neptune would let me go no further, and raised a great storm against me; the sea was so terribly high that I could no longer keep to my raft, which went to pieces under the fury of the gale, and I had to swim for it, till wind and current brought me to your shores."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.278–297",
    "orig": "ἔνθα κέ μʼ ἐκβαίνοντα βιήσατο κῦμʼ ἐπὶ χέρσου,\nπέτρῃς πρὸς μεγάλῃσι βαλὸν καὶ ἀτερπέι χώρῳ·\nἀλλʼ ἀναχασσάμενος νῆχον πάλιν, ἧος ἐπῆλθον\nἐς ποταμόν, τῇ δή μοι ἐείσατο χῶρος ἄριστος,\nλεῖος πετράων, καὶ ἐπὶ σκέπας ἦν ἀνέμοιο.\nἐκ δʼ ἔπεσον θυμηγερέων, ἐπὶ δʼ ἀμβροσίη νὺξ\nἤλυθʼ. ἐγὼ δʼ ἀπάνευθε διιπετέος ποταμοῖο\nἐκβὰς ἐν θάμνοισι κατέδραθον, ἀμφὶ δὲ φύλλα\nἠφυσάμην· ὕπνον δὲ θεὸς κατʼ ἀπείρονα χεῦεν.\nἔνθα μὲν ἐν φύλλοισι φίλον τετιημένος ἦτορ\nεὗδον παννύχιος καὶ ἐπʼ ἠῶ καὶ μέσον ἦμαρ.\nδείλετό τʼ ἠέλιος καί με γλυκὺς ὕπνος ἀνῆκεν.\nἀμφιπόλους δʼ ἐπὶ θινὶ τεῆς ἐνόησα θυγατρὸς\nπαιζούσας, ἐν δʼ αὐτὴ ἔην ἐικυῖα θεῇσι·\nτὴν ἱκέτευσʼ· ἡ δʼ οὔ τι νοήματος ἤμβροτεν ἐσθλοῦ,\nὡς οὐκ ἂν ἔλποιο νεώτερον ἀντιάσαντα\nἐρξέμεν· αἰεὶ γάρ τε νεώτεροι ἀφραδέουσιν.\nἥ μοι σῖτον ἔδωκεν ἅλις ἠδʼ αἴθοπα οἶνον\nκαὶ λοῦσʼ ἐν ποταμῷ καί μοι τάδε εἵματʼ ἔδωκε.\nταῦτά τοι ἀχνύμενός περ ἀληθείην κατέλεξα.",
    "en": "“There I tried to land, but could not, for it was a bad place and the waves dashed me against the rocks, so I again took to the sea and swam on till I came to a river that seemed the most likely landing place, for there were no rocks and it was sheltered from the wind. Here, then, I got out of the water and gathered my senses together again. Night was coming on, so I left the river, and went into a thicket, where I covered myself all over with leaves, and presently heaven sent me off into a very deep sleep. Sick and sorry as I was I slept among the leaves all night, and through the next day till afternoon, when I woke as the sun was westering, and saw your daughter’s maid servants playing upon the beach, and your daughter among them looking like a goddess. I besought her aid, and she proved to be of an excellent disposition, much more so than could be expected from so young a person, for young people are apt to be thoughtless. She gave me plenty of bread and wine, and when she had had me washed in the river she also gave me the clothes in which you see me. Now, therefore, though it has pained me to do so, I have told you the whole truth.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.298–316",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀλκίνοος ἀπαμείβετο φώνησέν τε·\nξεῖνʼ, ἦ τοι μὲν τοῦτό γʼ ἐναίσιμον οὐκ ἐνόησε\nπαῖς ἐμή, οὕνεκά σʼ οὔ τι μετʼ ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξὶν\nἦγεν ἐς ἡμέτερον, σὺ δʼ ἄρα πρώτην ἱκέτευσας.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἥρως, μή τοι τοὔνεκʼ ἀμύμονα νείκεε κούρην·\nἡ μὲν γάρ μʼ ἐκέλευε σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισιν ἕπεσθαι,\nἀλλʼ ἐγὼ οὐκ ἔθελον δείσας αἰσχυνόμενός τε,\nμή πως καὶ σοὶ θυμὸς ἐπισκύσσαιτο ἰδόντι·\nδύσζηλοι γάρ τʼ εἰμὲν ἐπὶ χθονὶ φῦλʼ ἀνθρώπων.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀλκίνοος ἀπαμείβετο φώνησέν τε·\nξεῖνʼ, οὔ μοι τοιοῦτον ἐνὶ στήθεσσι φίλον κῆρ\nμαψιδίως κεχολῶσθαι· ἀμείνω δʼ αἴσιμα πάντα.\nαἲ γάρ, Ζεῦ τε πάτερ καὶ Ἀθηναίη καὶ Ἄπολλον,\nτοῖος ἐὼν οἷός ἐσσι, τά τε φρονέων ἅ τʼ ἐγώ περ,\nπαῖδά τʼ ἐμὴν ἐχέμεν καὶ ἐμὸς γαμβρὸς καλέεσθαι\nαὖθι μένων· οἶκον δέ κʼ ἐγὼ καὶ κτήματα δοίην,\nεἴ κʼ ἐθέλων γε μένοις· ἀέκοντα δέ σʼ οὔ τις ἐρύξει\nΦαιήκων· μὴ τοῦτο φίλον Διὶ πατρὶ γένοιτο.",
    "en": "Then Alcinous said, “Stranger, it was very wrong of my daughter not to bring you on at once to my house along with the maids, seeing that she was the first person whose aid you asked.”\n“Pray do not scold her,” replied Ulysses; “she is not to blame. She did tell me to follow along with the maids, but I was ashamed and afraid, for I thought you might perhaps be displeased if you saw me. Every human being is sometimes a little suspicious and irritable.”\n“Stranger,” replied Alcinous, “I am not the kind of man to get angry about nothing; it is always better to be reasonable; but by Father Jove, Minerva, and Apollo, now that I see what kind of person you are, and how much you think as I do, I wish you would stay here, marry my daughter, and become my son-in-law."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.317–333",
    "orig": "πομπὴν δʼ ἐς τόδʼ ἐγὼ τεκμαίρομαι, ὄφρʼ ἐὺ εἰδῇς,\nαὔριον ἔς· τῆμος δὲ σὺ μὲν δεδμημένος ὕπνῳ\nλέξεαι, οἱ δʼ ἐλόωσι γαλήνην, ὄφρʼ ἂν ἵκηαι\nπατρίδα σὴν καὶ δῶμα, καὶ εἴ πού τοι φίλον ἐστίν,\nεἴ περ καὶ μάλα πολλὸν ἑκαστέρω ἔστʼ Εὐβοίης,\nτήν περ τηλοτάτω φάσʼ ἔμμεναι, οἵ μιν ἴδοντο\nλαῶν ἡμετέρων, ὅτε τε ξανθὸν Ῥαδάμανθυν\nἦγον ἐποψόμενον Τιτυὸν Γαιήιον υἱόν.\nκαὶ μὲν οἱ ἔνθʼ ἦλθον καὶ ἄτερ καμάτοιο τέλεσσαν\nἤματι τῷ αὐτῷ καὶ ἀπήνυσαν οἴκαδʼ ὀπίσσω.\nεἰδήσεις δὲ καὶ αὐτὸς ἐνὶ φρεσὶν ὅσσον ἄρισται\nνῆες ἐμαὶ καὶ κοῦροι ἀναρρίπτειν ἅλα πηδῷ.\nὣς φάτο, γήθησεν δὲ πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nεὐχόμενος δʼ ἄρα εἶπεν, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nΖεῦ πάτερ, αἴθʼ ὅσα εἶπε τελευτήσειεν ἅπαντα\nἈλκίνοος· τοῦ μέν κεν ἐπὶ ζείδωρον ἄρουραν\nἄσβεστον κλέος εἴη, ἐγὼ δέ κε πατρίδʼ ἱκοίμην.",
    "en": "If you will stay I will give you a house and an estate, but no one (heaven forbid) shall keep you here against your own wish, and that you may be sure of this I will attend tomorrow to the matter of your escort. You can sleep during the whole voyage if you like, and the men shall sail you over smooth waters either to your own home, or wherever you please, even though it be a long way further off than Euboea, which those of my people who saw it when they took yellow-haired Rhadamanthus to see Tityus the son of Gaia, tell me is the furthest of any place, and yet they did the whole voyage in a single day without distressing themselves, and came back again afterwards. You will thus see how much my ships excel all others, and what magnificent oarsmen my sailors are.”\nThen was Ulysses glad and prayed aloud saying, “Father Jove, grant that Alcinous may do all as he has said, for so he will win an imperishable name among mankind, and at the same time I shall return to my country.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 7.334–347",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον·\nκέκλετο δʼ Ἀρήτη λευκώλενος ἀμφιπόλοισιν\nδέμνιʼ ὑπʼ αἰθούσῃ θέμεναι καὶ ῥήγεα καλὰ\nπορφύρεʼ ἐμβαλέειν, στορέσαι τʼ ἐφύπερθε τάπητας\nχλαίνας τʼ ἐνθέμεναι οὔλας καθύπερθεν ἕσασθαι.\nαἱ δʼ ἴσαν ἐκ μεγάροιο δάος μετὰ χερσὶν ἔχουσαι·\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ στόρεσαν πυκινὸν λέχος ἐγκονέουσαι,\nὤτρυνον δʼ Ὀδυσῆα παριστάμεναι ἐπέεσσιν·\nὄρσο κέων, ὦ ξεῖνε· πεποίηται δέ τοι εὐνή.\nὣς φάν, τῷ δʼ ἀσπαστὸν ἐείσατο κοιμηθῆναι.\nὣς ὁ μὲν ἔνθα καθεῦδε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nτρητοῖς ἐν λεχέεσσιν ὑπʼ αἰθούσῃ ἐριδούπῳ·\nἈλκίνοος δʼ ἄρα λέκτο μυχῷ δόμου ὑψηλοῖο,\nπὰρ δὲ γυνὴ δέσποινα λέχος πόρσυνε καὶ εὐνήν.",
    "en": "Thus did they converse. Then Arete told her maids to set a bed in the room that was in the gatehouse, and make it with good red rugs, and to spread coverlets on the top of them with woollen cloaks for Ulysses to wear. The maids thereon went out with torches in their hands, and when they had made the bed they came up to Ulysses and said, “Rise, sir stranger, and come with us for your bed is ready,” and glad indeed was he to go to his rest.\nSo Ulysses slept in a bed placed in a room over the echoing gateway; but Alcinous lay in the inner part of the house, with the queen his wife by his side."
   }
  ],
  "8": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.1–14",
    "orig": "ἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nὤρνυτʼ ἄρʼ ἐξ εὐνῆς ἱερὸν μένος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nἂν δʼ ἄρα διογενὴς ὦρτο πτολίπορθος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nτοῖσιν δʼ ἡγεμόνευʼ ἱερὸν μένος Ἀλκινόοιο\nΦαιήκων ἀγορήνδʼ, ἥ σφιν παρὰ νηυσὶ τέτυκτο.\nἐλθόντες δὲ καθῖζον ἐπὶ ξεστοῖσι λίθοισι\nπλησίον. ἡ δʼ ἀνὰ ἄστυ μετῴχετο Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη\nεἰδομένη κήρυκι δαΐφρονος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nνόστον Ὀδυσσῆι μεγαλήτορι μητιόωσα,\nκαί ῥα ἑκάστῳ φωτὶ παρισταμένη φάτο μῦθον·\nδεῦτʼ ἄγε, Φαιήκων ἡγήτορες ἠδὲ μέδοντες,\nεἰς ἀγορὴν ἰέναι, ὄφρα ξείνοιο πύθησθε,\nὃς νέον Ἀλκινόοιο δαΐφρονος ἵκετο δῶμα\nπόντον ἐπιπλαγχθείς, δέμας ἀθανάτοισιν ὁμοῖος.",
    "en": "Now when the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, Alcinous and Ulysses both rose, and Alcinous led the way to the Phaeacian place of assembly, which was near the ships. When they got there they sat down side by side on a seat of polished stone, while Minerva took the form of one of Alcinous’ servants, and went round the town in order to help Ulysses to get home. She went up to the citizens, man by man, and said, “Aldermen and town councillors of the Phaeacians, come to the assembly all of you and listen to the stranger who has just come off a long voyage to the house of King Alcinous; he looks like an immortal god.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.15–31",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰποῦσʼ ὤτρυνε μένος καὶ θυμὸν ἑκάστου.\nκαρπαλίμως δʼ ἔμπληντο βροτῶν ἀγοραί τε καὶ ἕδραι\nἀγρομένων· πολλοὶ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐθηήσαντο ἰδόντες\nυἱὸν Λαέρταο δαΐφρονα· τῷ δʼ ἄρʼ Ἀθήνη\nθεσπεσίην κατέχευε χάριν κεφαλῇ τε καὶ ὤμοις\nκαί μιν μακρότερον καὶ πάσσονα θῆκεν ἰδέσθαι,\nὥς κεν Φαιήκεσσι φίλος πάντεσσι γένοιτο\nδεινός τʼ αἰδοῖός τε καὶ ἐκτελέσειεν ἀέθλους\nπολλούς, τοὺς Φαίηκες ἐπειρήσαντʼ Ὀδυσῆος.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἤγερθεν ὁμηγερέες τʼ ἐγένοντο,\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀλκίνοος ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπε·\nκέκλυτε, Φαιήκων ἡγήτορες ἠδὲ μέδοντες,\nὄφρʼ εἴπω τά με θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι κελεύει.\nξεῖνος ὅδʼ, οὐκ οἶδʼ ὅς τις, ἀλώμενος ἵκετʼ ἐμὸν δῶ,\nἠὲ πρὸς ἠοίων ἦ ἑσπερίων ἀνθρώπων·\nπομπὴν δʼ ὀτρύνει, καὶ λίσσεται ἔμπεδον εἶναι.\nἡμεῖς δʼ, ὡς τὸ πάρος περ, ἐποτρυνώμεθα πομπήν.",
    "en": "With these words she made them all want to come, and they flocked to the assembly till seats and standing room were alike crowded. Every one was struck with the appearance of Ulysses, for Minerva had beautified him about the head and shoulders, making him look taller and stouter than he really was, that he might impress the Phaeacians favourably as being a very remarkable man, and might come off well in the many trials of skill to which they would challenge him. Then, when they were got together, Alcinous spoke:\n“Hear me,” said he, “aldermen and town councillors of the Phaeacians, that I may speak even as I am minded. This stranger, whoever he may be, has found his way to my house from somewhere or other either East or West. He wants an escort and wishes to have the matter settled."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.32–45",
    "orig": "οὐδὲ γὰρ οὐδέ τις ἄλλος, ὅτις κʼ ἐμὰ δώμαθʼ ἵκηται,\nἐνθάδʼ ὀδυρόμενος δηρὸν μένει εἵνεκα πομπῆς.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῆα μέλαιναν ἐρύσσομεν εἰς ἅλα δῖαν\nπρωτόπλοον, κούρω δὲ δύω καὶ πεντήκοντα\nκρινάσθων κατὰ δῆμον, ὅσοι πάρος εἰσὶν ἄριστοι.\nδησάμενοι δʼ ἐὺ πάντες ἐπὶ κληῖσιν ἐρετμὰ\nἔκβητʼ· αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα θοὴν ἀλεγύνετε δαῖτα\nἡμέτερόνδʼ ἐλθόντες· ἐγὼ δʼ ἐὺ πᾶσι παρέξω.\nκούροισιν μὲν ταῦτʼ ἐπιτέλλομαι· αὐτὰρ οἱ ἄλλοι\nσκηπτοῦχοι βασιλῆες ἐμὰ πρὸς δώματα καλὰ\nἔρχεσθʼ, ὄφρα ξεῖνον ἐνὶ μεγάροισι φιλέωμεν,\nμηδέ τις ἀρνείσθω. καλέσασθε δὲ θεῖον ἀοιδὸν\nΔημόδοκον· τῷ γάρ ῥα θεὸς πέρι δῶκεν ἀοιδὴν\nτέρπειν, ὅππῃ θυμὸς ἐποτρύνῃσιν ἀείδειν.",
    "en": "Let us then get one ready for him, as we have done for others before him; indeed, no one who ever yet came to my house has been able to complain of me for not speeding on his way soon enough. Let us draw a ship into the sea, one that has never yet made a voyage, and man her with two and fifty of our smartest young sailors. Then when you have made fast your oars each by his own seat, leave the ship and come to my house to prepare a feast. I will find you in everything. I am giving these instructions to the young men who will form the crew, for as regards you aldermen and town councillors, you will join me in entertaining our guest in the cloisters. I can take no excuses, and we will have Demodocus to sing to us; for there is no bard like him whatever he may choose to sing about.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.46–61",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας ἡγήσατο, τοὶ δʼ ἅμʼ ἕποντο\nσκηπτοῦχοι· κῆρυξ δὲ μετῴχετο θεῖον ἀοιδόν.\nκούρω δὲ κρινθέντε δύω καὶ πεντήκοντα\nβήτην, ὡς ἐκέλευσʼ, ἐπὶ θῖνʼ ἁλὸς ἀτρυγέτοιο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἐπὶ νῆα κατήλυθον ἠδὲ θάλασσαν,\nνῆα μὲν οἵ γε μέλαιναν ἁλὸς βένθοσδε ἔρυσσαν,\nἐν δʼ ἱστόν τʼ ἐτίθεντο καὶ ἱστία νηὶ μελαίνῃ,\nἠρτύναντο δʼ ἐρετμὰ τροποῖς ἐν δερματίνοισι,\nπάντα κατὰ μοῖραν, ἀνά θʼ ἱστία λευκὰ πέτασσαν.\nὑψοῦ δʼ ἐν νοτίῳ τήν γʼ ὥρμισαν· αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nβάν ῥʼ ἴμεν Ἀλκινόοιο δαΐφρονος ἐς μέγα δῶμα.\nπλῆντο δʼ ἄρʼ αἴθουσαί τε καὶ ἕρκεα καὶ δόμοι ἀνδρῶν\nἀγρομένων· πολλοὶ δʼ ἄρʼ ἔσαν, νέοι ἠδὲ παλαιοί.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀλκίνοος δυοκαίδεκα μῆλʼ ἱέρευσεν,\nὀκτὼ δʼ ἀργιόδοντας ὕας, δύο δʼ εἰλίποδας βοῦς·\nτοὺς δέρον ἀμφί θʼ ἕπον, τετύκοντό τε δαῖτʼ ἐρατεινήν.",
    "en": "Alcinous then led the way, and the others followed after, while a servant went to fetch Demodocus. The fifty-two picked oarsmen went to the sea shore as they had been told, and when they got there they drew the ship into the water, got her mast and sails inside her, bound the oars to the thole-pins with twisted thongs of leather, all in due course, and spread the white sails aloft. They moored the vessel a little way out from land, and then came on shore and went to the house of King Alcinous. The out houses, yards, and all the precincts were filled with crowds of men in great multitudes both old and young; and Alcinous killed them a dozen sheep, eight full grown pigs, and two oxen. These they skinned and dressed so as to provide a magnificent banquet."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.62–82",
    "orig": "κῆρυξ δʼ ἐγγύθεν ἦλθεν ἄγων ἐρίηρον ἀοιδόν,\nτὸν πέρι μοῦσʼ ἐφίλησε, δίδου δʼ ἀγαθόν τε κακόν τε·\nὀφθαλμῶν μὲν ἄμερσε, δίδου δʼ ἡδεῖαν ἀοιδήν.\nτῷ δʼ ἄρα Ποντόνοος θῆκε θρόνον ἀργυρόηλον\nμέσσῳ δαιτυμόνων, πρὸς κίονα μακρὸν ἐρείσας·\nκὰδ δʼ ἐκ πασσαλόφι κρέμασεν φόρμιγγα λίγειαν\nαὐτοῦ ὑπὲρ κεφαλῆς καὶ ἐπέφραδε χερσὶν ἑλέσθαι\nκῆρυξ· πὰρ δʼ ἐτίθει κάνεον καλήν τε τράπεζαν,\nπὰρ δὲ δέπας οἴνοιο, πιεῖν ὅτε θυμὸς ἀνώγοι.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nμοῦσʼ ἄρʼ ἀοιδὸν ἀνῆκεν ἀειδέμεναι κλέα ἀνδρῶν,\nοἴμης τῆς τότʼ ἄρα κλέος οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἵκανε,\nνεῖκος Ὀδυσσῆος καὶ Πηλεΐδεω Ἀχιλῆος,\nὥς ποτε δηρίσαντο θεῶν ἐν δαιτὶ θαλείῃ\nἐκπάγλοις ἐπέεσσιν, ἄναξ δʼ ἀνδρῶν Ἀγαμέμνων\nχαῖρε νόῳ, ὅ τʼ ἄριστοι Ἀχαιῶν δηριόωντο.\nὣς γάρ οἱ χρείων μυθήσατο Φοῖβος Ἀπόλλων\nΠυθοῖ ἐν ἠγαθέῃ, ὅθʼ ὑπέρβη λάινον οὐδὸν\nχρησόμενος· τότε γάρ ῥα κυλίνδετο πήματος ἀρχὴ\nΤρωσί τε καὶ Δαναοῖσι Διὸς μεγάλου διὰ βουλάς.",
    "en": "A servant presently led in the famous bard Demodocus, whom the muse had dearly loved, but to whom she had given both good and evil, for though she had endowed him with a divine gift of song, she had robbed him of his eyesight. Pontonous set a seat for him among the guests, leaning it up against a bearing-post. He hung the lyre for him on a peg over his head, and showed him where he was to feel for it with his hands. He also set a fair table with a basket of victuals by his side, and a cup of wine from which he might drink whenever he was so disposed.\nThe company then laid their hands upon the good things that were before them, but as soon as they had had enough to eat and drink, the muse inspired Demodocus to sing the feats of heroes, and more especially a matter that was then in the mouths of all men, to wit, the quarrel between Ulysses and Achilles, and the fierce words that they heaped on one another as they sat together at a banquet. But Agamemnon was glad when he heard his chieftains quarrelling with one another, for Apollo had foretold him this at Pytho when he crossed the stone floor to consult the oracle. Here was the beginning of the evil that by the will of Jove fell both upon Danaans and Trojans."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.83–103",
    "orig": "ταῦτʼ ἄρʼ ἀοιδὸς ἄειδε περικλυτός· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nπορφύρεον μέγα φᾶρος ἑλὼν χερσὶ στιβαρῇσι\nκὰκ κεφαλῆς εἴρυσσε, κάλυψε δὲ καλὰ πρόσωπα·\nαἴδετο γὰρ Φαίηκας ὑπʼ ὀφρύσι δάκρυα λείβων.\nἦ τοι ὅτε λήξειεν ἀείδων θεῖος ἀοιδός,\nδάκρυ ὀμορξάμενος κεφαλῆς ἄπο φᾶρος ἕλεσκε\nκαὶ δέπας ἀμφικύπελλον ἑλὼν σπείσασκε θεοῖσιν·\nαὐτὰρ ὅτʼ ἂψ ἄρχοιτο καὶ ὀτρύνειαν ἀείδειν\nΦαιήκων οἱ ἄριστοι, ἐπεὶ τέρποντʼ ἐπέεσσιν,\nἂψ Ὀδυσεὺς κατὰ κρᾶτα καλυψάμενος γοάασκεν.\nἔνθʼ ἄλλους μὲν πάντας ἐλάνθανε δάκρυα λείβων,\nἈλκίνοος δέ μιν οἶος ἐπεφράσατʼ ἠδʼ ἐνόησεν\nἥμενος ἄγχʼ αὐτοῦ, βαρὺ δὲ στενάχοντος ἄκουσεν.\nαἶψα δὲ Φαιήκεσσι φιληρέτμοισι μετηύδα·\nκέκλυτε, Φαιήκων ἡγήτορες ἠδὲ μέδοντες.\nἤδη μὲν δαιτὸς κεκορήμεθα θυμὸν ἐίσης\nφόρμιγγός θʼ, ἣ δαιτὶ συνήορός ἐστι θαλείῃ·\nνῦν δʼ ἐξέλθωμεν καὶ ἀέθλων πειρηθῶμεν\nπάντων, ὥς χʼ ὁ ξεῖνος ἐνίσπῃ οἷσι φίλοισιν\nοἴκαδε νοστήσας, ὅσσον περιγιγνόμεθʼ ἄλλων\nπύξ τε παλαιμοσύνῃ τε καὶ ἅλμασιν ἠδὲ πόδεσσιν.",
    "en": "Thus sang the bard, but Ulysses drew his purple mantle over his head and covered his face, for he was ashamed to let the Phaeacians see that he was weeping. When the bard left off singing he wiped the tears from his eyes, uncovered his face, and, taking his cup, made a drink-offering to the gods; but when the Phaeacians pressed Demodocus to sing further, for they delighted in his lays, then Ulysses again drew his mantle over his head and wept bitterly. No one noticed his distress except Alcinous, who was sitting near him, and heard the heavy sighs that he was heaving. So he at once said, “Aldermen and town councillors of the Phaeacians, we have had enough now, both of the feast, and of the minstrelsy that is its due accompaniment; let us proceed therefore to the athletic sports, so that our guest on his return home may be able to tell his friends how much we surpass all other nations as boxers, wrestlers, jumpers, and runners.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.104–119",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας ἡγήσατο, τοὶ δʼ ἅμʼ ἕποντο.\nκὰδ δʼ ἐκ πασσαλόφι κρέμασεν φόρμιγγα λίγειαν,\nΔημοδόκου δʼ ἕλε χεῖρα καὶ ἔξαγεν ἐκ μεγάροιο\nκῆρυξ· ἦρχε δὲ τῷ αὐτὴν ὁδὸν ἥν περ οἱ ἄλλοι\nΦαιήκων οἱ ἄριστοι, ἀέθλια θαυμανέοντες.\nβὰν δʼ ἴμεν εἰς ἀγορήν, ἅμα δʼ ἕσπετο πουλὺς ὅμιλος,\nμυρίοι· ἂν δʼ ἵσταντο νέοι πολλοί τε καὶ ἐσθλοί.\nὦρτο μὲν Ἀκρόνεώς τε καὶ Ὠκύαλος καὶ Ἐλατρεύς,\nΝαυτεύς τε Πρυμνεύς τε καὶ Ἀγχίαλος καὶ Ἐρετμεύς,\nΠοντεύς τε Πρωρεύς τε, Θόων Ἀναβησίνεώς τε\nἈμφίαλός θʼ, υἱὸς Πολυνήου Τεκτονίδαο·\nἂν δὲ καὶ Εὐρύαλος, βροτολοιγῷ ἶσος Ἄρηϊ,\nΝαυβολίδης, ὃς ἄριστος ἔην εἶδός τε δέμας τε\nπάντων Φαιήκων μετʼ ἀμύμονα Λαοδάμαντα.\nἂν δʼ ἔσταν τρεῖς παῖδες ἀμύμονος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nΛαοδάμας θʼ Ἅλιός τε καὶ ἀντίθεος Κλυτόνηος.",
    "en": "With these words he led the way, and the others followed after. A servant hung Demodocus’s lyre on its peg for him, led him out of the cloister, and set him on the same way as that along which all the chief men of the Phaeacians were going to see the sports; a crowd of several thousands of people followed them, and there were many excellent competitors for all the prizes. Acroneos, Ocyalus, Elatreus, Nauteus, Prymneus, Anchialus, Eretmeus, Ponteus, Proreus, Thoon, Anabesineus, and Amphialus son of Polyneus son of Tecton. There was also Euryalus son of Naubolus, who was like Mars himself, and was the best looking man among the Phaeacians except Laodamas. Three sons of Alcinous, Laodamas, Halios, and Clytoneus, competed also."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.120–139",
    "orig": "οἱ δʼ ἦ τοι πρῶτον μὲν ἐπειρήσαντο πόδεσσι.\nτοῖσι δʼ ἀπὸ νύσσης τέτατο δρόμος· οἱ δʼ ἅμα πάντες\nκαρπαλίμως ἐπέτοντο κονίοντες πεδίοιο·\nτῶν δὲ θέειν ὄχʼ ἄριστος ἔην Κλυτόνηος ἀμύμων·\nὅσσον τʼ ἐν νειῷ οὖρον πέλει ἡμιόνοιιν,\nτόσσον ὑπεκπροθέων λαοὺς ἵκεθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἐλίποντο.\nοἱ δὲ παλαιμοσύνης ἀλεγεινῆς πειρήσαντο·\nτῇ δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρύαλος ἀπεκαίνυτο πάντας ἀρίστους.\nἅλματι δʼ Ἀμφίαλος πάντων προφερέστατος ἦεν·\nδίσκῳ δʼ αὖ πάντων πολὺ φέρτατος ἦεν Ἐλατρεύς,\nπὺξ δʼ αὖ Λαοδάμας, ἀγαθὸς πάϊς Ἀλκινόοιο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ πάντες ἐτέρφθησαν φρένʼ ἀέθλοις,\nτοῖς ἄρα Λαοδάμας μετέφη πάϊς Ἀλκινόοιο·\nδεῦτε, φίλοι, τὸν ξεῖνον ἐρώμεθα εἴ τινʼ ἄεθλον\nοἶδέ τε καὶ δεδάηκε. φυήν γε μὲν οὐ κακός ἐστι,\nμηρούς τε κνήμας τε καὶ ἄμφω χεῖρας ὕπερθεν\nαὐχένα τε στιβαρὸν μέγα τε σθένος· οὐδέ τι ἥβης\nδεύεται, ἀλλὰ κακοῖσι συνέρρηκται πολέεσσιν·\nοὐ γὰρ ἐγώ γέ τί φημι κακώτερον ἄλλο θαλάσσης\nἄνδρα γε συγχεῦαι, εἰ καὶ μάλα καρτερὸς εἴη.",
    "en": "The foot races came first. The course was set out for them from the starting post, and they raised a dust upon the plain as they all flew forward at the same moment. Clytoneus came in first by a long way; he left every one else behind him by the length of the furrow that a couple of mules can plough in a fallow field. They then turned to the painful art of wrestling, and here Euryalus proved to be the best man. Amphialus excelled all the others in jumping, while at throwing the disc there was no one who could approach Elatreus. Alcinous’s son Laodamas was the best boxer, and he it was who presently said, when they had all been diverted with the games, “Let us ask the stranger whether he excels in any of these sports; he seems very powerfully built; his thighs, calves, hands, and neck are of prodigious strength, nor is he at all old, but he has suffered much lately, and there is nothing like the sea for making havoc with a man, no matter how strong he is.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.140–151",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρύαλος ἀπαμείβετο φώνησέν τε·\nΛαοδάμα, μάλα τοῦτο ἔπος κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπες.\nαὐτὸς νῦν προκάλεσσαι ἰὼν καὶ πέφραδε μῦθον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ τό γʼ ἄκουσʼ ἀγαθὸς πάϊς Ἀλκινόοιο,\nστῆ ῥʼ ἐς μέσσον ἰὼν καὶ Ὀδυσσῆα προσέειπε·\nδεῦρʼ ἄγε καὶ σύ, ξεῖνε πάτερ, πείρησαι ἀέθλων,\nεἴ τινά που δεδάηκας· ἔοικε δέ σʼ ἴδμεν ἀέθλους·\nοὐ μὲν γὰρ μεῖζον κλέος ἀνέρος ὄφρα κʼ ἔῃσιν,\nἤ ὅ τι ποσσίν τε ῥέξῃ καὶ χερσὶν ἑῇσιν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε πείρησαι, σκέδασον δʼ ἀπὸ κήδεα θυμοῦ.\nσοὶ δʼ ὁδὸς οὐκέτι δηρὸν ἀπέσσεται, ἀλλά τοι ἤδη\nνηῦς τε κατείρυσται καὶ ἐπαρτέες εἰσὶν ἑταῖροι.",
    "en": "“You are quite right, Laodamas,” replied Euryalus, “go up to your guest and speak to him about it yourself.”\nWhen Laodamas heard this he made his way into the middle of the crowd and said to Ulysses, “I hope, Sir, that you will enter yourself for some one or other of our competitions if you are skilled in any of them, and you must have gone in for many a one before now. There is nothing that does any one so much credit all his life long as the showing himself a proper man with his hands and feet. Have a try therefore at something, and banish all sorrow from your mind. Your return home will not be long delayed, for the ship is already drawn into the water, and the crew is found.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.152–164",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nΛαοδάμα, τί με ταῦτα κελεύετε κερτομέοντες;\nκήδεά μοι καὶ μᾶλλον ἐνὶ φρεσὶν ἤ περ ἄεθλοι,\nὃς πρὶν μὲν μάλα πολλὰ πάθον καὶ πολλὰ μόγησα,\nνῦν δὲ μεθʼ ὑμετέρῃ ἀγορῇ νόστοιο χατίζων\nἧμαι, λισσόμενος βασιλῆά τε πάντα τε δῆμον.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρύαλος ἀπαμείβετο νείκεσέ τʼ ἄντην·\nοὐ γάρ σʼ οὐδέ, ξεῖνε, δαήμονι φωτὶ ἐίσκω\nἄθλων, οἷά τε πολλὰ μετʼ ἀνθρώποισι πέλονται,\nἀλλὰ τῷ, ὅς θʼ ἅμα νηὶ πολυκλήιδι θαμίζων,\nἀρχὸς ναυτάων οἵ τε πρηκτῆρες ἔασιν,\nφόρτου τε μνήμων καὶ ἐπίσκοπος ᾖσιν ὁδαίων\nκερδέων θʼ ἁρπαλέων· οὐδʼ ἀθλητῆρι ἔοικας.",
    "en": "Ulysses answered, “Laodamas, why do you taunt me in this way? my mind is set rather on cares than contests; I have been through infinite trouble, and am come among you now as a suppliant, praying your king and people to further me on my return home.”\nThen Euryalus reviled him outright and said, “I gather, then, that you are unskilled in any of the many sports that men generally delight in. I suppose you are one of those grasping traders that go about in ships as captains or merchants, and who think of nothing but of their outward freights and homeward cargoes. There does not seem to be much of the athlete about you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.165–185",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nξεῖνʼ, οὐ καλὸν ἔειπες· ἀτασθάλῳ ἀνδρὶ ἔοικας.\nοὕτως οὐ πάντεσσι θεοὶ χαρίεντα διδοῦσιν\nἀνδράσιν, οὔτε φυὴν οὔτʼ ἂρ φρένας οὔτʼ ἀγορητύν.\nἄλλος μὲν γάρ τʼ εἶδος ἀκιδνότερος πέλει ἀνήρ,\nἀλλὰ θεὸς μορφὴν ἔπεσι στέφει, οἱ δέ τʼ ἐς αὐτὸν\nτερπόμενοι λεύσσουσιν· ὁ δʼ ἀσφαλέως ἀγορεύει\nαἰδοῖ μειλιχίῃ, μετὰ δὲ πρέπει ἀγρομένοισιν,\nἐρχόμενον δʼ ἀνὰ ἄστυ θεὸν ὣς εἰσορόωσιν.\nἄλλος δʼ αὖ εἶδος μὲν ἀλίγκιος ἀθανάτοισιν,\nἀλλʼ οὔ οἱ χάρις ἀμφιπεριστέφεται ἐπέεσσιν,\nὡς καὶ σοὶ εἶδος μὲν ἀριπρεπές, οὐδέ κεν ἄλλως\nοὐδὲ θεὸς τεύξειε, νόον δʼ ἀποφώλιός ἐσσι.\nὤρινάς μοι θυμὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσι φίλοισιν\nεἰπὼν οὐ κατὰ κόσμον. ἐγὼ δʼ οὐ νῆις ἀέθλων,\nὡς σύ γε μυθεῖαι, ἀλλʼ ἐν πρώτοισιν ὀίω\nἔμμεναι, ὄφρʼ ἥβῃ τε πεποίθεα χερσί τʼ ἐμῇσι.\nνῦν δʼ ἔχομαι κακότητι καὶ ἄλγεσι· πολλὰ γὰρ ἔτλην\nἀνδρῶν τε πτολέμους ἀλεγεινά τε κύματα πείρων.\nἀλλὰ καὶ ὥς, κακὰ πολλὰ παθών, πειρήσομʼ ἀέθλων·\nθυμοδακὴς γὰρ μῦθος, ἐπώτρυνας δέ με εἰπών.",
    "en": "“For shame, Sir,” answered Ulysses, fiercely, “you are an insolent fellow, so true is it that the gods do not grace all men alike in speech, person, and understanding. One man may be of weak presence, but heaven has adorned this with such a good conversation that he charms every one who sees him; his honeyed moderation carries his hearers with him so that he is leader in all assemblies of his fellows, and wherever he goes he is looked up to. Another may be as handsome as a god, but his good looks are not crowned with discretion. This is your case. No god could make a finer looking fellow than you are, but you are a fool. Your ill-judged remarks have made me exceedingly angry, and you are quite mistaken, for I excel in a great many athletic exercises; indeed, so long as I had youth and strength, I was among the first athletes of the age. Now, however, I am worn out by labour and sorrow, for I have gone through much both on the field of battle and by the waves of the weary sea; still, in spite of all this I will compete, for your taunts have stung me to the quick.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.186–198",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα καὶ αὐτῷ φάρει ἀναΐξας λάβε δίσκον\nμείζονα καὶ πάχετον, στιβαρώτερον οὐκ ὀλίγον περ\nἢ οἵῳ Φαίηκες ἐδίσκεον ἀλλήλοισι.\nτόν ῥα περιστρέψας ἧκε στιβαρῆς ἀπὸ χειρός,\nβόμβησεν δὲ λίθος· κατὰ δʼ ἔπτηξαν ποτὶ γαίῃ\nΦαίηκες δολιχήρετμοι, ναυσίκλυτοι ἄνδρες,\nλᾶος ὑπὸ ῥιπῆς· ὁ δʼ ὑπέρπτατο σήματα πάντων\nῥίμφα θέων ἀπὸ χειρός. ἔθηκε δὲ τέρματʼ Ἀθήνη\nἀνδρὶ δέμας ἐικυῖα, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nκαί κʼ ἀλαός τοι, ξεῖνε, διακρίνειε τὸ σῆμα\nἀμφαφόων, ἐπεὶ οὔ τι μεμιγμένον ἐστὶν ὁμίλῳ,\nἀλλὰ πολὺ πρῶτον. σὺ δὲ θάρσει τόνδε γʼ ἄεθλον·\nοὔ τις Φαιήκων τόδε γʼ ἵξεται, οὐδʼ ὑπερήσει.",
    "en": "So he hurried up without even taking his cloak off, and seized a disc, larger, more massive and much heavier than those used by the Phaeacians when disc-throwing among themselves. Then, swinging it back, he threw it from his brawny hand, and it made a humming sound in the air as he did so. The Phaeacians quailed beneath the rushing of its flight as it sped gracefully from his hand, and flew beyond any mark that had been made yet. Minerva, in the form of a man, came and marked the place where it had fallen. “A blind man, Sir,” said she, “could easily tell your mark by groping for it, it is so far ahead of any other. You may make your mind easy about this contest, for no Phaeacian can come near to such a throw as yours.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.199–218",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, γήθησεν δὲ πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nχαίρων, οὕνεχʼ ἑταῖρον ἐνηέα λεῦσσʼ ἐν ἀγῶνι.\nκαὶ τότε κουφότερον μετεφώνεε Φαιήκεσσιν·\nτοῦτον νῦν ἀφίκεσθε, νέοι. τάχα δʼ ὕστερον ἄλλον\nἥσειν ἢ τοσσοῦτον ὀίομαι ἢ ἔτι μᾶσσον.\nτῶν δʼ ἄλλων ὅτινα κραδίη θυμός τε κελεύει,\nδεῦρʼ ἄγε πειρηθήτω, ἐπεί μʼ ἐχολώσατε λίην,\nἢ πὺξ ἠὲ πάλῃ ἢ καὶ ποσίν, οὔ τι μεγαίρω,\nπάντων Φαιήκων, πλήν γʼ αὐτοῦ Λαοδάμαντος.\nξεῖνος γάρ μοι ὅδʼ ἐστί· τίς ἂν φιλέοντι μάχοιτο;\nἄφρων δὴ κεῖνός γε καὶ οὐτιδανὸς πέλει ἀνήρ,\nὅς τις ξεινοδόκῳ ἔριδα προφέρηται ἀέθλων\nδήμῳ ἐν ἀλλοδαπῷ· ἕο δʼ αὐτοῦ πάντα κολούει.\nτῶν δʼ ἄλλων οὔ πέρ τινʼ ἀναίνομαι οὐδʼ ἀθερίζω,\nἀλλʼ ἐθέλω ἴδμεν καὶ πειρηθήμεναι ἄντην.\nπάντα γὰρ οὐ κακός εἰμι, μετʼ ἀνδράσιν ὅσσοι ἄεθλοι·\nεὖ μὲν τόξον οἶδα ἐύξοον ἀμφαφάασθαι·\nπρῶτός κʼ ἄνδρα βάλοιμι ὀιστεύσας ἐν ὁμίλῳ\nἀνδρῶν δυσμενέων, εἰ καὶ μάλα πολλοὶ ἑταῖροι\nἄγχι παρασταῖεν καὶ τοξαζοίατο φωτῶν.",
    "en": "Ulysses was glad when he found he had a friend among the lookers-on, so he began to speak more pleasantly. “Young men,” said he, “come up to that throw if you can, and I will throw another disc as heavy or even heavier. If anyone wants to have a bout with me let him come on, for I am exceedingly angry; I will box, wrestle, or run, I do not care what it is, with any man of you all except Laodamas, but not with him because I am his guest, and one cannot compete with one’s own personal friend. At least I do not think it a prudent or a sensible thing for a guest to challenge his host’s family at any game, especially when he is in a foreign country. He will cut the ground from under his own feet if he does; but I make no exception as regards any one else, for I want to have the matter out and know which is the best man. I am a good hand at every kind of athletic sport known among mankind. I am an excellent archer. In battle I am always the first to bring a man down with my arrow, no matter how many more are taking aim at him alongside of me."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.219–233",
    "orig": "οἶος δή με Φιλοκτήτης ἀπεκαίνυτο τόξῳ\nδήμῳ ἔνι Τρώων, ὅτε τοξαζοίμεθʼ Ἀχαιοί.\nτῶν δʼ ἄλλων ἐμέ φημι πολὺ προφερέστερον εἶναι,\nὅσσοι νῦν βροτοί εἰσιν ἐπὶ χθονὶ σῖτον ἔδοντες.\nἀνδράσι δὲ προτέροισιν ἐριζέμεν οὐκ ἐθελήσω,\nοὔθʼ Ἡρακλῆι οὔτʼ Εὐρύτῳ Οἰχαλιῆι,\nοἵ ῥα καὶ ἀθανάτοισιν ἐρίζεσκον περὶ τόξων.\nτῷ ῥα καὶ αἶψʼ ἔθανεν μέγας Εὔρυτος, οὐδʼ ἐπὶ γῆρας\nἵκετʼ ἐνὶ μεγάροισι· χολωσάμενος γὰρ Ἀπόλλων\nἔκτανεν, οὕνεκά μιν προκαλίζετο τοξάζεσθαι.\nδουρὶ δʼ ἀκοντίζω ὅσον οὐκ ἄλλος τις ὀιστῷ.\nοἴοισιν δείδοικα ποσὶν μή τίς με παρέλθῃ\nΦαιήκων· λίην γὰρ ἀεικελίως ἐδαμάσθην\nκύμασιν ἐν πολλοῖς, ἐπεὶ οὐ κομιδὴ κατὰ νῆα\nἦεν ἐπηετανός· τῷ μοι φίλα γυῖα λέλυνται.",
    "en": "Philoctetes was the only man who could shoot better than I could when we Achaeans were before Troy and in practice. I far excel every one else in the whole world, of those who still eat bread upon the face of the earth, but I should not like to shoot against the mighty dead, such as Hercules, or Eurytus the Oechalian, men who could shoot against the gods themselves. This in fact was how Eurytus came prematurely by his end, for Apollo was angry with him and killed him because he challenged him as an archer. I can throw a dart farther than any one else can shoot an arrow. Running is the only point in respect of which I am afraid some of the Phaeacians might beat me, for I have been brought down very low at sea; my provisions ran short, and therefore I am still weak.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.234–255",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἀκὴν ἐγένοντο σιωπῇ.\nἈλκίνοος δέ μιν οἶος ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπεν·\nξεῖνʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐκ ἀχάριστα μεθʼ ἡμῖν ταῦτʼ ἀγορεύεις,\nἀλλʼ ἐθέλεις ἀρετὴν σὴν φαινέμεν, ἥ τοι ὀπηδεῖ,\nχωόμενος ὅτι σʼ οὗτος ἀνὴρ ἐν ἀγῶνι παραστὰς\nνείκεσεν, ὡς ἂν σὴν ἀρετὴν βροτὸς οὔ τις ὄνοιτο,\nὅς τις ἐπίσταιτο ᾗσι φρεσὶν ἄρτια βάζειν·\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν ἐμέθεν ξυνίει ἔπος, ὄφρα καὶ ἄλλῳ\nεἴπῃς ἡρώων, ὅτε κεν σοῖς ἐν μεγάροισι\nδαινύῃ παρὰ σῇ τʼ ἀλόχῳ καὶ σοῖσι τέκεσσιν,\nἡμετέρης ἀρετῆς μεμνημένος, οἷα καὶ ἡμῖν\nΖεὺς ἐπὶ ἔργα τίθησι διαμπερὲς ἐξ ἔτι πατρῶν.\nοὐ γὰρ πυγμάχοι εἰμὲν ἀμύμονες οὐδὲ παλαισταί,\nἀλλὰ ποσὶ κραιπνῶς θέομεν καὶ νηυσὶν ἄριστοι,\nαἰεὶ δʼ ἡμῖν δαίς τε φίλη κίθαρίς τε χοροί τε\nεἵματά τʼ ἐξημοιβὰ λοετρά τε θερμὰ καὶ εὐναί.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε, Φαιήκων βητάρμονες ὅσσοι ἄριστοι,\nπαίσατε, ὥς χʼ ὁ ξεῖνος ἐνίσπῃ οἷσι φίλοισιν\nοἴκαδε νοστήσας, ὅσσον περιγιγνόμεθʼ ἄλλων\nναυτιλίῃ καὶ ποσσὶ καὶ ὀρχηστυῖ καὶ ἀοιδῇ.\nΔημοδόκῳ δέ τις αἶψα κιὼν φόρμιγγα λίγειαν\nοἰσέτω, ἥ που κεῖται ἐν ἡμετέροισι δόμοισιν.",
    "en": "They all held their peace except King Alcinous, who began, “Sir, we have had much pleasure in hearing all that you have told us, from which I understand that you are willing to show your prowess, as having been displeased with some insolent remarks that have been made to you by one of our athletes, and which could never have been uttered by any one who knows how to talk with propriety. I hope you will apprehend my meaning, and will explain to any one of your chief men who may be dining with yourself and your family when you get home, that we have an hereditary aptitude for accomplishments of all kinds. We are not particularly remarkable for our boxing, nor yet as wrestlers, but we are singularly fleet of foot and are excellent sailors. We are extremely fond of good dinners, music, and dancing; we also like frequent changes of linen, warm baths, and good beds, so now, please, some of you who are the best dancers set about dancing, that our guest on his return home may be able to tell his friends how much we surpass all other nations as sailors, runners, dancers, and minstrels. Demodocus has left his lyre at my house, so run some one or other of you and fetch it for him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.256–271",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ Ἀλκίνοος θεοείκελος, ὦρτο δὲ κῆρυξ\nοἴσων φόρμιγγα γλαφυρὴν δόμου ἐκ βασιλῆος.\nαἰσυμνῆται δὲ κριτοὶ ἐννέα πάντες ἀνέσταν\nδήμιοι, οἳ κατʼ ἀγῶνας ἐὺ πρήσσεσκον ἕκαστα,\nλείηναν δὲ χορόν, καλὸν δʼ εὔρυναν ἀγῶνα.\nκῆρυξ δʼ ἐγγύθεν ἦλθε φέρων φόρμιγγα λίγειαν\nΔημοδόκῳ· ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα κίʼ ἐς μέσον· ἀμφὶ δὲ κοῦροι\nπρωθῆβαι ἵσταντο, δαήμονες ὀρχηθμοῖο,\nπέπληγον δὲ χορὸν θεῖον ποσίν. αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nμαρμαρυγὰς θηεῖτο ποδῶν, θαύμαζε δὲ θυμῷ.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ φορμίζων ἀνεβάλλετο καλὸν ἀείδειν\nἀμφʼ Ἄρεος φιλότητος εὐστεφάνου τʼ Ἀφροδίτης,\nὡς τὰ πρῶτα μίγησαν ἐν Ἡφαίστοιο δόμοισι\nλάθρῃ, πολλὰ δʼ ἔδωκε, λέχος δʼ ᾔσχυνε καὶ εὐνὴν\nἩφαίστοιο ἄνακτος. ἄφαρ δέ οἱ ἄγγελος ἦλθεν\nἭλιος, ὅ σφʼ ἐνόησε μιγαζομένους φιλότητι.",
    "en": "On this a servant hurried off to bring the lyre from the king’s house, and the nine men who had been chosen as stewards stood forward. It was their business to manage everything connected with the sports, so they made the ground smooth and marked a wide space for the dancers. Presently the servant came back with Demodocus’s lyre, and he took his place in the midst of them, whereon the best young dancers in the town began to foot and trip it so nimbly that Ulysses was delighted with the merry twinkling of their feet.\nMeanwhile the bard began to sing the loves of Mars and Venus, and how they first began their intrigue in the house of Vulcan."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.272–288",
    "orig": "Ἥφαιστος δʼ ὡς οὖν θυμαλγέα μῦθον ἄκουσε,\nβῆ ῥʼ ἴμεν ἐς χαλκεῶνα κακὰ φρεσὶ βυσσοδομεύων,\nἐν δʼ ἔθετʼ ἀκμοθέτῳ μέγαν ἄκμονα, κόπτε δὲ δεσμοὺς\nἀρρήκτους ἀλύτους, ὄφρʼ ἔμπεδον αὖθι μένοιεν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ τεῦξε δόλον κεχολωμένος Ἄρει,\nβῆ ῥʼ ἴμεν ἐς θάλαμον, ὅθι οἱ φίλα δέμνιʼ ἔκειτο,\nἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρʼ ἑρμῖσιν χέε δέσματα κύκλῳ ἁπάντῃ·\nπολλὰ δὲ καὶ καθύπερθε μελαθρόφιν ἐξεκέχυντο,\nἠύτʼ ἀράχνια λεπτά, τά γʼ οὔ κέ τις οὐδὲ ἴδοιτο,\nοὐδὲ θεῶν μακάρων· πέρι γὰρ δολόεντα τέτυκτο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ πάντα δόλον περὶ δέμνια χεῦεν,\nεἴσατʼ ἴμεν ἐς Λῆμνον, ἐυκτίμενον πτολίεθρον,\nἥ οἱ γαιάων πολὺ φιλτάτη ἐστὶν ἁπασέων.\nοὐδʼ ἀλαοσκοπιὴν εἶχε χρυσήνιος Ἄρης,\nὡς ἴδεν Ἥφαιστον κλυτοτέχνην νόσφι κιόντα·\nβῆ δʼ ἰέναι πρὸς δῶμα περικλυτοῦ Ἡφαίστοιο\nἰσχανόων φιλότητος ἐυστεφάνου Κυθερείης.",
    "en": "Mars made Venus many presents, and defiled King Vulcan’s marriage bed, so the sun, who saw what they were about, told Vulcan. Vulcan was very angry when he heard such dreadful news, so he went to his smithy brooding mischief, got his great anvil into its place, and began to forge some chains which none could either unloose or break, so that they might stay there in that place. When he had finished his snare he went into his bedroom and festooned the bed-posts all over with chains like cobwebs; he also let many hang down from the great beam of the ceiling. Not even a god could see them so fine and subtle were they. As soon as he had spread the chains all over the bed, he made as though he were setting out for the fair state of Lemnos, which of all places in the world was the one he was most fond of. But Mars kept no blind look out, and as soon as he saw him start, hurried off to his house, burning with love for Venus."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.289–305",
    "orig": "ἡ δὲ νέον παρὰ πατρὸς ἐρισθενέος Κρονίωνος\nἐρχομένη κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζεθʼ· ὁ δʼ εἴσω δώματος ᾔει,\nἔν τʼ ἄρα οἱ φῦ χειρί, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·\nδεῦρο, φίλη, λέκτρονδε τραπείομεν εὐνηθέντες·\nοὐ γὰρ ἔθʼ Ἥφαιστος μεταδήμιος, ἀλλά που ἤδη\nοἴχεται ἐς Λῆμνον μετὰ Σίντιας ἀγριοφώνους.\nὣς φάτο, τῇ δʼ ἀσπαστὸν ἐείσατο κοιμηθῆναι.\nτὼ δʼ ἐς δέμνια βάντε κατέδραθον· ἀμφὶ δὲ δεσμοὶ\nτεχνήεντες ἔχυντο πολύφρονος Ἡφαίστοιο,\nοὐδέ τι κινῆσαι μελέων ἦν οὐδʼ ἀναεῖραι.\nκαὶ τότε δὴ γίγνωσκον, ὅ τʼ οὐκέτι φυκτὰ πέλοντο.\nἀγχίμολον δέ σφʼ ἦλθε περικλυτὸς ἀμφιγυήεις,\nαὖτις ὑποστρέψας πρὶν Λήμνου γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι·\nἨέλιος γάρ οἱ σκοπιὴν ἔχεν εἶπέ τε μῦθον.\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεναι πρὸς δῶμα φίλον τετιημένος ἦτορ·\nἔστη δʼ ἐν προθύροισι, χόλος δέ μιν ἄγριος ᾕρει·\nσμερδαλέον δʼ ἐβόησε, γέγωνέ τε πᾶσι θεοῖσιν·",
    "en": "Now Venus was just come in from a visit to her father Jove, and was about sitting down when Mars came inside the house, and said as he took her hand in his own, “Let us go to the couch of Vulcan: he is not at home, but is gone off to Lemnos among the Sintians, whose speech is barbarous.”\nShe was nothing loth, so they went to the couch to take their rest, whereon they were caught in the toils which cunning Vulcan had spread for them, and could neither get up nor stir hand or foot, but found too late that they were in a trap. Then Vulcan came up to them, for he had turned back before reaching Lemnos, when his scout the sun told him what was going on. He was in a furious passion, and stood in the vestibule making a dreadful noise as he shouted to all the gods."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.306–320",
    "orig": "Ζεῦ πάτερ ἠδʼ ἄλλοι μάκαρες θεοὶ αἰὲν ἐόντες,\nδεῦθʼ, ἵνα ἔργα γελαστὰ καὶ οὐκ ἐπιεικτὰ ἴδησθε,\nὡς ἐμὲ χωλὸν ἐόντα Διὸς θυγάτηρ Ἀφροδίτη\nαἰὲν ἀτιμάζει, φιλέει δʼ ἀίδηλον Ἄρηα,\nοὕνεχʼ ὁ μὲν καλός τε καὶ ἀρτίπος, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γε\nἠπεδανὸς γενόμην. ἀτὰρ οὔ τί μοι αἴτιος ἄλλος,\nἀλλὰ τοκῆε δύω, τὼ μὴ γείνασθαι ὄφελλον.\nἀλλʼ ὄψεσθʼ, ἵνα τώ γε καθεύδετον ἐν φιλότητι\nεἰς ἐμὰ δέμνια βάντες, ἐγὼ δʼ ὁρόων ἀκάχημαι.\nοὐ μέν σφεας ἔτʼ ἔολπα μίνυνθά γε κειέμεν οὕτως\nκαὶ μάλα περ φιλέοντε· τάχʼ οὐκ ἐθελήσετον ἄμφω\nεὕδειν· ἀλλά σφωε δόλος καὶ δεσμὸς ἐρύξει,\nεἰς ὅ κέ μοι μάλα πάντα πατὴρ ἀποδῷσιν ἔεδνα,\nὅσσα οἱ ἐγγυάλιξα κυνώπιδος εἵνεκα κούρης,\nοὕνεκά οἱ καλὴ θυγάτηρ, ἀτὰρ οὐκ ἐχέθυμος.",
    "en": "“Father Jove,” he cried, “and all you other blessed gods who live for ever, come here and see the ridiculous and disgraceful sight that I will show you. Jove’s daughter Venus is always dishonouring me because I am lame. She is in love with Mars, who is handsome and clean built, whereas I am a cripple, but my parents are to blame for that, not I; they ought never to have begotten me. Come and see the pair together asleep on my bed. It makes me furious to look at them. They are very fond of one another, but I do not think they will lie there longer than they can help, nor do I think that they will sleep much; there, however, they shall stay till her father has repaid me the sum I gave him for his baggage of a daughter, who is fair but not honest.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.321–337",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἀγέροντο θεοὶ ποτὶ χαλκοβατὲς δῶ·\nἦλθε Ποσειδάων γαιήοχος, ἦλθʼ ἐριούνης\nἙρμείας, ἦλθεν δὲ ἄναξ ἑκάεργος Ἀπόλλων.\nθηλύτεραι δὲ θεαὶ μένον αἰδοῖ οἴκοι ἑκάστη.\nἔσταν δʼ ἐν προθύροισι θεοί, δωτῆρες ἑάων·\nἄσβεστος δʼ ἄρʼ ἐνῶρτο γέλως μακάρεσσι θεοῖσι\nτέχνας εἰσορόωσι πολύφρονος Ἡφαίστοιο.\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκεν ἰδὼν ἐς πλησίον ἄλλον·\nοὐκ ἀρετᾷ κακὰ ἔργα· κιχάνει τοι βραδὺς ὠκύν,\nὡς καὶ νῦν Ἥφαιστος ἐὼν βραδὺς εἷλεν Ἄρηα\nὠκύτατόν περ ἐόντα θεῶν οἳ Ὄλυμπον ἔχουσιν,\nχωλὸς ἐὼν τέχνῃσι· τὸ καὶ μοιχάγριʼ ὀφέλλει.\nὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον·\nἙρμῆν δὲ προσέειπεν ἄναξ Διὸς υἱὸς Ἀπόλλων·\nἙρμεία, Διὸς υἱέ, διάκτορε, δῶτορ ἑάων,\nἦ ῥά κεν ἐν δεσμοῖς ἐθέλοις κρατεροῖσι πιεσθεὶς\nεὕδειν ἐν λέκτροισι παρὰ χρυσέῃ Ἀφροδίτῃ;",
    "en": "On this the gods gathered to the house of Vulcan. Earth-encircling Neptune came, and Mercury the bringer of luck, and King Apollo, but the goddesses staid at home all of them for shame. Then the givers of all good things stood in the doorway, and the blessed gods roared with inextinguishable laughter, as they saw how cunning Vulcan had been, whereon one would turn towards his neighbour saying:\n“Ill deeds do not prosper, and the weak confound the strong. See how limping Vulcan, lame as he is, has caught Mars who is the fleetest god in heaven; and now Mars will be cast in heavy damages.”\nThus did they converse, but King Apollo said to Mercury, “Messenger Mercury, giver of good things, you would not care how strong the chains were, would you, if you could sleep with Venus?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.338–353",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα διάκτορος ἀργεϊφόντης·\nαἲ γὰρ τοῦτο γένοιτο, ἄναξ ἑκατηβόλʼ Ἄπολλον·\nδεσμοὶ μὲν τρὶς τόσσοι ἀπείρονες ἀμφὶς ἔχοιεν,\nὑμεῖς δʼ εἰσορόῳτε θεοὶ πᾶσαί τε θέαιναι,\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν εὕδοιμι παρὰ χρυσέῃ Ἀφροδίτῃ.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, ἐν δὲ γέλως ὦρτʼ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσιν.\nοὐδὲ Ποσειδάωνα γέλως ἔχε, λίσσετο δʼ αἰεὶ\nἭφαιστον κλυτοεργὸν ὅπως λύσειεν Ἄρηα.\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nλῦσον· ἐγὼ δέ τοι αὐτὸν ὑπίσχομαι, ὡς σὺ κελεύεις,\nτίσειν αἴσιμα πάντα μετʼ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσιν.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περικλυτὸς ἀμφιγυήεις·\nμή με, Ποσείδαον γαιήοχε, ταῦτα κέλευε·\nδειλαί τοι δειλῶν γε καὶ ἐγγύαι ἐγγυάασθαι.\nπῶς ἂν ἐγώ σε δέοιμι μετʼ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσιν,\nεἴ κεν Ἄρης οἴχοιτο χρέος καὶ δεσμὸν ἀλύξας;",
    "en": "“King Apollo,” answered Mercury, “I only wish I might get the chance, though there were three times as many chains, and you might look on, all of you, gods and goddesses, but I would sleep with her if I could.”\nThe immortal gods burst out laughing as they heard him, but Neptune took it all seriously, and kept on imploring Vulcan to set Mars free again. “Let him go,” he cried, “and I will undertake, as you require, that he shall pay you all the damages that are held reasonable among the immortal gods.”\n“Do not,” replied Vulcan, “ask me to do this; a bad man’s bond is bad security; what remedy could I enforce against you if Mars should go away and leave his debts behind him along with his chains?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.354–369",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων·\nἭφαιστʼ, εἴ περ γάρ κεν Ἄρης χρεῖος ὑπαλύξας\nοἴχηται φεύγων, αὐτός τοι ἐγὼ τάδε τίσω.\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα περικλυτὸς ἀμφιγυήεις·\nοὐκ ἔστʼ οὐδὲ ἔοικε τεὸν ἔπος ἀρνήσασθαι.\nὣς εἰπὼν δεσμὸν ἀνίει μένος Ἡφαίστοιο.\nτὼ δʼ ἐπεὶ ἐκ δεσμοῖο λύθεν, κρατεροῦ περ ἐόντος,\nαὐτίκʼ ἀναΐξαντε ὁ μὲν Θρῄκηνδε βεβήκει,\nἡ δʼ ἄρα Κύπρον ἵκανε φιλομμειδὴς Ἀφροδίτη,\nἐς Πάφον· ἔνθα δέ οἱ τέμενος βωμός τε θυήεις.\nἔνθα δέ μιν Χάριτες λοῦσαν καὶ χρῖσαν ἐλαίῳ\nἀμβρότῳ, οἷα θεοὺς ἐπενήνοθεν αἰὲν ἐόντας,\nἀμφὶ δὲ εἵματα ἕσσαν ἐπήρατα, θαῦμα ἰδέσθαι.\nταῦτʼ ἄρʼ ἀοιδὸς ἄειδε περικλυτός· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nτέρπετʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶν ᾗσιν ἀκούων ἠδὲ καὶ ἄλλοι\nΦαίηκες δολιχήρετμοι, ναυσίκλυτοι ἄνδρες.",
    "en": "“Vulcan,” said Neptune, “if Mars goes away without paying his damages, I will pay you myself.” So Vulcan answered, “In this case I cannot and must not refuse you.”\nThereon he loosed the bonds that bound them, and as soon as they were free they scampered off, Mars to Thrace and laughter-loving Venus to Cyprus and to Paphos, where is her grove and her altar fragrant with burnt offerings. Here the Graces bathed her, and anointed her with oil of ambrosia such as the immortal gods make use of, and they clothed her in raiment of the most enchanting beauty.\nThus sang the bard, and both Ulysses and the seafaring Phaeacians were charmed as they heard him."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.370–384",
    "orig": "Ἀλκίνοος δʼ Ἅλιον καὶ Λαοδάμαντα κέλευσεν\nμουνὰξ ὀρχήσασθαι, ἐπεί σφισιν οὔ τις ἔριζεν.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν σφαῖραν καλὴν μετὰ χερσὶν ἕλοντο,\nπορφυρέην, τήν σφιν Πόλυβος ποίησε δαΐφρων,\nτὴν ἕτερος ῥίπτασκε ποτὶ νέφεα σκιόεντα\nἰδνωθεὶς ὀπίσω, ὁ δʼ ἀπὸ χθονὸς ὑψόσʼ ἀερθεὶς\nῥηιδίως μεθέλεσκε, πάρος ποσὶν οὖδας ἱκέσθαι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ σφαίρῃ ἀνʼ ἰθὺν πειρήσαντο,\nὠρχείσθην δὴ ἔπειτα ποτὶ χθονὶ πουλυβοτείρῃ\nταρφέʼ ἀμειβομένω· κοῦροι δʼ ἐπελήκεον ἄλλοι\nἑστεῶτες κατʼ ἀγῶνα, πολὺς δʼ ὑπὸ κόμπος ὀρώρει.\nδὴ τότʼ ἄρʼ Ἀλκίνοον προσεφώνεε δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἈλκίνοε κρεῖον, πάντων ἀριδείκετε λαῶν,\nἠμὲν ἀπείλησας βητάρμονας εἶναι ἀρίστους,\nἠδʼ ἄρʼ ἑτοῖμα τέτυκτο· σέβας μʼ ἔχει εἰσορόωντα.",
    "en": "Then Alcinous told Laodamas and Halius to dance alone, for there was no one to compete with them. So they took a red ball which Polybus had made for them, and one of them bent himself backwards and threw it up towards the clouds, while the other jumped from off the ground and caught it with ease before it came down again. When they had done throwing the ball straight up into the air they began to dance, and at the same time kept on throwing it backwards and forwards to one another, while all the young men in the ring applauded and made a great stamping with their feet. Then Ulysses said:\n“King Alcinous, you said your people were the nimblest dancers in the world, and indeed they have proved themselves to be so. I was astonished as I saw them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.385–397",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, γήθησεν δʼ ἱερὸν μένος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nαἶψα δὲ Φαιήκεσσι φιληρέτμοισι μετηύδα·\nκέκλυτε, Φαιήκων ἡγήτορες ἠδὲ μέδοντες.\nὁ ξεῖνος μάλα μοι δοκέει πεπνυμένος εἶναι.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε οἱ δῶμεν ξεινήιον, ὡς ἐπιεικές.\nδώδεκα γὰρ κατὰ δῆμον ἀριπρεπέες βασιλῆες\nἀρχοὶ κραίνουσι, τρισκαιδέκατος δʼ ἐγὼ αὐτός·\nτῶν οἱ ἕκαστος φᾶρος ἐυπλυνὲς ἠδὲ χιτῶνα\nκαὶ χρυσοῖο τάλαντον ἐνείκατε τιμήεντος.\nαἶψα δὲ πάντα φέρωμεν ἀολλέα, ὄφρʼ ἐνὶ χερσὶν\nξεῖνος ἔχων ἐπὶ δόρπον ἴῃ χαίρων ἐνὶ θυμῷ.\nΕὐρύαλος δέ ἑ αὐτὸν ἀρεσσάσθω ἐπέεσσι\nκαὶ δώρῳ, ἐπεὶ οὔ τι ἔπος κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπεν.",
    "en": "The king was delighted at this, and exclaimed to the Phaeacians, “Aldermen and town councillors, our guest seems to be a person of singular judgement; let us give him such proof of our hospitality as he may reasonably expect. There are twelve chief men among you, and counting myself there are thirteen; contribute, each of you, a clean cloak, a shirt, and a talent of fine gold; let us give him all this in a lump down at once, so that when he gets his supper he may do so with a light heart. As for Euryalus he will have to make a formal apology and a present too, for he has been rude.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.398–415",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἐπῄνεον ἠδʼ ἐκέλευον,\nδῶρα δʼ ἄρʼ οἰσέμεναι πρόεσαν κήρυκα ἕκαστος.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρύαλος ἀπαμείβετο φώνησέν τε·\nἈλκίνοε κρεῖον, πάντων ἀριδείκετε λαῶν,\nτοιγὰρ ἐγὼ τὸν ξεῖνον ἀρέσσομαι, ὡς σὺ κελεύεις.\nδώσω οἱ τόδʼ ἄορ παγχάλκεον, ᾧ ἔπι κώπη\nἀργυρέη, κολεὸν δὲ νεοπρίστου ἐλέφαντος\nἀμφιδεδίνηται· πολέος δέ οἱ ἄξιον ἔσται.\nὣς εἰπὼν ἐν χερσὶ τίθει ξίφος ἀργυρόηλον\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nχαῖρε, πάτερ ὦ ξεῖνε· ἔπος δʼ εἴ πέρ τι βέβακται\nδεινόν, ἄφαρ τὸ φέροιεν ἀναρπάξασαι ἄελλαι.\nσοὶ δὲ θεοὶ ἄλοχόν τʼ ἰδέειν καὶ πατρίδʼ ἱκέσθαι\nδοῖεν, ἐπεὶ δὴ δηθὰ φίλων ἄπο πήματα πάσχεις.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nκαὶ σὺ φίλος μάλα χαῖρε, θεοὶ δέ τοι ὄλβια δοῖεν.\nμηδέ τι τοι ξίφεός γε ποθὴ μετόπισθε γένοιτο\nτούτου, ὃ δή μοι δῶκας ἀρεσσάμενος ἐπέεσσιν.",
    "en": "Thus did he speak. The others all of them applauded his saying, and sent their servants to fetch the presents. Then Euryalus said, “King Alcinous, I will give the stranger all the satisfaction you require. He shall have my sword, which is of bronze, all but the hilt, which is of silver. I will also give him the scabbard of newly sawn ivory into which it fits. It will be worth a great deal to him.”\nAs he spoke he placed the sword in the hands of Ulysses and said, “Good luck to you, father stranger; if anything has been said amiss may the winds blow it away with them, and may heaven grant you a safe return, for I understand you have been long away from home, and have gone through much hardship.”\nTo which Ulysses answered, “Good luck to you too my friend, and may the gods grant you every happiness. I hope you will not miss the sword you have given me along with your apology.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.416–432",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα καὶ ἀμφʼ ὤμοισι θέτο ξίφος ἀργυρόηλον.\nδύσετό τʼ ἠέλιος, καὶ τῷ κλυτὰ δῶρα παρῆεν.\nκαὶ τά γʼ ἐς Ἀλκινόοιο φέρον κήρυκες ἀγαυοί·\nδεξάμενοι δʼ ἄρα παῖδες ἀμύμονος Ἀλκινόοιο\nμητρὶ παρʼ αἰδοίῃ ἔθεσαν περικαλλέα δῶρα.\nτοῖσιν δʼ ἡγεμόνευʼ ἱερὸν μένος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nἐλθόντες δὲ καθῖζον ἐν ὑψηλοῖσι θρόνοισι.\nδή ῥα τότʼ Ἀρήτην προσέφη μένος Ἀλκινόοιο·\nδεῦρο, γύναι, φέρε χηλὸν ἀριπρεπέʼ, ἥ τις ἀρίστη·\nἐν δʼ αὐτὴ θὲς φᾶρος ἐυπλυνὲς ἠδὲ χιτῶνα.\nἀμφὶ δέ οἱ πυρὶ χαλκὸν ἰήνατε, θέρμετε δʼ ὕδωρ,\nὄφρα λοεσσάμενός τε ἰδών τʼ ἐὺ κείμενα πάντα\nδῶρα, τά οἱ Φαίηκες ἀμύμονες ἐνθάδʼ ἔνεικαν,\nδαιτί τε τέρπηται καὶ ἀοιδῆς ὕμνον ἀκούων.\nκαί οἱ ἐγὼ τόδʼ ἄλεισον ἐμὸν περικαλλὲς ὀπάσσω,\nχρύσεον, ὄφρʼ ἐμέθεν μεμνημένος ἤματα πάντα\nσπένδῃ ἐνὶ μεγάρῳ Διί τʼ ἄλλοισίν τε θεοῖσιν.",
    "en": "With these words he girded the sword about his shoulders and towards sundown the presents began to make their appearance, as the servants of the donors kept bringing them to the house of King Alcinous; here his sons received them, and placed them under their mother’s charge. Then Alcinous led the way to the house and bade his guests take their seats.\n“Wife,” said he, turning to Queen Arete, “Go, fetch the best chest we have, and put a clean cloak and shirt in it. Also, set a copper on the fire and heat some water; our guest will take a warm bath; see also to the careful packing of the presents that the noble Phaeacians have made him; he will thus better enjoy both his supper and the singing that will follow. I shall myself give him this golden goblet, which is of exquisite workmanship, that he may be reminded of me for the rest of his life whenever he makes a drink offering to Jove, or to any of the gods.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.433–445",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, Ἀρήτη δὲ μετὰ δμῳῇσιν ἔειπεν\nἀμφὶ πυρὶ στῆσαι τρίποδα μέγαν ὅττι τάχιστα.\nαἱ δὲ λοετροχόον τρίποδʼ ἵστασαν ἐν πυρὶ κηλέῳ,\nἔν δʼ ἄρʼ ὕδωρ ἔχεαν, ὑπὸ δὲ ξύλα δαῖον ἑλοῦσαι.\nγάστρην μὲν τρίποδος πῦρ ἄμφεπε, θέρμετο δʼ ὕδωρ·\nτόφρα δʼ ἄρʼ Ἀρήτη ξείνῳ περικαλλέα χηλὸν\nἐξέφερεν θαλάμοιο, τίθει δʼ ἐνὶ κάλλιμα δῶρα,\nἐσθῆτα χρυσόν τε, τά οἱ Φαίηκες ἔδωκαν·\nἐν δʼ αὐτὴ φᾶρος θῆκεν καλόν τε χιτῶνα,\nκαί μιν φωνήσασʼ ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nαὐτὸς νῦν ἴδε πῶμα, θοῶς δʼ ἐπὶ δεσμὸν ἴηλον,\nμή τίς τοι καθʼ ὁδὸν δηλήσεται, ὁππότʼ ἂν αὖτε\nεὕδῃσθα γλυκὺν ὕπνον ἰὼν ἐν νηὶ μελαίνῃ.",
    "en": "Then Arete told her maids to set a large tripod upon the fire as fast as they could, whereon they set a tripod full of bath water on to a clear fire; they threw on sticks to make it blaze, and the water became hot as the flame played about the belly of the tripod. Meanwhile Arete brought a magnificent chest from her own room, and inside it she packed all the beautiful presents of gold and raiment which the Phaeacians had brought. Lastly she added a cloak and a good shirt from Alcinous, and said to Ulysses:\n“See to the lid yourself, and have the whole bound round at once, for fear any one should rob you by the way when you are asleep in your ship.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.446–462",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ τό γʼ ἄκουσε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nαὐτίκʼ ἐπήρτυε πῶμα, θοῶς δʼ ἐπὶ δεσμὸν ἴηλεν\nποικίλον, ὅν ποτέ μιν δέδαε φρεσὶ πότνια Κίρκη·\nαὐτόδιον δʼ ἄρα μιν ταμίη λούσασθαι ἀνώγει\nἔς ῥʼ ἀσάμινθον βάνθʼ· ὁ δʼ ἄρ ἀσπασίως ἴδε θυμῷ\nθερμὰ λοέτρʼ, ἐπεὶ οὔ τι κομιζόμενός γε θάμιζεν,\nἐπεὶ δὴ λίπε δῶμα Καλυψοῦς ἠυκόμοιο.\nτόφρα δέ οἱ κομιδή γε θεῷ ὣς ἔμπεδος ἦεν.\nτὸν δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν δμῳαὶ λοῦσαν καὶ χρῖσαν ἐλαίῳ,\nἀμφὶ δέ μιν χλαῖναν καλὴν βάλον ἠδὲ χιτῶνα,\nἔκ ῥʼ ἀσαμίνθου βὰς ἄνδρας μέτα οἰνοποτῆρας\nἤιε· Ναυσικάα δὲ θεῶν ἄπο κάλλος ἔχουσα\nστῆ ῥα παρὰ σταθμὸν τέγεος πύκα ποιητοῖο,\nθαύμαζεν δʼ Ὀδυσῆα ἐν ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ὁρῶσα,\nκαί μιν φωνήσασʼ ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nχαῖρε, ξεῖνʼ, ἵνα καί ποτʼ ἐὼν ἐν πατρίδι γαίῃ\nμνήσῃ ἐμεῦ, ὅτι μοι πρώτῃ ζωάγριʼ ὀφέλλεις.",
    "en": "When Ulysses heard this he put the lid on the chest and made it fast with a bond that Circe had taught him. He had done so before an upper servant told him to come to the bath and wash himself. He was very glad of a warm bath, for he had had no one to wait upon him ever since he left the house of Calypso, who as long as he remained with her had taken as good care of him as though he had been a god. When the servants had done washing and anointing him with oil, and had given him a clean cloak and shirt, he left the bath room and joined the guests who were sitting over their wine. Lovely Nausicaa stood by one of the bearing-posts supporting the roof of the cloister, and admired him as she saw him pass. “Farewell stranger,” said she, “do not forget me when you are safe at home again, for it is to me first that you owe a ransom for having saved your life.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.463–481",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς.\nΝαυσικάα θύγατερ μεγαλήτορος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nοὕτω νῦν Ζεὺς θείη, ἐρίγδουπος πόσις Ἥρης,\nοἴκαδέ τʼ ἐλθέμεναι καὶ νόστιμον ἦμαρ ἰδέσθαι·\nτῷ κέν τοι καὶ κεῖθι θεῷ ὣς εὐχετοῴμην\nαἰεὶ ἤματα πάντα· σὺ γάρ μʼ ἐβιώσαο, κούρη.\nἦ ῥα καὶ ἐς θρόνον ἷζε παρʼ Ἀλκίνοον βασιλῆα·\nοἱ δʼ ἤδη μοίρας τʼ ἔνεμον κερόωντό τε οἶνον.\nκῆρυξ δʼ ἐγγύθεν ἦλθεν ἄγων ἐρίηρον ἀοιδόν,\nΔημόδοκον λαοῖσι τετιμένον· εἷσε δʼ ἄρʼ αὐτὸν\nμέσσῳ δαιτυμόνων, πρὸς κίονα μακρὸν ἐρείσας.\nδὴ τότε κήρυκα προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς,\nνώτου ἀποπροταμών, ἐπὶ δὲ πλεῖον ἐλέλειπτο,\nἀργιόδοντος ὑός, θαλερὴ δʼ ἦν ἀμφὶς ἀλοιφή·\nκῆρυξ, τῆ δή, τοῦτο πόρε κρέας, ὄφρα φάγῃσιν,\nΔημοδόκῳ· καί μιν προσπτύξομαι ἀχνύμενός περ·\nπᾶσι γὰρ ἀνθρώποισιν ἐπιχθονίοισιν ἀοιδοὶ\nτιμῆς ἔμμοροί εἰσι καὶ αἰδοῦς, οὕνεκʼ ἄρα σφέας\nοἴμας μοῦσʼ ἐδίδαξε, φίλησε δὲ φῦλον ἀοιδῶν.",
    "en": "And Ulysses said, “Nausicaa, daughter of great Alcinous, may Jove the mighty husband of Juno, grant that I may reach my home; so shall I bless you as my guardian angel all my days, for it was you who saved me.”\nWhen he had said this, he seated himself beside Alcinous. Supper was then served, and the wine was mixed for drinking. A servant led in the favourite bard Demodocus, and set him in the midst of the company, near one of the bearing-posts supporting the cloister, that he might lean against it. Then Ulysses cut off a piece of roast pork with plenty of fat (for there was abundance left on the joint) and said to a servant, “Take this piece of pork over to Demodocus and tell him to eat it; for all the pain his lays may cause me I will salute him none the less; bards are honoured and respected throughout the world, for the muse teaches them their songs and loves them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.482–498",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, κῆρυξ δὲ φέρων ἐν χερσὶν ἔθηκεν\nἥρῳ Δημοδόκῳ· ὁ δʼ ἐδέξατο, χαῖρε δὲ θυμῷ.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nδὴ τότε Δημόδοκον προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nΔημόδοκʼ, ἔξοχα δή σε βροτῶν αἰνίζομʼ ἁπάντων.\nἢ σέ γε μοῦσʼ ἐδίδαξε, Διὸς πάϊς, ἢ σέ γʼ Ἀπόλλων·\nλίην γὰρ κατὰ κόσμον Ἀχαιῶν οἶτον ἀείδεις,\nὅσσʼ ἔρξαν τʼ ἔπαθόν τε καὶ ὅσσʼ ἐμόγησαν Ἀχαιοί,\nὥς τέ που ἢ αὐτὸς παρεὼν ἢ ἄλλου ἀκούσας.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε δὴ μετάβηθι καὶ ἵππου κόσμον ἄεισον\nδουρατέου, τὸν Ἐπειὸς ἐποίησεν σὺν Ἀθήνῃ,\nὅν ποτʼ ἐς ἀκρόπολιν δόλον ἤγαγε δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἀνδρῶν ἐμπλήσας οἵ ῥʼ Ἴλιον ἐξαλάπαξαν.\nαἴ κεν δή μοι ταῦτα κατὰ μοῖραν καταλέξῃς,\nαὐτίκʼ ἐγὼ πᾶσιν μυθήσομαι ἀνθρώποισιν,\nὡς ἄρα τοι πρόφρων θεὸς ὤπασε θέσπιν ἀοιδήν.",
    "en": "The servant carried the pork in his fingers over to Demodocus, who took it and was very much pleased. They then laid their hands on the good things that were before them, and as soon as they had had to eat and drink, Ulysses said to Demodocus, “Demodocus, there is no one in the world whom I admire more than I do you. You must have studied under the Muse, Jove’s daughter, and under Apollo, so accurately do you sing the return of the Achaeans with all their sufferings and adventures. If you were not there yourself, you must have heard it all from some one who was. Now, however, change your song and tell us of the wooden horse which Epeus made with the assistance of Minerva, and which Ulysses got by stratagem into the fort of Troy after freighting it with the men who afterwards sacked the city. If you will sing this tale aright I will tell all the world how magnificently heaven has endowed you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.499–515",
    "orig": "ὣς φάθʼ, ὁ δʼ ὁρμηθεὶς θεοῦ ἤρχετο, φαῖνε δʼ ἀοιδήν,\nἔνθεν ἑλὼν ὡς οἱ μὲν ἐυσσέλμων ἐπὶ νηῶν\nβάντες ἀπέπλειον, πῦρ ἐν κλισίῃσι βαλόντες,\nἈργεῖοι, τοὶ δʼ ἤδη ἀγακλυτὸν ἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆα\nἥατʼ ἐνὶ Τρώων ἀγορῇ κεκαλυμμένοι ἵππῳ·\nαὐτοὶ γάρ μιν Τρῶες ἐς ἀκρόπολιν ἐρύσαντο.\nὣς ὁ μὲν ἑστήκει, τοὶ δʼ ἄκριτα πόλλʼ ἀγόρευον\nἥμενοι ἀμφʼ αὐτόν· τρίχα δέ σφισιν ἥνδανε βουλή,\nἠὲ διαπλῆξαι κοῖλον δόρυ νηλέι χαλκῷ,\nἢ κατὰ πετράων βαλέειν ἐρύσαντας ἐπʼ ἄκρης,\nἢ ἐάαν μέγʼ ἄγαλμα θεῶν θελκτήριον εἶναι,\nτῇ περ δὴ καὶ ἔπειτα τελευτήσεσθαι ἔμελλεν·\nαἶσα γὰρ ἦν ἀπολέσθαι, ἐπὴν πόλις ἀμφικαλύψῃ\nδουράτεον μέγαν ἵππον, ὅθʼ ἥατο πάντες ἄριστοι\nἈργείων Τρώεσσι φόνον καὶ κῆρα φέροντες.\nἤειδεν δʼ ὡς ἄστυ διέπραθον υἷες Ἀχαιῶν\nἱππόθεν ἐκχύμενοι, κοῖλον λόχον ἐκπρολιπόντες.",
    "en": "The bard inspired of heaven took up the story at the point where some of the Argives set fire to their tents and sailed away while others, hidden within the horse, were waiting with Ulysses in the Trojan place of assembly. For the Trojans themselves had drawn the horse into their fortress, and it stood there while they sat in council round it, and were in three minds as to what they should do. Some were for breaking it up then and there; others would have it dragged to the top of the rock on which the fortress stood, and then thrown down the precipice; while yet others were for letting it remain as an offering and propitiation for the gods. And this was how they settled it in the end, for the city was doomed when it took in that horse, within which were all the bravest of the Argives waiting to bring death and destruction on the Trojans. Anon he sang how the sons of the Achaeans issued from the horse, and sacked the town, breaking out from their ambuscade."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.516–531",
    "orig": "ἄλλον δʼ ἄλλῃ ἄειδε πόλιν κεραϊζέμεν αἰπήν,\nαὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσῆα προτὶ δώματα Δηιφόβοιο\nβήμεναι, ἠύτʼ Ἄρηα σὺν ἀντιθέῳ Μενελάῳ.\nκεῖθι δὴ αἰνότατον πόλεμον φάτο τολμήσαντα\nνικῆσαι καὶ ἔπειτα διὰ μεγάθυμον Ἀθήνην.\nταῦτʼ ἄρʼ ἀοιδὸς ἄειδε περικλυτός· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nτήκετο, δάκρυ δʼ ἔδευεν ὑπὸ βλεφάροισι παρειάς.\nὡς δὲ γυνὴ κλαίῃσι φίλον πόσιν ἀμφιπεσοῦσα,\nὅς τε ἑῆς πρόσθεν πόλιος λαῶν τε πέσῃσιν,\nἄστεϊ καὶ τεκέεσσιν ἀμύνων νηλεὲς ἦμαρ·\nἡ μὲν τὸν θνήσκοντα καὶ ἀσπαίροντα ἰδοῦσα\nἀμφʼ αὐτῷ χυμένη λίγα κωκύει· οἱ δέ τʼ ὄπισθε\nκόπτοντες δούρεσσι μετάφρενον ἠδὲ καὶ ὤμους\nεἴρερον εἰσανάγουσι, πόνον τʼ ἐχέμεν καὶ ὀιζύν·\nτῆς δʼ ἐλεεινοτάτῳ ἄχεϊ φθινύθουσι παρειαί·\nὣς Ὀδυσεὺς ἐλεεινὸν ὑπʼ ὀφρύσι δάκρυον εἶβεν.",
    "en": "He sang how they overran the city hither and thither and ravaged it, and how Ulysses went raging like Mars along with Menelaus to the house of Deiphobus. It was there that the fight raged most furiously, nevertheless by Minerva’s help he was victorious.\nAll this he told, but Ulysses was overcome as he heard him, and his cheeks were wet with tears. He wept as a woman weeps when she throws herself on the body of her husband who has fallen before his own city and people, fighting bravely in defence of his home and children. She screams aloud and flings her arms about him as he lies gasping for breath and dying, but her enemies beat her from behind about the back and shoulders, and carry her off into slavery, to a life of labour and sorrow, and the beauty fades from her cheeks, even so piteously did Ulysses weep, but none of those present perceived his tears except Alcinous, who was sitting near him, and could hear the sobs and sighs that he was heaving."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.532–547",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ ἄλλους μὲν πάντας ἐλάνθανε δάκρυα λείβων,\nἈλκίνοος δέ μιν οἶος ἐπεφράσατʼ ἠδʼ ἐνόησεν,\nἥμενος ἄγχʼ αὐτοῦ, βαρὺ δὲ στενάχοντος ἄκουσεν.\nαἶψα δὲ Φαιήκεσσι φιληρέτμοισι μετηύδα·\nκέκλυτε, Φαιήκων ἡγήτορες ἠδὲ μέδοντες,\nΔημόδοκος δʼ ἤδη σχεθέτω φόρμιγγα λίγειαν·\nοὐ γάρ πως πάντεσσι χαριζόμενος τάδʼ ἀείδει.\nἐξ οὗ δορπέομέν τε καὶ ὤρορε θεῖος ἀοιδός,\nἐκ τοῦ δʼ οὔ πω παύσατʼ ὀιζυροῖο γόοιο\nὁ ξεῖνος· μάλα πού μιν ἄχος φρένας ἀμφιβέβηκεν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγʼ ὁ μὲν σχεθέτω, ἵνʼ ὁμῶς τερπώμεθα πάντες,\nξεινοδόκοι καὶ ξεῖνος, ἐπεὶ πολὺ κάλλιον οὕτως·\nεἵνεκα γὰρ ξείνοιο τάδʼ αἰδοίοιο τέτυκται,\nπομπὴ καὶ φίλα δῶρα, τά οἱ δίδομεν φιλέοντες.\nἀντὶ κασιγνήτου ξεῖνός θʼ ἱκέτης τε τέτυκται\nἀνέρι, ὅς τʼ ὀλίγον περ ἐπιψαύῃ πραπίδεσσι.",
    "en": "The king, therefore, at once rose and said:\n“Aldermen and town councillors of the Phaeacians, let Demodocus cease his song, for there are those present who do not seem to like it. From the moment that we had done supper and Demodocus began to sing, our guest has been all the time groaning and lamenting. He is evidently in great trouble, so let the bard leave off, that we may all enjoy ourselves, hosts and guest alike. This will be much more as it should be, for all these festivities, with the escort and the presents that we are making with so much good will are wholly in his honour, and any one with even a moderate amount of right feeling knows that he ought to treat a guest and a suppliant as though he were his own brother."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.548–566",
    "orig": "τῷ νῦν μηδὲ σὺ κεῦθε νοήμασι κερδαλέοισιν\nὅττι κέ σʼ εἴρωμαι· φάσθαι δέ σε κάλλιόν ἐστιν.\nεἴπʼ ὄνομʼ ὅττι σε κεῖθι κάλεον μήτηρ τε πατήρ τε\nἄλλοι θʼ οἳ κατὰ ἄστυ καὶ οἳ περιναιετάουσιν.\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τις πάμπαν ἀνώνυμός ἐστʼ ἀνθρώπων,\nοὐ κακὸς οὐδὲ μὲν ἐσθλός, ἐπὴν τὰ πρῶτα γένηται,\nἀλλʼ ἐπὶ πᾶσι τίθενται, ἐπεί κε τέκωσι, τοκῆες.\nεἰπὲ δέ μοι γαῖάν τε· τεὴν δῆμόν τε πόλιν τε,\nὄφρα σε τῇ πέμπωσι τιτυσκόμεναι φρεσὶ νῆες·\nοὐ γὰρ Φαιήκεσσι κυβερνητῆρες ἔασιν,\nοὐδέ τι πηδάλιʼ ἔστι, τά τʼ ἄλλαι νῆες ἔχουσιν·\nἀλλʼ αὐταὶ ἴσασι νοήματα καὶ φρένας ἀνδρῶν,\nκαὶ πάντων ἴσασι πόλιας καὶ πίονας ἀγροὺς\nἀνθρώπων, καὶ λαῖτμα τάχισθʼ ἁλὸς ἐκπερόωσιν\nἠέρι καὶ νεφέλῃ κεκαλυμμέναι· οὐδέ ποτέ σφιν\nοὔτε τι πημανθῆναι ἔπι δέος οὔτʼ ἀπολέσθαι.\nἀλλὰ τόδʼ ὥς ποτε πατρὸς ἐγὼν εἰπόντος ἄκουσα\nΝαυσιθόου, ὃς ἔφασκε Ποσειδάωνʼ ἀγάσασθαι\nἡμῖν, οὕνεκα πομποὶ ἀπήμονές εἰμεν ἁπάντων.",
    "en": "“Therefore, Sir, do you on your part affect no more concealment nor reserve in the matter about which I shall ask you; it will be more polite in you to give me a plain answer; tell me the name by which your father and mother over yonder used to call you, and by which you were known among your neighbours and fellow-citizens. There is no one, neither rich nor poor, who is absolutely without any name whatever, for people’s fathers and mothers give them names as soon as they are born. Tell me also your country, nation, and city, that our ships may shape their purpose accordingly and take you there. For the Phaeacians have no pilots; their vessels have no rudders as those of other nations have, but the ships themselves understand what it is that we are thinking about and want; they know all the cities and countries in the whole world, and can traverse the sea just as well even when it is covered with mist and cloud, so that there is no danger of being wrecked or coming to any harm. Still I do remember hearing my father say that Neptune was angry with us for being too easy-going in the matter of giving people escorts."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 8.567–586",
    "orig": "φῆ ποτὲ Φαιήκων ἀνδρῶν ἐυεργέα νῆα\nἐκ πομπῆς ἀνιοῦσαν ἐν ἠεροειδέι πόντῳ\nῥαισέμεναι, μέγα δʼ ἧμιν ὄρος πόλει ἀμφικαλύψειν.\nὣς ἀγόρευʼ ὁ γέρων· τὰ δέ κεν θεὸς ἢ τελέσειεν\nἤ κʼ ἀτέλεστʼ εἴη, ὥς οἱ φίλον ἔπλετο θυμῷ·\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον,\nὅππῃ ἀπεπλάγχθης τε καὶ ἅς τινας ἵκεο χώρας\nἀνθρώπων, αὐτούς τε πόλιάς τʼ ἐὺ ναιετοώσας,\nἠμὲν ὅσοι χαλεποί τε καὶ ἄγριοι οὐδὲ δίκαιοι,\nοἵ τε φιλόξεινοι, καί σφιν νόος ἐστὶ θεουδής.\nεἰπὲ δʼ ὅ τι κλαίεις καὶ ὀδύρεαι ἔνδοθι θυμῷ\nἈργείων Δαναῶν ἠδʼ Ἰλίου οἶτον ἀκούων.\nτὸν δὲ θεοὶ μὲν τεῦξαν, ἐπεκλώσαντο δʼ ὄλεθρον\nἀνθρώποις, ἵνα ᾖσι καὶ ἐσσομένοισιν ἀοιδή.\nἦ τίς τοι καὶ πηὸς ἀπέφθιτο Ἰλιόθι πρὸ\nἐσθλὸς ἐών, γαμβρὸς ἢ πενθερός, οἵ τε μάλιστα\nκήδιστοι τελέθουσι μεθʼ αἷμά τε καὶ γένος αὐτῶν;\nἦ τίς που καὶ ἑταῖρος ἀνὴρ κεχαρισμένα εἰδώς,\nἐσθλός; ἐπεὶ οὐ μέν τι κασιγνήτοιο χερείων\nγίγνεται, ὅς κεν ἑταῖρος ἐὼν πεπνυμένα εἰδῇ.",
    "en": "He said that one of these days he should wreck a ship of ours as it was returning from having escorted some one, and bury our city under a high mountain. This is what my father used to say, but whether the god will carry out his threat or no is a matter which he will decide for himself.\n“And now, tell me and tell me true. Where have you been wandering, and in what countries have you travelled? Tell us of the peoples themselves, and of their cities, who were hostile, savage and uncivilised, and who, on the other hand, hospitable and humane. Tell us also why you are made so unhappy on hearing about the return of the Argive Danaans from Troy. The gods arranged all this, and sent them their misfortunes in order that future generations might have something to sing about. Did you lose some brave kinsman of your wife’s when you were before Troy? a son-in-law or father-in-law, which are the nearest relations a man has outside his own flesh and blood? or was it some brave and kindly-natured comrade, for a good friend is as dear to a man as his own brother?”"
   }
  ],
  "9": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.1–15",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἈλκίνοε κρεῖον, πάντων ἀριδείκετε λαῶν,\nἦ τοι μὲν τόδε καλὸν ἀκουέμεν ἐστὶν ἀοιδοῦ\nτοιοῦδʼ οἷος ὅδʼ ἐστί, θεοῖς ἐναλίγκιος αὐδήν.\nοὐ γὰρ ἐγώ γέ τί φημι τέλος χαριέστερον εἶναι\nἢ ὅτʼ ἐυφροσύνη μὲν ἔχῃ κάτα δῆμον ἅπαντα,\nδαιτυμόνες δʼ ἀνὰ δώματʼ ἀκουάζωνται ἀοιδοῦ\nἥμενοι ἑξείης, παρὰ δὲ πλήθωσι τράπεζαι\nσίτου καὶ κρειῶν, μέθυ δʼ ἐκ κρητῆρος ἀφύσσων\nοἰνοχόος φορέῃσι καὶ ἐγχείῃ δεπάεσσι·\nτοῦτό τί μοι κάλλιστον ἐνὶ φρεσὶν εἴδεται εἶναι.\nσοὶ δʼ ἐμὰ κήδεα θυμὸς ἐπετράπετο στονόεντα\nεἴρεσθʼ, ὄφρʼ ἔτι μᾶλλον ὀδυρόμενος στεναχίζω·\nτί πρῶτόν τοι ἔπειτα, τί δʼ ὑστάτιον καταλέξω;\nκήδεʼ ἐπεί μοι πολλὰ δόσαν θεοὶ Οὐρανίωνες.",
    "en": "And Ulysses answered, “King Alcinous, it is a good thing to hear a bard with such a divine voice as this man has. There is nothing better or more delightful than when a whole people make merry together, with the guests sitting orderly to listen, while the table is loaded with bread and meats, and the cup-bearer draws wine and fills his cup for every man. This is indeed as fair a sight as a man can see. Now, however, since you are inclined to ask the story of my sorrows, and rekindle my own sad memories in respect of them, I do not know how to begin, nor yet how to continue and conclude my tale, for the hand of heaven has been laid heavily upon me."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.16–28",
    "orig": "νῦν δʼ ὄνομα πρῶτον μυθήσομαι, ὄφρα καὶ ὑμεῖς\nεἴδετʼ, ἐγὼ δʼ ἂν ἔπειτα φυγὼν ὕπο νηλεὲς ἦμαρ\nὑμῖν ξεῖνος ἔω καὶ ἀπόπροθι δώματα ναίων.\nεἴμʼ Ὀδυσεὺς Λαερτιάδης, ὃς πᾶσι δόλοισιν\nἀνθρώποισι μέλω, καί μευ κλέος οὐρανὸν ἵκει.\nναιετάω δʼ Ἰθάκην ἐυδείελον· ἐν δʼ ὄρος αὐτῇ\nΝήριτον εἰνοσίφυλλον, ἀριπρεπές· ἀμφὶ δὲ νῆσοι\nπολλαὶ ναιετάουσι μάλα σχεδὸν ἀλλήλῃσι,\nΔουλίχιόν τε Σάμη τε καὶ ὑλήεσσα Ζάκυνθος.\nαὐτὴ δὲ χθαμαλὴ πανυπερτάτη εἰν ἁλὶ κεῖται\nπρὸς ζόφον, αἱ δέ τʼ ἄνευθε πρὸς ἠῶ τʼ ἠέλιόν τε,\nτρηχεῖʼ, ἀλλʼ ἀγαθὴ κουροτρόφος· οὔ τοι ἐγώ γε\nἧς γαίης δύναμαι γλυκερώτερον ἄλλο ἰδέσθαι.",
    "en": "“Firstly, then, I will tell you my name that you too may know it, and one day, if I outlive this time of sorrow, may become my guests though I live so far away from all of you. I am Ulysses son of Laertes, renowned among mankind for all manner of subtlety, so that my fame ascends to heaven. I live in Ithaca, where there is a high mountain called Neritum, covered with forests; and not far from it there is a group of islands very near to one another, Dulichium, Same, and the wooded island of Zacynthus. It lies squat on the horizon, all highest up in the sea towards the sunset, while the others lie away from it towards dawn. It is a rugged island, but it breeds brave men, and my eyes know none that they better love to look upon."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.29–44",
    "orig": "ἦ μέν μʼ αὐτόθʼ ἔρυκε Καλυψώ, δῖα θεάων,\nἐν σπέσσι γλαφυροῖσι, λιλαιομένη πόσιν εἶναι·\nὣς δʼ αὔτως Κίρκη κατερήτυεν ἐν μεγάροισιν\nΑἰαίη δολόεσσα, λιλαιομένη πόσιν εἶναι·\nἀλλʼ ἐμὸν οὔ ποτε θυμὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἔπειθον.\nὣς οὐδὲν γλύκιον ἧς πατρίδος οὐδὲ τοκήων\nγίγνεται, εἴ περ καί τις ἀπόπροθι πίονα οἶκον\nγαίῃ ἐν ἀλλοδαπῇ ναίει ἀπάνευθε τοκήων.\nεἰ δʼ ἄγε τοι καὶ νόστον ἐμὸν πολυκηδέʼ ἐνίσπω,\nὅν μοι Ζεὺς ἐφέηκεν ἀπὸ Τροίηθεν ἰόντι.\nἸλιόθεν με φέρων ἄνεμος Κικόνεσσι πέλασσεν,\nἸσμάρῳ. ἔνθα δʼ ἐγὼ πόλιν ἔπραθον, ὤλεσα δʼ αὐτούς·\nἐκ πόλιος δʼ ἀλόχους καὶ κτήματα πολλὰ λαβόντες\nδασσάμεθʼ, ὡς μή τίς μοι ἀτεμβόμενος κίοι ἴσης.\nἔνθʼ ἦ τοι μὲν ἐγὼ διερῷ ποδὶ φευγέμεν ἡμέας\nἠνώγεα, τοὶ δὲ μέγα νήπιοι οὐκ ἐπίθοντο.",
    "en": "The goddess Calypso kept me with her in her cave, and wanted me to marry her, as did also the cunning Aeaean goddess Circe; but they could neither of them persuade me, for there is nothing dearer to a man than his own country and his parents, and however splendid a home he may have in a foreign country, if it be far from father or mother, he does not care about it. Now, however, I will tell you of the many hazardous adventures which by Jove’s will I met with on my return from Troy.\n“When I had set sail thence the wind took me first to Ismarus, which is the city of the Cicons. There I sacked the town and put the people to the sword. We took their wives and also much booty, which we divided equitably amongst us, so that none might have reason to complain."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.45–61",
    "orig": "ἔνθα δὲ πολλὸν μὲν μέθυ πίνετο, πολλὰ δὲ μῆλα\nἔσφαζον παρὰ θῖνα καὶ εἰλίποδας ἕλικας βοῦς·\nτόφρα δʼ ἄρʼ οἰχόμενοι Κίκονες Κικόνεσσι γεγώνευν,\nοἵ σφιν γείτονες ἦσαν, ἅμα πλέονες καὶ ἀρείους,\nἤπειρον ναίοντες, ἐπιστάμενοι μὲν ἀφʼ ἵππων\nἀνδράσι μάρνασθαι καὶ ὅθι χρὴ πεζὸν ἐόντα.\nἦλθον ἔπειθʼ ὅσα φύλλα καὶ ἄνθεα γίγνεται ὥρῃ,\nἠέριοι· τότε δή ῥα κακὴ Διὸς αἶσα παρέστη\nἡμῖν αἰνομόροισιν, ἵνʼ ἄλγεα πολλὰ πάθοιμεν.\nστησάμενοι δʼ ἐμάχοντο μάχην παρὰ νηυσὶ θοῇσι,\nβάλλον δʼ ἀλλήλους χαλκήρεσιν ἐγχείῃσιν.\nὄφρα μὲν ἠὼς ἦν καὶ ἀέξετο ἱερὸν ἦμαρ,\nτόφρα δʼ ἀλεξόμενοι μένομεν πλέονάς περ ἐόντας.\nἦμος δʼ ἠέλιος μετενίσσετο βουλυτόνδε,\nκαὶ τότε δὴ Κίκονες κλῖναν δαμάσαντες Ἀχαιούς.\nἓξ δʼ ἀφʼ ἑκάστης νηὸς ἐυκνήμιδες ἑταῖροι\nὤλονθʼ· οἱ δʼ ἄλλοι φύγομεν θάνατόν τε μόρον τε.",
    "en": "I then said that we had better make off at once, but my men very foolishly would not obey me, so they staid there drinking much wine and killing great numbers of sheep and oxen on the sea shore. Meanwhile the Cicons cried out for help to other Cicons who lived inland. These were more in number, and stronger, and they were more skilled in the art of war, for they could fight, either from chariots or on foot as the occasion served; in the morning, therefore, they came as thick as leaves and bloom in summer, and the hand of heaven was against us, so that we were hard pressed. They set the battle in array near the ships, and the hosts aimed their bronze-shod spears at one another. So long as the day waxed and it was still morning, we held our own against them, though they were more in number than we; but as the sun went down, towards the time when men loose their oxen, the Cicons got the better of us, and we lost half a dozen men from every ship we had; so we got away with those that were left."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.62–81",
    "orig": "ἔνθεν δὲ προτέρω πλέομεν ἀκαχήμενοι ἦτορ,\nἄσμενοι ἐκ θανάτοιο, φίλους ὀλέσαντες ἑταίρους.\nοὐδʼ ἄρα μοι προτέρω νῆες κίον ἀμφιέλισσαι,\nπρίν τινα τῶν δειλῶν ἑτάρων τρὶς ἕκαστον ἀῦσαι,\nοἳ θάνον ἐν πεδίῳ Κικόνων ὕπο δῃωθέντες.\nνηυσὶ δʼ ἐπῶρσʼ ἄνεμον Βορέην νεφεληγερέτα Ζεὺς\nλαίλαπι θεσπεσίῃ, σὺν δὲ νεφέεσσι κάλυψε\nγαῖαν ὁμοῦ καὶ πόντον· ὀρώρει δʼ οὐρανόθεν νύξ.\nαἱ μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἐφέροντʼ ἐπικάρσιαι, ἱστία δέ σφιν\nτριχθά τε καὶ τετραχθὰ διέσχισεν ἲς ἀνέμοιο.\nκαὶ τὰ μὲν ἐς νῆας κάθεμεν, δείσαντες ὄλεθρον,\nαὐτὰς δʼ ἐσσυμένως προερέσσαμεν ἤπειρόνδε.\nἔνθα δύω νύκτας δύο τʼ ἤματα συνεχὲς αἰεὶ\nκείμεθʼ, ὁμοῦ καμάτῳ τε καὶ ἄλγεσι θυμὸν ἔδοντες.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τρίτον ἦμαρ ἐυπλόκαμος τέλεσʼ Ἠώς,\nἱστοὺς στησάμενοι ἀνά θʼ ἱστία λεύκʼ ἐρύσαντες\nἥμεθα, τὰς δʼ ἄνεμός τε κυβερνῆταί τʼ ἴθυνον.\nκαί νύ κεν ἀσκηθὴς ἱκόμην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν·\nἀλλά με κῦμα ῥόος τε περιγνάμπτοντα Μάλειαν\nκαὶ Βορέης ἀπέωσε, παρέπλαγξεν δὲ Κυθήρων.",
    "en": "“Thence we sailed onward with sorrow in our hearts, but glad to have escaped death though we had lost our comrades, nor did we leave till we had thrice invoked each one of the poor fellows who had perished by the hands of the Cicons. Then Jove raised the North wind against us till it blew a hurricane, so that land and sky were hidden in thick clouds, and night sprang forth out of the heavens. We let the ships run before the gale, but the force of the wind tore our sails to tatters, so we took them down for fear of shipwreck, and rowed our hardest towards the land. There we lay two days and two nights suffering much alike from toil and distress of mind, but on the morning of the third day we again raised our masts, set sail, and took our places, letting the wind and steersmen direct our ship. I should have got home at that time unharmed had not the North wind and the currents been against me as I was doubling Cape Malea, and set me off my course hard by the island of Cythera."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.82–99",
    "orig": "ἔνθεν δʼ ἐννῆμαρ φερόμην ὀλοοῖς ἀνέμοισιν\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἰχθυόεντα· ἀτὰρ δεκάτῃ ἐπέβημεν\nγαίης Λωτοφάγων, οἵ τʼ ἄνθινον εἶδαρ ἔδουσιν.\nἔνθα δʼ ἐπʼ ἠπείρου βῆμεν καὶ ἀφυσσάμεθʼ ὕδωρ,\nαἶψα δὲ δεῖπνον ἕλοντο θοῇς παρὰ νηυσὶν ἑταῖροι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ σίτοιό τʼ ἐπασσάμεθʼ ἠδὲ ποτῆτος,\nδὴ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἑτάρους προΐειν πεύθεσθαι ἰόντας,\nοἵ τινες ἀνέρες εἶεν ἐπὶ χθονὶ σῖτον ἔδοντες\nἄνδρε δύω κρίνας, τρίτατον κήρυχʼ ἅμʼ ὀπάσσας.\nοἱ δʼ αἶψʼ οἰχόμενοι μίγεν ἀνδράσι Λωτοφάγοισιν·\nοὐδʼ ἄρα Λωτοφάγοι μήδονθʼ ἑτάροισιν ὄλεθρον\nἡμετέροις, ἀλλά σφι δόσαν λωτοῖο πάσασθαι.\nτῶν δʼ ὅς τις λωτοῖο φάγοι μελιηδέα καρπόν,\nοὐκέτʼ ἀπαγγεῖλαι πάλιν ἤθελεν οὐδὲ νέεσθαι,\nἀλλʼ αὐτοῦ βούλοντο μετʼ ἀνδράσι Λωτοφάγοισι\nλωτὸν ἐρεπτόμενοι μενέμεν νόστου τε λαθέσθαι.\nτοὺς μὲν ἐγὼν ἐπὶ νῆας ἄγον κλαίοντας ἀνάγκῃ,\nνηυσὶ δʼ ἐνὶ γλαφυρῇσιν ὑπὸ ζυγὰ δῆσα ἐρύσσας.",
    "en": "“I was driven thence by foul winds for a space of nine days upon the sea, but on the tenth day we reached the land of the Lotus-eaters, who live on a food that comes from a kind of flower. Here we landed to take in fresh water, and our crews got their mid-day meal on the shore near the ships. When they had eaten and drunk I sent two of my company to see what manner of men the people of the place might be, and they had a third man under them. They started at once, and went about among the Lotus-eaters, who did them no hurt, but gave them to eat of the lotus, which was so delicious that those who ate of it left off caring about home, and did not even want to go back and say what had happened to them, but were for staying and munching lotus with the Lotus-eaters without thinking further of their return; nevertheless, though they wept bitterly I forced them back to the ships and made them fast under the benches."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.100–115",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ τοὺς ἄλλους κελόμην ἐρίηρας ἑταίρους\nσπερχομένους νηῶν ἐπιβαινέμεν ὠκειάων,\nμή πώς τις λωτοῖο φαγὼν νόστοιο λάθηται.\nοἱ δʼ αἶψʼ εἴσβαινον καὶ ἐπὶ κληῖσι καθῖζον,\nἑξῆς δʼ ἑζόμενοι πολιὴν ἅλα τύπτον ἐρετμοῖς.\nἔνθεν δὲ προτέρω πλέομεν ἀκαχήμενοι ἦτορ·\nΚυκλώπων δʼ ἐς γαῖαν ὑπερφιάλων ἀθεμίστων\nἱκόμεθʼ, οἵ ῥα θεοῖσι πεποιθότες ἀθανάτοισιν\nοὔτε φυτεύουσιν χερσὶν φυτὸν οὔτʼ ἀρόωσιν,\nἀλλὰ τά γʼ ἄσπαρτα καὶ ἀνήροτα πάντα φύονται,\nπυροὶ καὶ κριθαὶ ἠδʼ ἄμπελοι, αἵ τε φέρουσιν\nοἶνον ἐριστάφυλον, καί σφιν Διὸς ὄμβρος ἀέξει.\nτοῖσιν δʼ οὔτʼ ἀγοραὶ βουληφόροι οὔτε θέμιστες,\nἀλλʼ οἵ γʼ ὑψηλῶν ὀρέων ναίουσι κάρηνα\nἐν σπέσσι γλαφυροῖσι, θεμιστεύει δὲ ἕκαστος\nπαίδων ἠδʼ ἀλόχων, οὐδʼ ἀλλήλων ἀλέγουσιν.",
    "en": "Then I told the rest to go on board at once, lest any of them should taste of the lotus and leave off wanting to get home, so they took their places and smote the grey sea with their oars.\n“We sailed hence, always in much distress, till we came to the land of the lawless and inhuman Cyclopes. Now the Cyclopes neither plant nor plough, but trust in providence, and live on such wheat, barley, and grapes as grow wild without any kind of tillage, and their wild grapes yield them wine as the sun and the rain may grow them. They have no laws nor assemblies of the people, but live in caves on the tops of high mountains; each is lord and master in his family, and they take no account of their neighbours."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.116–131",
    "orig": "νῆσος ἔπειτα λάχεια παρὲκ λιμένος τετάνυσται,\nγαίης Κυκλώπων οὔτε σχεδὸν οὔτʼ ἀποτηλοῦ,\nὑλήεσσʼ· ἐν δʼ αἶγες ἀπειρέσιαι γεγάασιν\nἄγριαι· οὐ μὲν γὰρ πάτος ἀνθρώπων ἀπερύκει,\nοὐδέ μιν εἰσοιχνεῦσι κυνηγέται, οἵ τε καθʼ ὕλην\nἄλγεα πάσχουσιν κορυφὰς ὀρέων ἐφέποντες.\nοὔτʼ ἄρα ποίμνῃσιν καταΐσχεται οὔτʼ ἀρότοισιν,\nἀλλʼ ἥ γʼ ἄσπαρτος καὶ ἀνήροτος ἤματα πάντα\nἀνδρῶν χηρεύει, βόσκει δέ τε μηκάδας αἶγας.\nοὐ γὰρ Κυκλώπεσσι νέες πάρα μιλτοπάρῃοι,\nοὐδʼ ἄνδρες νηῶν ἔνι τέκτονες, οἵ κε κάμοιεν\nνῆας ἐυσσέλμους, αἵ κεν τελέοιεν ἕκαστα\nἄστεʼ ἐπʼ ἀνθρώπων ἱκνεύμεναι, οἷά τε πολλὰ\nἄνδρες ἐπʼ ἀλλήλους νηυσὶν περόωσι θάλασσαν·\nοἵ κέ σφιν καὶ νῆσον ἐυκτιμένην ἐκάμοντο.\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τι κακή γε, φέροι δέ κεν ὥρια πάντα·",
    "en": "“Now off their harbour there lies a wooded and fertile island not quite close to the land of the Cyclopes, but still not far. It is over-run with wild goats, that breed there in great numbers and are never disturbed by foot of man; for sportsmen, who as a rule will suffer so much hardship in forest or among mountain precipices, do not go there, nor yet again is it ever ploughed or fed down, but it lies a wilderness untilled and unsown from year to year, and has no living thing upon it but only goats. For the Cyclopes have no ships, nor yet shipwrights who could make ships for them; they cannot therefore go from city to city, or sail over the sea to one another’s country as people who have ships can do; if they had had these they would have colonised the island, for it is a very good one, and would yield everything in due season."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.132–151",
    "orig": "ἐν μὲν γὰρ λειμῶνες ἁλὸς πολιοῖο παρʼ ὄχθας\nὑδρηλοὶ μαλακοί· μάλα κʼ ἄφθιτοι ἄμπελοι εἶεν.\nἐν δʼ ἄροσις λείη· μάλα κεν βαθὺ λήιον αἰεὶ\nεἰς ὥρας ἀμῷεν, ἐπεὶ μάλα πῖαρ ὑπʼ οὖδας.\nἐν δὲ λιμὴν ἐύορμος, ἵνʼ οὐ χρεὼ πείσματός ἐστιν,\nοὔτʼ εὐνὰς βαλέειν οὔτε πρυμνήσιʼ ἀνάψαι,\nἀλλʼ ἐπικέλσαντας μεῖναι χρόνον εἰς ὅ κε ναυτέων\nθυμὸς ἐποτρύνῃ καὶ ἐπιπνεύσωσιν ἀῆται.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὶ κρατὸς λιμένος ῥέει ἀγλαὸν ὕδωρ,\nκρήνη ὑπὸ σπείους· περὶ δʼ αἴγειροι πεφύασιν.\nἔνθα κατεπλέομεν, καί τις θεὸς ἡγεμόνευεν\nνύκτα διʼ ὀρφναίην, οὐδὲ προυφαίνετʼ ἰδέσθαι·\nἀὴρ γὰρ περὶ νηυσὶ βαθεῖʼ ἦν, οὐδὲ σελήνη\nοὐρανόθεν προύφαινε, κατείχετο δὲ νεφέεσσιν.\nἔνθʼ οὔ τις τὴν νῆσον ἐσέδρακεν ὀφθαλμοῖσιν,\nοὔτʼ οὖν κύματα μακρὰ κυλινδόμενα προτὶ χέρσον\nεἰσίδομεν, πρὶν νῆας ἐυσσέλμους ἐπικέλσαι.\nκελσάσῃσι δὲ νηυσὶ καθείλομεν ἱστία πάντα,\nἐκ δὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ βῆμεν ἐπὶ ῥηγμῖνι θαλάσσης·\nἔνθα δʼ ἀποβρίξαντες ἐμείναμεν Ἠῶ δῖαν.",
    "en": "There are meadows that in some places come right down to the sea shore, well watered and full of luscious grass; grapes would do there excellently; there is level land for ploughing, and it would always yield heavily at harvest time, for the soil is deep. There is a good harbour where no cables are wanted, nor yet anchors, nor need a ship be moored, but all one has to do is to beach one’s vessel and stay there till the wind becomes fair for putting out to sea again. At the head of the harbour there is a spring of clear water coming out of a cave, and there are poplars growing all round it.\n“Here we entered, but so dark was the night that some god must have brought us in, for there was nothing whatever to be seen. A thick mist hung all round our ships; the moon was hidden behind a mass of clouds so that no one could have seen the island if he had looked for it, nor were there any breakers to tell us we were close in shore before we found ourselves upon the land itself; when, however, we had beached the ships, we took down the sails, went ashore and camped upon the beach till daybreak."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.152–171",
    "orig": "ἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nνῆσον θαυμάζοντες ἐδινεόμεσθα κατʼ αὐτήν.\nὦρσαν δὲ νύμφαι, κοῦραι Διὸς αἰγιόχοιο,\nαἶγας ὀρεσκῴους, ἵνα δειπνήσειαν ἑταῖροι.\nαὐτίκα καμπύλα τόξα καὶ αἰγανέας δολιχαύλους\nεἱλόμεθʼ ἐκ νηῶν, διὰ δὲ τρίχα κοσμηθέντες\nβάλλομεν· αἶψα δʼ ἔδωκε θεὸς μενοεικέα θήρην.\nνῆες μέν μοι ἕποντο δυώδεκα, ἐς δὲ ἑκάστην\nἐννέα λάγχανον αἶγες· ἐμοὶ δὲ δέκʼ ἔξελον οἴῳ.\nὣς τότε μὲν πρόπαν ἦμαρ ἐς ἠέλιον καταδύντα\nἥμεθα δαινύμενοι κρέα τʼ ἄσπετα καὶ μέθυ ἡδύ·\nοὐ γάρ πω νηῶν ἐξέφθιτο οἶνος ἐρυθρός,\nἀλλʼ ἐνέην· πολλὸν γὰρ ἐν ἀμφιφορεῦσιν ἕκαστοι\nἠφύσαμεν Κικόνων. ἱερὸν πτολίεθρον ἑλόντες.\nΚυκλώπων δʼ ἐς γαῖαν ἐλεύσσομεν ἐγγὺς ἐόντων,\nκαπνόν τʼ αὐτῶν τε φθογγὴν ὀίων τε καὶ αἰγῶν.\nἦμος δʼ ἠέλιος κατέδυ καὶ ἐπὶ κνέφας ἦλθε,\nδὴ τότε κοιμήθημεν ἐπὶ ῥηγμῖνι θαλάσσης.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἀγορὴν θέμενος μετὰ πᾶσιν ἔειπον·",
    "en": "“When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn appeared, we admired the island and wandered all over it, while the nymphs Jove’s daughters roused the wild goats that we might get some meat for our dinner. On this we fetched our spears and bows and arrows from the ships, and dividing ourselves into three bands began to shoot the goats. Heaven sent us excellent sport; I had twelve ships with me, and each ship got nine goats, while my own ship had ten; thus through the livelong day to the going down of the sun we ate and drank our fill, and we had plenty of wine left, for each one of us had taken many jars full when we sacked the city of the Cicons, and this had not yet run out. While we were feasting we kept turning our eyes towards the land of the Cyclopes, which was hard by, and saw the smoke of their stubble fires. We could almost fancy we heard their voices and the bleating of their sheep and goats, but when the sun went down and it came on dark, we camped down upon the beach, and next morning I called a council."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.172–192",
    "orig": "ἄλλοι μὲν νῦν μίμνετʼ, ἐμοὶ ἐρίηρες ἑταῖροι·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ σὺν νηί τʼ ἐμῇ καὶ ἐμοῖς ἑτάροισιν\nἐλθὼν τῶνδʼ ἀνδρῶν πειρήσομαι, οἵ τινές εἰσιν,\nἤ ῥʼ οἵ γʼ ὑβρισταί τε καὶ ἄγριοι οὐδὲ δίκαιοι,\nἦε φιλόξεινοι, καί σφιν νόος ἐστὶ θεουδής.\nὣς εἰπὼν ἀνὰ νηὸς ἔβην, ἐκέλευσα δʼ ἑταίρους\nαὐτούς τʼ ἀμβαίνειν ἀνά τε πρυμνήσια λῦσαι.\nοἱ δʼ αἶψʼ εἴσβαινον καὶ ἐπὶ κληῖσι καθῖζον,\nἑξῆς δʼ ἑζόμενοι πολιὴν ἅλα τύπτον ἐρετμοῖς.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τὸν χῶρον ἀφικόμεθʼ ἐγγὺς ἐόντα,\nἔνθα δʼ ἐπʼ ἐσχατιῇ σπέος εἴδομεν ἄγχι θαλάσσης,\nὑψηλόν, δάφνῃσι κατηρεφές. ἔνθα δὲ πολλὰ\nμῆλʼ, ὄιές τε καὶ αἶγες, ἰαύεσκον· περὶ δʼ αὐλὴ\nὑψηλὴ δέδμητο κατωρυχέεσσι λίθοισι\nμακρῇσίν τε πίτυσσιν ἰδὲ δρυσὶν ὑψικόμοισιν.\nἔνθα δʼ ἀνὴρ ἐνίαυε πελώριος, ὅς ῥα τὰ μῆλα\nοἶος ποιμαίνεσκεν ἀπόπροθεν· οὐδὲ μετʼ ἄλλους\nπωλεῖτʼ, ἀλλʼ ἀπάνευθεν ἐὼν ἀθεμίστια ᾔδη.\nκαὶ γὰρ θαῦμʼ ἐτέτυκτο πελώριον, οὐδὲ ἐῴκει\nἀνδρί γε σιτοφάγῳ, ἀλλὰ ῥίῳ ὑλήεντι\nὑψηλῶν ὀρέων, ὅ τε φαίνεται οἶον ἀπʼ ἄλλων.",
    "en": "“‘Stay here, my brave fellows,’ said I, ‘all the rest of you, while I go with my ship and exploit these people myself: I want to see if they are uncivilised savages, or a hospitable and humane race.’\n“I went on board, bidding my men to do so also and loose the hawsers; so they took their places and smote the grey sea with their oars. When we got to the land, which was not far, there, on the face of a cliff near the sea, we saw a great cave overhung with laurels. It was a station for a great many sheep and goats, and outside there was a large yard, with a high wall round it made of stones built into the ground and of trees both pine and oak. This was the abode of a huge monster who was then away from home shepherding his flocks. He would have nothing to do with other people, but led the life of an outlaw. He was a horrid creature, not like a human being at all, but resembling rather some crag that stands out boldly against the sky on the top of a high mountain."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.193–211",
    "orig": "δὴ τότε τοὺς ἄλλους κελόμην ἐρίηρας ἑταίρους\nαὐτοῦ πὰρ νηί τε μένειν καὶ νῆα ἔρυσθαι,\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ κρίνας ἑτάρων δυοκαίδεκʼ ἀρίστους\nβῆν· ἀτὰρ αἴγεον ἀσκὸν ἔχον μέλανος οἴνοιο\nἡδέος, ὅν μοι ἔδωκε Μάρων, Ἐυάνθεος υἱός,\nἱρεὺς Ἀπόλλωνος, ὃς Ἴσμαρον ἀμφιβεβήκει,\nοὕνεκά μιν σὺν παιδὶ περισχόμεθʼ ἠδὲ γυναικὶ\nἁζόμενοι· ᾤκει γὰρ ἐν ἄλσεϊ δενδρήεντι\nΦοίβου Ἀπόλλωνος. ὁ δέ μοι πόρεν ἀγλαὰ δῶρα·\nχρυσοῦ μέν μοι ἔδωκʼ ἐυεργέος ἑπτὰ τάλαντα,\nδῶκε δέ μοι κρητῆρα πανάργυρον, αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nοἶνον ἐν ἀμφιφορεῦσι δυώδεκα πᾶσιν ἀφύσσας\nἡδὺν ἀκηράσιον, θεῖον ποτόν· οὐδέ τις αὐτὸν\nἠείδη δμώων οὐδʼ ἀμφιπόλων ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nἀλλʼ αὐτὸς ἄλοχός τε φίλη ταμίη τε μίʼ οἴη.\nτὸν δʼ ὅτε πίνοιεν μελιηδέα οἶνον ἐρυθρόν,\nἓν δέπας ἐμπλήσας ὕδατος ἀνὰ εἴκοσι μέτρα\nχεῦʼ, ὀδμὴ δʼ ἡδεῖα ἀπὸ κρητῆρος ὀδώδει\nθεσπεσίη· τότʼ ἂν οὔ τοι ἀποσχέσθαι φίλον ἦεν.",
    "en": "“I told my men to draw the ship ashore, and stay where they were, all but the twelve best among them, who were to go along with myself. I also took a goatskin of sweet black wine which had been given me by Maron, son of Euanthes, who was priest of Apollo the patron god of Ismarus, and lived within the wooded precincts of the temple. When we were sacking the city we respected him, and spared his life, as also his wife and child; so he made me some presents of great value, seven talents of fine gold, and a bowl of silver, with twelve jars of sweet wine, unblended, and of the most exquisite flavour. Not a man nor maid in the house knew about it, but only himself, his wife, and one housekeeper: when he drank it he mixed twenty parts of water to one of wine, and yet the fragrance from the mixing-bowl was so exquisite that it was impossible to refrain from drinking."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.212–230",
    "orig": "τοῦ φέρον ἐμπλήσας ἀσκὸν μέγαν, ἐν δὲ καὶ ᾖα\nκωρύκῳ· αὐτίκα γάρ μοι ὀίσατο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ\nἄνδρʼ ἐπελεύσεσθαι μεγάλην ἐπιειμένον ἀλκήν,\nἄγριον, οὔτε δίκας ἐὺ εἰδότα οὔτε θέμιστας.\nκαρπαλίμως δʼ εἰς ἄντρον ἀφικόμεθʼ, οὐδέ μιν ἔνδον\nεὕρομεν, ἀλλʼ ἐνόμευε νομὸν κάτα πίονα μῆλα.\nἐλθόντες δʼ εἰς ἄντρον ἐθηεύμεσθα ἕκαστα.\nταρσοὶ μὲν τυρῶν βρῖθον, στείνοντο δὲ σηκοὶ\nἀρνῶν ἠδʼ ἐρίφων· διακεκριμέναι δὲ ἕκασται\nἔρχατο, χωρὶς μὲν πρόγονοι, χωρὶς δὲ μέτασσαι,\nχωρὶς δʼ αὖθʼ ἕρσαι. ναῖον δʼ ὀρῷ ἄγγεα πάντα,\nγαυλοί τε σκαφίδες τε, τετυγμένα, τοῖς ἐνάμελγεν.\nἔνθʼ ἐμὲ μὲν πρώτισθʼ ἕταροι λίσσοντʼ ἐπέεσσιν\nτυρῶν αἰνυμένους ἰέναι πάλιν, αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nκαρπαλίμως ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν ἐρίφους τε καὶ ἄρνας\nσηκῶν ἐξελάσαντας ἐπιπλεῖν ἁλμυρὸν ὕδωρ·\nἀλλʼ ἐγὼ οὐ πιθόμην, ἦ τʼ ἂν πολὺ κέρδιον ἦεν,\nὄφρʼ αὐτόν τε ἴδοιμι, καὶ εἴ μοι ξείνια δοίη.\nοὐδʼ ἄρʼ ἔμελλʼ ἑτάροισι φανεὶς ἐρατεινὸς ἔσεσθαι.",
    "en": "I filled a large skin with this wine, and took a wallet full of provisions with me, for my mind misgave me that I might have to deal with some savage who would be of great strength, and would respect neither right nor law.\n“We soon reached his cave, but he was out shepherding, so we went inside and took stock of all that we could see. His cheese-racks were loaded with cheeses, and he had more lambs and kids than his pens could hold. They were kept in separate flocks; first there were the hoggets, then the oldest of the younger lambs and lastly the very young ones all kept apart from one another; as for his dairy, all the vessels, bowls, and milk pails into which he milked, were swimming with whey. When they saw all this, my men begged me to let them first steal some cheeses, and make off with them to the ship; they would then return, drive down the lambs and kids, put them on board and sail away with them. It would have been indeed better if we had done so but I would not listen to them, for I wanted to see the owner himself, in the hope that he might give me a present. When, however, we saw him my poor men found him ill to deal with."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.231–251",
    "orig": "ἔνθα δὲ πῦρ κήαντες ἐθύσαμεν ἠδὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ\nτυρῶν αἰνύμενοι φάγομεν, μένομέν τέ μιν ἔνδον\nἥμενοι, ἧος ἐπῆλθε νέμων. φέρε δʼ ὄβριμον ἄχθος\nὕλης ἀζαλέης, ἵνα οἱ ποτιδόρπιον εἴη,\nἔντοσθεν δʼ ἄντροιο βαλὼν ὀρυμαγδὸν ἔθηκεν·\nἡμεῖς δὲ δείσαντες ἀπεσσύμεθʼ ἐς μυχὸν ἄντρου.\nαὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ εἰς εὐρὺ σπέος ἤλασε πίονα μῆλα\nπάντα μάλʼ ὅσσʼ ἤμελγε, τὰ δʼ ἄρσενα λεῖπε θύρηφιν,\nἀρνειούς τε τράγους τε, βαθείης ἔκτοθεν αὐλῆς.\nαὐτὰρ ἔπειτʼ ἐπέθηκε θυρεὸν μέγαν ὑψόσʼ ἀείρας,\nὄβριμον· οὐκ ἂν τόν γε δύω καὶ εἴκοσʼ ἄμαξαι\nἐσθλαὶ τετράκυκλοι ἀπʼ οὔδεος ὀχλίσσειαν·\nτόσσην ἠλίβατον πέτρην ἐπέθηκε θύρῃσιν.\nἑζόμενος δʼ ἤμελγεν ὄις καὶ μηκάδας αἶγας,\nπάντα κατὰ μοῖραν, καὶ ὑπʼ ἔμβρυον ἧκεν ἑκάστῃ.\nαὐτίκα δʼ ἥμισυ μὲν θρέψας λευκοῖο γάλακτος\nπλεκτοῖς ἐν ταλάροισιν ἀμησάμενος κατέθηκεν,\nἥμισυ δʼ αὖτʼ ἔστησεν ἐν ἄγγεσιν, ὄφρα οἱ εἴη\nπίνειν αἰνυμένῳ καί οἱ ποτιδόρπιον εἴη.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ σπεῦσε πονησάμενος τὰ ἃ ἔργα,\nκαὶ τότε πῦρ ἀνέκαιε καὶ εἴσιδεν, εἴρετο δʼ ἡμέας·",
    "en": "“We lit a fire, offered some of the cheeses in sacrifice, ate others of them, and then sat waiting till the Cyclops should come in with his sheep. When he came, he brought in with him a huge load of dry firewood to light the fire for his supper, and this he flung with such a noise on to the floor of his cave that we hid ourselves for fear at the far end of the cavern. Meanwhile he drove all the ewes inside, as well as the she-goats that he was going to milk, leaving the males, both rams and he-goats, outside in the yards. Then he rolled a huge stone to the mouth of the cave, so huge that two and twenty strong four-wheeled waggons would not be enough to draw it from its place against the doorway. When he had so done he sat down and milked his ewes and goats, all in due course, and then let each of them have her own young. He curdled half the milk and set it aside in wicker strainers, but the other half he poured into bowls that he might drink it for his supper. When he had got through with all his work, he lit the fire, and then caught sight of us, whereon he said:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.252–271",
    "orig": "ὦ ξεῖνοι, τίνες ἐστέ; πόθεν πλεῖθʼ ὑγρὰ κέλευθα;\nἦ τι κατὰ πρῆξιν ἦ μαψιδίως ἀλάλησθε,\nοἷά τε ληιστῆρες, ὑπεὶρ ἅλα, τοί τʼ ἀλόωνται\nψυχὰς παρθέμενοι κακὸν ἀλλοδαποῖσι φέροντες;\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, ἡμῖν δʼ αὖτε κατεκλάσθη φίλον ἦτορ,\nδεισάντων φθόγγον τε βαρὺν αὐτόν τε πέλωρον.\nἀλλὰ καὶ ὥς μιν ἔπεσσιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nἡμεῖς τοι Τροίηθεν ἀποπλαγχθέντες Ἀχαιοὶ\nπαντοίοις ἀνέμοισιν ὑπὲρ μέγα λαῖτμα θαλάσσης,\nοἴκαδε ἱέμενοι, ἄλλην ὁδὸν ἄλλα κέλευθα\nἤλθομεν· οὕτω που Ζεὺς ἤθελε μητίσασθαι.\nλαοὶ δʼ Ἀτρεΐδεω Ἀγαμέμνονος εὐχόμεθʼ εἶναι,\nτοῦ δὴ νῦν γε μέγιστον ὑπουράνιον κλέος ἐστί·\nτόσσην γὰρ διέπερσε πόλιν καὶ ἀπώλεσε λαοὺς\nπολλούς. ἡμεῖς δʼ αὖτε κιχανόμενοι τὰ σὰ γοῦνα\nἱκόμεθʼ, εἴ τι πόροις ξεινήιον ἠὲ καὶ ἄλλως\nδοίης δωτίνην, ἥ τε ξείνων θέμις ἐστίν.\nἀλλʼ αἰδεῖο, φέριστε, θεούς· ἱκέται δέ τοί εἰμεν,\nΖεὺς δʼ ἐπιτιμήτωρ ἱκετάων τε ξείνων τε,\nξείνιος, ὃς ξείνοισιν ἅμʼ αἰδοίοισιν ὀπηδεῖ.",
    "en": "“‘Strangers, who are you? Where do sail from? Are you traders, or do you sail the sea as rovers, with your hands against every man, and every man’s hand against you?’\n“We were frightened out of our senses by his loud voice and monstrous form, but I managed to say, ‘We are Achaeans on our way home from Troy, but by the will of Jove, and stress of weather, we have been driven far out of our course. We are the people of Agamemnon, son of Atreus, who has won infinite renown throughout the whole world, by sacking so great a city and killing so many people. We therefore humbly pray you to show us some hospitality, and otherwise make us such presents as visitors may reasonably expect. May your excellency fear the wrath of heaven, for we are your suppliants, and Jove takes all respectable travellers under his protection, for he is the avenger of all suppliants and foreigners in distress.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.272–286",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο νηλέι θυμῷ·\nνήπιός εἰς, ὦ ξεῖνʼ, ἢ τηλόθεν εἰλήλουθας,\nὅς με θεοὺς κέλεαι ἢ δειδίμεν ἢ ἀλέασθαι·\nοὐ γὰρ Κύκλωπες Διὸς αἰγιόχου ἀλέγουσιν\nοὐδὲ θεῶν μακάρων, ἐπεὶ ἦ πολὺ φέρτεροί εἰμεν·\nοὐδʼ ἂν ἐγὼ Διὸς ἔχθος ἀλευάμενος πεφιδοίμην\nοὔτε σεῦ οὔθʼ ἑτάρων, εἰ μὴ θυμός με κελεύοι.\nἀλλά μοι εἴφʼ ὅπῃ ἔσχες ἰὼν ἐυεργέα νῆα,\nἤ που ἐπʼ ἐσχατιῆς, ἦ καὶ σχεδόν, ὄφρα δαείω.\nὣς φάτο πειράζων, ἐμὲ δʼ οὐ λάθεν εἰδότα πολλά,\nἀλλά μιν ἄψορρον προσέφην δολίοις ἐπέεσσι·\nνέα μέν μοι κατέαξε Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων\nπρὸς πέτρῃσι βαλὼν ὑμῆς ἐπὶ πείρασι γαίης,\nἄκρῃ προσπελάσας· ἄνεμος δʼ ἐκ πόντου ἔνεικεν·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ σὺν τοῖσδε ὑπέκφυγον αἰπὺν ὄλεθρον.",
    "en": "“To this he gave me but a pitiless answer, ‘Stranger,’ said he, ‘you are a fool, or else you know nothing of this country. Talk to me, indeed, about fearing the gods or shunning their anger? We Cyclopes do not care about Jove or any of your blessed gods, for we are ever so much stronger than they. I shall not spare either yourself or your companions out of any regard for Jove, unless I am in the humour for doing so. And now tell me where you made your ship fast when you came on shore. Was it round the point, or is she lying straight off the land?’\n“He said this to draw me out, but I was too cunning to be caught in that way, so I answered with a lie; ‘Neptune,’ said I, ‘sent my ship on to the rocks at the far end of your country, and wrecked it. We were driven on to them from the open sea, but I and those who are with me escaped the jaws of death.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.287–306",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ οὐδὲν ἀμείβετο νηλέι θυμῷ,\nἀλλʼ ὅ γʼ ἀναΐξας ἑτάροις ἐπὶ χεῖρας ἴαλλε,\nσὺν δὲ δύω μάρψας ὥς τε σκύλακας ποτὶ γαίῃ\nκόπτʼ· ἐκ δʼ ἐγκέφαλος χαμάδις ῥέε, δεῦε δὲ γαῖαν.\nτοὺς δὲ διὰ μελεϊστὶ ταμὼν ὡπλίσσατο δόρπον·\nἤσθιε δʼ ὥς τε λέων ὀρεσίτροφος, οὐδʼ ἀπέλειπεν,\nἔγκατά τε σάρκας τε καὶ ὀστέα μυελόεντα.\nἡμεῖς δὲ κλαίοντες ἀνεσχέθομεν Διὶ χεῖρας,\nσχέτλια ἔργʼ ὁρόωντες, ἀμηχανίη δʼ ἔχε θυμόν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ Κύκλωψ μεγάλην ἐμπλήσατο νηδὺν\nἀνδρόμεα κρέʼ ἔδων καὶ ἐπʼ ἄκρητον γάλα πίνων,\nκεῖτʼ ἔντοσθʼ ἄντροιο τανυσσάμενος διὰ μήλων.\nτὸν μὲν ἐγὼ βούλευσα κατὰ μεγαλήτορα θυμὸν\nἆσσον ἰών, ξίφος ὀξὺ ἐρυσσάμενος παρὰ μηροῦ,\nοὐτάμεναι πρὸς στῆθος, ὅθι φρένες ἧπαρ ἔχουσι,\nχείρʼ ἐπιμασσάμενος· ἕτερος δέ με θυμὸς ἔρυκεν.\nαὐτοῦ γάρ κε καὶ ἄμμες ἀπωλόμεθʼ αἰπὺν ὄλεθρον·\nοὐ γάρ κεν δυνάμεσθα θυράων ὑψηλάων\nχερσὶν ἀπώσασθαι λίθον ὄβριμον, ὃν προσέθηκεν.\nὣς τότε μὲν στενάχοντες ἐμείναμεν Ἠῶ δῖαν.",
    "en": "“The cruel wretch vouchsafed me not one word of answer, but with a sudden clutch he gripped up two of my men at once and dashed them down upon the ground as though they had been puppies. Their brains were shed upon the ground, and the earth was wet with their blood. Then he tore them limb from limb and supped upon them. He gobbled them up like a lion in the wilderness, flesh, bones, marrow, and entrails, without leaving anything uneaten. As for us, we wept and lifted up our hands to heaven on seeing such a horrid sight, for we did not know what else to do; but when the Cyclops had filled his huge paunch, and had washed down his meal of human flesh with a drink of neat milk, he stretched himself full length upon the ground among his sheep, and went to sleep. I was at first inclined to seize my sword, draw it, and drive it into his vitals, but I reflected that if I did we should all certainly be lost, for we should never be able to shift the stone which the monster had put in front of the door. So we stayed sobbing and sighing where we were till morning came."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.307–317",
    "orig": "ἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nκαὶ τότε πῦρ ἀνέκαιε καὶ ἤμελγε κλυτὰ μῆλα,\nπάντα κατὰ μοῖραν, καὶ ὑπʼ ἔμβρυον ἧκεν ἑκάστῃ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ σπεῦσε πονησάμενος τὰ ἃ ἔργα,\nσὺν δʼ ὅ γε δὴ αὖτε δύω μάρψας ὡπλίσσατο δεῖπνον.\nδειπνήσας δʼ ἄντρου ἐξήλασε πίονα μῆλα,\nῥηιδίως ἀφελὼν θυρεὸν μέγαν· αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nἂψ ἐπέθηχʼ, ὡς εἴ τε φαρέτρῃ πῶμʼ ἐπιθείη.\nπολλῇ δὲ ῥοίζῳ πρὸς ὄρος τρέπε πίονα μῆλα\nΚύκλωψ· αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ λιπόμην κακὰ βυσσοδομεύων,\nεἴ πως τισαίμην, δοίη δέ μοι εὖχος Ἀθήνη.",
    "en": "“When the child of morning, rosy-fingered dawn, appeared, he again lit his fire, milked his goats and ewes, all quite rightly, and then let each have her own young one; as soon as he had got through with all his work, he clutched up two more of my men, and began eating them for his morning’s meal. Presently, with the utmost ease, he rolled the stone away from the door and drove out his sheep, but he at once put it back again, as easily as though he were merely clapping the lid on to a quiver full of arrows. As soon as he had done so he shouted, and cried ‘Shoo, shoo,’ after his sheep to drive them on to the mountain; so I was left to scheme some way of taking my revenge and covering myself with glory."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.318–335",
    "orig": "ἥδε δέ μοι κατὰ θυμὸν ἀρίστη φαίνετο βουλή.\nΚύκλωπος γὰρ ἔκειτο μέγα ῥόπαλον παρὰ σηκῷ,\nχλωρὸν ἐλαΐνεον· τὸ μὲν ἔκταμεν, ὄφρα φοροίη\nαὐανθέν. τὸ μὲν ἄμμες ἐίσκομεν εἰσορόωντες\nὅσσον θʼ ἱστὸν νηὸς ἐεικοσόροιο μελαίνης,\nφορτίδος εὐρείης, ἥ τʼ ἐκπεράᾳ μέγα λαῖτμα·\nτόσσον ἔην μῆκος, τόσσον πάχος εἰσοράασθαι.\nτοῦ μὲν ὅσον τʼ ὄργυιαν ἐγὼν ἀπέκοψα παραστὰς\nκαὶ παρέθηχʼ ἑτάροισιν, ἀποξῦναι δʼ ἐκέλευσα·\nοἱ δʼ ὁμαλὸν ποίησαν· ἐγὼ δʼ ἐθόωσα παραστὰς\nἄκρον, ἄφαρ δὲ λαβὼν ἐπυράκτεον ἐν πυρὶ κηλέῳ.\nκαὶ τὸ μὲν εὖ κατέθηκα κατακρύψας ὑπὸ κόπρῳ,\nἥ ῥα κατὰ σπείους κέχυτο μεγάλʼ ἤλιθα πολλή·\nαὐτὰρ τοὺς ἄλλους κλήρῳ πεπαλάσθαι ἄνωγον,\nὅς τις τολμήσειεν ἐμοὶ σὺν μοχλὸν ἀείρας\nτρῖψαι ἐν ὀφθαλμῷ, ὅτε τὸν γλυκὺς ὕπνος ἱκάνοι.\nοἱ δʼ ἔλαχον τοὺς ἄν κε καὶ ἤθελον αὐτὸς ἑλέσθαι,\nτέσσαρες, αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ πέμπτος μετὰ τοῖσιν ἐλέγμην.",
    "en": "“In the end I deemed it would be the best plan to do as follows: The Cyclops had a great club which was lying near one of the sheep pens; it was of green olive wood, and he had cut it intending to use it for a staff as soon as it should be dry. It was so huge that we could only compare it to the mast of a twenty-oared merchant vessel of large burden, and able to venture out into open sea. I went up to this club and cut off about six feet of it; I then gave this piece to the men and told them to fine it evenly off at one end, which they proceeded to do, and lastly I brought it to a point myself, charring the end in the fire to make it harder. When I had done this I hid it under dung, which was lying about all over the cave, and told the men to cast lots which of them should venture along with myself to lift it and bore it into the monster’s eye while he was asleep. The lot fell upon the very four whom I should have chosen, and I myself made five."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.336–352",
    "orig": "ἑσπέριος δʼ ἦλθεν καλλίτριχα μῆλα νομεύων.\nαὐτίκα δʼ εἰς εὐρὺ σπέος ἤλασε πίονα μῆλα\nπάντα μάλʼ, οὐδέ τι λεῖπε βαθείης ἔκτοθεν αὐλῆς,\nἤ τι ὀισάμενος, ἢ καὶ θεὸς ὣς ἐκέλευσεν.\nαὐτὰρ ἔπειτʼ ἐπέθηκε θυρεὸν μέγαν ὑψόσʼ ἀείρας,\nἑζόμενος δʼ ἤμελγεν ὄις καὶ μηκάδας αἶγας,\nπάντα κατὰ μοῖραν, καὶ ὑπʼ ἔμβρυον ἧκεν ἑκάστῃ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ σπεῦσε πονησάμενος τὰ ἃ ἔργα,\nσὺν δʼ ὅ γε δὴ αὖτε δύω μάρψας ὡπλίσσατο δόρπον.\nκαὶ τότʼ ἐγὼ Κύκλωπα προσηύδων ἄγχι παραστάς,\nκισσύβιον μετὰ χερσὶν ἔχων μέλανος οἴνοιο·\nΚύκλωψ, τῆ, πίε οἶνον, ἐπεὶ φάγες ἀνδρόμεα κρέα,\nὄφρʼ εἰδῇς οἷόν τι ποτὸν τόδε νηῦς ἐκεκεύθει\nἡμετέρη. σοὶ δʼ αὖ λοιβὴν φέρον, εἴ μʼ ἐλεήσας\nοἴκαδε πέμψειας· σὺ δὲ μαίνεαι οὐκέτʼ ἀνεκτῶς.\nσχέτλιε, πῶς κέν τίς σε καὶ ὕστερον ἄλλος ἵκοιτο\nἀνθρώπων πολέων, ἐπεὶ οὐ κατὰ μοῖραν ἔρεξας;",
    "en": "In the evening the wretch came back from shepherding, and drove his flocks into the cave, this time driving them all inside, and not leaving any in the yards; I suppose some fancy must have taken him, or a god must have prompted him to do so. As soon as he had put the stone back to its place against the door, he sat down, milked his ewes and his goats all quite rightly, and then let each have her own young one; when he had got through with all this work, he gripped up two more of my men, and made his supper off them. So I went up to him with an ivy-wood bowl of black wine in my hands:\n“‘Look here, Cyclops,’ said I, you have been eating a great deal of man’s flesh, so take this and drink some wine, that you may see what kind of liquor we had on board my ship. I was bringing it to you as a drink-offering, in the hope that you would take compassion upon me and further me on my way home, whereas all you do is to go on ramping and raving most intolerably. You ought to be ashamed of yourself; how can you expect people to come see you any more if you treat them in this way?’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.353–370",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δʼ ἔδεκτο καὶ ἔκπιεν· ἥσατο δʼ αἰνῶς\nἡδὺ ποτὸν πίνων καὶ μʼ ᾔτεε δεύτερον αὖτις·\nδός μοι ἔτι πρόφρων, καί μοι τεὸν οὔνομα εἰπὲ\nαὐτίκα νῦν, ἵνα τοι δῶ ξείνιον, ᾧ κε σὺ χαίρῃς·\nκαὶ γὰρ Κυκλώπεσσι φέρει ζείδωρος ἄρουρα\nοἶνον ἐριστάφυλον, καί σφιν Διὸς ὄμβρος ἀέξει·\nἀλλὰ τόδʼ ἀμβροσίης καὶ νέκταρός ἐστιν ἀπορρώξ.\nὣς φάτʼ, ἀτάρ οἱ αὖτις ἐγὼ πόρον αἴθοπα οἶνον.\nτρὶς μὲν ἔδωκα φέρων, τρὶς δʼ ἔκπιεν ἀφραδίῃσιν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ Κύκλωπα περὶ φρένας ἤλυθεν οἶνος,\nκαὶ τότε δή μιν ἔπεσσι προσηύδων μειλιχίοισι·\nΚύκλωψ, εἰρωτᾷς μʼ ὄνομα κλυτόν, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ τοι\nἐξερέω· σὺ δέ μοι δὸς ξείνιον, ὥς περ ὑπέστης.\nΟὖτις ἐμοί γʼ ὄνομα· Οὖτιν δέ με κικλήσκουσι\nμήτηρ ἠδὲ πατὴρ ἠδʼ ἄλλοι πάντες ἑταῖροι.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο νηλέι θυμῷ·\nΟὖτιν ἐγὼ πύματον ἔδομαι μετὰ οἷς ἑτάροισιν,\nτοὺς δʼ ἄλλους πρόσθεν· τὸ δέ τοι ξεινήιον ἔσται.",
    "en": "“He then took the cup and drank. He was so delighted with the taste of the wine that he begged me for another bowl full. ‘Be so kind,’ he said, ‘as to give me some more, and tell me your name at once. I want to make you a present that you will be glad to have. We have wine even in this country, for our soil grows grapes and the sun ripens them, but this drinks like Nectar and Ambrosia all in one.’\n“I then gave him some more; three times did I fill the bowl for him, and three times did he drain it without thought or heed; then, when I saw that the wine had got into his head, I said to him as plausibly as I could: ‘Cyclops, you ask my name and I will tell it you; give me, therefore, the present you promised me; my name is Noman; this is what my father and mother and my friends have always called me.’\n“But the cruel wretch said, ‘Then I will eat all Noman’s comrades before Noman himself, and will keep Noman for the last. This is the present that I will make him.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.371–386",
    "orig": "ἦ καὶ ἀνακλινθεὶς πέσεν ὕπτιος, αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nκεῖτʼ ἀποδοχμώσας παχὺν αὐχένα, κὰδ δέ μιν ὕπνος\nᾕρει πανδαμάτωρ· φάρυγος δʼ ἐξέσσυτο οἶνος\nψωμοί τʼ ἀνδρόμεοι· ὁ δʼ ἐρεύγετο οἰνοβαρείων.\nκαὶ τότʼ ἐγὼ τὸν μοχλὸν ὑπὸ σποδοῦ ἤλασα πολλῆς,\nἧος θερμαίνοιτο· ἔπεσσι δὲ πάντας ἑταίρους\nθάρσυνον, μή τίς μοι ὑποδείσας ἀναδύη.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τάχʼ ὁ μοχλὸς ἐλάινος ἐν πυρὶ μέλλεν\nἅψεσθαι, χλωρός περ ἐών, διεφαίνετο δʼ αἰνῶς,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἆσσον φέρον ἐκ πυρός, ἀμφὶ δʼ ἑταῖροι\nἵσταντʼ· αὐτὰρ θάρσος ἐνέπνευσεν μέγα δαίμων.\nοἱ μὲν μοχλὸν ἑλόντες ἐλάινον, ὀξὺν ἐπʼ ἄκρῳ,\nὀφθαλμῷ ἐνέρεισαν· ἐγὼ δʼ ἐφύπερθεν ἐρεισθεὶς\nδίνεον, ὡς ὅτε τις τρυπῷ δόρυ νήιον ἀνὴρ\nτρυπάνῳ, οἱ δέ τʼ ἔνερθεν ὑποσσείουσιν ἱμάντι\nἁψάμενοι ἑκάτερθε, τὸ δὲ τρέχει ἐμμενὲς αἰεί.",
    "en": "“As he spoke he reeled, and fell sprawling face upwards on the ground. His great neck hung heavily backwards and a deep sleep took hold upon him. Presently he turned sick, and threw up both wine and the gobbets of human flesh on which he had been gorging, for he was very drunk. Then I thrust the beam of wood far into the embers to heat it, and encouraged my men lest any of them should turn faint-hearted. When the wood, green though it was, was about to blaze, I drew it out of the fire glowing with heat, and my men gathered round me, for heaven had filled their hearts with courage. We drove the sharp end of the beam into the monster’s eye, and bearing upon it with all my weight I kept turning it round and round as though I were boring a hole in a ship’s plank with an auger, which two men with a wheel and strap can keep on turning as long as they choose."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.387–402",
    "orig": "ὣς τοῦ ἐν ὀφθαλμῷ πυριήκεα μοχλὸν ἑλόντες\nδινέομεν, τὸν δʼ αἷμα περίρρεε θερμὸν ἐόντα.\nπάντα δέ οἱ βλέφαρʼ ἀμφὶ καὶ ὀφρύας εὗσεν ἀυτμὴ\nγλήνης καιομένης, σφαραγεῦντο δέ οἱ πυρὶ ῥίζαι.\nὡς δʼ ὅτʼ ἀνὴρ χαλκεὺς πέλεκυν μέγαν ἠὲ σκέπαρνον\nεἰν ὕδατι ψυχρῷ βάπτῃ μεγάλα ἰάχοντα\nφαρμάσσων· τὸ γὰρ αὖτε σιδήρου γε κράτος ἐστίν\nὣς τοῦ σίζʼ ὀφθαλμὸς ἐλαϊνέῳ περὶ μοχλῷ.\nσμερδαλέον δὲ μέγʼ ᾤμωξεν, περὶ δʼ ἴαχε πέτρη,\nἡμεῖς δὲ δείσαντες ἀπεσσύμεθʼ· αὐτὰρ ὁ μοχλὸν\nἐξέρυσʼ ὀφθαλμοῖο πεφυρμένον αἵματι πολλῷ.\nτὸν μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἔρριψεν ἀπὸ ἕο χερσὶν ἀλύων,\nαὐτὰρ ὁ Κύκλωπας μεγάλʼ ἤπυεν, οἵ ῥά μιν ἀμφὶς\nᾤκεον ἐν σπήεσσι διʼ ἄκριας ἠνεμοέσσας.\nοἱ δὲ βοῆς ἀίοντες ἐφοίτων ἄλλοθεν ἄλλος,\nἱστάμενοι δʼ εἴροντο περὶ σπέος ὅττι ἑ κήδοι·",
    "en": "Even thus did we bore the red hot beam into his eye, till the boiling blood bubbled all over it as we worked it round and round, so that the steam from the burning eyeball scalded his eyelids and eyebrows, and the roots of the eye sputtered in the fire. As a blacksmith plunges an axe or hatchet into cold water to temper it, for it is this that gives strength to the iron, and it makes a great hiss as he does so, even thus did the Cyclops’ eye hiss round the beam of olive wood, and his hideous yells made the cave ring again. We ran away in a fright, but he plucked the beam all besmirched with gore from his eye, and hurled it from him in a frenzy of rage and pain, shouting as he did so to the other Cyclopes who lived on the bleak headlands near him; so they gathered from all quarters round his cave when they heard him crying, and asked what was the matter with him."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.403–419",
    "orig": "τίπτε τόσον, Πολύφημʼ, ἀρημένος ὧδʼ ἐβόησας\nνύκτα διʼ ἀμβροσίην καὶ ἀύπνους ἄμμε τίθησθα;\nἦ μή τίς σευ μῆλα βροτῶν ἀέκοντος ἐλαύνει;\nἦ μή τίς σʼ αὐτὸν κτείνει δόλῳ ἠὲ βίηφιν;\nτοὺς δʼ αὖτʼ ἐξ ἄντρου προσέφη κρατερὸς Πολύφημος·\nὦ φίλοι, Οὖτίς με κτείνει δόλῳ οὐδὲ βίηφιν.\nοἱ δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενοι ἔπεα πτερόεντʼ ἀγόρευον·\nεἰ μὲν δὴ μή τίς σε βιάζεται οἶον ἐόντα,\nνοῦσον γʼ οὔ πως ἔστι Διὸς μεγάλου ἀλέασθαι,\nἀλλὰ σύ γʼ εὔχεο πατρὶ Ποσειδάωνι ἄνακτι.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἔφαν ἀπιόντες, ἐμὸν δʼ ἐγέλασσε φίλον κῆρ,\nὡς ὄνομʼ ἐξαπάτησεν ἐμὸν καὶ μῆτις ἀμύμων.\nΚύκλωψ δὲ στενάχων τε καὶ ὠδίνων ὀδύνῃσι\nχερσὶ ψηλαφόων ἀπὸ μὲν λίθον εἷλε θυράων,\nαὐτὸς δʼ εἰνὶ θύρῃσι καθέζετο χεῖρε πετάσσας,\nεἴ τινά που μετʼ ὄεσσι λάβοι στείχοντα θύραζε·\nοὕτω γάρ πού μʼ ἤλπετʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ νήπιον εἶναι.",
    "en": "“‘What ails you, Polyphemus,’ said they, ‘that you make such a noise, breaking the stillness of the night, and preventing us from being able to sleep? Surely no man is carrying off your sheep? Surely no man is trying to kill you either by fraud or by force?’\n“But Polyphemus shouted to them from inside the cave, ‘Noman is killing me by fraud; no man is killing me by force.’\n“‘Then,’ said they, ‘if no man is attacking you, you must be ill; when Jove makes people ill, there is no help for it, and you had better pray to your father Neptune.’\n“Then they went away, and I laughed inwardly at the success of my clever stratagem, but the Cyclops, groaning and in an agony of pain, felt about with his hands till he found the stone and took it from the door; then he sat in the doorway and stretched his hands in front of it to catch anyone going out with the sheep, for he thought I might be foolish enough to attempt this."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.420–435",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ βούλευον, ὅπως ὄχʼ ἄριστα γένοιτο,\nεἴ τινʼ ἑταίροισιν θανάτου λύσιν ἠδʼ ἐμοὶ αὐτῷ\nεὑροίμην· πάντας δὲ δόλους καὶ μῆτιν ὕφαινον\nὥς τε περὶ ψυχῆς· μέγα γὰρ κακὸν ἐγγύθεν ἦεν.\nἥδε δέ μοι κατὰ θυμὸν ἀρίστη φαίνετο βουλή.\nἄρσενες ὄιες ἦσαν ἐυτρεφέες, δασύμαλλοι,\nκαλοί τε μεγάλοι τε, ἰοδνεφὲς εἶρος ἔχοντες·\nτοὺς ἀκέων συνέεργον ἐυστρεφέεσσι λύγοισιν,\nτῇς ἔπι Κύκλωψ εὗδε πέλωρ, ἀθεμίστια εἰδώς,\nσύντρεις αἰνύμενος· ὁ μὲν ἐν μέσῳ ἄνδρα φέρεσκε,\nτὼ δʼ ἑτέρω ἑκάτερθεν ἴτην σώοντες ἑταίρους.\nτρεῖς δὲ ἕκαστον φῶτʼ ὄιες φέρον· αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γε,\nἀρνειὸς γὰρ ἔην μήλων ὄχʼ ἄριστος ἁπάντων,\nτοῦ κατὰ νῶτα λαβών, λασίην ὑπὸ γαστέρʼ ἐλυσθεὶς\nκείμην· αὐτὰρ χερσὶν ἀώτου θεσπεσίοιο\nνωλεμέως στρεφθεὶς ἐχόμην τετληότι θυμῷ.",
    "en": "“As for myself I kept on puzzling to think how I could best save my own life and those of my companions; I schemed and schemed, as one who knows that his life depends upon it, for the danger was very great. In the end I deemed that this plan would be the best; the male sheep were well grown, and carried a heavy black fleece, so I bound them noiselessly in threes together, with some of the withies on which the wicked monster used to sleep. There was to be a man under the middle sheep, and the two on either side were to cover him, so that there were three sheep to each man. As for myself there was a ram finer than any of the others, so I caught hold of him by the back, esconced myself in the thick wool under his belly, and hung on patiently to his fleece, face upwards, keeping a firm hold on it all the time."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.436–446",
    "orig": "ὣς τότε μὲν στενάχοντες ἐμείναμεν Ἠῶ δῖαν.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἔπειτα νομόνδʼ ἐξέσσυτο ἄρσενα μῆλα,\nθήλειαι δὲ μέμηκον ἀνήμελκτοι περὶ σηκούς·\nοὔθατα γὰρ σφαραγεῦντο. ἄναξ δʼ ὀδύνῃσι κακῇσι\nτειρόμενος πάντων ὀίων ἐπεμαίετο νῶτα\nὀρθῶν ἑσταότων· τὸ δὲ νήπιος οὐκ ἐνόησεν,\nὥς οἱ ὑπʼ εἰροπόκων ὀίων στέρνοισι δέδεντο.\nὕστατος ἀρνειὸς μήλων ἔστειχε θύραζε\nλάχνῳ στεινόμενος καὶ ἐμοὶ πυκινὰ φρονέοντι.\nτὸν δʼ ἐπιμασσάμενος προσέφη κρατερὸς Πολύφημος·",
    "en": "“Thus, then, did we wait in great fear of mind till morning came, but when the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, the male sheep hurried out to feed, while the ewes remained bleating about the pens waiting to be milked, for their udders were full to bursting; but their master in spite of all his pain felt the backs of all the sheep as they stood upright, without being sharp enough to find out that the men were underneath their bellies. As the ram was going out, last of all, heavy with its fleece and with the weight of my crafty self, Polyphemus laid hold of it and said:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.447–460",
    "orig": "κριὲ πέπον, τί μοι ὧδε διὰ σπέος ἔσσυο μήλων\nὕστατος; οὔ τι πάρος γε λελειμμένος ἔρχεαι οἰῶν,\nἀλλὰ πολὺ πρῶτος νέμεαι τέρενʼ ἄνθεα ποίης\nμακρὰ βιβάς, πρῶτος δὲ ῥοὰς ποταμῶν ἀφικάνεις,\nπρῶτος δὲ σταθμόνδε λιλαίεαι ἀπονέεσθαι\nἑσπέριος· νῦν αὖτε πανύστατος. ἦ σύ γʼ ἄνακτος\nὀφθαλμὸν ποθέεις, τὸν ἀνὴρ κακὸς ἐξαλάωσε\nσὺν λυγροῖς ἑτάροισι δαμασσάμενος φρένας οἴνῳ,\nΟὖτις, ὃν οὔ πώ φημι πεφυγμένον εἶναι ὄλεθρον.\nεἰ δὴ ὁμοφρονέοις ποτιφωνήεις τε γένοιο\nεἰπεῖν ὅππῃ κεῖνος ἐμὸν μένος ἠλασκάζει·\nτῷ κέ οἱ ἐγκέφαλός γε διὰ σπέος ἄλλυδις ἄλλῃ\nθεινομένου ῥαίοιτο πρὸς οὔδεϊ, κὰδ δέ κʼ ἐμὸν κῆρ\nλωφήσειε κακῶν, τά μοι οὐτιδανὸς πόρεν Οὖτις.",
    "en": "“‘My good ram, what is it that makes you the last to leave my cave this morning? You are not wont to let the ewes go before you, but lead the mob with a run whether to flowery mead or bubbling fountain, and are the first to come home again at night; but now you lag last of all. Is it because you know your master has lost his eye, and are sorry because that wicked Noman and his horrid crew has got him down in his drink and blinded him? But I will have his life yet. If you could understand and talk, you would tell me where the wretch is hiding, and I would dash his brains upon the ground till they flew all over the cave. I should thus have some satisfaction for the harm this no-good Noman has done me.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.461–479",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν τὸν κριὸν ἀπὸ ἕο πέμπε θύραζε.\nἐλθόντες δʼ ἠβαιὸν ἀπὸ σπείους τε καὶ αὐλῆς\nπρῶτος ὑπʼ ἀρνειοῦ λυόμην, ὑπέλυσα δʼ ἑταίρους.\nκαρπαλίμως δὲ τὰ μῆλα ταναύποδα, πίονα δημῷ,\nπολλὰ περιτροπέοντες ἐλαύνομεν, ὄφρʼ ἐπὶ νῆα\nἱκόμεθʼ. ἀσπάσιοι δὲ φίλοις ἑτάροισι φάνημεν,\nοἳ φύγομεν θάνατον, τοὺς δὲ στενάχοντο γοῶντες.\nἀλλʼ ἐγὼ οὐκ εἴων, ἀνὰ δʼ ὀφρύσι νεῦον ἑκάστῳ,\nκλαίειν, ἀλλʼ ἐκέλευσα θοῶς καλλίτριχα μῆλα\nπόλλʼ ἐν νηὶ βαλόντας ἐπιπλεῖν ἁλμυρὸν ὕδωρ.\nοἱ δʼ αἶψʼ εἴσβαινον καὶ ἐπὶ κληῖσι καθῖζον,\nἑξῆς δʼ ἑζόμενοι πολιὴν ἅλα τύπτον ἐρετμοῖς.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε τόσσον ἀπῆν, ὅσσον τε γέγωνε βοήσας,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἐγὼ Κύκλωπα προσηύδων κερτομίοισι·\nΚύκλωψ, οὐκ ἄρʼ ἔμελλες ἀνάλκιδος ἀνδρὸς ἑταίρους\nἔδμεναι ἐν σπῆι γλαφυρῷ κρατερῆφι βίηφι.\nκαὶ λίην σέ γʼ ἔμελλε κιχήσεσθαι κακὰ ἔργα,\nσχέτλιʼ, ἐπεὶ ξείνους οὐχ ἅζεο σῷ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nἐσθέμεναι· τῷ σε Ζεὺς τίσατο καὶ θεοὶ ἄλλοι.",
    "en": "“As he spoke he drove the ram outside, but when we were a little way out from the cave and yards, I first got from under the ram’s belly, and then freed my comrades; as for the sheep, which were very fat, by constantly heading them in the right direction we managed to drive them down to the ship. The crew rejoiced greatly at seeing those of us who had escaped death, but wept for the others whom the Cyclops had killed. However, I made signs to them by nodding and frowning that they were to hush their crying, and told them to get all the sheep on board at once and put out to sea; so they went aboard, took their places, and smote the grey sea with their oars. Then, when I had got as far out as my voice would reach, I began to jeer at the Cyclops.\n“‘Cyclops,’ said I, ‘you should have taken better measure of your man before eating up his comrades in your cave. You wretch, eat up your visitors in your own house? You might have known that your sin would find you out, and now Jove and the other gods have punished you.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.480–493",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα χολώσατο κηρόθι μᾶλλον,\nἧκε δʼ ἀπορρήξας κορυφὴν ὄρεος μεγάλοιο,\nκὰδ δʼ ἔβαλε προπάροιθε νεὸς κυανοπρῴροιο\nτυτθόν, ἐδεύησεν δʼ οἰήιον ἄκρον ἱκέσθαι,\nἐκλύσθη δὲ θάλασσα κατερχομένης ὑπὸ πέτρης·\nτὴν δʼ αἶψʼ ἤπειρόνδε παλιρρόθιον φέρε κῦμα,\nπλημυρὶς ἐκ πόντοιο, θέμωσε δὲ χέρσον ἱκέσθαι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ χείρεσσι λαβὼν περιμήκεα κοντὸν\nὦσα παρέξ, ἑτάροισι δʼ ἐποτρύνας ἐκέλευσα\nἐμβαλέειν κώπῃς, ἵνʼ ὑπὲκ κακότητα φύγοιμεν,\nκρατὶ κατανεύων· οἱ δὲ προπεσόντες ἔρεσσον.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ δὶς τόσσον ἅλα πρήσσοντες ἀπῆμεν,\nκαὶ τότε δὴ Κύκλωπα προσηύδων· ἀμφὶ δʼ ἑταῖροι\nμειλιχίοις ἐπέεσσιν ἐρήτυον ἄλλοθεν ἄλλος·",
    "en": "“He got more and more furious as he heard me, so he tore the top from off a high mountain, and flung it just in front of my ship so that it was within a little of hitting the end of the rudder. The sea quaked as the rock fell into it, and the wash of the wave it raised carried us back towards the mainland, and forced us towards the shore. But I snatched up a long pole and kept the ship off, making signs to my men by nodding my head, that they must row for their lives, whereon they laid out with a will. When we had got twice as far as we were before, I was for jeering at the Cyclops again, but the men begged and prayed of me to hold my tongue."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.494–505",
    "orig": "σχέτλιε, τίπτʼ ἐθέλεις ἐρεθιζέμεν ἄγριον ἄνδρα;\nὃς καὶ νῦν πόντονδε βαλὼν βέλος ἤγαγε νῆα\nαὖτις ἐς ἤπειρον, καὶ δὴ φάμεν αὐτόθʼ ὀλέσθαι.\nεἰ δὲ φθεγξαμένου τευ ἢ αὐδήσαντος ἄκουσε,\nσύν κεν ἄραξʼ ἡμέων κεφαλὰς καὶ νήια δοῦρα\nμαρμάρῳ ὀκριόεντι βαλών· τόσσον γὰρ ἵησιν.\nὣς φάσαν, ἀλλʼ οὐ πεῖθον ἐμὸν μεγαλήτορα θυμόν,\nἀλλά μιν ἄψορρον προσέφην κεκοτηότι θυμῷ·\nΚύκλωψ, αἴ κέν τίς σε καταθνητῶν ἀνθρώπων\nὀφθαλμοῦ εἴρηται ἀεικελίην ἀλαωτύν,\nφάσθαι Ὀδυσσῆα πτολιπόρθιον ἐξαλαῶσαι,\nυἱὸν Λαέρτεω, Ἰθάκῃ ἔνι οἰκίʼ ἔχοντα.",
    "en": "“‘Do not,’ they exclaimed, ‘be mad enough to provoke this savage creature further; he has thrown one rock at us already which drove us back again to the mainland, and we made sure it had been the death of us; if he had then heard any further sound of voices he would have pounded our heads and our ship’s timbers into a jelly with the rugged rocks he would have heaved at us, for he can throw them a long way.’\n“But I would not listen to them, and shouted out to him in my rage, ‘Cyclops, if any one asks you who it was that put your eye out and spoiled your beauty, say it was the valiant warrior Ulysses, son of Laertes, who lives in Ithaca.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.506–521",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ οἰμώξας ἠμείβετο μύθῳ·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μάλα δή με παλαίφατα θέσφαθʼ ἱκάνει.\nἔσκε τις ἐνθάδε μάντις ἀνὴρ ἠύς τε μέγας τε,\nΤήλεμος Εὐρυμίδης, ὃς μαντοσύνῃ ἐκέκαστο\nκαὶ μαντευόμενος κατεγήρα Κυκλώπεσσιν·\nὅς μοι ἔφη τάδε πάντα τελευτήσεσθαι ὀπίσσω,\nχειρῶν ἐξ Ὀδυσῆος ἁμαρτήσεσθαι ὀπωπῆς.\nἀλλʼ αἰεί τινα φῶτα μέγαν καὶ καλὸν ἐδέγμην\nἐνθάδʼ ἐλεύσεσθαι, μεγάλην ἐπιειμένον ἀλκήν·\nνῦν δέ μʼ ἐὼν ὀλίγος τε καὶ οὐτιδανὸς καὶ ἄκικυς\nὀφθαλμοῦ ἀλάωσεν, ἐπεί μʼ ἐδαμάσσατο οἴνῳ.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε δεῦρʼ, Ὀδυσεῦ, ἵνα τοι πὰρ ξείνια θείω\nπομπήν τʼ ὀτρύνω δόμεναι κλυτὸν ἐννοσίγαιον·\nτοῦ γὰρ ἐγὼ πάϊς εἰμί, πατὴρ δʼ ἐμὸς εὔχεται εἶναι.\nαὐτὸς δʼ, αἴ κʼ ἐθέλῃσʼ, ἰήσεται, οὐδέ τις ἄλλος\nοὔτε θεῶν μακάρων οὔτε θνητῶν ἀνθρώπων.",
    "en": "“On this he groaned, and cried out, ‘Alas, alas, then the old prophecy about me is coming true. There was a prophet here, at one time, a man both brave and of great stature, Telemus son of Eurymus, who was an excellent seer, and did all the prophesying for the Cyclopes till he grew old; he told me that all this would happen to me some day, and said I should lose my sight by the hand of Ulysses. I have been all along expecting some one of imposing presence and superhuman strength, whereas he turns out to be a little insignificant weakling, who has managed to blind my eye by taking advantage of me in my drink; come here, then, Ulysses, that I may make you presents to show my hospitality, and urge Neptune to help you forward on your journey, for Neptune and I are father and son. He, if he so will, shall heal me, which no one else neither god nor man can do.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.522–535",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nαἲ γὰρ δὴ ψυχῆς τε καὶ αἰῶνός σε δυναίμην\nεὖνιν ποιήσας πέμψαι δόμον Ἄϊδος εἴσω,\nὡς οὐκ ὀφθαλμόν γʼ ἰήσεται οὐδʼ ἐνοσίχθων.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα Ποσειδάωνι ἄνακτι\nεὔχετο χεῖρʼ ὀρέγων εἰς οὐρανὸν ἀστερόεντα·\nκλῦθι, Ποσείδαον γαιήοχε κυανοχαῖτα,\nεἰ ἐτεόν γε σός εἰμι, πατὴρ δʼ ἐμὸς εὔχεαι εἶναι,\nδὸς μὴ Ὀδυσσῆα πτολιπόρθιον οἴκαδʼ ἱκέσθαι\nυἱὸν Λαέρτεω, Ἰθάκῃ ἔνι οἰκίʼ ἔχοντα.\nἀλλʼ εἴ οἱ μοῖρʼ ἐστὶ φίλους τʼ ἰδέειν καὶ ἱκέσθαι\nοἶκον ἐυκτίμενον καὶ ἑὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nὀψὲ κακῶς ἔλθοι, ὀλέσας ἄπο πάντας ἑταίρους,\nνηὸς ἐπʼ ἀλλοτρίης, εὕροι δʼ ἐν πήματα οἴκῳ.",
    "en": "“Then I said, ‘I wish I could be as sure of killing you outright and sending you down to the house of Hades, as I am that it will take more than Neptune to cure that eye of yours.’\n“On this he lifted up his hands to the firmament of heaven and prayed, saying, ‘Hear me, great Neptune; if I am indeed your own true begotten son, grant that Ulysses may never reach his home alive; or if he must get back to his friends at last, let him do so late and in sore plight after losing all his men [let him reach his home in another man’s ship and find trouble in his house.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.536–555",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ εὐχόμενος, τοῦ δʼ ἔκλυε κυανοχαίτης.\nαὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ ἐξαῦτις πολὺ μείζονα λᾶαν ἀείρας\nἧκʼ ἐπιδινήσας, ἐπέρεισε δὲ ἶνʼ ἀπέλεθρον,\nκὰδʼ δʼ ἔβαλεν μετόπισθε νεὸς κυανοπρῴροιο\nτυτθόν, ἐδεύησεν δʼ οἰήιον ἄκρον ἱκέσθαι.\nἐκλύσθη δὲ θάλασσα κατερχομένης ὑπὸ πέτρης·\nτὴν δὲ πρόσω φέρε κῦμα, θέμωσε δὲ χέρσον ἱκέσθαι.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τὴν νῆσον ἀφικόμεθʼ, ἔνθα περ ἄλλαι\nνῆες ἐύσσελμοι μένον ἁθρόαι, ἀμφὶ δʼ ἑταῖροι\nἥατʼ ὀδυρόμενοι, ἡμέας ποτιδέγμενοι αἰεί,\nνῆα μὲν ἔνθʼ ἐλθόντες ἐκέλσαμεν ἐν ψαμάθοισιν,\nἐκ δὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ βῆμεν ἐπὶ ῥηγμῖνι θαλάσσης.\nμῆλα δὲ Κύκλωπος γλαφυρῆς ἐκ νηὸς ἑλόντες\nδασσάμεθʼ, ὡς μή τίς μοι ἀτεμβόμενος κίοι ἴσης.\nἀρνειὸν δʼ ἐμοὶ οἴῳ ἐυκνήμιδες ἑταῖροι\nμήλων δαιομένων δόσαν ἔξοχα· τὸν δʼ ἐπὶ θινὶ\nΖηνὶ κελαινεφέι Κρονίδῃ, ὃς πᾶσιν ἀνάσσει,\nῥέξας μηρίʼ ἔκαιον· ὁ δʼ οὐκ ἐμπάζετο ἱρῶν,\nἀλλʼ ὅ γε μερμήριξεν ὅπως ἀπολοίατο πᾶσαι\nνῆες ἐύσσελμοι καὶ ἐμοὶ ἐρίηρες ἑταῖροι.",
    "en": "“Thus did he pray, and Neptune heard his prayer. Then he picked up a rock much larger than the first, swung it aloft and hurled it with prodigious force. It fell just short of the ship, but was within a little of hitting the end of the rudder. The sea quaked as the rock fell into it, and the wash of the wave it raised drove us onwards on our way towards the shore of the island.\n“When at last we got to the island where we had left the rest of our ships, we found our comrades lamenting us, and anxiously awaiting our return. We ran our vessel upon the sands and got out of her on to the sea shore; we also landed the Cyclops’ sheep, and divided them equitably amongst us so that none might have reason to complain. As for the ram, my companions agreed that I should have it as an extra share; so I sacrificed it on the sea shore, and burned its thigh bones to Jove, who is the lord of all. But he heeded not my sacrifice, and only thought how he might destroy both my ships and my comrades."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 9.556–566",
    "orig": "ὣς τότε μὲν πρόπαν ἦμαρ ἐς ἠέλιον καταδύντα\nἥμεθα δαινύμενοι κρέα τʼ ἄσπετα καὶ μέθυ ἡδύ·\nἦμος δʼ ἠέλιος κατέδυ καὶ ἐπὶ κνέφας ἦλθε,\nδὴ τότε κοιμήθημεν ἐπὶ ῥηγμῖνι θαλάσσης.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nδὴ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἑτάροισιν ἐποτρύνας ἐκέλευσα\nαὐτούς τʼ ἀμβαίνειν ἀνά τε πρυμνήσια λῦσαι·\nοἱ δʼ αἶψʼ εἴσβαινον καὶ ἐπὶ κληῖσι καθῖζον,\nἑξῆς δʼ ἑζόμενοι πολιὴν ἅλα τύπτον ἐρετμοῖς.\nἔνθεν δὲ προτέρω πλέομεν ἀκαχήμενοι ἦτορ,\nἄσμενοι ἐκ θανάτοιο, φίλους ὀλέσαντες ἑταίρους.",
    "en": "“Thus through the livelong day to the going down of the sun we feasted our fill on meat and drink, but when the sun went down and it came on dark, we camped upon the beach. When the child of morning rosy-fingered Dawn appeared, I bade my men on board and loose the hawsers. Then they took their places and smote the grey sea with their oars; so we sailed on with sorrow in our hearts, but glad to have escaped death though we had lost our comrades."
   }
  ],
  "10": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.1–13",
    "orig": "Αἰολίην δʼ ἐς νῆσον ἀφικόμεθʼ· ἔνθα δʼ ἔναιεν\nΑἴολος Ἱπποτάδης, φίλος ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσιν,\nπλωτῇ ἐνὶ νήσῳ· πᾶσαν δέ τέ μιν πέρι τεῖχος\nχάλκεον ἄρρηκτον, λισσὴ δʼ ἀναδέδρομε πέτρη.\nτοῦ καὶ δώδεκα παῖδες ἐνὶ μεγάροις γεγάασιν,\nἓξ μὲν θυγατέρες, ἓξ δʼ υἱέες ἡβώοντες·\nἔνθʼ ὅ γε θυγατέρας πόρεν υἱάσιν εἶναι ἀκοίτις.\nοἱ δʼ αἰεὶ παρὰ πατρὶ φίλῳ καὶ μητέρι κεδνῇ\nδαίνυνται, παρὰ δέ σφιν ὀνείατα μυρία κεῖται,\nκνισῆεν δέ τε δῶμα περιστεναχίζεται αὐλῇ\nἤματα· νύκτας δʼ αὖτε παρʼ αἰδοίῃς ἀλόχοισιν\nεὕδουσʼ ἔν τε τάπησι καὶ ἐν τρητοῖσι λέχεσσι.\nκαὶ μὲν τῶν ἱκόμεσθα πόλιν καὶ δώματα καλά.",
    "en": "“Thence we went on to the Aeolian island where lives Aeolus son of Hippotas, dear to the immortal gods. It is an island that floats (as it were) upon the sea, iron bound with a wall that girds it. Now, Aeolus has six daughters and six lusty sons, so he made the sons marry the daughters, and they all live with their dear father and mother, feasting and enjoying every conceivable kind of luxury. All day long the atmosphere of the house is loaded with the savour of roasting meats till it groans again, yard and all; but by night they sleep on their well made bedsteads, each with his own wife between the blankets. These were the people among whom we had now come."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.14–27",
    "orig": "μῆνα δὲ πάντα φίλει με καὶ ἐξερέεινεν ἕκαστα,\nἼλιον Ἀργείων τε νέας καὶ νόστον Ἀχαιῶν·\nκαὶ μὲν ἐγὼ τῷ πάντα κατὰ μοῖραν κατέλεξα.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ καὶ ἐγὼν ὁδὸν ᾔτεον ἠδʼ ἐκέλευον\nπεμπέμεν, οὐδέ τι κεῖνος ἀνήνατο, τεῦχε δὲ πομπήν.\nδῶκε δέ μʼ ἐκδείρας ἀσκὸν βοὸς ἐννεώροιο,\nἔνθα δὲ βυκτάων ἀνέμων κατέδησε κέλευθα·\nκεῖνον γὰρ ταμίην ἀνέμων ποίησε Κρονίων,\nἠμὲν παυέμεναι ἠδʼ ὀρνύμεν, ὅν κʼ ἐθέλῃσι.\nνηὶ δʼ ἐνὶ γλαφυρῇ κατέδει μέρμιθι φαεινῇ\nἀργυρέῃ, ἵνα μή τι παραπνεύσῃ ὀλίγον περ·\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ πνοιὴν Ζεφύρου προέηκεν ἀῆναι,\nὄφρα φέροι νῆάς τε καὶ αὐτούς· οὐδʼ ἄρʼ ἔμελλεν\nἐκτελέειν· αὐτῶν γὰρ ἀπωλόμεθʼ ἀφραδίῃσιν.",
    "en": "“Aeolus entertained me for a whole month asking me questions all the time about Troy, the Argive fleet, and the return of the Achaeans. I told him exactly how everything had happened, and when I said I must go, and asked him to further me on my way, he made no sort of difficulty, but set about doing so at once. Moreover, he flayed me a prime ox-hide to hold the ways of the roaring winds, which he shut up in the hide as in a sack, for Jove had made him captain over the winds, and he could stir or still each one of them according to his own pleasure. He put the sack in the ship and bound the mouth so tightly with a silver thread that not even a breath of a side-wind could blow from any quarter. The West wind which was fair for us did he alone let blow as it chose; but it all came to nothing, for we were lost through our own folly."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.28–45",
    "orig": "ἐννῆμαρ μὲν ὁμῶς πλέομεν νύκτας τε καὶ ἦμαρ,\nτῇ δεκάτῃ δʼ ἤδη ἀνεφαίνετο πατρὶς ἄρουρα,\nκαὶ δὴ πυρπολέοντας ἐλεύσσομεν ἐγγὺς ἐόντες·\nἔνθʼ ἐμὲ μὲν γλυκὺς ὕπνος ἐπήλυθε κεκμηῶτα,\nαἰεὶ γὰρ πόδα νηὸς ἐνώμων, οὐδέ τῳ ἄλλῳ\nδῶχʼ ἑτάρων, ἵνα θᾶσσον ἱκοίμεθα πατρίδα γαῖαν·\nοἱ δʼ ἕταροι ἐπέεσσι πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nκαί μʼ ἔφασαν χρυσόν τε καὶ ἄργυρον οἴκαδʼ ἄγεσθαι\nδῶρα παρʼ Αἰόλου μεγαλήτορος Ἱπποτάδαο.\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκεν ἰδὼν ἐς πλησίον ἄλλον·\nὦ πόποι, ὡς ὅδε πᾶσι φίλος καὶ τίμιός ἐστιν\nἀνθρώποις, ὅτεών τε πόλιν καὶ γαῖαν ἵκηται.\nπολλὰ μὲν ἐκ Τροίης ἄγεται κειμήλια καλὰ\nληίδος, ἡμεῖς δʼ αὖτε ὁμὴν ὁδὸν ἐκτελέσαντες\nοἴκαδε νισσόμεθα κενεὰς σὺν χεῖρας ἔχοντες·\nκαὶ νῦν οἱ τάδʼ ἔδωκε χαριζόμενος φιλότητι\nΑἴολος. ἀλλʼ ἄγε θᾶσσον ἰδώμεθα ὅττι τάδʼ ἐστίν,\nὅσσος τις χρυσός τε καὶ ἄργυρος ἀσκῷ ἔνεστιν.",
    "en": "“Nine days and nine nights did we sail, and on the tenth day our native land showed on the horizon. We got so close in that we could see the stubble fires burning, and I, being then dead beat, fell into a light sleep, for I had never let the rudder out of my own hands, that we might get home the faster. On this the men fell to talking among themselves, and said I was bringing back gold and silver in the sack that Aeolus had given me. ‘Bless my heart,’ would one turn to his neighbour, saying, ‘how this man gets honoured and makes friends to whatever city or country he may go. See what fine prizes he is taking home from Troy, while we, who have travelled just as far as he has, come back with hands as empty as we set out with, and now Aeolus has given him ever so much more. Quick, let us see what it all is, and how much gold and silver there is in the sack he gave him.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.46–66",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφασαν, βουλὴ δὲ κακὴ νίκησεν ἑταίρων·\nἀσκὸν μὲν λῦσαν, ἄνεμοι δʼ ἐκ πάντες ὄρουσαν.\nτοὺς δʼ αἶψʼ ἁρπάξασα φέρεν πόντονδε θύελλα\nκλαίοντας, γαίης ἄπο πατρίδος. αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γε\nἐγρόμενος κατὰ θυμὸν ἀμύμονα μερμήριξα,\nἠὲ πεσὼν ἐκ νηὸς ἀποφθίμην ἐνὶ πόντῳ,\nἦ ἀκέων τλαίην καὶ ἔτι ζωοῖσι μετείην.\nἀλλʼ ἔτλην καὶ ἔμεινα, καλυψάμενος δʼ ἐνὶ νηὶ\nκείμην. αἱ δʼ ἐφέροντο κακῇ ἀνέμοιο θυέλλῃ\nαὖτις ἐπʼ Αἰολίην νῆσον, στενάχοντο δʼ ἑταῖροι.\nἔνθα δʼ ἐπʼ ἠπείρου βῆμεν καὶ ἀφυσσάμεθʼ ὕδωρ,\nαἶψα δὲ δεῖπνον ἕλοντο θοῇς παρὰ νηυσὶν ἑταῖροι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ σίτοιό τʼ ἐπασσάμεθʼ ἠδὲ ποτῆτος,\nδὴ τότʼ ἐγὼ κήρυκά τʼ ὀπασσάμενος καὶ ἑταῖρον\nβῆν εἰς Αἰόλου κλυτὰ δώματα· τὸν δʼ ἐκίχανον\nδαινύμενον παρὰ ᾗ τʼ ἀλόχῳ καὶ οἷσι τέκεσσιν.\nἐλθόντες δʼ ἐς δῶμα παρὰ σταθμοῖσιν ἐπʼ οὐδοῦ\nἑζόμεθʼ· οἱ δʼ ἀνὰ θυμὸν ἐθάμβεον ἔκ τʼ ἐρέοντο·\nπῶς ἦλθες, Ὀδυσεῦ; τίς τοι κακὸς ἔχραε δαίμων;\nἦ μέν σʼ ἐνδυκέως ἀπεπέμπομεν, ὄφρʼ ἀφίκοιο\nπατρίδα σὴν καὶ δῶμα καὶ εἴ πού τοι φίλον ἐστίν.",
    "en": "“Thus they talked and evil counsels prevailed. They loosed the sack, whereupon the wind flew howling forth and raised a storm that carried us weeping out to sea and away from our own country. Then I awoke, and knew not whether to throw myself into the sea or to live on and make the best of it; but I bore it, covered myself up, and lay down in the ship, while the men lamented bitterly as the fierce winds bore our fleet back to the Aeolian island.\n“When we reached it we went ashore to take in water, and dined hard by the ships. Immediately after dinner I took a herald and one of my men and went straight to the house of Aeolus, where I found him feasting with his wife and family; so we sat down as suppliants on the threshold. They were astounded when they saw us and said, ‘Ulysses, what brings you here? What god has been ill-treating you? We took great pains to further you on your way home to Ithaca, or wherever it was that you wanted to go to.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.67–86",
    "orig": "ὣς φάσαν, αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ μετεφώνεον ἀχνύμενος κῆρ·\nἄασάν μʼ ἕταροί τε κακοὶ πρὸς τοῖσί τε ὕπνος\nσχέτλιος. ἀλλʼ ἀκέσασθε, φίλοι· δύναμις γὰρ ἐν ὑμῖν.\nὣς ἐφάμην μαλακοῖσι καθαπτόμενος ἐπέεσσιν,\nοἱ δʼ ἄνεῳ ἐγένοντο· πατὴρ δʼ ἠμείβετο μύθῳ·\nἔρρʼ ἐκ νήσου θᾶσσον, ἐλέγχιστε ζωόντων·\nοὐ γάρ μοι θέμις ἐστὶ κομιζέμεν οὐδʼ ἀποπέμπειν\nἄνδρα τόν, ὅς κε θεοῖσιν ἀπέχθηται μακάρεσσιν·\nἔρρε, ἐπεὶ ἄρα θεοῖσιν ἀπεχθόμενος τόδʼ ἱκάνεις.\nὣς εἰπὼν ἀπέπεμπε δόμων βαρέα στενάχοντα.\nἔνθεν δὲ προτέρω πλέομεν ἀκαχήμενοι ἦτορ.\nτείρετο δʼ ἀνδρῶν θυμὸς ὑπʼ εἰρεσίης ἀλεγεινῆς\nἡμετέρῃ ματίῃ, ἐπεὶ οὐκέτι φαίνετο πομπή.\nἑξῆμαρ μὲν ὁμῶς πλέομεν νύκτας τε καὶ ἦμαρ,\nἑβδομάτῃ δʼ ἱκόμεσθα Λάμου αἰπὺ πτολίεθρον,\nΤηλέπυλον Λαιστρυγονίην, ὅθι ποιμένα ποιμὴν\nἠπύει εἰσελάων, ὁ δέ τʼ ἐξελάων ὑπακούει.\nἔνθα κʼ ἄυπνος ἀνὴρ δοιοὺς ἐξήρατο μισθούς,\nτὸν μὲν βουκολέων, τὸν δʼ ἄργυφα μῆλα νομεύων·\nἐγγὺς γὰρ νυκτός τε καὶ ἤματός εἰσι κέλευθοι.",
    "en": "“Thus did they speak, but I answered sorrowfully, ‘My men have undone me; they, and cruel sleep, have ruined me. My friends, mend me this mischief, for you can if you will.’\n“I spoke as movingly as I could, but they said nothing, till their father answered, ‘Vilest of mankind, get you gone at once out of the island; him whom heaven hates will I in no wise help. Be off, for you come here as one abhorred of heaven.’ And with these words he sent me sorrowing from his door.\n“Thence we sailed sadly on till the men were worn out with long and fruitless rowing, for there was no longer any wind to help them. Six days, night and day did we toil, and on the seventh day we reached the rocky stronghold of Lamus, Telepylus, the city of the Laestrygonians, where the shepherd who is driving in his sheep and goats [to be milked] salutes him who is driving out his flock [to feed] and this last answers the salute. In that country a man who could do without sleep might earn double wages, one as a herdsman of cattle, and another as a shepherd, for they work much the same by night as they do by day."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.87–102",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ ἐπεὶ ἐς λιμένα κλυτὸν ἤλθομεν, ὃν πέρι πέτρη\nἠλίβατος τετύχηκε διαμπερὲς ἀμφοτέρωθεν,\nἀκταὶ δὲ προβλῆτες ἐναντίαι ἀλλήλῃσιν\nἐν στόματι προύχουσιν, ἀραιὴ δʼ εἴσοδός ἐστιν,\nἔνθʼ οἵ γʼ εἴσω πάντες ἔχον νέας ἀμφιελίσσας.\nαἱ μὲν ἄρʼ ἔντοσθεν λιμένος κοίλοιο δέδεντο\nπλησίαι· οὐ μὲν γάρ ποτʼ ἀέξετο κῦμά γʼ ἐν αὐτῷ,\nοὔτε μέγʼ οὔτʼ ὀλίγον, λευκὴ δʼ ἦν ἀμφὶ γαλήνη·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν οἶος σχέθον ἔξω νῆα μέλαιναν,\nαὐτοῦ ἐπʼ ἐσχατιῇ, πέτρης ἐκ πείσματα δήσας·\nἔστην δὲ σκοπιὴν ἐς παιπαλόεσσαν ἀνελθών.\nἔνθα μὲν οὔτε βοῶν οὔτʼ ἀνδρῶν φαίνετο ἔργα,\nκαπνὸν δʼ οἶον ὁρῶμεν ἀπὸ χθονὸς ἀίσσοντα.\nδὴ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἑτάρους προΐειν πεύθεσθαι ἰόντας,\nοἵ τινες ἀνέρες εἶεν ἐπὶ χθονὶ σῖτον ἔδοντες,\nἄνδρε δύω κρίνας, τρίτατον κήρυχʼ ἅμʼ ὀπάσσας.",
    "en": "“When we reached the harbour we found it land-locked under steep cliffs, with a narrow entrance between two headlands. My captains took all their ships inside, and made them fast close to one another, for there was never so much as a breath of wind inside, but it was always dead calm. I kept my own ship outside, and moored it to a rock at the very end of the point; then I climbed a high rock to reconnoitre, but could see no sign neither of man nor cattle, only some smoke rising from the ground. So I sent two of my company with an attendant to find out what sort of people the inhabitants were."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.103–113",
    "orig": "οἱ δʼ ἴσαν ἐκβάντες λείην ὁδόν, ᾗ περ ἄμαξαι\nἄστυδʼ ἀφʼ ὑψηλῶν ὀρέων καταγίνεον ὕλην,\nκούρῃ δὲ ξύμβληντο πρὸ ἄστεος ὑδρευούσῃ,\nθυγατέρʼ ἰφθίμῃ Λαιστρυγόνος Ἀντιφάταο.\nἡ μὲν ἄρʼ ἐς κρήνην κατεβήσετο καλλιρέεθρον\nἈρτακίην· ἔνθεν γὰρ ὕδωρ προτὶ ἄστυ φέρεσκον·\nοἱ δὲ παριστάμενοι προσεφώνεον ἔκ τʼ ἐρέοντο\nὅς τις τῶνδʼ εἴη βασιλεὺς καὶ οἷσιν ἀνάσσοι·\nἡ δὲ μάλʼ αὐτίκα πατρὸς ἐπέφραδεν ὑψερεφὲς δῶ.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ εἰσῆλθον κλυτὰ δώματα, τὴν δὲ γυναῖκα\nεὗρον, ὅσην τʼ ὄρεος κορυφήν, κατὰ δʼ ἔστυγον αὐτήν.",
    "en": "“The men when they got on shore followed a level road by which the people draw their firewood from the mountains into the town, till presently they met a young woman who had come outside to fetch water, and who was daughter to a Laestrygonian named Antiphates. She was going to the fountain Artacia from which the people bring in their water, and when my men had come close up to her, they asked her who the king of that country might be, and over what kind of people he ruled; so she directed them to her father’s house, but when they got there they found his wife to be a giantess as huge as a mountain, and they were horrified at the sight of her."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.114–132",
    "orig": "ἡ δʼ αἶψʼ ἐξ ἀγορῆς ἐκάλει κλυτὸν Ἀντιφατῆα,\nὃν πόσιν, ὃς δὴ τοῖσιν ἐμήσατο λυγρὸν ὄλεθρον.\nαὐτίχʼ ἕνα μάρψας ἑτάρων ὡπλίσσατο δεῖπνον·\nτὼ δὲ δύʼ ἀίξαντε φυγῇ ἐπὶ νῆας ἱκέσθην.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ τεῦχε βοὴν διὰ ἄστεος· οἱ δʼ ἀίοντες\nφοίτων ἴφθιμοι Λαιστρυγόνες ἄλλοθεν ἄλλος,\nμυρίοι, οὐκ ἄνδρεσσιν ἐοικότες, ἀλλὰ Γίγασιν.\nοἵ ῥʼ ἀπὸ πετράων ἀνδραχθέσι χερμαδίοισιν\nβάλλον· ἄφαρ δὲ κακὸς κόναβος κατὰ νῆας ὀρώρει\nἀνδρῶν τʼ ὀλλυμένων νηῶν θʼ ἅμα ἀγνυμενάων·\nἰχθῦς δʼ ὣς πείροντες ἀτερπέα δαῖτα φέροντο.\nὄφρʼ οἱ τοὺς ὄλεκον λιμένος πολυβενθέος ἐντός,\nτόφρα δʼ ἐγὼ ξίφος ὀξὺ ἐρυσσάμενος παρὰ μηροῦ\nτῷ ἀπὸ πείσματʼ ἔκοψα νεὸς κυανοπρῴροιο.\nαἶψα δʼ ἐμοῖς ἑτάροισιν ἐποτρύνας ἐκέλευσα\nἐμβαλέειν κώπῃς, ἵνʼ ὑπὲκ κακότητα φύγοιμεν·\nοἱ δʼ ἅλα πάντες ἀνέρριψαν, δείσαντες ὄλεθρον.\nἀσπασίως δʼ ἐς πόντον ἐπηρεφέας φύγε πέτρας\nνηῦς ἐμή· αὐτὰρ αἱ ἄλλαι ἀολλέες αὐτόθʼ ὄλοντο.",
    "en": "“She at once called her husband Antiphates from the place of assembly, and forthwith he set about killing my men. He snatched up one of them, and began to make his dinner off him then and there, whereon the other two ran back to the ships as fast as ever they could. But Antiphates raised a hue-and-cry after them, and thousands of sturdy Laestrygonians sprang up from every quarter, ogres, not men. They threw vast rocks at us from the cliffs as though they had been mere stones, and I heard the horrid sound of the ships crunching up against one another, and the death cries of my men, as the Laestrygonians speared them like fishes and took them home to eat them. While they were thus killing my men within the harbour I drew my sword, cut the cable of my own ship, and told my men to row with all their might if they too would not fare like the rest; so they laid out for their lives, and we were thankful enough when we got into open water out of reach of the rocks they hurled at us. As for the others there was not one of them left."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.133–147",
    "orig": "ἔνθεν δὲ προτέρω πλέομεν ἀκαχήμενοι ἦτορ,\nἄσμενοι ἐκ θανάτοιο, φίλους ὀλέσαντες ἑταίρους.\nΑἰαίην δʼ ἐς νῆσον ἀφικόμεθʼ· ἔνθα δʼ ἔναιε\nΚίρκη ἐυπλόκαμος, δεινὴ θεὸς αὐδήεσσα,\nαὐτοκασιγνήτη ὀλοόφρονος Αἰήταο·\nἄμφω δʼ ἐκγεγάτην φαεσιμβρότου Ἠελίοιο\nμητρός τʼ ἐκ Πέρσης, τὴν Ὠκεανὸς τέκε παῖδα.\nἔνθα δʼ ἐπʼ ἀκτῆς νηὶ κατηγαγόμεσθα σιωπῇ\nναύλοχον ἐς λιμένα, καί τις θεὸς ἡγεμόνευεν.\nἔνθα τότʼ ἐκβάντες δύο τʼ ἤματα καὶ δύο νύκτας\nκείμεθʼ ὁμοῦ καμάτῳ τε καὶ ἄλγεσι θυμὸν ἔδοντες.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τρίτον ἦμαρ ἐυπλόκαμος τέλεσʼ Ἠώς,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἐμὸν ἔγχος ἑλὼν καὶ φάσγανον ὀξὺ\nκαρπαλίμως παρὰ νηὸς ἀνήιον ἐς περιωπήν,\nεἴ πως ἔργα ἴδοιμι βροτῶν ἐνοπήν τε πυθοίμην.",
    "en": "“Thence we sailed sadly on, glad to have escaped death, though we had lost our comrades, and came to the Aeaean island, where Circe lives, a great and cunning goddess who is own sister to the magician Aeetes, for they are both children of the sun by Perse, who is daughter to Oceanus. We brought our ship into a safe harbour without a word, for some god guided us thither, and having landed we lay there for two days and two nights, worn out in body and mind. When the morning of the third day came I took my spear and my sword, and went away from the ship to reconnoitre, and see if I could discover signs of human handiwork, or hear the sound of voices."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.148–163",
    "orig": "ἔστην δὲ σκοπιὴν ἐς παιπαλόεσσαν ἀνελθών,\nκαί μοι ἐείσατο καπνὸς ἀπὸ χθονὸς εὐρυοδείης,\nΚίρκης ἐν μεγάροισι, διὰ δρυμὰ πυκνὰ καὶ ὕλην.\nμερμήριξα δʼ ἔπειτα κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμὸν\nἐλθεῖν ἠδὲ πυθέσθαι, ἐπεὶ ἴδον αἴθοπα καπνόν.\nὧδε δέ μοι φρονέοντι δοάσσατο κέρδιον εἶναι,\nπρῶτʼ ἐλθόντʼ ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν καὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης\nδεῖπνον ἑταίροισιν δόμεναι προέμεν τε πυθέσθαι.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ σχεδὸν ἦα κιὼν νεὸς ἀμφιελίσσης,\nκαὶ τότε τίς με θεῶν ὀλοφύρατο μοῦνον ἐόντα,\nὅς ῥά μοι ὑψίκερων ἔλαφον μέγαν εἰς ὁδὸν αὐτὴν\nἧκεν. ὁ μὲν ποταμόνδε κατήιεν ἐκ νομοῦ ὕλης\nπιόμενος· δὴ γάρ μιν ἔχεν μένος ἠελίοιο.\nτὸν δʼ ἐγὼ ἐκβαίνοντα κατʼ ἄκνηστιν μέσα νῶτα\nπλῆξα· τὸ δʼ ἀντικρὺ δόρυ χάλκεον ἐξεπέρησε,\nκὰδ δʼ ἔπεσʼ ἐν κονίῃσι μακών, ἀπὸ δʼ ἔπτατο θυμός.",
    "en": "Climbing to the top of a high look-out I espied the smoke of Circe’s house rising upwards amid a dense forest of trees, and when I saw this I doubted whether, having seen the smoke, I would not go on at once and find out more, but in the end I deemed it best to go back to the ship, give the men their dinners, and send some of them instead of going myself.\n“When I had nearly got back to the ship some god took pity upon my solitude, and sent a fine antlered stag right into the middle of my path. He was coming down his pasture in the forest to drink of the river, for the heat of the sun drove him, and as he passed I struck him in the middle of the back; the bronze point of the spear went clean through him, and he lay groaning in the dust until the life went out of him."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.164–182",
    "orig": "τῷ δʼ ἐγὼ ἐμβαίνων δόρυ χάλκεον ἐξ ὠτειλῆς\nεἰρυσάμην· τὸ μὲν αὖθι κατακλίνας ἐπὶ γαίῃ\nεἴασʼ· αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ σπασάμην ῥῶπάς τε λύγους τε,\nπεῖσμα δʼ, ὅσον τʼ ὄργυιαν, ἐυστρεφὲς ἀμφοτέρωθεν\nπλεξάμενος συνέδησα πόδας δεινοῖο πελώρου,\nβῆν δὲ καταλοφάδεια φέρων ἐπὶ νῆα μέλαιναν\nἔγχει ἐρειδόμενος, ἐπεὶ οὔ πως ἦεν ἐπʼ ὤμου\nχειρὶ φέρειν ἑτέρῃ· μάλα γὰρ μέγα θηρίον ἦεν.\nκὰδʼ δʼ ἔβαλον προπάροιθε νεός, ἀνέγειρα δʼ ἑταίρους\nμειλιχίοις ἐπέεσσι παρασταδὸν ἄνδρα ἕκαστον·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐ γάρ πω καταδυσόμεθʼ ἀχνύμενοί περ\nεἰς Ἀίδαο δόμους, πρὶν μόρσιμον ἦμαρ ἐπέλθῃ·\nἀλλʼ ἄγετʼ, ὄφρʼ ἐν νηὶ θοῇ βρῶσίς τε πόσις τε,\nμνησόμεθα βρώμης, μηδὲ τρυχώμεθα λιμῷ.\nὣς ἐφάμην, οἱ δʼ ὦκα ἐμοῖς ἐπέεσσι πίθοντο,\nἐκ δὲ καλυψάμενοι παρὰ θῖνʼ ἁλὸς ἀτρυγέτοιο\nθηήσαντʼ ἔλαφον· μάλα γὰρ μέγα θηρίον ἦεν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ τάρπησαν ὁρώμενοι ὀφθαλμοῖσιν,\nχεῖρας νιψάμενοι τεύχοντʼ ἐρικυδέα δαῖτα.",
    "en": "Then I set my foot upon him, drew my spear from the wound, and laid it down; I also gathered rough grass and rushes and twisted them into a fathom or so of good stout rope, with which I bound the four feet of the noble creature together; having so done I hung him round my neck and walked back to the ship leaning upon my spear, for the stag was much too big for me to be able to carry him on my shoulder, steadying him with one hand. As I threw him down in front of the ship, I called the men and spoke cheeringly man by man to each of them. ‘Look here my friends,’ said I, ‘we are not going to die so much before our time after all, and at any rate we will not starve so long as we have got something to eat and drink on board.’ On this they uncovered their heads upon the sea shore and admired the stag, for he was indeed a splendid fellow. Then, when they had feasted their eyes upon him sufficiently, they washed their hands and began to cook him for dinner."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.183–197",
    "orig": "ὣς τότε μὲν πρόπαν ἦμαρ ἐς ἠέλιον καταδύντα\nἥμεθα δαινύμενοι κρέα τʼ ἄσπετα καὶ μέθυ ἡδύ·\nἦμος δʼ ἠέλιος κατέδυ καὶ ἐπὶ κνέφας ἦλθε,\nδὴ τότε κοιμήθημεν ἐπὶ ῥηγμῖνι θαλάσσης.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἀγορὴν θέμενος μετὰ πᾶσιν ἔειπον·\nκέκλυτέ μευ μύθων, κακά περ πάσχοντες ἑταῖροι·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐ γάρ τʼ ἴδμεν, ὅπῃ ζόφος οὐδʼ ὅπῃ ἠώς,\nοὐδʼ ὅπῃ ἠέλιος φαεσίμβροτος εἶσʼ ὑπὸ γαῖαν,\nοὐδʼ ὅπῃ ἀννεῖται· ἀλλὰ φραζώμεθα θᾶσσον\nεἴ τις ἔτʼ ἔσται μῆτις. ἐγὼ δʼ οὐκ οἴομαι εἶναι.\nεἶδον γὰρ σκοπιὴν ἐς παιπαλόεσσαν ἀνελθὼν\nνῆσον, τὴν πέρι πόντος ἀπείριτος ἐστεφάνωται·\nαὐτὴ δὲ χθαμαλὴ κεῖται· καπνὸν δʼ ἐνὶ μέσσῃ\nἔδρακον ὀφθαλμοῖσι διὰ δρυμὰ πυκνὰ καὶ ὕλην.",
    "en": "“Thus through the livelong day to the going down of the sun we stayed there eating and drinking our fill, but when the sun went down and it came on dark, we camped upon the sea shore. When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, I called a council and said, ‘My friends, we are in very great difficulties; listen therefore to me. We have no idea where the sun either sets or rises, so that we do not even know East from West. I see no way out of it; nevertheless, we must try and find one. We are certainly on an island, for I went as high as I could this morning, and saw the sea reaching all round it to the horizon; it lies low, but towards the middle I saw smoke rising from out of a thick forest of trees.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.198–209",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, τοῖσιν δὲ κατεκλάσθη φίλον ἦτορ\nμνησαμένοις ἔργων Λαιστρυγόνος Ἀντιφάταο\nΚύκλωπός τε βίης μεγαλήτορος, ἀνδροφάγοιο.\nκλαῖον δὲ λιγέως θαλερὸν κατὰ δάκρυ χέοντες·\nἀλλʼ οὐ γάρ τις πρῆξις ἐγίγνετο μυρομένοισιν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ δίχα πάντας ἐυκνήμιδας ἑταίρους\nἠρίθμεον, ἀρχὸν δὲ μετʼ ἀμφοτέροισιν ὄπασσα·\nτῶν μὲν ἐγὼν ἦρχον, τῶν δʼ Εὐρύλοχος θεοειδής.\nκλήρους δʼ ἐν κυνέῃ χαλκήρεϊ πάλλομεν ὦκα·\nἐκ δʼ ἔθορε κλῆρος μεγαλήτορος Εὐρυλόχοιο.\nβῆ δʼ ἰέναι, ἅμα τῷ γε δύω καὶ εἴκοσʼ ἑταῖροι\nκλαίοντες· κατὰ δʼ ἄμμε λίπον γοόωντας ὄπισθεν.",
    "en": "“Their hearts sank as they heard me, for they remembered how they had been treated by the Laestrygonian Antiphates, and by the savage ogre Polyphemus. They wept bitterly in their dismay, but there was nothing to be got by crying, so I divided them into two companies and set a captain over each; I gave one company to Eurylochus, while I took command of the other myself. Then we cast lots in a helmet, and the lot fell upon Eurylochus; so he set out with his twenty-two men, and they wept, as also did we who were left behind."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.210–228",
    "orig": "εὗρον δʼ ἐν βήσσῃσι τετυγμένα δώματα Κίρκης\nξεστοῖσιν λάεσσι, περισκέπτῳ ἐνὶ χώρῳ·\nἀμφὶ δέ μιν λύκοι ἦσαν ὀρέστεροι ἠδὲ λέοντες,\nτοὺς αὐτὴ κατέθελξεν, ἐπεὶ κακὰ φάρμακʼ ἔδωκεν.\nοὐδʼ οἵ γʼ ὡρμήθησαν ἐπʼ ἀνδράσιν, ἀλλʼ ἄρα τοί γε\nοὐρῇσιν μακρῇσι περισσαίνοντες ἀνέσταν.\nὡς δʼ ὅτʼ ἂν ἀμφὶ ἄνακτα κύνες δαίτηθεν ἰόντα\nσαίνωσʼ, αἰεὶ γάρ τε φέρει μειλίγματα θυμοῦ,\nὣς τοὺς ἀμφὶ λύκοι κρατερώνυχες ἠδὲ λέοντες\nσαῖνον· τοὶ δʼ ἔδεισαν, ἐπεὶ ἴδον αἰνὰ πέλωρα.\nἔσταν δʼ ἐν προθύροισι θεᾶς καλλιπλοκάμοιο,\nΚίρκης δʼ ἔνδον ἄκουον ἀειδούσης ὀπὶ καλῇ,\nἱστὸν ἐποιχομένης μέγαν ἄμβροτον, οἷα θεάων\nλεπτά τε καὶ χαρίεντα καὶ ἀγλαὰ ἔργα πέλονται.\nτοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε Πολίτης ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν,\nὅς μοι κήδιστος ἑτάρων ἦν κεδνότατός τε·\nὦ φίλοι, ἔνδον γάρ τις ἐποιχομένη μέγαν ἱστὸν\nκαλὸν ἀοιδιάει, δάπεδον δʼ ἅπαν ἀμφιμέμυκεν,\nἢ θεὸς ἠὲ γυνή· ἀλλὰ φθεγγώμεθα θᾶσσον.",
    "en": "“When they reached Circe’s house they found it built of cut stones, on a site that could be seen from far, in the middle of the forest. There were wild mountain wolves and lions prowling all round it, poor bewitched creatures whom she had tamed by her enchantments and drugged into subjection. They did not attack my men, but wagged their great tails, fawned upon them, and rubbed their noses lovingly against them. As hounds crowd round their master when they see him coming from dinner, for they know he will bring them something, even so did these wolves and lions with their great claws fawn upon my men, but the men were terribly frightened at seeing such strange creatures. Presently they reached the gates of the goddess’s house, and as they stood there they could hear Circe within, singing most beautifully as she worked at her loom, making a web so fine, so soft, and of such dazzling colours as no one but a goddess could weave. On this Polites, whom I valued and trusted more than any other of my men, said, ‘There is some one inside working at a loom and singing most beautifully; the whole place resounds with it, let us call her and see whether she is woman or goddess.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.229–240",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἐφώνησεν, τοὶ δὲ φθέγγοντο καλεῦντες.\nἡ δʼ αἶψʼ ἐξελθοῦσα θύρας ὤιξε φαεινὰς\nκαὶ κάλει· οἱ δʼ ἅμα πάντες ἀιδρείῃσιν ἕποντο·\nΕὐρύλοχος δʼ ὑπέμεινεν, ὀισάμενος δόλον εἶναι.\nεἷσεν δʼ εἰσαγαγοῦσα κατὰ κλισμούς τε θρόνους τε,\nἐν δέ σφιν τυρόν τε καὶ ἄλφιτα καὶ μέλι χλωρὸν\nοἴνῳ Πραμνείῳ ἐκύκα· ἀνέμισγε δὲ σίτῳ\nφάρμακα λύγρʼ, ἵνα πάγχυ λαθοίατο πατρίδος αἴης.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δῶκέν τε καὶ ἔκπιον, αὐτίκʼ ἔπειτα\nῥάβδῳ πεπληγυῖα κατὰ συφεοῖσιν ἐέργνυ.\nοἱ δὲ συῶν μὲν ἔχον κεφαλὰς φωνήν τε τρίχας τε\nκαὶ δέμας, αὐτὰρ νοῦς ἦν ἔμπεδος, ὡς τὸ πάρος περ.",
    "en": "“They called her and she came down, unfastened the door, and bade them enter. They, thinking no evil, followed her, all except Eurylochus, who suspected mischief and staid outside. When she had got them into her house, she set them upon benches and seats and mixed them a mess with cheese, honey, meal, and Pramnian wine, but she drugged it with wicked poisons to make them forget their homes, and when they had drunk she turned them into pigs by a stroke of her wand, and shut them up in her pig-styes. They were like pigs, head, hair, and all, and they grunted just as pigs do; but their senses were the same as before, and they remembered everything."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.241–260",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν κλαίοντες ἐέρχατο, τοῖσι δὲ Κίρκη\nπάρ ῥʼ ἄκυλον βάλανόν τε βάλεν καρπόν τε κρανείης\nἔδμεναι, οἷα σύες χαμαιευνάδες αἰὲν ἔδουσιν.\nΕὐρύλοχος δʼ αἶψʼ ἦλθε θοὴν ἐπὶ νῆα μέλαιναν\nἀγγελίην ἑτάρων ἐρέων καὶ ἀδευκέα πότμον.\nοὐδέ τι ἐκφάσθαι δύνατο ἔπος ἱέμενός περ,\nκῆρ ἄχεϊ μεγάλῳ βεβολημένος· ἐν δέ οἱ ὄσσε\nδακρυόφιν πίμπλαντο, γόον δʼ ὠίετο θυμός.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δή μιν πάντες ἀγασσάμεθʼ ἐξερέοντες,\nκαὶ τότε τῶν ἄλλων ἑτάρων κατέλεξεν ὄλεθρον·\nἤιομεν, ὡς ἐκέλευες, ἀνὰ δρυμά, φαίδιμʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ·\nεὕρομεν ἐν βήσσῃσι τετυγμένα δώματα καλὰ\nξεστοῖσιν λάεσσι, περισκέπτῳ ἐνὶ χώρῳ.\nἔνθα δέ τις μέγαν ἱστὸν ἐποιχομένη λίγʼ ἄειδεν,\nἢ θεὸς ἠὲ γυνή· τοὶ δὲ φθέγγοντο καλεῦντες.\nἡ δʼ αἶψʼ ἐξελθοῦσα θύρας ὤιξε φαεινὰς\nκαὶ κάλει· οἱ δʼ ἅμα πάντες ἀιδρείῃσιν ἕποντο·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ὑπέμεινα, ὀισάμενος δόλον εἶναι.\nοἱ δʼ ἅμʼ ἀιστώθησαν ἀολλέες, οὐδέ τις αὐτῶν\nἐξεφάνη· δηρὸν δὲ καθήμενος ἐσκοπίαζον.",
    "en": "“Thus then were they shut up squealing, and Circe threw them some acorns and beech masts such as pigs eat, but Eurylochus hurried back to tell me about the sad fate of our comrades. He was so overcome with dismay that though he tried to speak he could find no words to do so; his eyes filled with tears and he could only sob and sigh, till at last we forced his story out of him, and he told us what had happened to the others.\n“‘We went,’ said he, ‘as you told us, through the forest, and in the middle of it there was a fine house built with cut stones in a place that could be seen from far. There we found a woman, or else she was a goddess, working at her loom and singing sweetly; so the men shouted to her and called her, whereon she at once came down, opened the door, and invited us in. The others did not suspect any mischief so they followed her into the house, but I staid where I was, for I thought there might be some treachery. From that moment I saw them no more, for not one of them ever came out, though I sat a long time watching for them.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.261–273",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ περὶ μὲν ξίφος ἀργυρόηλον\nὤμοιιν βαλόμην, μέγα χάλκεον, ἀμφὶ δὲ τόξα·\nτὸν δʼ ἂψ ἠνώγεα αὐτὴν ὁδὸν ἡγήσασθαι.\nαὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ ἀμφοτέρῃσι λαβὼν ἐλλίσσετο γούνων\nκαί μʼ ὀλοφυρόμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nμή μʼ ἄγε κεῖσʼ ἀέκοντα, διοτρεφές, ἀλλὰ λίπʼ αὐτοῦ.\nοἶδα γάρ, ὡς οὔτʼ αὐτὸς ἐλεύσεαι οὔτε τινʼ ἄλλον\nἄξεις σῶν ἑτάρων. ἀλλὰ ξὺν τοίσδεσι θᾶσσον\nφεύγωμεν· ἔτι γάρ κεν ἀλύξαιμεν κακὸν ἦμαρ.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nΕὐρύλοχʼ, ἦ τοι μὲν σὺ μένʼ αὐτοῦ τῷδʼ ἐνὶ χώρῳ\nἔσθων καὶ πίνων κοίλῃ παρὰ νηὶ μελαίνῃ·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν εἶμι, κρατερὴ δέ μοι ἔπλετʼ ἀνάγκη.",
    "en": "“Then I took my sword of bronze and slung it over my shoulders; I also took my bow, and told Eurylochus to come back with me and shew me the way. But he laid hold of me with both his hands and spoke piteously, saying, ‘Sir, do not force me to go with you, but let me stay here, for I know you will not bring one of them back with you, nor even return alive yourself; let us rather see if we cannot escape at any rate with the few that are left us, for we may still save our lives.’\n“‘Stay where you are, then,’ answered I, ‘eating and drinking at the ship, but I must go, for I am most urgently bound to do so.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.274–288",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν παρὰ νηὸς ἀνήιον ἠδὲ θαλάσσης.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ ἄρʼ ἔμελλον ἰὼν ἱερὰς ἀνὰ βήσσας\nΚίρκης ἵξεσθαι πολυφαρμάκου ἐς μέγα δῶμα,\nἔνθα μοι Ἑρμείας χρυσόρραπις ἀντεβόλησεν\nἐρχομένῳ πρὸς δῶμα, νεηνίῃ ἀνδρὶ ἐοικώς,\nπρῶτον ὑπηνήτῃ, τοῦ περ χαριεστάτη ἥβη·\nἔν τʼ ἄρα μοι φῦ χειρί, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·\nπῇ δὴ αὖτʼ, ὦ δύστηνε, διʼ ἄκριας ἔρχεαι οἶος,\nχώρου ἄιδρις ἐών; ἕταροι δέ τοι οἵδʼ ἐνὶ Κίρκης\nἔρχαται ὥς τε σύες πυκινοὺς κευθμῶνας ἔχοντες.\nἦ τοὺς λυσόμενος δεῦρʼ ἔρχεαι; οὐδέ σέ φημι\nαὐτὸν νοστήσειν, μενέεις δὲ σύ γʼ, ἔνθα περ ἄλλοι.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε δή σε κακῶν ἐκλύσομαι ἠδὲ σαώσω.\nτῆ, τόδε φάρμακον ἐσθλὸν ἔχων ἐς δώματα Κίρκης\nἔρχευ, ὅ κέν τοι κρατὸς ἀλάλκῃσιν κακὸν ἦμαρ.",
    "en": "“With this I left the ship and went up inland. When I got through the charmed grove, and was near the great house of the enchantress Circe, I met Mercury with his golden wand, disguised as a young man in the hey-day of his youth and beauty with the down just coming upon his face. He came up to me and took my hand within his own, saying, ‘My poor unhappy man, whither are you going over this mountain top, alone and without knowing the way? Your men are shut up in Circe’s pigstyes, like so many wild boars in their lairs. You surely do not fancy that you can set them free? I can tell you that you will never get back and will have to stay there with the rest of them. But never mind, I will protect you and get you out of your difficulty. Take this herb, which is one of great virtue, and keep it about you when you go to Circe’s house, it will be a talisman to you against every kind of mischief."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.289–306",
    "orig": "πάντα δέ τοι ἐρέω ὀλοφώια δήνεα Κίρκης.\nτεύξει τοι κυκεῶ, βαλέει δʼ ἐν φάρμακα σίτῳ.\nἀλλʼ οὐδʼ ὣς θέλξαι σε δυνήσεται· οὐ γὰρ ἐάσει\nφάρμακον ἐσθλόν, ὅ τοι δώσω, ἐρέω δὲ ἕκαστα.\nὁππότε κεν Κίρκη σʼ ἐλάσῃ περιμήκεϊ ῥάβδῳ,\nδὴ τότε σὺ ξίφος ὀξὺ ἐρυσσάμενος παρὰ μηροῦ\nΚίρκῃ ἐπαῖξαι, ὥς τε κτάμεναι μενεαίνων.\nἡ δέ σʼ ὑποδείσασα κελήσεται εὐνηθῆναι·\nἔνθα σὺ μηκέτʼ ἔπειτʼ ἀπανήνασθαι θεοῦ εὐνήν,\nὄφρα κέ τοι λύσῃ θʼ ἑτάρους αὐτόν τε κομίσσῃ·\nἀλλὰ κέλεσθαί μιν μακάρων μέγαν ὅρκον ὀμόσσαι,\nμή τί τοι αὐτῷ πῆμα κακὸν βουλευσέμεν ἄλλο,\nμή σʼ ἀπογυμνωθέντα κακὸν καὶ ἀνήνορα θήῃ.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσας πόρε φάρμακον ἀργεϊφόντης\nἐκ γαίης ἐρύσας, καί μοι φύσιν αὐτοῦ ἔδειξε.\nῥίζῃ μὲν μέλαν ἔσκε, γάλακτι δὲ εἴκελον ἄνθος·\nμῶλυ δέ μιν καλέουσι θεοί· χαλεπὸν δέ τʼ ὀρύσσειν\nἀνδράσι γε θνητοῖσι, θεοὶ δέ τε πάντα δύνανται.",
    "en": "“‘And I will tell you of all the wicked witchcraft that Circe will try to practice upon you. She will mix a mess for you to drink, and she will drug the meal with which she makes it, but she will not be able to charm you, for the virtue of the herb that I shall give you will prevent her spells from working. I will tell you all about it. When Circe strikes you with her wand, draw your sword and spring upon her as though you were going to kill her. She will then be frightened, and will desire you to go to bed with her; on this you must not point blank refuse her, for you want her to set your companions free, and to take good care also of yourself, but you must make her swear solemnly by all the blessed gods that she will plot no further mischief against you, or else when she has got you naked she will unman you and make you fit for nothing.’\n“As he spoke he pulled the herb out of the ground and shewed me what it was like. The root was black, while the flower was as white as milk; the gods call it Moly, and mortal men cannot uproot it, but the gods can do whatever they like."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.307–320",
    "orig": "Ἑρμείας μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἀπέβη πρὸς μακρὸν Ὄλυμπον\nνῆσον ἀνʼ ὑλήεσσαν, ἐγὼ δʼ ἐς δώματα Κίρκης\nἤια, πολλὰ δέ μοι κραδίη πόρφυρε κιόντι.\nἔστην δʼ εἰνὶ θύρῃσι θεᾶς καλλιπλοκάμοιο·\nἔνθα στὰς ἐβόησα, θεὰ δέ μευ ἔκλυεν αὐδῆς.\nἡ δʼ αἶψʼ ἐξελθοῦσα θύρας ὤιξε φαεινὰς\nκαὶ κάλει· αὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ἑπόμην ἀκαχήμενος ἦτορ.\nεἷσε δέ μʼ εἰσαγαγοῦσα ἐπὶ θρόνου ἀργυροήλου\nκαλοῦ δαιδαλέου· ὑπὸ δὲ θρῆνυς ποσὶν ἦεν·\nτεῦχε δέ μοι κυκεῶ χρυσέῳ δέπαι, ὄφρα πίοιμι,\nἐν δέ τε φάρμακον ἧκε, κακὰ φρονέουσʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δῶκέν τε καὶ ἔκπιον, οὐδέ μʼ ἔθελξε,\nῥάβδῳ πεπληγυῖα ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nἔρχεο νῦν συφεόνδε, μετʼ ἄλλων λέξο ἑταίρων.",
    "en": "“Then Mercury went back to high Olympus passing over the wooded island; but I fared onward to the house of Circe, and my heart was clouded with care as I walked along. When I got to the gates I stood there and called the goddess, and as soon as she heard me she came down, opened the door, and asked me to come in; so I followed her, much troubled in my mind. She set me on a richly decorated seat inlaid with silver, there was a footstool also under my feet, and she mixed a mess in a golden goblet for me to drink; but she drugged it, for she meant me mischief. When she had given it me, and I had drunk it without its charming me, she struck me with her wand. ‘There now,’ she cried, ‘be off to the pigstye, and make your lair with the rest of them.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.321–335",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτʼ, ἐγὼ δʼ ἄορ ὀξὺ ἐρυσσάμενος παρὰ μηροῦ\nΚίρκῃ ἐπήιξα ὥς τε κτάμεναι μενεαίνων.\nἡ δὲ μέγα ἰάχουσα ὑπέδραμε καὶ λάβε γούνων,\nκαί μʼ ὀλοφυρομένη ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nτίς πόθεν εἰς ἀνδρῶν; πόθι τοι πόλις ἠδὲ τοκῆες;\nθαῦμά μʼ ἔχει ὡς οὔ τι πιὼν τάδε φάρμακʼ ἐθέλχθης·\nοὐδὲ γὰρ οὐδέ τις ἄλλος ἀνὴρ τάδε φάρμακʼ ἀνέτλη,\nὅς κε πίῃ καὶ πρῶτον ἀμείψεται ἕρκος ὀδόντων.\nσοὶ δέ τις ἐν στήθεσσιν ἀκήλητος νόος ἐστίν.\nἦ σύ γʼ Ὀδυσσεύς ἐσσι πολύτροπος, ὅν τέ μοι αἰεὶ\nφάσκεν ἐλεύσεσθαι χρυσόρραπις ἀργεϊφόντης,\nἐκ Τροίης ἀνιόντα θοῇ σὺν νηὶ μελαίνῃ.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε δὴ κολεῷ μὲν ἄορ θέο, νῶι δʼ ἔπειτα\nεὐνῆς ἡμετέρης ἐπιβείομεν, ὄφρα μιγέντε\nεὐνῇ καὶ φιλότητι πεποίθομεν ἀλλήλοισιν.",
    "en": "“But I rushed at her with my sword drawn as though I would kill her, whereon she fell with a loud scream, clasped my knees, and spoke piteously, saying, ‘Who and whence are you? from what place and people have you come? How can it be that my drugs have no power to charm you? Never yet was any man able to stand so much as a taste of the herb I gave you; you must be spell-proof; surely you can be none other than the bold hero Ulysses, who Mercury always said would come here some day with his ship while on his way home from Troy; so be it then; sheathe your sword and let us go to bed, that we may make friends and learn to trust each other.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.336–347",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nὦ Κίρκη, πῶς γάρ με κέλεαι σοὶ ἤπιον εἶναι,\nἥ μοι σῦς μὲν ἔθηκας ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἑταίρους,\nαὐτὸν δʼ ἐνθάδʼ ἔχουσα δολοφρονέουσα κελεύεις\nἐς θάλαμόν τʼ ἰέναι καὶ σῆς ἐπιβήμεναι εὐνῆς,\nὄφρα με γυμνωθέντα κακὸν καὶ ἀνήνορα θήῃς.\nοὐδʼ ἂν ἐγώ γʼ ἐθέλοιμι τεῆς ἐπιβήμεναι εὐνῆς,\nεἰ μή μοι τλαίης γε, θεά, μέγαν ὅρκον ὀμόσσαι\nμή τί μοι αὐτῷ πῆμα κακὸν βουλευσέμεν ἄλλο.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ἡ δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀπώμνυεν, ὡς ἐκέλευον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ὄμοσέν τε τελεύτησέν τε τὸν ὅρκον,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἐγὼ Κίρκης ἐπέβην περικαλλέος εὐνῆς.",
    "en": "“And I answered, ‘Circe, how can you expect me to be friendly with you when you have just been turning all my men into pigs? And now that you have got me here myself, you mean me mischief when you ask me to go to bed with you, and will unman me and make me fit for nothing. I shall certainly not consent to go to bed with you unless you will first take your solemn oath to plot no further harm against me.’\n“So she swore at once as I had told her, and when she had completed her oath then I went to bed with her."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.348–367",
    "orig": "ἀμφίπολοι δʼ ἄρα τέως μὲν ἐνὶ μεγάροισι πένοντο\nτέσσαρες, αἵ οἱ δῶμα κάτα δρήστειραι ἔασι·\nγίγνονται δʼ ἄρα ταί γʼ ἔκ τε κρηνέων ἀπό τʼ ἀλσέων\nἔκ θʼ ἱερῶν ποταμῶν, οἵ τʼ εἰς ἅλαδε προρέουσι.\nτάων ἡ μὲν ἔβαλλε θρόνοις ἔνι ῥήγεα καλὰ\nπορφύρεα καθύπερθʼ, ὑπένερθε δὲ λῖθʼ ὑπέβαλλεν·\nἡ δʼ ἑτέρη προπάροιθε θρόνων ἐτίταινε τραπέζας\nἀργυρέας, ἐπὶ δέ σφι τίθει χρύσεια κάνεια·\nἡ δὲ τρίτη κρητῆρι μελίφρονα οἶνον ἐκίρνα\nἡδὺν ἐν ἀργυρέῳ, νέμε δὲ χρύσεια κύπελλα·\nἡ δὲ τετάρτη ὕδωρ ἐφόρει καὶ πῦρ ἀνέκαιε\nπολλὸν ὑπὸ τρίποδι μεγάλῳ· ἰαίνετο δʼ ὕδωρ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ ζέσσεν ὕδωρ ἐνὶ ἤνοπι χαλκῷ,\nἔς ῥʼ ἀσάμινθον ἕσασα λόʼ ἐκ τρίποδος μεγάλοιο,\nθυμῆρες κεράσασα, κατὰ κρατός τε καὶ ὤμων,\nὄφρα μοι ἐκ κάματον θυμοφθόρον εἵλετο γυίων.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ λοῦσέν τε καὶ ἔχρισεν λίπʼ ἐλαίῳ,\nἀμφὶ δέ με χλαῖναν καλὴν βάλεν ἠδὲ χιτῶνα,\nεἷσε δέ μʼ εἰσαγαγοῦσα ἐπὶ θρόνου ἀργυροήλου\nκαλοῦ δαιδαλέου, ὑπὸ δὲ θρῆνυς ποσὶν ἦεν·",
    "en": "“Meanwhile her four servants, who are her housemaids, set about their work. They are the children of the groves and fountains, and of the holy waters that run down into the sea. One of them spread a fair purple cloth over a seat, and laid a carpet underneath it. Another brought tables of silver up to the seats, and set them with baskets of gold. A third mixed some sweet wine with water in a silver bowl and put golden cups upon the tables, while the fourth brought in water and set it to boil in a large cauldron over a good fire which she had lighted. When the water in the cauldron was boiling, she poured cold into it till it was just as I liked it, and then she set me in a bath and began washing me from the cauldron about the head and shoulders, to take the tire and stiffness out of my limbs. As soon as she had done washing me and anointing me with oil, she arrayed me in a good cloak and shirt and led me to a richly decorated seat inlaid with silver; there was a footstool also under my feet."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.368–387",
    "orig": "χέρνιβα δʼ ἀμφίπολος προχόῳ ἐπέχευε φέρουσα\nκαλῇ χρυσείῃ, ὑπὲρ ἀργυρέοιο λέβητος,\nνίψασθαι· παρὰ δὲ ξεστὴν ἐτάνυσσε τράπεζαν.\nσῖτον δʼ αἰδοίη ταμίη παρέθηκε φέρουσα,\nεἴδατα πόλλʼ ἐπιθεῖσα, χαριζομένη παρεόντων.\nἐσθέμεναι δʼ ἐκέλευεν· ἐμῷ δʼ οὐχ ἥνδανε θυμῷ,\nἀλλʼ ἥμην ἀλλοφρονέων, κακὰ δʼ ὄσσετο θυμός.\nΚίρκη δʼ ὡς ἐνόησεν ἔμʼ ἥμενον οὐδʼ ἐπὶ σίτῳ\nχεῖρας ἰάλλοντα, κρατερὸν δέ με πένθος ἔχοντα,\nἄγχι παρισταμένη ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nτίφθʼ οὕτως, Ὀδυσεῦ, κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζεαι ἶσος ἀναύδῳ,\nθυμὸν ἔδων, βρώμης δʼ οὐχ ἅπτεαι οὐδὲ ποτῆτος;\nἦ τινά που δόλον ἄλλον ὀίεαι· οὐδέ τί σε χρὴ\nδειδίμεν· ἤδη γάρ τοι ἀπώμοσα καρτερὸν ὅρκον.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nὦ Κίρκη, τίς γάρ κεν ἀνήρ, ὃς ἐναίσιμος εἴη,\nπρὶν τλαίη πάσσασθαι ἐδητύος ἠδὲ ποτῆτος,\nπρὶν λύσασθʼ ἑτάρους καὶ ἐν ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ἰδέσθαι;\nἀλλʼ εἰ δὴ πρόφρασσα πιεῖν φαγέμεν τε κελεύεις,\nλῦσον, ἵνʼ ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ἴδω ἐρίηρας ἑταίρους.",
    "en": "A maid servant then brought me water in a beautiful golden ewer and poured it into a silver basin for me to wash my hands, and she drew a clean table beside me; an upper servant brought me bread and offered me many things of what there was in the house, and then Circe bade me eat, but I would not, and sat without heeding what was before me, still moody and suspicious.\n“When Circe saw me sitting there without eating, and in great grief, she came to me and said, ‘Ulysses, why do you sit like that as though you were dumb, gnawing at your own heart, and refusing both meat and drink? Is it that you are still suspicious? You ought not to be, for I have already sworn solemnly that I will not hurt you.’\n“And I said, ‘Circe, no man with any sense of what is right can think of either eating or drinking in your house until you have set his friends free and let him see them. If you want me to eat and drink, you must free my men and bring them to me that I may see them with my own eyes.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.388–405",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, Κίρκη δὲ διὲκ μεγάροιο βεβήκει\nῥάβδον ἔχουσʼ ἐν χειρί, θύρας δʼ ἀνέῳξε συφειοῦ,\nἐκ δʼ ἔλασεν σιάλοισιν ἐοικότας ἐννεώροισιν.\nοἱ μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἔστησαν ἐναντίοι, ἡ δὲ διʼ αὐτῶν\nἐρχομένη προσάλειφεν ἑκάστῳ φάρμακον ἄλλο.\nτῶν δʼ ἐκ μὲν μελέων τρίχες ἔρρεον, ἃς πρὶν ἔφυσε\nφάρμακον οὐλόμενον, τό σφιν πόρε πότνια Κίρκη·\nἄνδρες δʼ ἂψ ἐγένοντο νεώτεροι ἢ πάρος ἦσαν,\nκαὶ πολὺ καλλίονες καὶ μείζονες εἰσοράασθαι.\nἔγνωσαν δέ μʼ ἐκεῖνοι ἔφυν τʼ ἐν χερσὶν ἕκαστος.\nπᾶσιν δʼ ἱμερόεις ὑπέδυ γόος, ἀμφὶ δὲ δῶμα\nσμερδαλέον κονάβιζε· θεὰ δʼ ἐλέαιρε καὶ αὐτή.\nἡ δέ μευ ἄγχι στᾶσα προσηύδα δῖα θεάων·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nἔρχεο νῦν ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν καὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης.\nνῆα μὲν ἂρ πάμπρωτον ἐρύσσατε ἤπειρόνδε,\nκτήματα δʼ ἐν σπήεσσι πελάσσατε ὅπλα τε πάντα·\nαὐτὸς δʼ ἂψ ἰέναι καὶ ἄγειν ἐρίηρας ἑταίρους.",
    "en": "“When I had said this she went straight through the court with her wand in her hand and opened the pigstye doors. My men came out like so many prime hogs and stood looking at her, but she went about among them and anointed each with a second drug, whereon the bristles that the bad drug had given them fell off, and they became men again, younger than they were before, and much taller and better looking. They knew me at once, seized me each of them by the hand, and wept for joy till the whole house was filled with the sound of their halloa-ballooing, and Circe herself was so sorry for them that she came up to me and said, ‘Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, go back at once to the sea where you have left your ship, and first draw it on to the land. Then, hide all your ship’s gear and property in some cave, and come back here with your men.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.406–421",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐμοί γʼ ἐπεπείθετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ,\nβῆν δʼ ἰέναι ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν καὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης.\nεὗρον ἔπειτʼ ἐπὶ νηὶ θοῇ ἐρίηρας ἑταίρους\nοἴκτρʼ ὀλοφυρομένους, θαλερὸν κατὰ δάκρυ χέοντας.\nὡς δʼ ὅτʼ ἂν ἄγραυλοι πόριες περὶ βοῦς ἀγελαίας,\nἐλθούσας ἐς κόπρον, ἐπὴν βοτάνης κορέσωνται,\nπᾶσαι ἅμα σκαίρουσιν ἐναντίαι· οὐδʼ ἔτι σηκοὶ\nἴσχουσʼ, ἀλλʼ ἁδινὸν μυκώμεναι ἀμφιθέουσι·\nμητέρας· ὣς ἔμʼ ἐκεῖνοι ἐπεὶ ἴδον ὀφθαλμοῖσι,\nδακρυόεντες ἔχυντο· δόκησε δʼ ἄρα σφίσι θυμὸς\nὣς ἔμεν, ὡς εἰ πατρίδʼ ἱκοίατο καὶ πόλιν αὐτὴν\nτρηχείης Ἰθάκης, ἵνα τʼ ἔτραφεν ἠδʼ ἐγένοντο.\nκαί μʼ ὀλοφυρόμενοι ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδων·\nσοὶ μὲν νοστήσαντι, διοτρεφές, ὣς ἐχάρημεν,\nὡς εἴ τʼ εἰς Ἰθάκην ἀφικοίμεθα πατρίδα γαῖαν·\nἀλλʼ ἄγε, τῶν ἄλλων ἑτάρων κατάλεξον ὄλεθρον.",
    "en": "“I agreed to this, so I went back to the sea shore, and found the men at the ship weeping and wailing most piteously. When they saw me the silly blubbering fellows began frisking round me as calves break out and gambol round their mothers, when they see them coming home to be milked after they have been feeding all day, and the homestead resounds with their lowing. They seemed as glad to see me as though they had got back to their own rugged Ithaca, where they had been born and bred. ‘Sir,’ said the affectionate creatures, ‘we are as glad to see you back as though we had got safe home to Ithaca; but tell us all about the fate of our comrades.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.422–437",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαν, αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ προσέφην μαλακοῖς ἐπέεσσι·\nνῆα μὲν ἂρ πάμπρωτον ἐρύσσομεν ἤπειρόνδε,\nκτήματα δʼ ἐν σπήεσσι πελάσσομεν ὅπλα τε πάντα·\nαὐτοὶ δʼ ὀτρύνεσθε ἐμοὶ ἅμα πάντες ἕπεσθαι,\nὄφρα ἴδηθʼ ἑτάρους ἱεροῖς ἐν δώμασι Κίρκης\nπίνοντας καὶ ἔδοντας· ἐπηετανὸν γὰρ ἔχουσιν.\nὣς ἐφάμην, οἱ δʼ ὦκα ἐμοῖς ἐπέεσσι πίθοντο.\nΕὐρύλοχος δέ μοι οἶος ἐρύκανε πάντας ἑταίρους·\nκαί σφεας φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἆ δειλοί, πόσʼ ἴμεν; τί κακῶν ἱμείρετε τούτων;\nΚίρκης ἐς μέγαρον καταβήμεναι, ἥ κεν ἅπαντας\nἢ σῦς ἠὲ λύκους ποιήσεται ἠὲ λέοντας,\nοἵ κέν οἱ μέγα δῶμα φυλάσσοιμεν καὶ ἀνάγκῃ,\nὥς περ Κύκλωψ ἔρξʼ, ὅτε οἱ μέσσαυλον ἵκοντο\nἡμέτεροι ἕταροι, σὺν δʼ ὁ θρασὺς εἵπετʼ Ὀδυσσεύς·\nτούτου γὰρ καὶ κεῖνοι ἀτασθαλίῃσιν ὄλοντο.",
    "en": "“I spoke comfortingly to them and said, ‘We must draw our ship on to the land, and hide the ship’s gear with all our property in some cave; then come with me all of you as fast as you can to Circe’s house, where you will find your comrades eating and drinking in the midst of great abundance.’\n“On this the men would have come with me at once, but Eurylochus tried to hold them back and said, ‘Alas, poor wretches that we are, what will become of us? Rush not on your ruin by going to the house of Circe, who will turn us all into pigs or wolves or lions, and we shall have to keep guard over her house. Remember how the Cyclops treated us when our comrades went inside his cave, and Ulysses with them. It was all through his sheer folly that those men lost their lives.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.438–452",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γε μετὰ φρεσὶ μερμήριξα,\nσπασσάμενος τανύηκες ἄορ παχέος παρὰ μηροῦ,\nτῷ οἱ ἀποπλήξας κεφαλὴν οὖδάσδε πελάσσαι,\nκαὶ πηῷ περ ἐόντι μάλα σχεδόν· ἀλλά μʼ ἑταῖροι\nμειλιχίοις ἐπέεσσιν ἐρήτυον ἄλλοθεν ἄλλος·\nδιογενές, τοῦτον μὲν ἐάσομεν, εἰ σὺ κελεύεις,\nαὐτοῦ πὰρ νηί τε μένειν καὶ νῆα ἔρυσθαι·\nἡμῖν δʼ ἡγεμόνευʼ ἱερὰ πρὸς δώματα Κίρκης.\nὣς φάμενοι παρὰ νηὸς ἀνήιον ἠδὲ θαλάσσης.\nοὐδὲ μὲν Εὐρύλοχος κοίλῃ παρὰ νηὶ λέλειπτο,\nἀλλʼ ἕπετʼ· ἔδεισεν γὰρ ἐμὴν ἔκπαγλον ἐνιπήν.\nτόφρα δὲ τοὺς ἄλλους ἑτάρους ἐν δώμασι Κίρκη\nἐνδυκέως λοῦσέν τε καὶ ἔχρισεν λίπʼ ἐλαίῳ,\nἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρα χλαίνας οὔλας βάλεν ἠδὲ χιτῶνας·\nδαινυμένους δʼ ἐὺ πάντας ἐφεύρομεν ἐν μεγάροισιν.",
    "en": "“When I heard him I was in two minds whether or no to draw the keen blade that hung by my sturdy thigh and cut his head off in spite of his being a near relation of my own; but the men interceded for him and said, ‘Sir, if it may so be, let this fellow stay here and mind the ship, but take the rest of us with you to Circe’s house.’\n“On this we all went inland, and Eurylochus was not left behind after all, but came on too, for he was frightened by the severe reprimand that I had given him.\n“Meanwhile Circe had been seeing that the men who had been left behind were washed and anointed with olive oil; she had also given them woollen cloaks and shirts, and when we came we found them all comfortably at dinner in her house."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.453–474",
    "orig": "οἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ ἀλλήλους εἶδον φράσσαντό τʼ ἐσάντα,\nκλαῖον ὀδυρόμενοι, περὶ δὲ στεναχίζετο δῶμα.\nἡ δέ μευ ἄγχι στᾶσα προσηύδα δῖα θεάων·\nμηκέτι νῦν θαλερὸν γόον ὄρνυτε· οἶδα καὶ αὐτὴ\nἠμὲν ὅσʼ ἐν πόντῳ πάθετʼ ἄλγεα ἰχθυόεντι,\nἠδʼ ὅσʼ ἀνάρσιοι ἄνδρες ἐδηλήσαντʼ ἐπὶ χέρσου.\nἀλλʼ ἄγετʼ ἐσθίετε βρώμην καὶ πίνετε οἶνον,\nεἰς ὅ κεν αὖτις θυμὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσι λάβητε,\nοἷον ὅτε πρώτιστον ἐλείπετε πατρίδα γαῖαν\nτρηχείης Ἰθάκης. νῦν δʼ ἀσκελέες καὶ ἄθυμοι,\nαἰὲν ἄλης χαλεπῆς μεμνημένοι, οὐδέ ποθʼ ὕμιν\nθυμὸς ἐν εὐφροσύνῃ, ἐπεὶ ἦ μάλα πολλὰ πέποσθε.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, ἡμῖν δʼ αὖτʼ ἐπεπείθετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.\nἔνθα μὲν ἤματα πάντα τελεσφόρον εἰς ἐνιαυτὸν\nἥμεθα δαινύμενοι κρέα τʼ ἄσπετα καὶ μέθυ ἡδύ·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἐνιαυτὸς ἔην, περὶ δʼ ἔτραπον ὧραι\nμηνῶν φθινόντων, περὶ δʼ ἤματα μακρὰ τελέσθη,\nκαὶ τότε μʼ ἐκκαλέσαντες ἔφαν ἐρίηρες ἑταῖροι·\nδαιμόνιʼ, ἤδη νῦν μιμνήσκεο πατρίδος αἴης,\nεἴ τοι θέσφατόν ἐστι σαωθῆναι καὶ ἱκέσθαι\nοἶκον ἐς ὑψόροφον καὶ σὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.",
    "en": "As soon as the men saw each other face to face and knew one another, they wept for joy and cried aloud till the whole palace rang again. Thereon Circe came up to me and said, ‘Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, tell your men to leave off crying; I know how much you have all of you suffered at sea, and how ill you have fared among cruel savages on the mainland, but that is over now, so stay here, and eat and drink till you are once more as strong and hearty as you were when you left Ithaca; for at present you are weakened both in body and mind; you keep all the time thinking of the hardships you have suffered during your travels, so that you have no more cheerfulness left in you.’\n“Thus did she speak and we assented. We stayed with Circe for a whole twelvemonth feasting upon an untold quantity both of meat and wine. But when the year had passed in the waning of moons and the long days had come round, my men called me apart and said, ‘Sir, it is time you began to think about going home, if so be you are to be spared to see your house and native country at all.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.475–495",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαν, αὐτὰρ ἐμοί γʼ ἐπεπείθετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.\nὣς τότε μὲν πρόπαν ἦμαρ ἐς ἠέλιον καταδύντα\nἥμεθα, δαινύμενοι κρέα τʼ ἄσπετα καὶ μέθυ ἡδύ·\nἦμος δʼ ἠέλιος κατέδυ καὶ ἐπὶ κνέφας ἦλθεν,\nοἱ μὲν κοιμήσαντο κατὰ μέγαρα σκιόεντα.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ Κίρκης ἐπιβὰς περικαλλέος εὐνῆς\nγούνων ἐλλιτάνευσα, θεὰ δέ μευ ἔκλυεν αὐδῆς·\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδων·\nὢ Κίρκη, τέλεσόν μοι ὑπόσχεσιν ἥν περ ὑπέστης,\nοἴκαδε πεμψέμεναι· θυμὸς δέ μοι ἔσσυται ἤδη,\nἠδʼ ἄλλων ἑτάρων, οἵ μευ φθινύθουσι φίλον κῆρ\nἀμφʼ ἔμʼ ὀδυρόμενοι, ὅτε που σύ γε νόσφι γένηαι.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ἡ δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο δῖα θεάων·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nμηκέτι νῦν ἀέκοντες ἐμῷ ἐνὶ μίμνετε οἴκῳ.\nἀλλʼ ἄλλην χρὴ πρῶτον ὁδὸν τελέσαι καὶ ἱκέσθαι\nεἰς Ἀίδαο δόμους καὶ ἐπαινῆς Περσεφονείης,\nψυχῇ χρησομένους Θηβαίου Τειρεσίαο,\nμάντηος ἀλαοῦ, τοῦ τε φρένες ἔμπεδοί εἰσι·\nτῷ καὶ τεθνηῶτι νόον πόρε Περσεφόνεια,\nοἴῳ πεπνῦσθαι, τοὶ δὲ σκιαὶ ἀίσσουσιν.",
    "en": "“Thus did they speak and I assented. Thereon through the livelong day to the going down of the sun we feasted our fill on meat and wine, but when the sun went down and it came on dark the men laid themselves down to sleep in the covered cloisters. I, however, after I had got into bed with Circe, besought her by her knees, and the goddess listened to what I had got to say. ‘Circe,’ said I, ‘please to keep the promise you made me about furthering me on my homeward voyage. I want to get back and so do my men, they are always pestering me with their complaints as soon as ever your back is turned.’\n“And the goddess answered, ‘Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, you shall none of you stay here any longer if you do not want to, but there is another journey which you have got to take before you can sail homewards. You must go to the house of Hades and of dread Proserpine to consult the ghost of the blind Theban prophet Teiresias, whose reason is still unshaken. To him alone has Proserpine left his understanding even in death, but the other ghosts flit about aimlessly.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.496–515",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐμοί γε κατεκλάσθη φίλον ἦτορ·\nκλαῖον δʼ ἐν λεχέεσσι καθήμενος, οὐδέ νύ μοι κῆρ\nἤθελʼ ἔτι ζώειν καὶ ὁρᾶν φάος ἠελίοιο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ κλαίων τε κυλινδόμενος τʼ ἐκορέσθην,\nκαὶ τότε δή μιν ἔπεσσιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nὢ Κίρκη, τίς γὰρ ταύτην ὁδὸν ἡγεμονεύσει;\nεἰς Ἄϊδος δʼ οὔ πώ τις ἀφίκετο νηὶ μελαίνῃ.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ἡ δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο δῖα θεάων·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nμή τί τοι ἡγεμόνος γε ποθὴ παρὰ νηὶ μελέσθω,\nἱστὸν δὲ στήσας, ἀνά θʼ ἱστία λευκὰ πετάσσας\nἧσθαι· τὴν δέ κέ τοι πνοιὴ Βορέαο φέρῃσιν.\nἀλλʼ ὁπότʼ ἂν δὴ νηὶ διʼ Ὠκεανοῖο περήσῃς,\nἔνθʼ ἀκτή τε λάχεια καὶ ἄλσεα Περσεφονείης,\nμακραί τʼ αἴγειροι καὶ ἰτέαι ὠλεσίκαρποι,\nνῆα μὲν αὐτοῦ κέλσαι ἐπʼ Ὠκεανῷ βαθυδίνῃ,\nαὐτὸς δʼ εἰς Ἀίδεω ἰέναι δόμον εὐρώεντα.\nἔνθα μὲν εἰς Ἀχέροντα Πυριφλεγέθων τε ῥέουσιν\nΚώκυτός θʼ, ὃς δὴ Στυγὸς ὕδατός ἐστιν ἀπορρώξ,\nπέτρη τε ξύνεσίς τε δύω ποταμῶν ἐριδούπων·",
    "en": "“I was dismayed when I heard this. I sat up in bed and wept, and would gladly have lived no longer to see the light of the sun, but presently when I was tired of weeping and tossing myself about, I said, ‘And who shall guide me upon this voyage, for the house of Hades is a port that no ship can reach.’\n“‘You will want no guide,’ she answered; ‘raise your mast, set your white sails, sit quite still, and the North Wind will blow you there of itself. When your ship has traversed the waters of Oceanus, you will reach the fertile shore of Proserpine’s country with its groves of tall poplars and willows that shed their fruit untimely; here beach your ship upon the shore of Oceanus, and go straight on to the dark abode of Hades. You will find it near the place where the rivers Pyriphlegethon and Cocytus (which is a branch of the river Styx) flow into Acheron, and you will see a rock near it, just where the two roaring rivers run into one another."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.516–525",
    "orig": "ἔνθα δʼ ἔπειθʼ, ἥρως, χριμφθεὶς πέλας, ὥς σε κελεύω,\nβόθρον ὀρύξαι, ὅσον τε πυγούσιον ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα,\nἀμφʼ αὐτῷ δὲ χοὴν χεῖσθαι πᾶσιν νεκύεσσιν,\nπρῶτα μελικρήτῳ, μετέπειτα δὲ ἡδέι οἴνῳ,\nτὸ τρίτον αὖθʼ ὕδατι· ἐπὶ δʼ ἄλφιτα λευκὰ παλύνειν.\nπολλὰ δὲ γουνοῦσθαι νεκύων ἀμενηνὰ κάρηνα,\nἐλθὼν εἰς Ἰθάκην στεῖραν βοῦν, ἥ τις ἀρίστη,\nῥέξειν ἐν μεγάροισι πυρήν τʼ ἐμπλησέμεν ἐσθλῶν,\nΤειρεσίῃ δʼ ἀπάνευθεν ὄιν ἱερευσέμεν οἴῳ\nπαμμέλανʼ, ὃς μήλοισι μεταπρέπει ὑμετέροισιν.",
    "en": "“‘When you have reached this spot, as I now tell you, dig a trench a cubit or so in length, breadth, and depth, and pour into it as a drink-offering to all the dead, first, honey mixed with milk, then wine, and in the third place water, sprinkling white barley meal over the whole. Moreover you must offer many prayers to the poor feeble ghosts, and promise them that when you get back to Ithaca you will sacrifice a barren heifer to them, the best you have, and will load the pyre with good things. More particularly you must promise that Teiresias shall have a black sheep all to himself, the finest in all your flocks."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.526–540",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐπὴν εὐχῇσι λίσῃ κλυτὰ ἔθνεα νεκρῶν,\nἔνθʼ ὄιν ἀρνειὸν ῥέζειν θῆλύν τε μέλαιναν\nεἰς Ἔρεβος στρέψας, αὐτὸς δʼ ἀπονόσφι τραπέσθαι\nἱέμενος ποταμοῖο ῥοάων· ἔνθα δὲ πολλαὶ\nψυχαὶ ἐλεύσονται νεκύων κατατεθνηώτων.\nδὴ τότʼ ἔπειθʼ ἑτάροισιν ἐποτρῦναι καὶ ἀνῶξαι\nμῆλα, τὰ δὴ κατάκειτʼ ἐσφαγμένα νηλέι χαλκῷ,\nδείραντας κατακῆαι, ἐπεύξασθαι δὲ θεοῖσιν,\nἰφθίμῳ τʼ Ἀίδῃ καὶ ἐπαινῇ Περσεφονείῃ·\nαὐτὸς δὲ ξίφος ὀξὺ ἐρυσσάμενος παρὰ μηροῦ\nἧσθαι, μηδὲ ἐᾶν νεκύων ἀμενηνὰ κάρηνα\nαἵματος ἆσσον ἴμεν, πρὶν Τειρεσίαο πυθέσθαι.\nἔνθα τοι αὐτίκα μάντις ἐλεύσεται, ὄρχαμε λαῶν,\nὅς κέν τοι εἴπῃσιν ὁδὸν καὶ μέτρα κελεύθου\nνόστον θʼ, ὡς ἐπὶ πόντον ἐλεύσεαι ἰχθυόεντα.",
    "en": "“‘When you shall have thus besought the ghosts with your prayers, offer them a ram and a black ewe, bending their heads towards Erebus; but yourself turn away from them as though you would make towards the river. On this, many dead men’s ghosts will come to you, and you must tell your men to skin the two sheep that you have just killed, and offer them as a burnt sacrifice with prayers to Hades and to Proserpine. Then draw your sword and sit there, so as to prevent any other poor ghost from coming near the spilt blood before Teiresias shall have answered your questions. The seer will presently come to you, and will tell you about your voyage, what stages you are to make, and how you are to sail the sea so as to reach your home.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.541–560",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτίκα δὲ χρυσόθρονος ἤλυθεν Ἠώς.\nἀμφὶ δέ με χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματα ἕσσεν·\nαὐτὴ δʼ ἀργύφεον φᾶρος μέγα ἕννυτο νύμφη,\nλεπτὸν καὶ χαρίεν, περὶ δὲ ζώνην βάλετʼ ἰξυῖ\nκαλὴν χρυσείην, κεφαλῇ δʼ ἐπέθηκε καλύπτρην.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ διὰ δώματʼ ἰὼν ὤτρυνον ἑταίρους\nμειλιχίοις ἐπέεσσι παρασταδὸν ἄνδρα ἕκαστον·\nμηκέτι νῦν εὕδοντες ἀωτεῖτε γλυκὺν ὕπνον,\nἀλλʼ ἴομεν· δὴ γάρ μοι ἐπέφραδε πότνια Κίρκη.\nὣς ἐφάμην, τοῖσιν δʼ ἐπεπείθετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.\nοὐδὲ μὲν οὐδʼ ἔνθεν περ ἀπήμονας ἦγον ἑταίρους.\nἘλπήνωρ δέ τις ἔσκε νεώτατος, οὔτε τι λίην\nἄλκιμος ἐν πολέμῳ οὔτε φρεσὶν ᾗσιν ἀρηρώς·\nὅς μοι ἄνευθʼ ἑτάρων ἱεροῖς ἐν δώμασι Κίρκης,\nψύχεος ἱμείρων, κατελέξατο οἰνοβαρείων.\nκινυμένων δʼ ἑτάρων ὅμαδον καὶ δοῦπον ἀκούσας\nἐξαπίνης ἀνόρουσε καὶ ἐκλάθετο φρεσὶν ᾗσιν\nἄψορρον καταβῆναι ἰὼν ἐς κλίμακα μακρήν,\nἀλλὰ καταντικρὺ τέγεος πέσεν· ἐκ δέ οἱ αὐχὴν\nἀστραγάλων ἐάγη, ψυχὴ δʼ Ἄϊδόσδε κατῆλθεν.",
    "en": "“It was day-break by the time she had done speaking, so she dressed me in my shirt and cloak. As for herself she threw a beautiful light gossamer fabric over her shoulders, fastening it with a golden girdle round her waist, and she covered her head with a mantle. Then I went about among the men everywhere all over the house, and spoke kindly to each of them man by man: ‘You must not lie sleeping here any longer,’ said I to them, ‘we must be going, for Circe has told me all about it.’ And on this they did as I bade them.\n“Even so, however, I did not get them away without misadventure. We had with us a certain youth named Elpenor, not very remarkable for sense or courage, who had got drunk and was lying on the house-top away from the rest of the men, to sleep off his liquor in the cool. When he heard the noise of the men bustling about, he jumped up on a sudden and forgot all about coming down by the main staircase, so he tumbled right off the roof and broke his neck, and his soul went down to the house of Hades."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 10.561–574",
    "orig": "ἐρχομένοισι δὲ τοῖσιν ἐγὼ μετὰ μῦθον ἔειπον·\nφάσθε νύ που οἶκόνδε φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν\nἔρχεσθʼ· ἄλλην δʼ ἧμιν ὁδὸν τεκμήρατο Κίρκη,\nεἰς Ἀίδαο δόμους καὶ ἐπαινῆς Περσεφονείης\nψυχῇ χρησομένους Θηβαίου Τειρεσίαο.\nὣς ἐφάμην, τοῖσιν δὲ κατεκλάσθη φίλον ἦτορ,\nἑζόμενοι δὲ κατʼ αὖθι γόων τίλλοντό τε χαίτας·\nἀλλʼ οὐ γάρ τις πρῆξις ἐγίγνετο μυρομένοισιν.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν καὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης\nᾔομεν ἀχνύμενοι θαλερὸν κατὰ δάκρυ χέοντες,\nτόφρα δʼ ἄρʼ οἰχομένη Κίρκη παρὰ νηὶ μελαίνῃ\nἀρνειὸν κατέδησεν ὄιν θῆλύν τε μέλαιναν,\nῥεῖα παρεξελθοῦσα· τίς ἂν θεὸν οὐκ ἐθέλοντα\nὀφθαλμοῖσιν ἴδοιτʼ ἢ ἔνθʼ ἢ ἔνθα κιόντα;",
    "en": "“When I had got the men together I said to them, ‘You think you are about to start home again, but Circe has explained to me that instead of this, we have got to go to the house of Hades and Proserpine to consult the ghost of the Theban prophet Teiresias.’\n“The men were broken-hearted as they heard me, and threw themselves on the ground groaning and tearing their hair, but they did not mend matters by crying. When we reached the sea shore, weeping and lamenting our fate, Circe brought the ram and the ewe, and we made them fast hard by the ship. She passed through the midst of us without our knowing it, for who can see the comings and goings of a god, if the god does not wish to be seen?"
   }
  ],
  "11": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.1–22",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἐπὶ νῆα κατήλθομεν ἠδὲ θάλασσαν,\nνῆα μὲν ἂρ πάμπρωτον ἐρύσσαμεν εἰς ἅλα δῖαν,\nἐν δʼ ἱστὸν τιθέμεσθα καὶ ἱστία νηὶ μελαίνῃ,\nἐν δὲ τὰ μῆλα λαβόντες ἐβήσαμεν, ἂν δὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ\nβαίνομεν ἀχνύμενοι θαλερὸν κατὰ δάκρυ χέοντες.\nἡμῖν δʼ αὖ κατόπισθε νεὸς κυανοπρῴροιο\nἴκμενον οὖρον ἵει πλησίστιον, ἐσθλὸν ἑταῖρον,\nΚίρκη εὐπλόκαμος, δεινὴ θεὸς αὐδήεσσα.\nἡμεῖς δʼ ὅπλα ἕκαστα πονησάμενοι κατὰ νῆα\nἥμεθα· τὴν δʼ ἄνεμός τε κυβερνήτης τʼ ἴθυνε.\nτῆς δὲ πανημερίης τέταθʼ ἱστία ποντοπορούσης·\nδύσετό τʼ ἠέλιος σκιόωντό τε πᾶσαι ἀγυιαί.\nἡ δʼ ἐς πείραθʼ ἵκανε βαθυρρόου Ὠκεανοῖο.\nἔνθα δὲ Κιμμερίων ἀνδρῶν δῆμός τε πόλις τε,\nἠέρι καὶ νεφέλῃ κεκαλυμμένοι· οὐδέ ποτʼ αὐτοὺς\nἠέλιος φαέθων καταδέρκεται ἀκτίνεσσιν,\nοὔθʼ ὁπότʼ ἂν στείχῃσι πρὸς οὐρανὸν ἀστερόεντα,\nοὔθʼ ὅτʼ ἂν ἂψ ἐπὶ γαῖαν ἀπʼ οὐρανόθεν προτράπηται,\nἀλλʼ ἐπὶ νὺξ ὀλοὴ τέταται δειλοῖσι βροτοῖσι.\nνῆα μὲν ἔνθʼ ἐλθόντες ἐκέλσαμεν, ἐκ δὲ τὰ μῆλα\nεἱλόμεθʼ· αὐτοὶ δʼ αὖτε παρὰ ῥόον Ὠκεανοῖο\nᾔομεν, ὄφρʼ ἐς χῶρον ἀφικόμεθʼ, ὃν φράσε Κίρκη.",
    "en": "“Then, when we had got down to the sea shore we drew our ship into the water and got her mast and sails into her; we also put the sheep on board and took our places, weeping and in great distress of mind. Circe, that great and cunning goddess, sent us a fair wind that blew dead aft and staid steadily with us keeping our sails all the time well filled; so we did whatever wanted doing to the ship’s gear and let her go as the wind and helmsman headed her. All day long her sails were full as she held her course over the sea, but when the sun went down and darkness was over all the earth, we got into the deep waters of the river Oceanus, where lie the land and city of the Cimmerians who live enshrouded in mist and darkness which the rays of the sun never pierce neither at his rising nor as he goes down again out of the heavens, but the poor wretches live in one long melancholy night. When we got there we beached the ship, took the sheep out of her, and went along by the waters of Oceanus till we came to the place of which Circe had told us."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.23–41",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ ἱερήια μὲν Περιμήδης Εὐρύλοχός τε\nἔσχον· ἐγὼ δʼ ἄορ ὀξὺ ἐρυσσάμενος παρὰ μηροῦ\nβόθρον ὄρυξʼ ὅσσον τε πυγούσιον ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα,\nἀμφʼ αὐτῷ δὲ χοὴν χεόμην πᾶσιν νεκύεσσι,\nπρῶτα μελικρήτῳ, μετέπειτα δὲ ἡδέι οἴνῳ,\nτὸ τρίτον αὖθʼ ὕδατι· ἐπὶ δʼ ἄλφιτα λευκὰ πάλυνον.\nπολλὰ δὲ γουνούμην νεκύων ἀμενηνὰ κάρηνα,\nἐλθὼν εἰς Ἰθάκην στεῖραν βοῦν, ἥ τις ἀρίστη,\nῥέξειν ἐν μεγάροισι πυρήν τʼ ἐμπλησέμεν ἐσθλῶν,\nΤειρεσίῃ δʼ ἀπάνευθεν ὄιν ἱερευσέμεν οἴῳ\nπαμμέλανʼ, ὃς μήλοισι μεταπρέπει ἡμετέροισι.\nτοὺς δʼ ἐπεὶ εὐχωλῇσι λιτῇσί τε, ἔθνεα νεκρῶν,\nἐλλισάμην, τὰ δὲ μῆλα λαβὼν ἀπεδειροτόμησα\nἐς βόθρον, ῥέε δʼ αἷμα κελαινεφές· αἱ δʼ ἀγέροντο\nψυχαὶ ὑπὲξ Ἐρέβευς νεκύων κατατεθνηώτων.\nνύμφαι τʼ ἠίθεοί τε πολύτλητοί τε γέροντες\nπαρθενικαί τʼ ἀταλαὶ νεοπενθέα θυμὸν ἔχουσαι,\nπολλοὶ δʼ οὐτάμενοι χαλκήρεσιν ἐγχείῃσιν,\nἄνδρες ἀρηίφατοι βεβροτωμένα τεύχεʼ ἔχοντες·",
    "en": "“Here Perimedes and Eurylochus held the victims, while I drew my sword and dug the trench a cubit each way. I made a drink-offering to all the dead, first with honey and milk, then with wine, and thirdly with water, and I sprinkled white barley meal over the whole, praying earnestly to the poor feckless ghosts, and promising them that when I got back to Ithaca I would sacrifice a barren heifer for them, the best I had, and would load the pyre with good things. I also particularly promised that Teiresias should have a black sheep to himself, the best in all my flocks. When I had prayed sufficiently to the dead, I cut the throats of the two sheep and let the blood run into the trench, whereon the ghosts came trooping up from Erebus, brides, young bachelors, old men worn out with toil, maids who had been crossed in love, and brave men who had been killed in battle, with their armour still smirched with blood;"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.42–59",
    "orig": "οἳ πολλοὶ περὶ βόθρον ἐφοίτων ἄλλοθεν ἄλλος\nθεσπεσίῃ ἰαχῇ· ἐμὲ δὲ χλωρὸν δέος ᾕρει.\nδὴ τότʼ ἔπειθʼ ἑτάροισιν ἐποτρύνας ἐκέλευσα\nμῆλα, τὰ δὴ κατέκειτʼ ἐσφαγμένα νηλέι χαλκῷ,\nδείραντας κατακῆαι, ἐπεύξασθαι δὲ θεοῖσιν,\nἰφθίμῳ τʼ Ἀΐδῃ καὶ ἐπαινῇ Περσεφονείῃ·\nαὐτὸς δὲ ξίφος ὀξὺ ἐρυσσάμενος παρὰ μηροῦ\nἥμην, οὐδʼ εἴων νεκύων ἀμενηνὰ κάρηνα\nαἵματος ἆσσον ἴμεν, πρὶν Τειρεσίαο πυθέσθαι.\nπρώτη δὲ ψυχὴ Ἐλπήνορος ἦλθεν ἑταίρου·\nοὐ γάρ πω ἐτέθαπτο ὑπὸ χθονὸς εὐρυοδείης·\nσῶμα γὰρ ἐν Κίρκης μεγάρῳ κατελείπομεν ἡμεῖς\nἄκλαυτον καὶ ἄθαπτον, ἐπεὶ πόνος ἄλλος ἔπειγε.\nτὸν μὲν ἐγὼ δάκρυσα ἰδὼν ἐλέησά τε θυμῷ,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδων·\nἘλπῆνορ, πῶς ἦλθες ὑπὸ ζόφον ἠερόεντα;\nἔφθης πεζὸς ἰὼν ἢ ἐγὼ σὺν νηὶ μελαίνῃ.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ οἰμώξας ἠμείβετο μύθῳ·",
    "en": "they came from every quarter and flitted round the trench with a strange kind of screaming sound that made me turn pale with fear. When I saw them coming I told the men to be quick and flay the carcasses of the two dead sheep and make burnt offerings of them, and at the same time to repeat prayers to Hades and to Proserpine; but I sat where I was with my sword drawn and would not let the poor feckless ghosts come near the blood till Teiresias should have answered my questions.\n“The first ghost that came was that of my comrade Elpenor, for he had not yet been laid beneath the earth. We had left his body unwaked and unburied in Circe’s house, for we had had too much else to do. I was very sorry for him, and cried when I saw him: ‘Elpenor,’ said I, ‘how did you come down here into this gloom and darkness? You have got here on foot quicker than I have with my ship.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.60–80",
    "orig": "διογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nἆσέ με δαίμονος αἶσα κακὴ καὶ ἀθέσφατος οἶνος.\nΚίρκης δʼ ἐν μεγάρῳ καταλέγμενος οὐκ ἐνόησα\nἄψορρον καταβῆναι ἰὼν ἐς κλίμακα μακρήν,\nἀλλὰ καταντικρὺ τέγεος πέσον· ἐκ δέ μοι αὐχὴν\nἀστραγάλων ἐάγη, ψυχὴ δʼ Ἄϊδόσδε κατῆλθε.\nνῦν δέ σε τῶν ὄπιθεν γουνάζομαι, οὐ παρεόντων,\nπρός τʼ ἀλόχου καὶ πατρός, ὅ σʼ ἔτρεφε τυτθὸν ἐόντα,\nΤηλεμάχου θʼ, ὃν μοῦνον ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἔλειπες·\nοἶδα γὰρ ὡς ἐνθένδε κιὼν δόμου ἐξ Ἀίδαο\nνῆσον ἐς Αἰαίην σχήσεις ἐυεργέα νῆα·\nἔνθα σʼ ἔπειτα, ἄναξ, κέλομαι μνήσασθαι ἐμεῖο.\nμή μʼ ἄκλαυτον ἄθαπτον ἰὼν ὄπιθεν καταλείπειν\nνοσφισθείς, μή τοί τι θεῶν μήνιμα γένωμαι,\nἀλλά με κακκῆαι σὺν τεύχεσιν, ἅσσα μοι ἔστιν,\nσῆμά τέ μοι χεῦαι πολιῆς ἐπὶ θινὶ θαλάσσης,\nἀνδρὸς δυστήνοιο καὶ ἐσσομένοισι πυθέσθαι.\nταῦτά τέ μοι τελέσαι πῆξαί τʼ ἐπὶ τύμβῳ ἐρετμόν,\nτῷ καὶ ζωὸς ἔρεσσον ἐὼν μετʼ ἐμοῖς ἑτάροισιν.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nταῦτά τοι, ὦ δύστηνε, τελευτήσω τε καὶ ἔρξω.",
    "en": "“‘Sir,’ he answered with a groan, ‘it was all bad luck, and my own unspeakable drunkenness. I was lying asleep on the top of Circe’s house, and never thought of coming down again by the great staircase but fell right off the roof and broke my neck, so my soul came down to the house of Hades. And now I beseech you by all those whom you have left behind you, though they are not here, by your wife, by the father who brought you up when you were a child, and by Telemachus who is the one hope of your house, do what I shall now ask you. I know that when you leave this limbo you will again hold your ship for the Aeaean island. Do not go thence leaving me unwaked and unburied behind you, or I may bring heaven’s anger upon you; but burn me with whatever armour I have, build a barrow for me on the sea shore, that may tell people in days to come what a poor unlucky fellow I was, and plant over my grave the oar I used to row with when I was yet alive and with my messmates.’ And I said, ‘My poor fellow, I will do all that you have asked of me.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.81–96",
    "orig": "νῶι μὲν ὣς ἐπέεσσιν ἀμειβομένω στυγεροῖσιν\nἥμεθʼ, ἐγὼ μὲν ἄνευθεν ἐφʼ αἵματι φάσγανον ἴσχων,\nεἴδωλον δʼ ἑτέρωθεν ἑταίρου πόλλʼ ἀγόρευεν·\nἦλθε δʼ ἐπὶ ψυχὴ μητρὸς κατατεθνηυίης,\nΑὐτολύκου θυγάτηρ μεγαλήτορος Ἀντίκλεια,\nτὴν ζωὴν κατέλειπον ἰὼν εἰς Ἴλιον ἱρήν.\nτὴν μὲν ἐγὼ δάκρυσα ἰδὼν ἐλέησά τε θυμῷ·\nἀλλʼ οὐδʼ ὣς εἴων προτέρην, πυκινόν περ ἀχεύων,\nαἵματος ἆσσον ἴμεν, πρὶν Τειρεσίαο πυθέσθαι.\nἦλθε δʼ ἐπὶ ψυχὴ Θηβαίου Τειρεσίαο\nχρύσεον σκῆπτρον ἔχων, ἐμὲ δʼ ἔγνω καὶ προσέειπεν·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nτίπτʼ αὖτʼ, ὦ δύστηνε, λιπὼν φάος ἠελίοιο\nἤλυθες, ὄφρα ἴδῃ νέκυας καὶ ἀτερπέα χῶρον;\nἀλλʼ ἀποχάζεο βόθρου, ἄπισχε δὲ φάσγανον ὀξύ,\nαἵματος ὄφρα πίω καί τοι νημερτέα εἴπω.",
    "en": "“Thus, then, did we sit and hold sad talk with one another, I on the one side of the trench with my sword held over the blood, and the ghost of my comrade saying all this to me from the other side. Then came the ghost of my dead mother Anticlea, daughter to Autolycus. I had left her alive when I set out for Troy and was moved to tears when I saw her, but even so, for all my sorrow I would not let her come near the blood till I had asked my questions of Teiresias.\n“Then came also the ghost of Theban Teiresias, with his golden sceptre in his hand. He knew me and said, ‘Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, why, poor man, have you left the light of day and come down to visit the dead in this sad place? Stand back from the trench and withdraw your sword that I may drink of the blood and answer your questions truly.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.97–117",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτʼ, ἐγὼ δʼ ἀναχασσάμενος ξίφος ἀργυρόηλον\nκουλεῷ ἐγκατέπηξʼ. ὁ δʼ ἐπεὶ πίεν αἷμα κελαινόν,\nκαὶ τότε δή μʼ ἐπέεσσι προσηύδα μάντις ἀμύμων·\nνόστον δίζηαι μελιηδέα, φαίδιμʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ·\nτὸν δέ τοι ἀργαλέον θήσει θεός· οὐ γὰρ ὀίω\nλήσειν ἐννοσίγαιον, ὅ τοι κότον ἔνθετο θυμῷ\nχωόμενος ὅτι οἱ υἱὸν φίλον ἐξαλάωσας.\nἀλλʼ ἔτι μέν κε καὶ ὣς κακά περ πάσχοντες ἵκοισθε,\nαἴ κʼ ἐθέλῃς σὸν θυμὸν ἐρυκακέειν καὶ ἑταίρων,\nὁππότε κε πρῶτον πελάσῃς ἐυεργέα νῆα\nΘρινακίῃ νήσῳ, προφυγὼν ἰοειδέα πόντον,\nβοσκομένας δʼ εὕρητε βόας καὶ ἴφια μῆλα\nἨελίου, ὃς πάντʼ ἐφορᾷ καὶ πάντʼ ἐπακούει.\nτὰς εἰ μέν κʼ ἀσινέας ἐάᾳς νόστου τε μέδηαι,\nκαί κεν ἔτʼ εἰς Ἰθάκην κακά περ πάσχοντες ἵκοισθε·\nεἰ δέ κε σίνηαι, τότε τοι τεκμαίρομʼ ὄλεθρον,\nνηί τε καὶ ἑτάροις. αὐτὸς δʼ εἴ πέρ κεν ἀλύξῃς,\nὀψὲ κακῶς νεῖαι, ὀλέσας ἄπο πάντας ἑταίρους,\nνηὸς ἐπʼ ἀλλοτρίης· δήεις δʼ ἐν πήματα οἴκῳ,\nἄνδρας ὑπερφιάλους, οἵ τοι βίοτον κατέδουσι\nμνώμενοι ἀντιθέην ἄλοχον καὶ ἕδνα διδόντες.",
    "en": "“So I drew back, and sheathed my sword, whereon when he had drank of the blood he began with his prophecy.\n“‘You want to know,’ said he, ‘about your return home, but heaven will make this hard for you. I do not think that you will escape the eye of Neptune, who still nurses his bitter grudge against you for having blinded his son. Still, after much suffering you may get home if you can restrain yourself and your companions when your ship reaches the Thrinacian island, where you will find the sheep and cattle belonging to the sun, who sees and gives ear to everything. If you leave these flocks unharmed and think of nothing but of getting home, you may yet after much hardship reach Ithaca; but if you harm them, then I forewarn you of the destruction both of your ship and of your men. Even though you may yourself escape, you will return in bad plight after losing all your men, [in another man’s ship, and you will find trouble in your house, which will be overrun by high-handed people, who are devouring your substance under the pretext of paying court and making presents to your wife."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.118–137",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἦ τοι κείνων γε βίας ἀποτίσεαι ἐλθών·\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν μνηστῆρας ἐνὶ μεγάροισι τεοῖσι\nκτείνῃς ἠὲ δόλῳ ἢ ἀμφαδὸν ὀξέι χαλκῷ,\nἔρχεσθαι δὴ ἔπειτα λαβὼν ἐυῆρες ἐρετμόν,\nεἰς ὅ κε τοὺς ἀφίκηαι οἳ οὐκ ἴσασι θάλασσαν\nἀνέρες, οὐδέ θʼ ἅλεσσι μεμιγμένον εἶδαρ ἔδουσιν·\nοὐδʼ ἄρα τοί γʼ ἴσασι νέας φοινικοπαρῄους\nοὐδʼ ἐυήρεʼ ἐρετμά, τά τε πτερὰ νηυσὶ πέλονται.\nσῆμα δέ τοι ἐρέω μάλʼ ἀριφραδές, οὐδέ σε λήσει·\nὁππότε κεν δή τοι συμβλήμενος ἄλλος ὁδίτης\nφήῃ ἀθηρηλοιγὸν ἔχειν ἀνὰ φαιδίμῳ ὤμῳ,\nκαὶ τότε δὴ γαίῃ πήξας ἐυῆρες ἐρετμόν,\nῥέξας ἱερὰ καλὰ Ποσειδάωνι ἄνακτι,\nἀρνειὸν ταῦρόν τε συῶν τʼ ἐπιβήτορα κάπρον,\nοἴκαδʼ ἀποστείχειν ἔρδειν θʼ ἱερᾶς ἑκατόμβας\nἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσι, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσι,\nπᾶσι μάλʼ ἑξείης. θάνατος δέ τοι ἐξ ἁλὸς αὐτῷ\nἀβληχρὸς μάλα τοῖος ἐλεύσεται, ὅς κέ σε πέφνῃ\nγήραι ὕπο λιπαρῷ ἀρημένον· ἀμφὶ δὲ λαοὶ\nὄλβιοι ἔσσονται. τὰ δέ τοι νημερτέα εἴρω.",
    "en": "“‘When you get home you will take your revenge on these suitors; and after you have killed them by force or fraud in your own house, you must take a well made oar and carry it on and on, till you come to a country where the people have never heard of the sea and do not even mix salt with their food, nor do they know anything about ships, and oars that are as the wings of a ship. I will give you this certain token which cannot escape your notice. A wayfarer will meet you and will say it must be a winnowing shovel that you have got upon your shoulder; on this you must fix the oar in the ground and sacrifice a ram, a bull, and a boar to Neptune. Then go home and offer hecatombs to all the gods in heaven one after the other. As for yourself, death shall come to you from the sea, and your life shall ebb away very gently when you are full of years and peace of mind, and your people shall bless you. All that I have said will come true].’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.138–149",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nΤειρεσίη, τὰ μὲν ἄρ που ἐπέκλωσαν θεοὶ αὐτοί.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον·\nμητρὸς τήνδʼ ὁρόω ψυχὴν κατατεθνηυίης·\nἡ δʼ ἀκέουσʼ ἧσται σχεδὸν αἵματος, οὐδʼ ἑὸν υἱὸν\nἔτλη ἐσάντα ἰδεῖν οὐδὲ προτιμυθήσασθαι.\nεἰπέ, ἄναξ, πῶς κέν με ἀναγνοίη τὸν ἐόντα;\nὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπεν·\nῥηΐδιόν τοι ἔπος ἐρέω καὶ ἐπὶ φρεσὶ θήσω.\nὅν τινα μέν κεν ἐᾷς νεκύων κατατεθνηώτων\nαἵματος ἆσσον ἴμεν, ὁ δέ τοι νημερτὲς ἐνίψει·\nᾧ δέ κʼ ἐπιφθονέῃς, ὁ δέ τοι πάλιν εἶσιν ὀπίσσω.",
    "en": "“‘This,’ I answered, ‘must be as it may please heaven, but tell me and tell me and tell me true, I see my poor mother’s ghost close by us; she is sitting by the blood without saying a word, and though I am her own son she does not remember me and speak to me; tell me, Sir, how I can make her know me.’\n“‘That,’ said he, ‘I can soon do. Any ghost that you let taste of the blood will talk with you like a reasonable being, but if you do not let them have any blood they will go away again.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.150–162",
    "orig": "ὣς φαμένη ψυχὴ μὲν ἔβη δόμον Ἄϊδος εἴσω\nΤειρεσίαο ἄνακτος, ἐπεὶ κατὰ θέσφατʼ ἔλεξεν·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν αὐτοῦ μένον ἔμπεδον, ὄφρʼ ἐπὶ μήτηρ\nἤλυθε καὶ πίεν αἷμα κελαινεφές· αὐτίκα δʼ ἔγνω,\nκαί μʼ ὀλοφυρομένη ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nτέκνον ἐμόν, πῶς ἦλθες ὑπὸ ζόφον ἠερόεντα\nζωὸς ἐών; χαλεπὸν δὲ τάδε ζωοῖσιν ὁρᾶσθαι.\nμέσσῳ γὰρ μεγάλοι ποταμοὶ καὶ δεινὰ ῥέεθρα,\nὨκεανὸς μὲν πρῶτα, τὸν οὔ πως ἔστι περῆσαι\nπεζὸν ἐόντʼ, ἢν μή τις ἔχῃ ἐυεργέα νῆα.\nἦ νῦν δὴ Τροίηθεν ἀλώμενος ἐνθάδʼ ἱκάνεις\nνηί τε καὶ ἑτάροισι πολὺν χρόνον; οὐδέ πω ἦλθες\nεἰς Ἰθάκην, οὐδʼ εἶδες ἐνὶ μεγάροισι γυναῖκα;",
    "en": "“On this the ghost of Teiresias went back to the house of Hades, for his prophecyings had now been spoken, but I sat still where I was until my mother came up and tasted the blood. Then she knew me at once and spoke fondly to me, saying, ‘My son, how did you come down to this abode of darkness while you are still alive? It is a hard thing for the living to see these places, for between us and them there are great and terrible waters, and there is Oceanus, which no man can cross on foot, but he must have a good ship to take him. Are you all this time trying to find your way home from Troy, and have you never yet got back to Ithaca nor seen your wife in your own house?’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.163–179",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nμῆτερ ἐμή, χρειώ με κατήγαγεν εἰς Ἀίδαο\nψυχῇ χρησόμενον Θηβαίου Τειρεσίαο·\nοὐ γάρ πω σχεδὸν ἦλθον Ἀχαιΐδος, οὐδέ πω ἁμῆς\nγῆς ἐπέβην, ἀλλʼ αἰὲν ἔχων ἀλάλημαι ὀιζύν,\nἐξ οὗ τὰ πρώτισθʼ ἑπόμην Ἀγαμέμνονι δίῳ\nἼλιον εἰς ἐύπωλον, ἵνα Τρώεσσι μαχοίμην.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον·\nτίς νύ σε κὴρ ἐδάμασσε τανηλεγέος θανάτοιο;\nἦ δολιχὴ νοῦσος, ἦ Ἄρτεμις ἰοχέαιρα\nοἷς ἀγανοῖς βελέεσσιν ἐποιχομένη κατέπεφνεν;\nεἰπὲ δέ μοι πατρός τε καὶ υἱέος, ὃν κατέλειπον,\nἢ ἔτι πὰρ κείνοισιν ἐμὸν γέρας, ἦέ τις ἤδη\nἀνδρῶν ἄλλος ἔχει, ἐμὲ δʼ οὐκέτι φασὶ νέεσθαι.\nεἰπὲ δέ μοι μνηστῆς ἀλόχου βουλήν τε νόον τε,\nἠὲ μένει παρὰ παιδὶ καὶ ἔμπεδα πάντα φυλάσσει\nἦ ἤδη μιν ἔγημεν Ἀχαιῶν ὅς τις ἄριστος.",
    "en": "“‘Mother,’ said I, ‘I was forced to come here to consult the ghost of the Theban prophet Teiresias. I have never yet been near the Achaean land nor set foot on my native country, and I have had nothing but one long series of misfortunes from the very first day that I set out with Agamemnon for Ilius, the land of noble steeds, to fight the Trojans. But tell me, and tell me true, in what way did you die? Did you have a long illness, or did heaven vouchsafe you a gentle easy passage to eternity? Tell me also about my father, and the son whom I left behind me, is my property still in their hands, or has some one else got hold of it, who thinks that I shall not return to claim it? Tell me again what my wife intends doing, and in what mind she is; does she live with my son and guard my estate securely, or has she made the best match she could and married again?’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.180–196",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ἡ δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο πότνια μήτηρ·\nκαὶ λίην κείνη γε μένει τετληότι θυμῷ\nσοῖσιν ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν· ὀιζυραὶ δέ οἱ αἰεὶ\nφθίνουσιν νύκτες τε καὶ ἤματα δάκρυ χεούσῃ.\nσὸν δʼ οὔ πώ τις ἔχει καλὸν γέρας, ἀλλὰ ἕκηλος\nΤηλέμαχος τεμένεα νέμεται καὶ δαῖτας ἐίσας\nδαίνυται, ἃς ἐπέοικε δικασπόλον ἄνδρʼ ἀλεγύνειν·\nπάντες γὰρ καλέουσι. πατὴρ δὲ σὸς αὐτόθι μίμνει\nἀγρῷ, οὐδὲ πόλινδε κατέρχεται. οὐδέ οἱ εὐναὶ\nδέμνια καὶ χλαῖναι καὶ ῥήγεα σιγαλόεντα,\nἀλλʼ ὅ γε χεῖμα μὲν εὕδει ὅθι δμῶες ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nἐν κόνι ἄγχι πυρός, κακὰ δὲ χροῒ εἵματα εἷται·\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν ἔλθῃσι θέρος τεθαλυῖά τʼ ὀπώρη,\nπάντῃ οἱ κατὰ γουνὸν ἀλωῆς οἰνοπέδοιο\nφύλλων κεκλιμένων χθαμαλαὶ βεβλήαται εὐναί.\nἔνθʼ ὅ γε κεῖτʼ ἀχέων, μέγα δὲ φρεσὶ πένθος ἀέξει\nσὸν νόστον ποθέων, χαλεπὸν δʼ ἐπὶ γῆρας ἱκάνει.",
    "en": "“My mother answered, ‘Your wife still remains in your house, but she is in great distress of mind and spends her whole time in tears both night and day. No one as yet has got possession of your fine property, and Telemachus still holds your lands undisturbed. He has to entertain largely, as of course he must, considering his position as a magistrate, and how every one invites him; your father remains at his old place in the country and never goes near the town. He has no comfortable bed nor bedding; in the winter he sleeps on the floor in front of the fire with the men and goes about all in rags, but in summer, when the warm weather comes on again, he lies out in the vineyard on a bed of vine leaves thrown any how upon the ground. He grieves continually about your never having come home, and suffers more and more as he grows older."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.197–214",
    "orig": "οὕτω γὰρ καὶ ἐγὼν ὀλόμην καὶ πότμον ἐπέσπον·\nοὔτʼ ἐμέ γʼ ἐν μεγάροισιν ἐύσκοπος ἰοχέαιρα\nοἷς ἀγανοῖς βελέεσσιν ἐποιχομένη κατέπεφνεν,\nοὔτε τις οὖν μοι νοῦσος ἐπήλυθεν, ἥ τε μάλιστα\nτηκεδόνι στυγερῇ μελέων ἐξείλετο θυμόν·\nἀλλά με σός τε πόθος σά τε μήδεα, φαίδιμʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nσή τʼ ἀγανοφροσύνη μελιηδέα θυμὸν ἀπηύρα.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γʼ ἔθελον φρεσὶ μερμηρίξας\nμητρὸς ἐμῆς ψυχὴν ἑλέειν κατατεθνηυίης.\nτρὶς μὲν ἐφωρμήθην, ἑλέειν τέ με θυμὸς ἀνώγει,\nτρὶς δέ μοι ἐκ χειρῶν σκιῇ εἴκελον ἢ καὶ ὀνείρῳ\nἔπτατʼ. ἐμοὶ δʼ ἄχος ὀξὺ γενέσκετο κηρόθι μᾶλλον,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδων·\nμῆτερ ἐμή, τί νύ μʼ οὐ μίμνεις ἑλέειν μεμαῶτα,\nὄφρα καὶ εἰν Ἀίδαο φίλας περὶ χεῖρε βαλόντε\nἀμφοτέρω κρυεροῖο τεταρπώμεσθα γόοιο;\nἦ τί μοι εἴδωλον τόδʼ ἀγαυὴ Περσεφόνεια\nὤτρυνʼ, ὄφρʼ ἔτι μᾶλλον ὀδυρόμενος στεναχίζω;",
    "en": "As for my own end it was in this wise: heaven did not take me swiftly and painlessly in my own house, nor was I attacked by any illness such as those that generally wear people out and kill them, but my longing to know what you were doing and the force of my affection for you, this it was that was the death of me.’\n“Then I tried to find some way of embracing my poor mother’s ghost. Thrice I sprang towards her and tried to clasp her in my arms, but each time she flitted from my embrace as it were a dream or phantom, and being touched to the quick I said to her, ‘Mother, why do you not stay still when I would embrace you? If we could throw our arms around one another we might find sad comfort in the sharing of our sorrows even in the house of Hades; does Proserpine want to lay a still further load of grief upon me by mocking me with a phantom only?’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.215–234",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ἡ δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο πότνια μήτηρ·\nὤ μοι, τέκνον ἐμόν, περὶ πάντων κάμμορε φωτῶν,\nοὔ τί σε Περσεφόνεια Διὸς θυγάτηρ ἀπαφίσκει,\nἀλλʼ αὕτη δίκη ἐστὶ βροτῶν, ὅτε τίς κε θάνῃσιν·\nοὐ γὰρ ἔτι σάρκας τε καὶ ὀστέα ἶνες ἔχουσιν,\nἀλλὰ τὰ μέν τε πυρὸς κρατερὸν μένος αἰθομένοιο\nδαμνᾷ, ἐπεί κε πρῶτα λίπῃ λεύκʼ ὀστέα θυμός,\nψυχὴ δʼ ἠύτʼ ὄνειρος ἀποπταμένη πεπότηται.\nἀλλὰ φόωσδε τάχιστα λιλαίεο· ταῦτα δὲ πάντα\nἴσθʼ, ἵνα καὶ μετόπισθε τεῇ εἴπῃσθα γυναικί.\nνῶι μὲν ὣς ἐπέεσσιν ἀμειβόμεθʼ, αἱ δὲ γυναῖκες\nἤλυθον, ὤτρυνεν γὰρ ἀγαυὴ Περσεφόνεια,\nὅσσαι ἀριστήων ἄλοχοι ἔσαν ἠδὲ θύγατρες.\nαἱ δʼ ἀμφʼ αἷμα κελαινὸν ἀολλέες ἠγερέθοντο,\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ βούλευον ὅπως ἐρέοιμι ἑκάστην.\nἥδε δέ μοι κατὰ θυμὸν ἀρίστη φαίνετο βουλή·\nσπασσάμενος τανύηκες ἄορ παχέος παρὰ μηροῦ\nοὐκ εἴων πίνειν ἅμα πάσας αἷμα κελαινόν.\nαἱ δὲ προμνηστῖναι ἐπήισαν, ἠδὲ ἑκάστη\nὃν γόνον ἐξαγόρευεν· ἐγὼ δʼ ἐρέεινον ἁπάσας.",
    "en": "“‘My son,’ she answered, ‘most ill-fated of all mankind, it is not Proserpine that is beguiling you, but all people are like this when they are dead. The sinews no longer hold the flesh and bones together; these perish in the fierceness of consuming fire as soon as life has left the body, and the soul flits away as though it were a dream. Now, however, go back to the light of day as soon as you can, and note all these things that you may tell them to your wife hereafter.’\n“Thus did we converse, and anon Proserpine sent up the ghosts of the wives and daughters of all the most famous men. They gathered in crowds about the blood, and I considered how I might question them severally. In the end I deemed that it would be best to draw the keen blade that hung by my sturdy thigh, and keep them from all drinking the blood at once. So they came up one after the other, and each one as I questioned her told me her race and lineage."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.235–252",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ ἦ τοι πρώτην Τυρὼ ἴδον εὐπατέρειαν,\nἣ φάτο Σαλμωνῆος ἀμύμονος ἔκγονος εἶναι,\nφῆ δὲ Κρηθῆος γυνὴ ἔμμεναι Αἰολίδαο·\nἣ ποταμοῦ ἠράσσατʼ Ἐνιπῆος θείοιο,\nὃς πολὺ κάλλιστος ποταμῶν ἐπὶ γαῖαν ἵησι,\nκαί ῥʼ ἐπʼ Ἐνιπῆος πωλέσκετο καλὰ ῥέεθρα.\nτῷ δʼ ἄρα εἰσάμενος γαιήοχος ἐννοσίγαιος\nἐν προχοῇς ποταμοῦ παρελέξατο δινήεντος·\nπορφύρεον δʼ ἄρα κῦμα περιστάθη, οὔρεϊ ἶσον,\nκυρτωθέν, κρύψεν δὲ θεὸν θνητήν τε γυναῖκα.\nλῦσε δὲ παρθενίην ζώνην, κατὰ δʼ ὕπνον ἔχευεν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἐτέλεσσε θεὸς φιλοτήσια ἔργα,\nἔν τʼ ἄρα οἱ φῦ χειρί, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·\nχαῖρε, γύναι, φιλότητι· περιπλομένου δʼ ἐνιαυτοῦ\nτέξεις ἀγλαὰ τέκνα, ἐπεὶ οὐκ ἀποφώλιοι εὐναὶ\nἀθανάτων· σὺ δὲ τοὺς κομέειν ἀτιταλλέμεναί τε.\nνῦν δʼ ἔρχευ πρὸς δῶμα, καὶ ἴσχεο μηδʼ ὀνομήνῃς·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγώ τοί εἰμι Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων.",
    "en": "“The first I saw was Tyro. She was daughter of Salmoneus and wife of Cretheus the son of Aeolus. She fell in love with the river Enipeus who is much the most beautiful river in the whole world. Once when she was taking a walk by his side as usual, Neptune, disguised as her lover, lay with her at the mouth of the river, and a huge blue wave arched itself like a mountain over them to hide both woman and god, whereon he loosed her virgin girdle and laid her in a deep slumber. When the god had accomplished the deed of love, he took her hand in his own and said, ‘Tyro, rejoice in all good will; the embraces of the gods are not fruitless, and you will have fine twins about this time twelve months. Take great care of them. I am Neptune, so now go home, but hold your tongue and do not tell any one.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.253–270",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ὑπὸ πόντον ἐδύσετο κυμαίνοντα.\nἡ δʼ ὑποκυσαμένη Πελίην τέκε καὶ Νηλῆα,\nτὼ κρατερὼ θεράποντε Διὸς μεγάλοιο γενέσθην\nἀμφοτέρω· Πελίης μὲν ἐν εὐρυχόρῳ Ἰαωλκῷ\nναῖε πολύρρηνος, ὁ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐν Πύλῳ ἠμαθόεντι.\nτοὺς δʼ ἑτέρους Κρηθῆι τέκεν βασίλεια γυναικῶν,\nΑἴσονά τʼ ἠδὲ Φέρητʼ Ἀμυθάονά θʼ ἱππιοχάρμην.\nτὴν δὲ μετʼ Ἀντιόπην ἴδον, Ἀσωποῖο θύγατρα,\nἣ δὴ καὶ Διὸς εὔχετʼ ἐν ἀγκοίνῃσιν ἰαῦσαι,\nκαί ῥʼ ἔτεκεν δύο παῖδʼ, Ἀμφίονά τε Ζῆθόν τε,\nοἳ πρῶτοι Θήβης ἕδος ἔκτισαν ἑπταπύλοιο,\nπύργωσάν τʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐ μὲν ἀπύργωτόν γʼ ἐδύναντο\nναιέμεν εὐρύχορον Θήβην, κρατερώ περ ἐόντε.\nτὴν δὲ μετʼ Ἀλκμήνην ἴδον, Ἀμφιτρύωνος ἄκοιτιν,\nἥ ῥʼ Ἡρακλῆα θρασυμέμνονα θυμολέοντα\nγείνατʼ ἐν ἀγκοίνῃσι Διὸς μεγάλοιο μιγεῖσα·\nκαὶ Μεγάρην, Κρείοντος ὑπερθύμοιο θύγατρα,\nτὴν ἔχεν Ἀμφιτρύωνος υἱὸς μένος αἰὲν ἀτειρής.",
    "en": "“Then he dived under the sea, and she in due course bore Pelias and Neleus, who both of them served Jove with all their might. Pelias was a great breeder of sheep and lived in Iolcus, but the other lived in Pylos. The rest of her children were by Cretheus, namely, Aeson, Pheres, and Amythaon, who was a mighty warrior and charioteer.\n“Next to her I saw Antiope, daughter to Asopus, who could boast of having slept in the arms of even Jove himself, and who bore him two sons Amphion and Zethus. These founded Thebes with its seven gates, and built a wall all round it; for strong though they were they could not hold Thebes till they had walled it.\n“Then I saw Alcmena, the wife of Amphitryon, who also bore to Jove indomitable Hercules; and Megara who was daughter to great King Creon, and married the redoubtable son of Amphitryon."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.271–284",
    "orig": "μητέρα τʼ Οἰδιπόδαο ἴδον, καλὴν Ἐπικάστην,\nἣ μέγα ἔργον ἔρεξεν ἀιδρείῃσι νόοιο\nγημαμένη ᾧ υἷι· ὁ δʼ ὃν πατέρʼ ἐξεναρίξας\nγῆμεν· ἄφαρ δʼ ἀνάπυστα θεοὶ θέσαν ἀνθρώποισιν.\nἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν ἐν Θήβῃ πολυηράτῳ ἄλγεα πάσχων\nΚαδμείων ἤνασσε θεῶν ὀλοὰς διὰ βουλάς·\nἡ δʼ ἔβη εἰς Ἀίδαο πυλάρταο κρατεροῖο,\nἁψαμένη βρόχον αἰπὺν ἀφʼ ὑψηλοῖο μελάθρου,\nᾧ ἄχεϊ σχομένη· τῷ δʼ ἄλγεα κάλλιπʼ ὀπίσσω\nπολλὰ μάλʼ, ὅσσα τε μητρὸς Ἐρινύες ἐκτελέουσιν.\nκαὶ Χλῶριν εἶδον περικαλλέα, τήν ποτε Νηλεὺς\nγῆμεν ἑὸν διὰ κάλλος, ἐπεὶ πόρε μυρία ἕδνα,\nὁπλοτάτην κούρην Ἀμφίονος Ἰασίδαο,\nὅς ποτʼ ἐν Ὀρχομενῷ Μινυείῳ ἶφι ἄνασσεν·",
    "en": "“I also saw fair Epicaste mother of king Oedipodes whose awful lot it was to marry her own son without suspecting it. He married her after having killed his father, but the gods proclaimed the whole story to the world; whereon he remained king of Thebes, in great grief for the spite the gods had borne him; but Epicaste went to the house of the mighty jailor Hades, having hanged herself for grief, and the avenging spirits haunted him as for an outraged mother, to his ruing bitterly thereafter.\n“Then I saw Chloris, whom Neleus married for her beauty, having given priceless presents for her. She was youngest daughter to Amphion son of Iasus and king of Minyan Orchomenus, and was Queen in Pylos."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.285–304",
    "orig": "ἡ δὲ Πύλου βασίλευε, τέκεν δέ οἱ ἀγλαὰ τέκνα,\nΝέστορά τε Χρόμιον τε Περικλύμενόν τʼ ἀγέρωχον.\nτοῖσι δʼ ἐπʼ ἰφθίμην Πηρὼ τέκε, θαῦμα βροτοῖσι,\nτὴν πάντες μνώοντο περικτίται· οὐδʼ ἄρα Νηλεὺς\nτῷ ἐδίδου ὃς μὴ ἕλικας βόας εὐρυμετώπους\nἐκ Φυλάκης ἐλάσειε βίης Ἰφικληείης\nἀργαλέας· τὰς δʼ οἶος ὑπέσχετο μάντις ἀμύμων\nἐξελάαν· χαλεπὴ δὲ θεοῦ κατὰ μοῖρα πέδησε,\nδεσμοί τʼ ἀργαλέοι καὶ βουκόλοι ἀγροιῶται.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ μῆνές τε καὶ ἡμέραι ἐξετελεῦντο\nἂψ περιτελλομένου ἔτεος καὶ ἐπήλυθον ὧραι,\nκαὶ τότε δή μιν ἔλυσε βίη Ἰφικληείη,\nθέσφατα πάντʼ εἰπόντα· Διὸς δʼ ἐτελείετο βουλή.\nκαὶ Λήδην εἶδον, τὴν Τυνδαρέου παράκοιτιν,\nἥ ῥʼ ὑπὸ Τυνδαρέῳ κρατερόφρονε γείνατο παῖδε,\nΚάστορά θʼ ἱππόδαμον καὶ πὺξ ἀγαθὸν Πολυδεύκεα,\nτοὺς ἄμφω ζωοὺς κατέχει φυσίζοος αἶα·\nοἳ καὶ νέρθεν γῆς τιμὴν πρὸς Ζηνὸς ἔχοντες\nἄλλοτε μὲν ζώουσʼ ἑτερήμεροι, ἄλλοτε δʼ αὖτε\nτεθνᾶσιν· τιμὴν δὲ λελόγχασιν ἶσα θεοῖσι.",
    "en": "She bore Nestor, Chromius, and Periclymenus, and she also bore that marvellously lovely woman Pero, who was wooed by all the country round; but Neleus would only give her to him who should raid the cattle of Iphicles from the grazing grounds of Phylace, and this was a hard task. The only man who would undertake to raid them was a certain excellent seer, but the will of heaven was against him, for the rangers of the cattle caught him and put him in prison; nevertheless when a full year had passed and the same season came round again, Iphicles set him at liberty, after he had expounded all the oracles of heaven. Thus, then, was the will of Jove accomplished.\n“And I saw Leda the wife of Tyndarus, who bore him two famous sons, Castor breaker of horses, and Pollux the mighty boxer. Both these heroes are lying under the earth, though they are still alive, for by a special dispensation of Jove, they die and come to life again, each one of them every other day throughout all time, and they have the rank of gods."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.305–320",
    "orig": "τὴν δὲ μετʼ Ἰφιμέδειαν, Ἀλωῆος παράκοιτιν\nεἴσιδον, ἣ δὴ φάσκε Ποσειδάωνι μιγῆναι,\nκαί ῥʼ ἔτεκεν δύο παῖδε, μινυνθαδίω δʼ ἐγενέσθην,\nὮτόν τʼ ἀντίθεον τηλεκλειτόν τʼ Ἐφιάλτην,\nοὓς δὴ μηκίστους θρέψε ζείδωρος ἄρουρα\nκαὶ πολὺ καλλίστους μετά γε κλυτὸν Ὠρίωνα·\nἐννέωροι γὰρ τοί γε καὶ ἐννεαπήχεες ἦσαν\nεὖρος, ἀτὰρ μῆκός γε γενέσθην ἐννεόργυιοι.\nοἵ ῥα καὶ ἀθανάτοισιν ἀπειλήτην ἐν Ὀλύμπῳ\nφυλόπιδα στήσειν πολυάικος πολέμοιο.\nὌσσαν ἐπʼ Οὐλύμπῳ μέμασαν θέμεν, αὐτὰρ ἐπʼ Ὄσσῃ\nΠήλιον εἰνοσίφυλλον, ἵνʼ οὐρανὸς ἀμβατὸς εἴη.\nκαί νύ κεν ἐξετέλεσσαν, εἰ ἥβης μέτρον ἵκοντο·\nἀλλʼ ὄλεσεν Διὸς υἱός, ὃν ἠύκομος τέκε Λητώ,\nἀμφοτέρω, πρίν σφωιν ὑπὸ κροτάφοισιν ἰούλους\nἀνθῆσαι πυκάσαι τε γένυς ἐυανθέι λάχνῃ.",
    "en": "“After her I saw Iphimedeia wife of Aloeus who boasted the embrace of Neptune. She bore two sons Otus and Ephialtes, but both were short lived. They were the finest children that were ever born in this world, and the best looking, Orion only excepted; for at nine years old they were nine fathoms high, and measured nine cubits round the chest. They threatened to make war with the gods in Olympus, and tried to set Mount Ossa on the top of Mount Olympus, and Mount Pelion on the top of Ossa, that they might scale heaven itself, and they would have done it too if they had been grown up, but Apollo, son of Leto, killed both of them, before they had got so much as a sign of hair upon their cheeks or chin."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.321–335",
    "orig": "Φαίδρην τε Πρόκριν τε ἴδον καλήν τʼ Ἀριάδνην,\nκούρην Μίνωος ὀλοόφρονος, ἥν ποτε Θησεὺς\nἐκ Κρήτης ἐς γουνὸν Ἀθηνάων ἱεράων\nἦγε μέν, οὐδʼ ἀπόνητο· πάρος δέ μιν Ἄρτεμις ἔκτα\nΔίῃ ἐν ἀμφιρύτῃ Διονύσου μαρτυρίῃσιν.\nΜαῖράν τε Κλυμένην τε ἴδον στυγερήν τʼ Ἐριφύλην,\nἣ χρυσὸν φίλου ἀνδρὸς ἐδέξατο τιμήεντα.\nπάσας δʼ οὐκ ἂν ἐγὼ μυθήσομαι οὐδʼ ὀνομήνω,\nὅσσας ἡρώων ἀλόχους ἴδον ἠδὲ θύγατρας·\nπρὶν γάρ κεν καὶ νὺξ φθῖτʼ ἄμβροτος. ἀλλὰ καὶ ὥρη\nεὕδειν, ἢ ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν ἐλθόντʼ ἐς ἑταίρους\nἢ αὐτοῦ· πομπὴ δὲ θεοῖς ὑμῖν τε μελήσει.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἀκὴν ἐγένοντο σιωπῇ,\nκηληθμῷ δʼ ἔσχοντο κατὰ μέγαρα σκιόεντα.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀρήτη λευκώλενος ἤρχετο μύθων.",
    "en": "“Then I saw Phaedra, and Procris, and fair Ariadne daughter of the magician Minos, whom Theseus was carrying off from Crete to Athens, but he did not enjoy her, for before he could do so Diana killed her in the island of Dia on account of what Bacchus had said against her.\n“I also saw Maera and Clymene and hateful Eriphyle, who sold her own husband for gold. But it would take me all night if I were to name every single one of the wives and daughters of heroes whom I saw, and it is time for me to go to bed, either on board ship with my crew, or here. As for my escort, heaven and yourselves will see to it.”\nHere he ended, and the guests sat all of them enthralled and speechless throughout the covered cloister. Then Arete said to them:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.336–353",
    "orig": "Φαίηκες, πῶς ὔμμιν ἀνὴρ ὅδε φαίνεται εἶναι\nεἶδός τε μέγεθός τε ἰδὲ φρένας ἔνδον ἐίσας;\nξεῖνος δʼ αὖτʼ ἐμός ἐστιν, ἕκαστος δʼ ἔμμορε τιμῆς·\nτῷ μὴ ἐπειγόμενοι ἀποπέμπετε, μηδὲ τὰ δῶρα\nοὕτω χρηίζοντι κολούετε· πολλὰ γὰρ ὑμῖν\nκτήματʼ ἐνὶ μεγάροισι θεῶν ἰότητι κέονται.\nτοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειπε γέρων ἥρως Ἐχένηος,\nὃς δὴ Φαιήκων ἀνδρῶν προγενέστερος ἦεν·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐ μὰν ἧμιν ἀπὸ σκοποῦ οὐδʼ ἀπὸ δόξης\nμυθεῖται βασίλεια περίφρων· ἀλλὰ πίθεσθε.\nἈλκινόου δʼ ἐκ τοῦδʼ ἔχεται ἔργον τε ἔπος τε.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀλκίνοος ἀπαμείβετο φώνησέν τε·\nτοῦτο μὲν οὕτω δὴ ἔσται ἔπος, αἴ κεν ἐγώ γε\nζωὸς Φαιήκεσσι φιληρέτμοισιν ἀνάσσω·\nξεῖνος δὲ τλήτω μάλα περ νόστοιο χατίζων\nἔμπης οὖν ἐπιμεῖναι ἐς αὔριον, εἰς ὅ κε πᾶσαν\nδωτίνην τελέσω· πομπὴ δʼ ἄνδρεσσι μελήσει\nπᾶσι, μάλιστα δʼ ἐμοί· τοῦ γὰρ κράτος ἔστʼ ἐνὶ δήμῳ.",
    "en": "“What do you think of this man, O Phaeacians? Is he not tall and good looking, and is he not clever? True, he is my own guest, but all of you share in the distinction. Do not be in a hurry to send him away, nor niggardly in the presents you make to one who is in such great need, for heaven has blessed all of you with great abundance.”\nThen spoke the aged hero Echeneus who was one of the oldest men among them, “My friends,” said he, “what our august queen has just said to us is both reasonable and to the purpose, therefore be persuaded by it; but the decision whether in word or deed rests ultimately with King Alcinous.”\n“The thing shall be done,” exclaimed Alcinous, “as surely as I still live and reign over the Phaeacians. Our guest is indeed very anxious to get home, still we must persuade him to remain with us until to-morrow, by which time I shall be able to get together the whole sum that I mean to give him. As regards his escort it will be a matter for you all, and mine above all others as the chief person among you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.354–367",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἈλκίνοε κρεῖον, πάντων ἀριδείκετε λαῶν,\nεἴ με καὶ εἰς ἐνιαυτὸν ἀνώγοιτʼ αὐτόθι μίμνειν,\nπομπὴν δʼ ὀτρύνοιτε καὶ ἀγλαὰ δῶρα διδοῖτε,\nκαί κε τὸ βουλοίμην, καί κεν πολὺ κέρδιον εἴη,\nπλειοτέρῃ σὺν χειρὶ φίλην ἐς πατρίδʼ ἱκέσθαι·\nκαί κʼ αἰδοιότερος καὶ φίλτερος ἀνδράσιν εἴην\nπᾶσιν, ὅσοι μʼ Ἰθάκηνδε ἰδοίατο νοστήσαντα.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀλκίνοος ἀπαμείβετο φώνησέν τε·\nὦ Ὀδυσεῦ, τὸ μὲν οὔ τί σʼ ἐίσκομεν εἰσορόωντες,\nἠπεροπῆά τʼ ἔμεν καὶ ἐπίκλοπον, οἷά τε πολλοὺς\nβόσκει γαῖα μέλαινα πολυσπερέας ἀνθρώπους,\nψεύδεά τʼ ἀρτύνοντας ὅθεν κέ τις οὐδὲ ἴδοιτο·\nσοὶ δʼ ἔπι μὲν μορφὴ ἐπέων, ἔνι δὲ φρένες ἐσθλαί.",
    "en": "And Ulysses answered, “King Alcinous, if you were to bid me to stay here for a whole twelve months, and then speed me on my way, loaded with your noble gifts, I should obey you gladly and it would redound greatly to my advantage, for I should return fuller-handed to my own people, and should thus be more respected and beloved by all who see me when I get back to Ithaca.”\n“Ulysses,” replied Alcinous, “not one of us who sees you has any idea that you are a charlatan or a swindler. I know there are many people going about who tell such plausible stories that it is very hard to see through them, but there is a style about your language which assures me of your good disposition."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.368–384",
    "orig": "μῦθον δʼ ὡς ὅτʼ ἀοιδὸς ἐπισταμένως κατέλεξας,\nπάντων τʼ Ἀργείων σέο τʼ αὐτοῦ κήδεα λυγρά.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον,\nεἴ τινας ἀντιθέων ἑτάρων ἴδες, οἵ τοι ἅμʼ αὐτῷ\nἼλιον εἰς ἅμʼ ἕποντο καὶ αὐτοῦ πότμον ἐπέσπον.\nνὺξ δʼ ἥδε μάλα μακρή, ἀθέσφατος· οὐδέ πω ὥρη\nεὕδειν ἐν μεγάρῳ, σὺ δέ μοι λέγε θέσκελα ἔργα.\nκαί κεν ἐς ἠῶ δῖαν ἀνασχοίμην, ὅτε μοι σὺ\nτλαίης ἐν μεγάρῳ τὰ σὰ κήδεα μυθήσασθαι.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἈλκίνοε κρεῖον, πάντων ἀριδείκετε λαῶν,\nὥρη μὲν πολέων μύθων, ὥρη δὲ καὶ ὕπνου·\nεἰ δʼ ἔτʼ ἀκουέμεναί γε λιλαίεαι, οὐκ ἂν ἐγώ γε\nτούτων σοι φθονέοιμι καὶ οἰκτρότερʼ ἄλλʼ ἀγορεύειν,\nκήδεʼ ἐμῶν ἑτάρων, οἳ δὴ μετόπισθεν ὄλοντο,\nοἳ Τρώων μὲν ὑπεξέφυγον στονόεσσαν ἀυτήν,\nἐν νόστῳ δʼ ἀπόλοντο κακῆς ἰότητι γυναικός.",
    "en": "Moreover you have told the story of your own misfortunes, and those of the Argives, as though you were a practiced bard; but tell me, and tell me true, whether you saw any of the mighty heroes who went to Troy at the same time with yourself, and perished there. The evenings are still at their longest, and it is not yet bed time, go on, therefore, with your divine story, for I could stay here listening till tomorrow morning, so long as you will continue to tell us of your adventures.”\n“Alcinous,” answered Ulysses, “there is a time for making speeches, and a time for going to bed; nevertheless, since you so desire, I will not refrain from telling you the still sadder tale of those of my comrades who did not fall fighting with the Trojans, but perished on their return, through the treachery of a wicked woman."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.385–403",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ ψυχὰς μὲν ἀπεσκέδασʼ ἄλλυδις ἄλλῃ\nἁγνὴ Περσεφόνεια γυναικῶν θηλυτεράων,\nἦλθε δʼ ἐπὶ ψυχὴ Ἀγαμέμνονος Ἀτρεΐδαο\nἀχνυμένη· περὶ δʼ ἄλλαι ἀγηγέραθʼ, ὅσσοι ἅμʼ αὐτῷ\nοἴκῳ ἐν Αἰγίσθοιο θάνον καὶ πότμον ἐπέσπον.\nἔγνω δʼ αἶψʼ ἔμʼ ἐκεῖνος, ἐπεὶ πίεν αἷμα κελαινόν·\nκλαῖε δʼ ὅ γε λιγέως, θαλερὸν κατὰ δάκρυον εἴβων,\nπιτνὰς εἰς ἐμὲ χεῖρας, ὀρέξασθαι μενεαίνων·\nἀλλʼ οὐ γάρ οἱ ἔτʼ ἦν ἲς ἔμπεδος οὐδέ τι κῖκυς,\nοἵη περ πάρος ἔσκεν ἐνὶ γναμπτοῖσι μέλεσσι.\nτὸν μὲν ἐγὼ δάκρυσα ἰδὼν ἐλέησά τε θυμῷ,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδων·\nἈτρεΐδη κύδιστε, ἄναξ ἀνδρῶν Ἀγάμεμνον,\nτίς νύ σε κὴρ ἐδάμασσε τανηλεγέος θανάτοιο;\nἦε σέ γʼ ἐν νήεσσι Ποσειδάων ἐδάμασσεν\nὄρσας ἀργαλέων ἀνέμων ἀμέγαρτον ἀυτμήν;\nἦέ σʼ ἀνάρσιοι ἄνδρες ἐδηλήσαντʼ ἐπὶ χέρσου\nβοῦς περιταμνόμενον ἠδʼ οἰῶν πώεα καλά,\nἠὲ περὶ πτόλιος μαχεούμενον ἠδὲ γυναικῶν;",
    "en": "“When Proserpine had dismissed the female ghosts in all directions, the ghost of Agamemnon son of Atreus came sadly up to me, surrounded by those who had perished with him in the house of Aegisthus. As soon as he had tasted the blood, he knew me, and weeping bitterly stretched out his arms towards me to embrace me; but he had no strength nor substance any more, and I too wept and pitied him as I beheld him. ‘How did you come by your death,’ said I, ‘King Agamemnon? Did Neptune raise his winds and waves against you when you were at sea, or did your enemies make an end of you on the main land when you were cattle-lifting or sheep-stealing, or while they were fighting in defence of their wives and city?’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.404–420",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπε·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nοὔτʼ ἐμέ γʼ ἐν νήεσσι Ποσειδάων ἐδάμασσεν\nὄρσας ἀργαλέων ἀνέμων ἀμέγαρτον ἀυτμήν,\nοὔτε μʼ ἀνάρσιοι ἄνδρες ἐδηλήσαντʼ ἐπὶ χέρσου,\nἀλλά μοι Αἴγισθος τεύξας θάνατόν τε μόρον τε\nἔκτα σὺν οὐλομένῃ ἀλόχῳ, οἶκόνδε καλέσσας,\nδειπνίσσας, ὥς τίς τε κατέκτανε βοῦν ἐπὶ φάτνῃ.\nὣς θάνον οἰκτίστῳ θανάτῳ· περὶ δʼ ἄλλοι ἑταῖροι\nνωλεμέως κτείνοντο σύες ὣς ἀργιόδοντες,\nοἵ ῥά τʼ ἐν ἀφνειοῦ ἀνδρὸς μέγα δυναμένοιο\nἢ γάμῳ ἢ ἐράνῳ ἢ εἰλαπίνῃ τεθαλυίῃ.\nἤδη μὲν πολέων φόνῳ ἀνδρῶν ἀντεβόλησας,\nμουνὰξ κτεινομένων καὶ ἐνὶ κρατερῇ ὑσμίνῃ·\nἀλλά κε κεῖνα μάλιστα ἰδὼν ὀλοφύραο θυμῷ,\nὡς ἀμφὶ κρητῆρα τραπέζας τε πληθούσας\nκείμεθʼ ἐνὶ μεγάρῳ, δάπεδον δʼ ἅπαν αἵματι θῦεν.",
    "en": "“‘Ulysses,’ he answered, ‘noble son of Laertes, I was not lost at sea in any storm of Neptune’s raising, nor did my foes despatch me upon the mainland, but Aegisthus and my wicked wife were the death of me between them. He asked me to his house, feasted me, and then butchered me most miserably as though I were a fat beast in a slaughter house, while all around me my comrades were slain like sheep or pigs for the wedding breakfast, or picnic, or gorgeous banquet of some great nobleman. You must have seen numbers of men killed either in a general engagement, or in single combat, but you never saw anything so truly pitiable as the way in which we fell in that cloister, with the mixing bowl and the loaded tables lying all about, and the ground reeking with our blood."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.421–434",
    "orig": "οἰκτροτάτην δʼ ἤκουσα ὄπα Πριάμοιο θυγατρός,\nΚασσάνδρης, τὴν κτεῖνε Κλυταιμνήστρη δολόμητις\nἀμφʼ ἐμοί, αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ ποτὶ γαίῃ χεῖρας ἀείρων\nβάλλον ἀποθνήσκων περὶ φασγάνῳ· ἡ δὲ κυνῶπις\nνοσφίσατʼ, οὐδέ μοι ἔτλη ἰόντι περ εἰς Ἀίδαο\nχερσὶ κατʼ ὀφθαλμοὺς ἑλέειν σύν τε στόμʼ ἐρεῖσαι.\nὣς οὐκ αἰνότερον καὶ κύντερον ἄλλο γυναικός,\nἥ τις δὴ τοιαῦτα μετὰ φρεσὶν ἔργα βάληται·\nοἷον δὴ καὶ κείνη ἐμήσατο ἔργον ἀεικές,\nκουριδίῳ τεύξασα πόσει φόνον. ἦ τοι ἔφην γε\nἀσπάσιος παίδεσσιν ἰδὲ δμώεσσιν ἐμοῖσιν\nοἴκαδʼ ἐλεύσεσθαι· ἡ δʼ ἔξοχα λυγρὰ ἰδυῖα\nοἷ τε κατʼ αἶσχος ἔχευε καὶ ἐσσομένῃσιν ὀπίσσω\nθηλυτέρῃσι γυναιξί, καὶ ἥ κʼ ἐυεργὸς ἔῃσιν.",
    "en": "I heard Priam’s daughter Cassandra scream as Clytemnestra killed her close beside me. I lay dying upon the earth with the sword in my body, and raised my hands to kill the slut of a murderess, but she slipped away from me; she would not even close my lips nor my eyes when I was dying, for there is nothing in this world so cruel and so shameless as a woman when she has fallen into such guilt as hers was. Fancy murdering her own husband! I thought I was going to be welcomed home by my children and my servants, but her abominable crime has brought disgrace on herself and all women who shall come after, even on the good ones.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.435–451",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μάλα δὴ γόνον Ἀτρέος εὐρύοπα Ζεὺς\nἐκπάγλως ἤχθηρε γυναικείας διὰ βουλὰς\nἐξ ἀρχῆς· Ἑλένης μὲν ἀπωλόμεθʼ εἵνεκα πολλοί,\nσοὶ δὲ Κλυταιμνήστρη δόλον ἤρτυε τηλόθʼ ἐόντι.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπε·\nτῷ νῦν μή ποτε καὶ σὺ γυναικί περ ἤπιος εἶναι·\nμή οἱ μῦθον ἅπαντα πιφαυσκέμεν, ὅν κʼ ἐὺ εἰδῇς,\nἀλλὰ τὸ μὲν φάσθαι, τὸ δὲ καὶ κεκρυμμένον εἶναι.\nἀλλʼ οὐ σοί γʼ, Ὀδυσεῦ, φόνος ἔσσεται ἔκ γε γυναικός·\nλίην γὰρ πινυτή τε καὶ εὖ φρεσὶ μήδεα οἶδε\nκούρη Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρων Πηνελόπεια.\nἦ μέν μιν νύμφην γε νέην κατελείπομεν ἡμεῖς\nἐρχόμενοι πόλεμόνδε· πάϊς δέ οἱ ἦν ἐπὶ μαζῷ\nνήπιος, ὅς που νῦν γε μετʼ ἀνδρῶν ἵζει ἀριθμῷ,\nὄλβιος· ἦ γὰρ τόν γε πατὴρ φίλος ὄψεται ἐλθών,\nκαὶ κεῖνος πατέρα προσπτύξεται, ἣ θέμις ἐστίν.",
    "en": "“And I said, ‘In truth Jove has hated the house of Atreus from first to last in the matter of their women’s counsels. See how many of us fell for Helen’s sake, and now it seems that Clytemnestra hatched mischief against you too during your absence.’\n“‘Be sure, therefore,’ continued Agamemnon, ‘and not be too friendly even with your own wife. Do not tell her all that you know perfectly well yourself. Tell her a part only, and keep your own counsel about the rest. Not that your wife, Ulysses, is likely to murder you, for Penelope is a very admirable woman, and has an excellent nature. We left her a young bride with an infant at her breast when we set out for Troy. This child no doubt is now grown up happily to man’s estate, and he and his father will have a joyful meeting and embrace one another as it is right they should do, whereas my wicked wife did not even allow me the happiness of looking upon my son, but killed me ere I could do so."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.452–464",
    "orig": "ἡ δʼ ἐμὴ οὐδέ περ υἷος ἐνιπλησθῆναι ἄκοιτις\nὀφθαλμοῖσιν ἔασε· πάρος δέ με πέφνε καὶ αὐτόν.\nἄλλο δέ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ βάλλεο σῇσιν·\nκρύβδην, μηδʼ ἀναφανδά, φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν\nνῆα κατισχέμεναι· ἐπεὶ οὐκέτι πιστὰ γυναιξίν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον,\nεἴ που ἔτι ζώοντος ἀκούετε παιδὸς ἐμοῖο,\nἤ που ἐν Ὀρχομενῷ ἢ ἐν Πύλῳ ἠμαθόεντι,\nἤ που πὰρ Μενελάῳ ἐνὶ Σπάρτῃ εὐρείῃ·\nοὐ γάρ πω τέθνηκεν ἐπὶ χθονὶ δῖος Ὀρέστης.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nἈτρεΐδη, τί με ταῦτα διείρεαι; οὐδέ τι οἶδα,\nζώει ὅ γʼ ἦ τέθνηκε· κακὸν δʼ ἀνεμώλια βάζειν.",
    "en": "Furthermore I say, and lay my saying to your heart, do not tell people when you are bringing your ship to Ithaca, but steal a march upon them, for after all this there is no trusting women. But now tell me, and tell me true, can you give me any news of my son Orestes? Is he in Orchomenus, or at Pylos, or is he at Sparta with Menelaus, for I presume that he is still living.’\n“And I said, ‘Agamemnon, why do you ask me? I do not know whether your son is alive or dead, and it is not right to talk when one does not know.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.465–486",
    "orig": "νῶι μὲν ὣς ἐπέεσσιν ἀμειβομένω στυγεροῖσιν\nἕσταμεν ἀχνύμενοι θαλερὸν κατὰ δάκρυ χέοντες·\nἦλθε δʼ ἐπὶ ψυχὴ Πηληϊάδεω Ἀχιλῆος\nκαὶ Πατροκλῆος καὶ ἀμύμονος Ἀντιλόχοιο\nΑἴαντός θʼ, ὃς ἄριστος ἔην εἶδός τε δέμας τε\nτῶν ἄλλων Δαναῶν μετʼ ἀμύμονα Πηλεΐωνα.\nἔγνω δὲ ψυχή με ποδώκεος Αἰακίδαο\nκαί ῥʼ ὀλοφυρομένη ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nσχέτλιε, τίπτʼ ἔτι μεῖζον ἐνὶ φρεσὶ μήσεαι ἔργον;\nπῶς ἔτλης Ἄϊδόσδε κατελθέμεν, ἔνθα τε νεκροὶ\nἀφραδέες ναίουσι, βροτῶν εἴδωλα καμόντων;\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nὦ Ἀχιλεῦ Πηλῆος υἱέ, μέγα φέρτατʼ Ἀχαιῶν,\nἦλθον Τειρεσίαο κατὰ χρέος, εἴ τινα βουλὴν\nεἴποι, ὅπως Ἰθάκην ἐς παιπαλόεσσαν ἱκοίμην·\nοὐ γάρ πω σχεδὸν ἦλθον Ἀχαιΐδος, οὐδέ πω ἁμῆς\nγῆς ἐπέβην, ἀλλʼ αἰὲν ἔχω κακά. σεῖο δʼ, Ἀχιλλεῦ,\nοὔ τις ἀνὴρ προπάροιθε μακάρτατος οὔτʼ ἄρʼ ὀπίσσω.\nπρὶν μὲν γάρ σε ζωὸν ἐτίομεν ἶσα θεοῖσιν\nἈργεῖοι, νῦν αὖτε μέγα κρατέεις νεκύεσσιν\nἐνθάδʼ ἐών· τῷ μή τι θανὼν ἀκαχίζευ, Ἀχιλλεῦ.",
    "en": "“As we two sat weeping and talking thus sadly with one another the ghost of Achilles came up to us with Patroclus, Antilochus, and Ajax who was the finest and goodliest man of all the Danaans after the son of Peleus. The fleet descendant of Aeacus knew me and spoke piteously, saying, ‘Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, what deed of daring will you undertake next, that you venture down to the house of Hades among us silly dead, who are but the ghosts of them that can labour no more?’\n“And I said, ‘Achilles, son of Peleus, foremost champion of the Achaeans, I came to consult Teiresias, and see if he could advise me about my return home to Ithaca, for I have never yet been able to get near the Achaean land, nor to set foot in my own country, but have been in trouble all the time. As for you, Achilles, no one was ever yet so fortunate as you have been, nor ever will be, for you were adored by all us Argives as long as you were alive, and now that you are here you are a great prince among the dead. Do not, therefore, take it so much to heart even if you are dead.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.487–503",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπε·\nμὴ δή μοι θάνατόν γε παραύδα, φαίδιμʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ.\nβουλοίμην κʼ ἐπάρουρος ἐὼν θητευέμεν ἄλλῳ,\nἀνδρὶ παρʼ ἀκλήρῳ, ᾧ μὴ βίοτος πολὺς εἴη,\nἢ πᾶσιν νεκύεσσι καταφθιμένοισιν ἀνάσσειν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τοῦ παιδὸς ἀγαυοῦ μῦθον ἐνίσπες,\nἢ ἕπετʼ ἐς πόλεμον πρόμος ἔμμεναι, ἦε καὶ οὐκί.\nεἰπὲ δέ μοι Πηλῆος ἀμύμονος, εἴ τι πέπυσσαι,\nἢ ἔτʼ ἔχει τιμὴν πολέσιν μετὰ Μυρμιδόνεσσιν,\nἦ μιν ἀτιμάζουσιν ἀνʼ Ἑλλάδα τε Φθίην τε,\nοὕνεκά μιν κατὰ γῆρας ἔχει χεῖράς τε πόδας τε.\nοὐ γὰρ ἐγὼν ἐπαρωγὸς ὑπʼ αὐγὰς ἠελίοιο,\nτοῖος ἐών, οἷός ποτʼ ἐνὶ Τροίῃ εὐρείῃ\nπέφνον λαὸν ἄριστον, ἀμύνων Ἀργείοισιν·\nεἰ τοιόσδʼ ἔλθοιμι μίνυνθά περ ἐς πατέρος δῶ·\nτῷ κέ τεῳ στύξαιμι μένος καὶ χεῖρας ἀάπτους,\nοἳ κεῖνον βιόωνται ἐέργουσίν τʼ ἀπὸ τιμῆς.",
    "en": "“‘Say not a word,’ he answered, ‘in death’s favour; I would rather be a paid servant in a poor man’s house and be above ground than king of kings among the dead. But give me news about my son; is he gone to the wars and will he be a great soldier, or is this not so? Tell me also if you have heard anything about my father Peleus, does he still rule among the Myrmidons, or do they show him no respect throughout Hellas and Phthia now that he is old and his limbs fail him? Could I but stand by his side, in the light of day, with the same strength that I had when I killed the bravest of our foes upon the plain of Troy, could I but be as I then was and go even for a short time to my father’s house, any one who tried to do him violence or supersede him would soon rue it.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.504–521",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nἦ τοι μὲν Πηλῆος ἀμύμονος οὔ τι πέπυσμαι,\nαὐτάρ τοι παιδός γε Νεοπτολέμοιο φίλοιο\nπᾶσαν ἀληθείην μυθήσομαι, ὥς με κελεύεις·\nαὐτὸς γάρ μιν ἐγὼ κοίλης ἐπὶ νηὸς ἐίσης\nἤγαγον ἐκ Σκύρου μετʼ ἐυκνήμιδας Ἀχαιούς.\nἦ τοι ὅτʼ ἀμφὶ πόλιν Τροίην φραζοίμεθα βουλάς,\nαἰεὶ πρῶτος ἔβαζε καὶ οὐχ ἡμάρτανε μύθων·\nΝέστωρ ἀντίθεος καὶ ἐγὼ νικάσκομεν οἴω.\nαὐτὰρ ὅτʼ ἐν πεδίῳ Τρώων μαρναίμεθα χαλκῷ,\nοὔ ποτʼ ἐνὶ πληθυῖ μένεν ἀνδρῶν οὐδʼ ἐν ὁμίλῳ,\nἀλλὰ πολὺ προθέεσκε τὸ ὃν μένος οὐδενὶ εἴκων,\nπολλοὺς δʼ ἄνδρας ἔπεφνεν ἐν αἰνῇ δηιοτῆτι.\nπάντας δʼ οὐκ ἂν ἐγὼ μυθήσομαι οὐδʼ ὀνομήνω,\nὅσσον λαὸν ἔπεφνεν ἀμύνων Ἀργείοισιν,\nἀλλʼ οἷον τὸν Τηλεφίδην κατενήρατο χαλκῷ,\nἥρωʼ Εὐρύπυλον, πολλοὶ δʼ ἀμφʼ αὐτὸν ἑταῖροι\nΚήτειοι κτείνοντο γυναίων εἵνεκα δώρων.",
    "en": "“‘I have heard nothing,’ I answered, ‘of Peleus, but I can tell you all about your son Neoptolemus, for I took him in my own ship from Scyros with the Achaeans. In our councils of war before Troy he was always first to speak, and his judgement was unerring. Nestor and I were the only two who could surpass him; and when it came to fighting on the plain of Troy, he would never remain with the body of his men, but would dash on far in front, foremost of them all in valour. Many a man did he kill in battle, I cannot name every single one of those whom he slew while fighting on the side of the Argives, but will only say how he killed that valiant hero Eurypylus son of Telephus, who was the handsomest man I ever saw except Memnon; many others also of the Ceteians fell around him by reason of a woman’s bribes."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.522–537",
    "orig": "κεῖνον δὴ κάλλιστον ἴδον μετὰ Μέμνονα δῖον.\nαὐτὰρ ὅτʼ εἰς ἵππον κατεβαίνομεν, ὃν κάμʼ Ἐπειός,\nἈργείων οἱ ἄριστοι, ἐμοὶ δʼ ἐπὶ πάντα τέταλτο,\nἠμὲν ἀνακλῖναι πυκινὸν λόχον ἠδʼ ἐπιθεῖναι,\nἔνθʼ ἄλλοι Δαναῶν ἡγήτορες ἠδὲ μέδοντες\nδάκρυά τʼ ὠμόργνυντο τρέμον θʼ ὑπὸ γυῖα ἑκάστου·\nκεῖνον δʼ οὔ ποτε πάμπαν ἐγὼν ἴδον ὀφθαλμοῖσιν\nοὔτʼ ὠχρήσαντα χρόα κάλλιμον οὔτε παρειῶν\nδάκρυ ὀμορξάμενον· ὁ δέ γε μάλα πόλλʼ ἱκέτευεν\nἱππόθεν ἐξέμεναι, ξίφεος δʼ ἐπεμαίετο κώπην\nκαὶ δόρυ χαλκοβαρές, κακὰ δὲ Τρώεσσι μενοίνα.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ Πριάμοιο πόλιν διεπέρσαμεν αἰπήν,\nμοῖραν καὶ γέρας ἐσθλὸν ἔχων ἐπὶ νηὸς ἔβαινεν\nἀσκηθής, οὔτʼ ἂρ βεβλημένος ὀξέι χαλκῷ\nοὔτʼ αὐτοσχεδίην οὐτασμένος, οἷά τε πολλὰ\nγίγνεται ἐν πολέμῳ· ἐπιμὶξ δέ τε μαίνεται Ἄρης.",
    "en": "Moreover, when all the bravest of the Argives went inside the horse that Epeus had made, and it was left to me to settle when we should either open the door of our ambuscade, or close it, though all the other leaders and chief men among the Danaans were drying their eyes and quaking in every limb, I never once saw him turn pale nor wipe a tear from his cheek; he was all the time urging me to break out from the horse, grasping the handle of his sword and his bronze-shod spear, and breathing fury against the foe. Yet when we had sacked the city of Priam he got his handsome share of the prize money and went on board (such is the fortune of war) without a wound upon him, neither from a thrown spear nor in close combat, for the rage of Mars is a matter of great chance.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.538–551",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, ψυχὴ δὲ ποδώκεος Αἰακίδαο\nφοίτα μακρὰ βιβᾶσα κατʼ ἀσφοδελὸν λειμῶνα,\nγηθοσύνη ὅ οἱ υἱὸν ἔφην ἀριδείκετον εἶναι.\nαἱ δʼ ἄλλαι ψυχαὶ νεκύων κατατεθνηώτων\nἕστασαν ἀχνύμεναι, εἴροντο δὲ κήδεʼ ἑκάστη.\nοἴη δʼ Αἴαντος ψυχὴ Τελαμωνιάδαο\nνόσφιν ἀφεστήκει, κεχολωμένη εἵνεκα νίκης,\nτήν μιν ἐγὼ νίκησα δικαζόμενος παρὰ νηυσὶ\nτεύχεσιν ἀμφʼ Ἀχιλῆος· ἔθηκε δὲ πότνια μήτηρ.\nπαῖδες δὲ Τρώων δίκασαν καὶ Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη.\nὡς δὴ μὴ ὄφελον νικᾶν τοιῷδʼ ἐπʼ ἀέθλῳ·\nτοίην γὰρ κεφαλὴν ἕνεκʼ αὐτῶν γαῖα κατέσχεν,\nΑἴανθʼ, ὃς πέρι μὲν εἶδος, πέρι δʼ ἔργα τέτυκτο\nτῶν ἄλλων Δαναῶν μετʼ ἀμύμονα Πηλεΐωνα.",
    "en": "“When I had told him this, the ghost of Achilles strode off across a meadow full of asphodel, exulting over what I had said concerning the prowess of his son.\n“The ghosts of other dead men stood near me and told me each his own melancholy tale; but that of Ajax son of Telamon alone held aloof, still angry with me for having won the cause in our dispute about the armour of Achilles. Thetis had offered it as a prize, but the Trojan prisoners and Minerva were the judges. Would that I had never gained the day in such a contest, for it cost the life of Ajax, who was foremost of all the Danaans after the son of Peleus, alike in stature and prowess."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.552–571",
    "orig": "τὸν μὲν ἐγὼν ἐπέεσσι προσηύδων μειλιχίοισιν·\nΑἶαν, παῖ Τελαμῶνος ἀμύμονος, οὐκ ἄρʼ ἔμελλες\nοὐδὲ θανὼν λήσεσθαι ἐμοὶ χόλου εἵνεκα τευχέων\nοὐλομένων; τὰ δὲ πῆμα θεοὶ θέσαν Ἀργείοισι,\nτοῖος γάρ σφιν πύργος ἀπώλεο· σεῖο δʼ Ἀχαιοὶ\nἶσον Ἀχιλλῆος κεφαλῇ Πηληϊάδαο\nἀχνύμεθα φθιμένοιο διαμπερές· οὐδέ τις ἄλλος\nαἴτιος, ἀλλὰ Ζεὺς Δαναῶν στρατὸν αἰχμητάων\nἐκπάγλως ἤχθηρε, τεῒν δʼ ἐπὶ μοῖραν ἔθηκεν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε δεῦρο, ἄναξ, ἵνʼ ἔπος καὶ μῦθον ἀκούσῃς\nἡμέτερον· δάμασον δὲ μένος καὶ ἀγήνορα θυμόν.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δέ μʼ οὐδὲν ἀμείβετο, βῆ δὲ μετʼ ἄλλας\nψυχὰς εἰς Ἔρεβος νεκύων κατατεθνηώτων.\nἔνθα χʼ ὅμως προσέφη κεχολωμένος, ἤ κεν ἐγὼ τόν·\nἀλλά μοι ἤθελε θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι φίλοισι\nτῶν ἄλλων ψυχὰς ἰδέειν κατατεθνηώτων.\nἔνθʼ ἦ τοι Μίνωα ἴδον, Διὸς ἀγλαὸν υἱόν,\nχρύσεον σκῆπτρον ἔχοντα, θεμιστεύοντα νέκυσσιν,\nἥμενον, οἱ δέ μιν ἀμφὶ δίκας εἴροντο ἄνακτα,\nἥμενοι ἑσταότες τε κατʼ εὐρυπυλὲς Ἄϊδος δῶ.",
    "en": "“When I saw him I tried to pacify him and said, ‘Ajax, will you not forget and forgive even in death, but must the judgement about that hateful armour still rankle with you? It cost us Argives dear enough to lose such a tower of strength as you were to us. We mourned you as much as we mourned Achilles son of Peleus himself, nor can the blame be laid on anything but on the spite which Jove bore against the Danaans, for it was this that made him counsel your destruction, come hither, therefore, bring your proud spirit into subjection, and hear what I can tell you.’\n“He would not answer, but turned away to Erebus and to the other ghosts; nevertheless, I should have made him talk to me in spite of his being so angry, or I should have gone on talking to him, only that there were still others among the dead whom I desired to see.\n“Then I saw Minos son of Jove with his golden sceptre in his hand sitting in judgement on the dead, and the ghosts were gathered sitting and standing round him in the spacious house of Hades, to learn his sentences upon them."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.572–592",
    "orig": "τὸν δὲ μετʼ Ὠρίωνα πελώριον εἰσενόησα\nθῆρας ὁμοῦ εἰλεῦντα κατʼ ἀσφοδελὸν λειμῶνα,\nτοὺς αὐτὸς κατέπεφνεν ἐν οἰοπόλοισιν ὄρεσσι\nχερσὶν ἔχων ῥόπαλον παγχάλκεον, αἰὲν ἀαγές.\nκαὶ Τιτυὸν εἶδον, Γαίης ἐρικυδέος υἱόν,\nκείμενον ἐν δαπέδῳ· ὁ δʼ ἐπʼ ἐννέα κεῖτο πέλεθρα,\nγῦπε δέ μιν ἑκάτερθε παρημένω ἧπαρ ἔκειρον,\nδέρτρον ἔσω δύνοντες, ὁ δʼ οὐκ ἀπαμύνετο χερσί·\nΛητὼ γὰρ ἕλκησε, Διὸς κυδρὴν παράκοιτιν,\nΠυθώδʼ ἐρχομένην διὰ καλλιχόρου Πανοπῆος.\nκαὶ μὴν Τάνταλον εἰσεῖδον κρατέρʼ ἄλγεʼ ἔχοντα\nἑστεῶτʼ ἐν λίμνῃ· ἡ δὲ προσέπλαζε γενείῳ·\nστεῦτο δὲ διψάων, πιέειν δʼ οὐκ εἶχεν ἑλέσθαι·\nὁσσάκι γὰρ κύψειʼ ὁ γέρων πιέειν μενεαίνων,\nτοσσάχʼ ὕδωρ ἀπολέσκετʼ ἀναβροχέν, ἀμφὶ δὲ ποσσὶ\nγαῖα μέλαινα φάνεσκε, καταζήνασκε δὲ δαίμων.\nδένδρεα δʼ ὑψιπέτηλα κατὰ κρῆθεν χέε καρπόν,\nὄγχναι καὶ ῥοιαὶ καὶ μηλέαι ἀγλαόκαρποι\nσυκέαι τε γλυκεραὶ καὶ ἐλαῖαι τηλεθόωσαι·\nτῶν ὁπότʼ ἰθύσειʼ ὁ γέρων ἐπὶ χερσὶ μάσασθαι,\nτὰς δʼ ἄνεμος ῥίπτασκε ποτὶ νέφεα σκιόεντα.",
    "en": "“After him I saw huge Orion in a meadow full of asphodel driving the ghosts of the wild beasts that he had killed upon the mountains, and he had a great bronze club in his hand, unbreakable for ever and ever.\n“And I saw Tityus son of Gaia stretched upon the plain and covering some nine acres of ground. Two vultures on either side of him were digging their beaks into his liver, and he kept on trying to beat them off with his hands, but could not; for he had violated Jove’s mistress Leto as she was going through Panopeus on her way to Pytho.\n“I saw also the dreadful fate of Tantalus, who stood in a lake that reached his chin; he was dying to quench his thirst, but could never reach the water, for whenever the poor creature stooped to drink, it dried up and vanished, so that there was nothing but dry ground, parched by the spite of heaven. There were tall trees, moreover, that shed their fruit over his head, pears, pomegranates, apples, sweet figs and juicy olives, but whenever the poor creature stretched out his hand to take some, the wind tossed the branches back again to the clouds."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.593–608",
    "orig": "καὶ μὴν Σίσυφον εἰσεῖδον κρατέρʼ ἄλγεʼ ἔχοντα\nλᾶαν βαστάζοντα πελώριον ἀμφοτέρῃσιν.\nἦ τοι ὁ μὲν σκηριπτόμενος χερσίν τε ποσίν τε\nλᾶαν ἄνω ὤθεσκε ποτὶ λόφον· ἀλλʼ ὅτε μέλλοι\nἄκρον ὑπερβαλέειν, τότʼ ἀποστρέψασκε κραταιίς·\nαὖτις ἔπειτα πέδονδε κυλίνδετο λᾶας ἀναιδής.\nαὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ ἂψ ὤσασκε τιταινόμενος, κατὰ δʼ ἱδρὼς\nἔρρεεν ἐκ μελέων, κονίη δʼ ἐκ κρατὸς ὀρώρει.\nτὸν δὲ μετʼ εἰσενόησα βίην Ἡρακληείην,\nεἴδωλον· αὐτὸς δὲ μετʼ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσι\nτέρπεται ἐν θαλίῃς καὶ ἔχει καλλίσφυρον Ἥβην,\nπαῖδα Διὸς μεγάλοιο καὶ Ἥρης χρυσοπεδίλου.\nἀμφὶ δέ μιν κλαγγὴ νεκύων ἦν οἰωνῶν ὥς,\nπάντοσʼ ἀτυζομένων· ὁ δʼ ἐρεμνῇ νυκτὶ ἐοικώς,\nγυμνὸν τόξον ἔχων καὶ ἐπὶ νευρῆφιν ὀιστόν,\nδεινὸν παπταίνων, αἰεὶ βαλέοντι ἐοικώς.",
    "en": "“And I saw Sisyphus at his endless task raising his prodigious stone with both his hands. With hands and feet he tried to roll it up to the top of the hill, but always, just before he could roll it over on to the other side, its weight would be too much for him, and the pitiless stone would come thundering down again on to the plain. Then he would begin trying to push it up hill again, and the sweat ran off him and the steam rose after him.\n“After him I saw mighty Hercules, but it was his phantom only, for he is feasting ever with the immortal gods, and has lovely Hebe to wife, who is daughter of Jove and Juno. The ghosts were screaming round him like scared birds flying all whithers. He looked black as night with his bare bow in his hands and his arrow on the string, glaring around as though ever on the point of taking aim."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.609–626",
    "orig": "σμερδαλέος δέ οἱ ἀμφὶ περὶ στήθεσσιν ἀορτὴρ\nχρύσεος ἦν τελαμών, ἵνα θέσκελα ἔργα τέτυκτο,\nἄρκτοι τʼ ἀγρότεροί τε σύες χαροποί τε λέοντες,\nὑσμῖναί τε μάχαι τε φόνοι τʼ ἀνδροκτασίαι τε.\nμὴ τεχνησάμενος μηδʼ ἄλλο τι τεχνήσαιτο,\nὃς κεῖνον τελαμῶνα ἑῇ ἐγκάτθετο τέχνῃ.\nἔγνω δʼ αὖτʼ ἔμʼ ἐκεῖνος, ἐπεὶ ἴδεν ὀφθαλμοῖσιν,\nκαί μʼ ὀλοφυρόμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nἆ δείλʼ, ἦ τινὰ καὶ σὺ κακὸν μόρον ἡγηλάζεις,\nὅν περ ἐγὼν ὀχέεσκον ὑπʼ αὐγὰς ἠελίοιο.\nΖηνὸς μὲν πάϊς ἦα Κρονίονος, αὐτὰρ ὀιζὺν\nεἶχον ἀπειρεσίην· μάλα γὰρ πολὺ χείρονι φωτὶ\nδεδμήμην, ὁ δέ μοι χαλεποὺς ἐπετέλλετʼ ἀέθλους.\nκαί ποτέ μʼ ἐνθάδʼ ἔπεμψε κύνʼ ἄξοντʼ· οὐ γὰρ ἔτʼ ἄλλον\nφράζετο τοῦδέ γέ μοι κρατερώτερον εἶναι ἄεθλον·\nτὸν μὲν ἐγὼν ἀνένεικα καὶ ἤγαγον ἐξ Ἀίδαο·\nἙρμείας δέ μʼ ἔπεμψεν ἰδὲ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.",
    "en": "About his breast there was a wondrous golden belt adorned in the most marvellous fashion with bears, wild boars, and lions with gleaming eyes; there was also war, battle, and death. The man who made that belt, do what he might, would never be able to make another like it. Hercules knew me at once when he saw me, and spoke piteously, saying, ‘My poor Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, are you too leading the same sorry kind of life that I did when I was above ground? I was son of Jove, but I went through an infinity of suffering, for I became bondsman to one who was far beneath me, a low fellow who set me all manner of labours. He once sent me here to fetch the hell-hound, for he did not think he could find anything harder for me than this, but I got the hound out of Hades and brought him to him, for Mercury and Minerva helped me.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 11.627–640",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ὁ μὲν αὖτις ἔβη δόμον Ἄϊδος εἴσω,\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν αὐτοῦ μένον ἔμπεδον, εἴ τις ἔτʼ ἔλθοι\nἀνδρῶν ἡρώων, οἳ δὴ τὸ πρόσθεν ὄλοντο.\nκαί νύ κʼ ἔτι προτέρους ἴδον ἀνέρας, οὓς ἔθελόν περ,\nΘησέα Πειρίθοόν τε, θεῶν ἐρικυδέα τέκνα·\nἀλλὰ πρὶν ἐπὶ ἔθνεʼ ἀγείρετο μυρία νεκρῶν\nἠχῇ θεσπεσίῃ· ἐμὲ δὲ χλωρὸν δέος ᾕρει,\nμή μοι Γοργείην κεφαλὴν δεινοῖο πελώρου\nἐξ Ἀίδεω πέμψειεν ἀγαυὴ Περσεφόνεια.\nαὐτίκʼ ἔπειτʼ ἐπὶ νῆα κιὼν ἐκέλευον ἑταίρους\nαὐτούς τʼ ἀμβαίνειν ἀνά τε πρυμνήσια λῦσαι.\nοἱ δʼ αἶψʼ εἴσβαινον καὶ ἐπὶ κληῖσι καθῖζον.\nτὴν δὲ κατʼ Ὠκεανὸν ποταμὸν φέρε κῦμα ῥόοιο,\nπρῶτα μὲν εἰρεσίῃ, μετέπειτα δὲ κάλλιμος οὖρος.",
    "en": "“On this Hercules went down again into the house of Hades, but I stayed where I was in case some other of the mighty dead should come to me. And I should have seen still other of them that are gone before, whom I would fain have seen, Theseus and Pirithous, glorious children of the gods, but so many thousands of ghosts came round me and uttered such appalling cries, that I was panic stricken lest Proserpine should send up from the house of Hades the head of that awful monster Gorgon. On this I hastened back to my ship and ordered my men to go on board at once and loose the hawsers; so they embarked and took their places, whereon the ship went down the stream of the river Oceanus. We had to row at first, but presently a fair wind sprang up."
   }
  ],
  "12": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.1–15",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ ποταμοῖο λίπεν ῥόον Ὠκεανοῖο\nνηῦς, ἀπὸ δʼ ἵκετο κῦμα θαλάσσης εὐρυπόροιο\nνῆσόν τʼ Αἰαίην, ὅθι τʼ Ἠοῦς ἠριγενείης\nοἰκία καὶ χοροί εἰσι καὶ ἀντολαὶ Ἠελίοιο,\nνῆα μὲν ἔνθʼ ἐλθόντες ἐκέλσαμεν ἐν ψαμάθοισιν,\nἐκ δὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ βῆμεν ἐπὶ ῥηγμῖνι θαλάσσης·\nἔνθα δʼ ἀποβρίξαντες ἐμείναμεν Ἠῶ δῖαν.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nδὴ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἑτάρους προΐειν ἐς δώματα Κίρκης\nοἰσέμεναι νεκρόν, Ἐλπήνορα τεθνηῶτα.\nφιτροὺς δʼ αἶψα ταμόντες, ὅθʼ ἀκροτάτη πρόεχʼ ἀκτή,\nθάπτομεν ἀχνύμενοι θαλερὸν κατὰ δάκρυ χέοντες.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ νεκρός τʼ ἐκάη καὶ τεύχεα νεκροῦ,\nτύμβον χεύαντες καὶ ἐπὶ στήλην ἐρύσαντες\nπήξαμεν ἀκροτάτῳ τύμβῳ ἐυῆρες ἐρετμόν.",
    "en": "“After we were clear of the river Oceanus, and had got out into the open sea, we went on till we reached the Aeaean island where there is dawn and sun-rise as in other places. We then drew our ship on to the sands and got out of her on to the shore, where we went to sleep and waited till day should break.\n“Then, when the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, I sent some men to Circe’s house to fetch the body of Elpenor. We cut firewood from a wood where the headland jutted out into the sea, and after we had wept over him and lamented him we performed his funeral rites. When his body and armour had been burned to ashes, we raised a cairn, set a stone over it, and at the top of the cairn we fixed the oar that he had been used to row with."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.16–27",
    "orig": "ἡμεῖς μὲν τὰ ἕκαστα διείπομεν· οὐδʼ ἄρα Κίρκην\nἐξ Ἀίδεω ἐλθόντες ἐλήθομεν, ἀλλὰ μάλʼ ὦκα\nἦλθʼ ἐντυναμένη· ἅμα δʼ ἀμφίπολοι φέρον αὐτῇ\nσῖτον καὶ κρέα πολλὰ καὶ αἴθοπα οἶνον ἐρυθρόν.\nἡ δʼ ἐν μέσσῳ στᾶσα μετηύδα δῖα θεάων·\nσχέτλιοι, οἳ ζώοντες ὑπήλθετε δῶμʼ Ἀίδαο,\nδισθανέες, ὅτε τʼ ἄλλοι ἅπαξ θνῄσκουσʼ ἄνθρωποι.\nἀλλʼ ἄγετʼ ἐσθίετε βρώμην καὶ πίνετε οἶνον\nαὖθι πανημέριοι· ἅμα δʼ ἠοῖ φαινομένηφι\nπλεύσεσθʼ· αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ δείξω ὁδὸν ἠδὲ ἕκαστα\nσημανέω, ἵνα μή τι κακορραφίῃ ἀλεγεινῇ\nἢ ἁλὸς ἢ ἐπὶ γῆς ἀλγήσετε πῆμα παθόντες.",
    "en": "“While we were doing all this, Circe, who knew that we had got back from the house of Hades, dressed herself and came to us as fast as she could; and her maid servants came with her bringing us bread, meat, and wine. Then she stood in the midst of us and said, ‘You have done a bold thing in going down alive to the house of Hades, and you will have died twice, to other people’s once; now, then, stay here for the rest of the day, feast your fill, and go on with your voyage at daybreak tomorrow morning. In the meantime I will tell Ulysses about your course, and will explain everything to him so as to prevent your suffering from misadventure either by land or sea.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.28–40",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, ἡμῖν δʼ αὖτʼ ἐπεπείθετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.\nὣς τότε μὲν πρόπαν ἦμαρ ἐς ἠέλιον καταδύντα\nἥμεθα δαινύμενοι κρέα τʼ ἄσπετα καὶ μέθυ ἡδύ·\nἦμος δʼ ἠέλιος κατέδυ καὶ ἐπὶ κνέφας ἦλθεν,\nοἱ μὲν κοιμήσαντο παρὰ πρυμνήσια νηός,\nἡ δʼ ἐμὲ χειρὸς ἑλοῦσα φίλων ἀπονόσφιν ἑταίρων\nεἷσέ τε καὶ προσέλεκτο καὶ ἐξερέεινεν ἕκαστα·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ τῇ πάντα κατὰ μοῖραν κατέλεξα.\nκαὶ τότε δή μʼ ἐπέεσσι προσηύδα πότνια Κίρκη·\nταῦτα μὲν οὕτω πάντα πεπείρανται, σὺ δʼ ἄκουσον,\nὥς τοι ἐγὼν ἐρέω, μνήσει δέ σε καὶ θεὸς αὐτός.\nΣειρῆνας μὲν πρῶτον ἀφίξεαι, αἵ ῥά τε πάντας\nἀνθρώπους θέλγουσιν, ὅτις σφεας εἰσαφίκηται.",
    "en": "“We agreed to do as she had said, and feasted through the livelong day to the going down of the sun, but when the sun had set and it came on dark, the men laid themselves down to sleep by the stern cables of the ship. Then Circe took me by the hand and bade me be seated away from the others, while she reclined by my side and asked me all about our adventures.\n“‘So far so good,’ said she, when I had ended my story, ‘and now pay attention to what I am about to tell you, heaven itself, indeed, will recall it to your recollection."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.41–54",
    "orig": "ὅς τις ἀιδρείῃ πελάσῃ καὶ φθόγγον ἀκούσῃ\nΣειρήνων, τῷ δʼ οὔ τι γυνὴ καὶ νήπια τέκνα\nοἴκαδε νοστήσαντι παρίσταται οὐδὲ γάνυνται,\nἀλλά τε Σειρῆνες λιγυρῇ θέλγουσιν ἀοιδῇ\nἥμεναι ἐν λειμῶνι, πολὺς δʼ ἀμφʼ ὀστεόφιν θὶς\nἀνδρῶν πυθομένων, περὶ δὲ ῥινοὶ μινύθουσι.\nἀλλὰ παρεξελάαν, ἐπὶ δʼ οὔατʼ ἀλεῖψαι ἑταίρων\nκηρὸν δεψήσας μελιηδέα, μή τις ἀκούσῃ\nτῶν ἄλλων· ἀτὰρ αὐτὸς ἀκουέμεν αἴ κʼ ἐθέλῃσθα,\nδησάντων σʼ ἐν νηὶ θοῇ χεῖράς τε πόδας τε\nὀρθὸν ἐν ἱστοπέδῃ, ἐκ δʼ αὐτοῦ πείρατʼ ἀνήφθω,\nὄφρα κε τερπόμενος ὄπʼ ἀκούσῃς Σειρήνοιιν.\nεἰ δέ κε λίσσηαι ἑτάρους λῦσαί τε κελεύῃς,\nοἱ δέ σʼ ἔτι πλεόνεσσι τότʼ ἐν δεσμοῖσι διδέντων.",
    "en": "First you will come to the Sirens who enchant all who come near them. If any one unwarily draws in too close and hears the singing of the Sirens, his wife and children will never welcome him home again, for they sit in a green field and warble him to death with the sweetness of their song. There is a great heap of dead men’s bones lying all around, with the flesh still rotting off them. Therefore pass these Sirens by, and stop your men’s ears with wax that none of them may hear; but if you like you can listen yourself, for you may get the men to bind you as you stand upright on a cross piece half way up the mast, and they must lash the rope’s ends to the mast itself, that you may have the pleasure of listening. If you beg and pray the men to unloose you, then they must bind you faster."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.55–72",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐπὴν δὴ τάς γε παρὲξ ἐλάσωσιν ἑταῖροι,\nἔνθα τοι οὐκέτʼ ἔπειτα διηνεκέως ἀγορεύσω,\nὁπποτέρη δή τοι ὁδὸς ἔσσεται, ἀλλὰ καὶ αὐτὸς\nθυμῷ βουλεύειν· ἐρέω δέ τοι ἀμφοτέρωθεν.\nἔνθεν μὲν γὰρ πέτραι ἐπηρεφέες, προτὶ δʼ αὐτὰς\nκῦμα μέγα ῥοχθεῖ κυανώπιδος Ἀμφιτρίτης·\nΠλαγκτὰς δή τοι τάς γε θεοὶ μάκαρες καλέουσι.\nτῇ μέν τʼ οὐδὲ ποτητὰ παρέρχεται οὐδὲ πέλειαι\nτρήρωνες, ταί τʼ ἀμβροσίην Διὶ πατρὶ φέρουσιν,\nἀλλά τε καὶ τῶν αἰὲν ἀφαιρεῖται λὶς πέτρη·\nἀλλʼ ἄλλην ἐνίησι πατὴρ ἐναρίθμιον εἶναι.\nτῇ δʼ οὔ πώ τις νηῦς φύγεν ἀνδρῶν, ἥ τις ἵκηται,\nἀλλά θʼ ὁμοῦ πίνακάς τε νεῶν καὶ σώματα φωτῶν\nκύμαθʼ ἁλὸς φορέουσι πυρός τʼ ὀλοοῖο θύελλαι.\nοἴη δὴ κείνη γε παρέπλω ποντοπόρος νηῦς,\nἈργὼ πᾶσι μέλουσα, παρʼ Αἰήταο πλέουσα.\nκαὶ νύ κε τὴν ἔνθʼ ὦκα βάλεν μεγάλας ποτὶ πέτρας,\nἀλλʼ Ἥρη παρέπεμψεν, ἐπεὶ φίλος ἦεν Ἰήσων.",
    "en": "“‘When your crew have taken you past these Sirens, I cannot give you coherent directions as to which of two courses you are to take; I will lay the two alternatives before you, and you must consider them for yourself. On the one hand there are some overhanging rocks against which the deep blue waves of Amphitrite beat with terrific fury; the blessed gods call these rocks the Wanderers. Here not even a bird may pass, no, not even the timid doves that bring ambrosia to Father Jove, but the sheer rock always carries off one of them, and Father Jove has to send another to make up their number; no ship that ever yet came to these rocks has got away again, but the waves and whirlwinds of fire are freighted with wreckage and with the bodies of dead men. The only vessel that ever sailed and got through, was the famous Argo on her way from the house of Aetes, and she too would have gone against these great rocks, only that Juno piloted her past them for the love she bore to Jason."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.73–92",
    "orig": "οἱ δὲ δύω σκόπελοι ὁ μὲν οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἱκάνει\nὀξείῃ κορυφῇ, νεφέλη δέ μιν ἀμφιβέβηκε\nκυανέη· τὸ μὲν οὔ ποτʼ ἐρωεῖ, οὐδέ ποτʼ αἴθρη\nκείνου ἔχει κορυφὴν οὔτʼ ἐν θέρει οὔτʼ ἐν ὀπώρῃ.\nοὐδέ κεν ἀμβαίη βροτὸς ἀνὴρ οὐδʼ ἐπιβαίη,\nοὐδʼ εἴ οἱ χεῖρές τε ἐείκοσι καὶ πόδες εἶεν·\nπέτρη γὰρ λίς ἐστι, περιξεστῇ ἐικυῖα.\nμέσσῳ δʼ ἐν σκοπέλῳ ἔστι σπέος ἠεροειδές,\nπρὸς ζόφον εἰς Ἔρεβος τετραμμένον, ᾗ περ ἂν ὑμεῖς\nνῆα παρὰ γλαφυρὴν ἰθύνετε, φαίδιμʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ.\nοὐδέ κεν ἐκ νηὸς γλαφυρῆς αἰζήιος ἀνὴρ\nτόξῳ ὀιστεύσας κοῖλον σπέος εἰσαφίκοιτο.\nἔνθα δʼ ἐνὶ Σκύλλη ναίει δεινὸν λελακυῖα.\nτῆς ἦ τοι φωνὴ μὲν ὅση σκύλακος νεογιλῆς\nγίγνεται, αὐτὴ δʼ αὖτε πέλωρ κακόν· οὐδέ κέ τίς μιν\nγηθήσειεν ἰδών, οὐδʼ εἰ θεὸς ἀντιάσειεν.\nτῆς ἦ τοι πόδες εἰσὶ δυώδεκα πάντες ἄωροι,\nἓξ δέ τέ οἱ δειραὶ περιμήκεες, ἐν δὲ ἑκάστῃ\nσμερδαλέη κεφαλή, ἐν δὲ τρίστοιχοι ὀδόντες\nπυκνοὶ καὶ θαμέες, πλεῖοι μέλανος θανάτοιο.",
    "en": "“‘Of these two rocks the one reaches heaven and its peak is lost in a dark cloud. This never leaves it, so that the top is never clear not even in summer and early autumn. No man though he had twenty hands and twenty feet could get a foothold on it and climb it, for it runs sheer up, as smooth as though it had been polished. In the middle of it there is a large cavern, looking West and turned towards Erebus; you must take your ship this way, but the cave is so high up that not even the stoutest archer could send an arrow into it. Inside it Scylla sits and yelps with a voice that you might take to be that of a young hound, but in truth she is a dreadful monster and no one, not even a god, could face her without being terror-struck. She has twelve mis-shapen feet, and six necks of the most prodigious length; and at the end of each neck she has a frightful head with three rows of teeth in each, all set very close together, so that they would crunch any one to death in a moment, and she sits deep within her shady cell thrusting out her heads and peering all round the rock, fishing for dolphins or dogfish or any larger monster that she can catch, of the thousands with which Amphitrite teems."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.93–110",
    "orig": "μέσση μέν τε κατὰ σπείους κοίλοιο δέδυκεν,\nἔξω δʼ ἐξίσχει κεφαλὰς δεινοῖο βερέθρου,\nαὐτοῦ δʼ ἰχθυάᾳ, σκόπελον περιμαιμώωσα,\nδελφῖνάς τε κύνας τε, καὶ εἴ ποθι μεῖζον ἕλῃσι\nκῆτος, ἃ μυρία βόσκει ἀγάστονος Ἀμφιτρίτη.\nτῇ δʼ οὔ πώ ποτε ναῦται ἀκήριοι εὐχετόωνται\nπαρφυγέειν σὺν νηί· φέρει δέ τε κρατὶ ἑκάστῳ\nφῶτʼ ἐξαρπάξασα νεὸς κυανοπρῴροιο.\nτὸν δʼ ἕτερον σκόπελον χθαμαλώτερον ὄψει, Ὀδυσσεῦ.\nπλησίον ἀλλήλων· καί κεν διοϊστεύσειας.\nτῷ δʼ ἐν ἐρινεὸς ἔστι μέγας, φύλλοισι τεθηλώς·\nτῷ δʼ ὑπὸ δῖα Χάρυβδις ἀναρροιβδεῖ μέλαν ὕδωρ.\nτρὶς μὲν γάρ τʼ ἀνίησιν ἐπʼ ἤματι, τρὶς δʼ ἀναροιβδεῖ\nδεινόν· μὴ σύ γε κεῖθι τύχοις, ὅτε ῥοιβδήσειεν·\nοὐ γάρ κεν ῥύσαιτό σʼ ὑπὲκ κακοῦ οὐδʼ ἐνοσίχθων.\nἀλλὰ μάλα Σκύλλης σκοπέλῳ πεπλημένος ὦκα\nνῆα παρὲξ ἐλάαν, ἐπεὶ ἦ πολὺ φέρτερόν ἐστιν\nἓξ ἑτάρους ἐν νηὶ ποθήμεναι ἢ ἅμα πάντας.",
    "en": "No ship ever yet got past her without losing some men, for she shoots out all her heads at once, and carries off a man in each mouth.\n“‘You will find the other rock lie lower, but they are so close together that there is not more than a bow-shot between them. [A large fig tree in full leaf grows upon it], and under it lies the sucking whirlpool of Charybdis. Three times in the day does she vomit forth her waters, and three times she sucks them down again; see that you be not there when she is sucking, for if you are, Neptune himself could not save you; you must hug the Scylla side and drive ship by as fast as you can, for you had better lose six men than your whole crew.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.111–126",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐγώ μιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπον·\nεἰ δʼ ἄγε δή μοι τοῦτο, θεά, νημερτὲς ἐνίσπες,\nεἴ πως τὴν ὀλοὴν μὲν ὑπεκπροφύγοιμι Χάρυβδιν,\nτὴν δέ κʼ ἀμυναίμην, ὅτε μοι σίνοιτό γʼ ἑταίρους.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ἡ δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο δῖα θεάων·\nσχέτλιε, καὶ δὴ αὖ τοι πολεμήια ἔργα μέμηλε\nκαὶ πόνος· οὐδὲ θεοῖσιν ὑπείξεαι ἀθανάτοισιν;\nἡ δέ τοι οὐ θνητή, ἀλλʼ ἀθάνατον κακόν ἐστι,\nδεινόν τʼ ἀργαλέον τε καὶ ἄγριον οὐδὲ μαχητόν·\nοὐδέ τις ἔστʼ ἀλκή· φυγέειν κάρτιστον ἀπʼ αὐτῆς.\nἢν γὰρ δηθύνῃσθα κορυσσόμενος παρὰ πέτρῃ,\nδείδω, μή σʼ ἐξαῦτις ἐφορμηθεῖσα κίχῃσι\nτόσσῃσιν κεφαλῇσι, τόσους δʼ ἐκ φῶτας ἕληται.\nἀλλὰ μάλα σφοδρῶς ἐλάαν, βωστρεῖν δὲ Κράταιιν,\nμητέρα τῆς Σκύλλης, ἥ μιν τέκε πῆμα βροτοῖσιν·\nἥ μιν ἔπειτʼ ἀποπαύσει ἐς ὕστερον ὁρμηθῆναι.",
    "en": "“‘Is there no way,’ said I, ‘of escaping Charybdis, and at the same time keeping Scylla off when she is trying to harm my men?’\n“‘You dare devil,’ replied the goddess, ‘you are always wanting to fight somebody or something; you will not let yourself be beaten even by the immortals. For Scylla is not mortal; moreover she is savage, extreme, rude, cruel and invincible. There is no help for it; your best chance will be to get by her as fast as ever you can, for if you dawdle about her rock while you are putting on your armour, she may catch you with a second cast of her six heads, and snap up another half dozen of your men; so drive your ship past her at full speed, and roar out lustily to Crataiis who is Scylla’s dam, bad luck to her; she will then stop her from making a second raid upon you.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.127–141",
    "orig": "Θρινακίην δʼ ἐς νῆσον ἀφίξεαι· ἔνθα δὲ πολλαὶ\nβόσκοντʼ Ἠελίοιο βόες καὶ ἴφια μῆλα,\nἑπτὰ βοῶν ἀγέλαι, τόσα δʼ οἰῶν πώεα καλά,\nπεντήκοντα δʼ ἕκαστα. γόνος δʼ οὐ γίγνεται αὐτῶν,\nοὐδέ ποτε φθινύθουσι. θεαὶ δʼ ἐπιποιμένες εἰσίν,\nνύμφαι ἐυπλόκαμοι, Φαέθουσά τε Λαμπετίη τε,\nἃς τέκεν Ἠελίῳ Ὑπερίονι δῖα Νέαιρα.\nτὰς μὲν ἄρα θρέψασα τεκοῦσά τε πότνια μήτηρ\nΘρινακίην ἐς νῆσον ἀπῴκισε τηλόθι ναίειν,\nμῆλα φυλασσέμεναι πατρώια καὶ ἕλικας βοῦς.\nτὰς εἰ μέν κʼ ἀσινέας ἐάᾳς νόστου τε μέδηαι,\nἦ τʼ ἂν ἔτʼ εἰς Ἰθάκην κακά περ πάσχοντες ἵκοισθε·\nεἰ δέ κε σίνηαι, τότε τοι τεκμαίρομʼ ὄλεθρον,\nνηί τε καὶ ἑτάροις· αὐτὸς δʼ εἴ πέρ κεν ἀλύξῃς,\nὀψὲ κακῶς νεῖαι, ὀλέσας ἄπο πάντας ἑταίρους.",
    "en": "“‘You will now come to the Thrinacian island, and here you will see many herds of cattle and flocks of sheep belonging to the sun-god, seven herds of cattle and seven flocks of sheep, with fifty head in each flock. They do not breed, nor do they become fewer in number, and they are tended by the goddesses Phaethusa and Lampetie, who are children of the sun-god Hyperion by Neaera. Their mother when she had borne them and had done suckling them sent them to the Thrinacian island, which was a long way off, to live there and look after their father’s flocks and herds. If you leave these flocks unharmed, and think of nothing but getting home, you may yet after much hardship reach Ithaca; but if you harm them, then I forewarn you of the destruction both of your ship and of your comrades; and even though you may yourself escape, you will return late, in bad plight, after losing all your men.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.142–152",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτίκα δὲ χρυσόθρονος ἤλυθεν Ἠώς.\nἡ μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἀνὰ νῆσον ἀπέστιχε δῖα θεάων·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ἐπὶ νῆα κιὼν ὤτρυνον ἑταίρους\nαὐτούς τʼ ἀμβαίνειν ἀνά τε πρυμνήσια λῦσαι·\nοἱ δʼ αἶψʼ εἴσβαινον καὶ ἐπὶ κληῖσι καθῖζον.\nἑξῆς δʼ ἑζόμενοι πολιὴν ἅλα τύπτον ἐρετμοῖς.\nἡμῖν δʼ αὖ κατόπισθε νεὸς κυανοπρῴροιο\nἴκμενον οὖρον ἵει πλησίστιον, ἐσθλὸν ἑταῖρον,\nΚίρκη ἐυπλόκαμος, δεινὴ θεὸς αὐδήεσσα.\nαὐτίκα δʼ ὅπλα ἕκαστα πονησάμενοι κατὰ νῆα\nἥμεθα· τὴν δʼ ἄνεμός τε κυβερνήτης τʼ ἴθυνε.",
    "en": "“Here she ended, and dawn enthroned in gold began to show in heaven, whereon she returned inland. I then went on board and told my men to loose the ship from her moorings; so they at once got into her, took their places, and began to smite the grey sea with their oars. Presently the great and cunning goddess Circe befriended us with a fair wind that blew dead aft, and staid steadily with us, keeping our sails well filled, so we did whatever wanted doing to the ship’s gear, and let her go as wind and helmsman headed her."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.153–164",
    "orig": "δὴ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἑτάροισι μετηύδων ἀχνύμενος κῆρ·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐ γὰρ χρὴ ἕνα ἴδμεναι οὐδὲ δύʼ οἴους\nθέσφαθʼ ἅ μοι Κίρκη μυθήσατο, δῖα θεάων·\nἀλλʼ ἐρέω μὲν ἐγών, ἵνα εἰδότες ἤ κε θάνωμεν\nἤ κεν ἀλευάμενοι θάνατον καὶ κῆρα φύγοιμεν.\nΣειρήνων μὲν πρῶτον ἀνώγει θεσπεσιάων\nφθόγγον ἀλεύασθαι καὶ λειμῶνʼ ἀνθεμόεντα.\nοἶον ἔμʼ ἠνώγει ὄπʼ ἀκουέμεν· ἀλλά με δεσμῷ\nδήσατʼ ἐν ἀργαλέῳ, ὄφρʼ ἔμπεδον αὐτόθι μίμνω,\nὀρθὸν ἐν ἱστοπέδῃ, ἐκ δʼ αὐτοῦ πείρατʼ ἀνήφθω.\nεἰ δέ κε λίσσωμαι ὑμέας λῦσαί τε κελεύω,\nὑμεῖς δὲ πλεόνεσσι τότʼ ἐν δεσμοῖσι πιέζειν.",
    "en": "“Then, being much troubled in mind, I said to my men, ‘My friends, it is not right that one or two of us alone should know the prophecies that Circe has made me, I will therefore tell you about them, so that whether we live or die we may do so with our eyes open. First she said we were to keep clear of the Sirens, who sit and sing most beautifully in a field of flowers; but she said I might hear them myself so long as no one else did. Therefore, take me and bind me to the crosspiece half way up the mast; bind me as I stand upright, with a bond so fast that I cannot possibly break away, and lash the rope’s ends to the mast itself. If I beg and pray you to set me free, then bind me more tightly still.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.165–183",
    "orig": "ἦ τοι ἐγὼ τὰ ἕκαστα λέγων ἑτάροισι πίφαυσκον·\nτόφρα δὲ καρπαλίμως ἐξίκετο νηῦς ἐυεργὴς\nνῆσον Σειρήνοιιν· ἔπειγε γὰρ οὖρος ἀπήμων.\nαὐτίκʼ ἔπειτʼ ἄνεμος μὲν ἐπαύσατο ἠδὲ γαλήνη\nἔπλετο νηνεμίη, κοίμησε δὲ κύματα δαίμων.\nἀνστάντες δʼ ἕταροι νεὸς ἱστία μηρύσαντο\nκαὶ τὰ μὲν ἐν νηὶ γλαφυρῇ θέσαν, οἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ἐρετμὰ\nἑζόμενοι λεύκαινον ὕδωρ ξεστῇς ἐλάτῃσιν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ κηροῖο μέγαν τροχὸν ὀξέι χαλκῷ\nτυτθὰ διατμήξας χερσὶ στιβαρῇσι πίεζον·\nαἶψα δʼ ἰαίνετο κηρός, ἐπεὶ κέλετο μεγάλη ἲς\nἨελίου τʼ αὐγὴ Ὑπεριονίδαο ἄνακτος·\nἑξείης δʼ ἑτάροισιν ἐπʼ οὔατα πᾶσιν ἄλειψα.\nοἱ δʼ ἐν νηί μʼ ἔδησαν ὁμοῦ χεῖράς τε πόδας τε\nὀρθὸν ἐν ἱστοπέδῃ, ἐκ δʼ αὐτοῦ πείρατʼ ἀνῆπτον·\nαὐτοὶ δʼ ἑζόμενοι πολιὴν ἅλα τύπτον ἐρετμοῖς.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε τόσσον ἀπῆμεν ὅσον τε γέγωνε βοήσας,\nῥίμφα διώκοντες, τὰς δʼ οὐ λάθεν ὠκύαλος νηῦς\nἐγγύθεν ὀρνυμένη, λιγυρὴν δʼ ἔντυνον ἀοιδήν·",
    "en": "“I had hardly finished telling everything to the men before we reached the island of the two Sirens, for the wind had been very favourable. Then all of a sudden it fell dead calm; there was not a breath of wind nor a ripple upon the water, so the men furled the sails and stowed them; then taking to their oars they whitened the water with the foam they raised in rowing. Meanwhile I look a large wheel of wax and cut it up small with my sword. Then I kneaded the wax in my strong hands till it became soft, which it soon did between the kneading and the rays of the sun-god son of Hyperion. Then I stopped the ears of all my men, and they bound me hands and feet to the mast as I stood upright on the cross piece; but they went on rowing themselves. When we had got within earshot of the land, and the ship was going at a good rate, the Sirens saw that we were getting in shore and began with their singing."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.184–200",
    "orig": "δεῦρʼ ἄγʼ ἰών, πολύαινʼ Ὀδυσεῦ, μέγα κῦδος Ἀχαιῶν,\nνῆα κατάστησον, ἵνα νωιτέρην ὄπ ἀκούσῃς.\nοὐ γάρ πώ τις τῇδε παρήλασε νηὶ μελαίνῃ,\nπρίν γʼ ἡμέων μελίγηρυν ἀπὸ στομάτων ὄπʼ ἀκοῦσαι,\nἀλλʼ ὅ γε τερψάμενος νεῖται καὶ πλείονα εἰδώς.\nἴδμεν γάρ τοι πάνθʼ ὅσʼ ἐνὶ Τροίῃ εὐρείῃ\nἈργεῖοι Τρῶές τε θεῶν ἰότητι μόγησαν,\nἴδμεν δʼ, ὅσσα γένηται ἐπὶ χθονὶ πουλυβοτείρῃ.\nὣς φάσαν ἱεῖσαι ὄπα κάλλιμον· αὐτὰρ ἐμὸν κῆρ\nἤθελʼ ἀκουέμεναι, λῦσαί τʼ ἐκέλευον ἑταίρους\nὀφρύσι νευστάζων· οἱ δὲ προπεσόντες ἔρεσσον.\nαὐτίκα δʼ ἀνστάντες Περιμήδης Εὐρύλοχός τε\nπλείοσί μʼ ἐν δεσμοῖσι δέον μᾶλλόν τε πίεζον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ τάς γε παρήλασαν, οὐδʼ ἔτʼ ἔπειτα\nφθογγῆς Σειρήνων ἠκούομεν οὐδέ τʼ ἀοιδῆς,\nαἶψʼ ἀπὸ κηρὸν ἕλοντο ἐμοὶ ἐρίηρες ἑταῖροι,\nὅν σφιν ἐπʼ ὠσὶν ἄλειψʼ, ἐμέ τʼ ἐκ δεσμῶν ἀνέλυσαν.",
    "en": "“‘Come here,’ they sang, ‘renowned Ulysses, honour to the Achaean name, and listen to our two voices. No one ever sailed past us without staying to hear the enchanting sweetness of our song, and he who listens will go on his way not only charmed, but wiser, for we know all the ills that the gods laid upon the Argives and Trojans before Troy, and can tell you everything that is going to happen over the whole world.’\n“They sang these words most musically, and as I longed to hear them further I made signs by frowning to my men that they should set me free; but they quickened their stroke, and Eurylochus and Perimedes bound me with still stronger bonds till we had got out of hearing of the Sirens’ voices. Then my men took the wax from their ears and unbound me."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.201–221",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τὴν νῆσον ἐλείπομεν, αὐτίκʼ ἔπειτα\nκαπνὸν καὶ μέγα κῦμα ἴδον καὶ δοῦπον ἄκουσα.\nτῶν δʼ ἄρα δεισάντων ἐκ χειρῶν ἔπτατʼ ἐρετμά,\nβόμβησαν δʼ ἄρα πάντα κατὰ ῥόον· ἔσχετο δʼ αὐτοῦ\nνηῦς, ἐπεὶ οὐκέτʼ ἐρετμὰ προήκεα χερσὶν ἔπειγον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ διὰ νηὸς ἰὼν ὤτρυνον ἑταίρους\nμειλιχίοις ἐπέεσσι παρασταδὸν ἄνδρα ἕκαστον·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐ γάρ πώ τι κακῶν ἀδαήμονές εἰμεν·\nοὐ μὲν δὴ τόδε μεῖζον ἕπει κακόν, ἢ ὅτε Κύκλωψ\nεἴλει ἐνὶ σπῆι γλαφυρῷ κρατερῆφι βίηφιν·\nἀλλὰ καὶ ἔνθεν ἐμῇ ἀρετῇ, βουλῇ τε νόῳ τε,\nἐκφύγομεν, καί που τῶνδε μνήσεσθαι ὀίω.\nνῦν δʼ ἄγεθʼ, ὡς ἂν ἐγὼ εἴπω, πειθώμεθα πάντες.\nὑμεῖς μὲν κώπῃσιν ἁλὸς ῥηγμῖνα βαθεῖαν\nτύπτετε κληίδεσσιν ἐφήμενοι, αἴ κέ ποθι Ζεὺς\nδώῃ τόνδε γʼ ὄλεθρον ὑπεκφυγέειν καὶ ἀλύξαι·\nσοὶ δέ, κυβερνῆθʼ, ὧδʼ ἐπιτέλλομαι· ἀλλʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nβάλλευ, ἐπεὶ νηὸς γλαφυρῆς οἰήια νωμᾷς.\nτούτου μὲν καπνοῦ καὶ κύματος ἐκτὸς ἔεργε\nνῆα, σὺ δὲ σκοπέλου ἐπιμαίεο, μή σε λάθῃσι\nκεῖσʼ ἐξορμήσασα καὶ ἐς κακὸν ἄμμε βάλῃσθα.",
    "en": "“Immediately after we had got past the island I saw a great wave from which spray was rising, and I heard a loud roaring sound. The men were so frightened that they loosed hold of their oars, for the whole sea resounded with the rushing of the waters, but the ship stayed where it was, for the men had left off rowing. I went round, therefore, and exhorted them man by man not to lose heart.\n“‘My friends,’ said I, ‘this is not the first time that we have been in danger, and we are in nothing like so bad a case as when the Cyclops shut us up in his cave; nevertheless, my courage and wise counsel saved us then, and we shall live to look back on all this as well. Now, therefore, let us all do as I say, trust in Jove and row on with might and main. As for you, coxswain, these are your orders; attend to them, for the ship is in your hands; turn her head away from these steaming rapids and hug the rock, or she will give you the slip and be over yonder before you know where you are, and you will be the death of us.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.222–239",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, οἱ δʼ ὦκα ἐμοῖς ἐπέεσσι πίθοντο.\nΣκύλλην δʼ οὐκέτʼ ἐμυθεόμην, ἄπρηκτον ἀνίην,\nμή πώς μοι δείσαντες ἀπολλήξειαν ἑταῖροι\nεἰρεσίης, ἐντὸς δὲ πυκάζοιεν σφέας αὐτούς.\nκαὶ τότε δὴ Κίρκης μὲν ἐφημοσύνης ἀλεγεινῆς\nλανθανόμην, ἐπεὶ οὔ τί μʼ ἀνώγει θωρήσσεσθαι·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ καταδὺς κλυτὰ τεύχεα καὶ δύο δοῦρε\nμάκρʼ ἐν χερσὶν ἑλὼν εἰς ἴκρια νηὸς ἔβαινον\nπρῴρης· ἔνθεν γάρ μιν ἐδέγμην πρῶτα φανεῖσθαι\nΣκύλλην πετραίην, ἥ μοι φέρε πῆμʼ ἑτάροισιν.\nοὐδέ πῃ ἀθρῆσαι δυνάμην, ἔκαμον δέ μοι ὄσσε\nπάντῃ παπταίνοντι πρὸς ἠεροειδέα πέτρην.\nἡμεῖς μὲν στεινωπὸν ἀνεπλέομεν γοόωντες·\nἔνθεν μὲν Σκύλλη, ἑτέρωθι δὲ δῖα Χάρυβδις\nδεινὸν ἀνερροίβδησε θαλάσσης ἁλμυρὸν ὕδωρ.\nἦ τοι ὅτʼ ἐξεμέσειε, λέβης ὣς ἐν πυρὶ πολλῷ\nπᾶσʼ ἀναμορμύρεσκε κυκωμένη, ὑψόσε δʼ ἄχνη\nἄκροισι σκοπέλοισιν ἐπʼ ἀμφοτέροισιν ἔπιπτεν·",
    "en": "“So they did as I told them; but I said nothing about the awful monster Scylla, for I knew the men would not go on rowing if I did, but would huddle together in the hold. In one thing only did I disobey Circe’s strict instructions, I put on my armour. Then seizing two strong spears I took my stand on the ship’s bows, for it was there that I expected first to see the monster of the rock, who was to do my men so much harm; but I could not make her out anywhere, though I strained my eyes with looking the gloomy rock all over and over.\n“Then we entered the Straits in great fear of mind, for on the one hand was Scylla, and on the other dread Charybdis kept sucking up the salt water. As she vomited it up, it was like the water in a cauldron when it is boiling over upon a great fire, and the spray reached the top of the rocks on either side."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.240–259",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ὅτʼ ἀναβρόξειε θαλάσσης ἁλμυρὸν ὕδωρ,\nπᾶσʼ ἔντοσθε φάνεσκε κυκωμένη, ἀμφὶ δὲ πέτρη\nδεινὸν ἐβεβρύχει, ὑπένερθε δὲ γαῖα φάνεσκε\nψάμμῳ κυανέη· τοὺς δὲ χλωρὸν δέος ᾕρει.\nἡμεῖς μὲν πρὸς τὴν ἴδομεν δείσαντες ὄλεθρον·\nτόφρα δέ μοι Σκύλλη γλαφυρῆς ἐκ νηὸς ἑταίρους\nἓξ ἕλεθʼ, οἳ χερσίν τε βίηφί τε φέρτατοι ἦσαν.\nσκεψάμενος δʼ ἐς νῆα θοὴν ἅμα καὶ μεθʼ ἑταίρους\nἤδη τῶν ἐνόησα πόδας καὶ χεῖρας ὕπερθεν\nὑψόσʼ ἀειρομένων· ἐμὲ δὲ φθέγγοντο καλεῦντες\nἐξονομακλήδην, τότε γʼ ὕστατον, ἀχνύμενοι κῆρ.\nὡς δʼ ὅτʼ ἐπὶ προβόλῳ ἁλιεὺς περιμήκεϊ ῥάβδῳ\nἰχθύσι τοῖς ὀλίγοισι δόλον κατὰ εἴδατα βάλλων\nἐς πόντον προΐησι βοὸς κέρας ἀγραύλοιο,\nἀσπαίροντα δʼ ἔπειτα λαβὼν ἔρριψε θύραζε,\nὣς οἵ γʼ ἀσπαίροντες ἀείροντο προτὶ πέτρας·\nαὐτοῦ δʼ εἰνὶ θύρῃσι κατήσθιε κεκληγῶτας\nχεῖρας ἐμοὶ ὀρέγοντας ἐν αἰνῇ δηιοτῆτι·\nοἴκτιστον δὴ κεῖνο ἐμοῖς ἴδον ὀφθαλμοῖσι\nπάντων, ὅσσʼ ἐμόγησα πόρους ἁλὸς ἐξερεείνων.",
    "en": "When she began to suck again, we could see the water all inside whirling round and round, and it made a deafening sound as it broke against the rocks. We could see the bottom of the whirlpool all black with sand and mud, and the men were at their wits ends for fear. While we were taken up with this, and were expecting each moment to be our last, Scylla pounced down suddenly upon us and snatched up my six best men. I was looking at once after both ship and men, and in a moment I saw their hands and feet ever so high above me, struggling in the air as Scylla was carrying them off, and I heard them call out my name in one last despairing cry. As a fisherman, seated, spear in hand, upon some jutting rock throws bait into the water to deceive the poor little fishes, and spears them with the ox’s horn with which his spear is shod, throwing them gasping on to the land as he catches them one by one, even so did Scylla land these panting creatures on her rock and munch them up at the mouth of her den, while they screamed and stretched out their hands to me in their mortal agony. This was the most sickening sight that I saw throughout all my voyages."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.260–276",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πέτρας φύγομεν δεινήν τε Χάρυβδιν\nΣκύλλην τʼ, αὐτίκʼ ἔπειτα θεοῦ ἐς ἀμύμονα νῆσον\nἱκόμεθʼ· ἔνθα δʼ ἔσαν καλαὶ βόες εὐρυμέτωποι,\nπολλὰ δὲ ἴφια μῆλʼ Ὑπερίονος Ἠελίοιο.\nδὴ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἔτι πόντῳ ἐὼν ἐν νηὶ μελαίνῃ\nμυκηθμοῦ τʼ ἤκουσα βοῶν αὐλιζομενάων\nοἰῶν τε βληχήν· καί μοι ἔπος ἔμπεσε θυμῷ\nμάντηος ἀλαοῦ, Θηβαίου Τειρεσίαο,\nΚίρκης τʼ Αἰαίης, ἥ μοι μάλα πόλλʼ ἐπέτελλε\nνῆσον ἀλεύασθαι τερψιμβρότου Ἠελίοιο.\nδὴ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἑτάροισι μετηύδων ἀχνύμενος κῆρ·\nκέκλυτέ μευ μύθων κακά περ πάσχοντες ἑταῖροι,\nὄφρʼ ὑμῖν εἴπω μαντήια Τειρεσίαο\nΚίρκης τʼ Αἰαίης, ἥ μοι μάλα πόλλʼ ἐπέτελλε\nνῆσον ἀλεύασθαι τερψιμβρότου Ἠελίοιο·\nἔνθα γὰρ αἰνότατον κακὸν ἔμμεναι ἄμμιν ἔφασκεν.\nἀλλὰ παρὲξ τὴν νῆσον ἐλαύνετε νῆα μέλαιναν.",
    "en": "“When we had passed the [Wandering] rocks, with Scylla and terrible Charybdis, we reached the noble island of the sun-god, where were the goodly cattle and sheep belonging to the sun Hyperion. While still at sea in my ship I could bear the cattle lowing as they came home to the yards, and the sheep bleating. Then I remembered what the blind Theban prophet Teiresias had told me, and how carefully Aeaean Circe had warned me to shun the island of the blessed sun-god. So being much troubled I said to the men, ‘My men, I know you are hard pressed, but listen while I tell you the prophecy that Teiresias made me, and how carefully Aeaean Circe warned me to shun the island of the blessed sun-god, for it was here, she said, that our worst danger would lie. Head the ship, therefore, away from the island.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.277–293",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, τοῖσιν δὲ κατεκλάσθη φίλον ἦτορ.\nαὐτίκα δʼ Εὐρύλοχος στυγερῷ μʼ ἠμείβετο μύθῳ·\nσχέτλιός εἰς, Ὀδυσεῦ· περί τοι μένος, οὐδέ τι γυῖα\nκάμνεις· ἦ ῥά νυ σοί γε σιδήρεα πάντα τέτυκται,\nὅς ῥʼ ἑτάρους καμάτῳ ἁδηκότας ἠδὲ καὶ ὕπνῳ\nοὐκ ἐάᾳς γαίης ἐπιβήμεναι, ἔνθα κεν αὖτε\nνήσῳ ἐν ἀμφιρύτῃ λαρὸν τετυκοίμεθα δόρπον,\nἀλλʼ αὔτως διὰ νύκτα θοὴν ἀλάλησθαι ἄνωγας\nνήσου ἀποπλαγχθέντας ἐν ἠεροειδέι πόντῳ.\nἐκ νυκτῶν δʼ ἄνεμοι χαλεποί, δηλήματα νηῶν,\nγίγνονται· πῇ κέν τις ὑπεκφύγοι αἰπὺν ὄλεθρον,\nἤν πως ἐξαπίνης ἔλθῃ ἀνέμοιο θύελλα,\nἢ Νότου ἢ Ζεφύροιο δυσαέος, οἵ τε μάλιστα\nνῆα διαρραίουσι θεῶν ἀέκητι ἀνάκτων.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι νῦν μὲν πειθώμεθα νυκτὶ μελαίνῃ\nδόρπον θʼ ὁπλισόμεσθα θοῇ παρὰ νηὶ μένοντες,\nἠῶθεν δʼ ἀναβάντες ἐνήσομεν εὐρέι πόντῳ.",
    "en": "“The men were in despair at this, and Eurylochus at once gave me an insolent answer. ‘Ulysses,’ said he, ‘you are cruel; you are very strong yourself and never get worn out; you seem to be made of iron, and now, though your men are exhausted with toil and want of sleep, you will not let them land and cook themselves a good supper upon this island, but bid them put out to sea and go faring fruitlessly on through the watches of the flying night. It is by night that the winds blow hardest and do so much damage; how can we escape should one of those sudden squalls spring up from South West or West, which so often wreck a vessel when our lords the gods are unpropitious? Now, therefore, let us obey the behests of night and prepare our supper here hard by the ship; to-morrow morning we will go on board again and put out to sea.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.294–311",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ Εὐρύλοχος, ἐπὶ δʼ ᾔνεον ἄλλοι ἑταῖροι.\nκαὶ τότε δὴ γίγνωσκον ὃ δὴ κακὰ μήδετο δαίμων,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδων·\nΕὐρύλοχʼ, ἦ μάλα δή με βιάζετε μοῦνον ἐόντα.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν μοι πάντες ὀμόσσατε καρτερὸν ὅρκον·\nεἴ κέ τινʼ ἠὲ βοῶν ἀγέλην ἢ πῶυ μέγʼ οἰῶν\nεὕρωμεν, μή πού τις ἀτασθαλίῃσι κακῇσιν\nἢ βοῦν ἠέ τι μῆλον ἀποκτάνῃ· ἀλλὰ ἕκηλοι\nἐσθίετε βρώμην, τὴν ἀθανάτη πόρε Κίρκη.\nὣς ἐφάμην, οἱ δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀπώμνυον, ὡς ἐκέλευον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ὄμοσάν τε τελεύτησάν τε τὸν ὅρκον,\nστήσαμεν ἐν λιμένι γλαφυρῷ ἐυεργέα νῆα\nἄγχʼ ὕδατος γλυκεροῖο, καὶ ἐξαπέβησαν ἑταῖροι\nνηός, ἔπειτα δὲ δόρπον ἐπισταμένως τετύκοντο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nμνησάμενοι δὴ ἔπειτα φίλους ἔκλαιον ἑταίρους,\nοὓς ἔφαγε Σκύλλη γλαφυρῆς ἐκ νηὸς ἑλοῦσα·\nκλαιόντεσσι δὲ τοῖσιν ἐπήλυθε νήδυμος ὕπνος.",
    "en": "“Thus spoke Eurylochus, and the men approved his words. I saw that heaven meant us a mischief and said, ‘You force me to yield, for you are many against one, but at any rate each one of you must take his solemn oath that if he meet with a herd of cattle or a large flock of sheep, he will not be so mad as to kill a single head of either, but will be satisfied with the food that Circe has given us.’\n“They all swore as I bade them, and when they had completed their oath we made the ship fast in a harbour that was near a stream of fresh water, and the men went ashore and cooked their suppers. As soon as they had had enough to eat and drink, they began talking about their poor comrades whom Scylla had snatched up and eaten; this set them weeping and they went on crying till they fell off into a sound sleep."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.312–324",
    "orig": "ἦμος δὲ τρίχα νυκτὸς ἔην, μετὰ δʼ ἄστρα βεβήκει,\nὦρσεν ἔπι ζαῆν ἄνεμον νεφεληγερέτα Ζεὺς\nλαίλαπι θεσπεσίῃ, σὺν δὲ νεφέεσσι κάλυψε\nγαῖαν ὁμοῦ καὶ πόντον· ὀρώρει δʼ οὐρανόθεν νύξ.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nνῆα μὲν ὡρμίσαμεν κοῖλον σπέος εἰσερύσαντες.\nἔνθα δʼ ἔσαν νυμφέων καλοὶ χοροὶ ἠδὲ θόωκοι·\nκαὶ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἀγορὴν θέμενος μετὰ μῦθον ἔειπον·\nὦ φίλοι, ἐν γὰρ νηὶ θοῇ βρῶσίς τε πόσις τε\nἔστιν, τῶν δὲ βοῶν ἀπεχώμεθα, μή τι πάθωμεν·\nδεινοῦ γὰρ θεοῦ αἵδε βόες καὶ ἴφια μῆλα,\nἨελίου, ὃς πάντʼ ἐφορᾷ καὶ πάντʼ ἐπακούει.\nὣς ἐφάμην, τοῖσιν δʼ ἐπεπείθετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.",
    "en": "“In the third watch of the night when the stars had shifted their places, Jove raised a great gale of wind that flew a hurricane so that land and sea were covered with thick clouds, and night sprang forth out of the heavens. When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, we brought the ship to land and drew her into a cave wherein the sea-nymphs hold their courts and dances, and I called the men together in council.\n“‘My friends,’ said I, ‘we have meat and drink in the ship, let us mind, therefore, and not touch the cattle, or we shall suffer for it; for these cattle and sheep belong to the mighty sun, who sees and gives ear to everything.’ And again they promised that they would obey."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.325–338",
    "orig": "μῆνα δὲ πάντʼ ἄλληκτος ἄη Νότος, οὐδέ τις ἄλλος\nγίγνετʼ ἔπειτʼ ἀνέμων εἰ μὴ Εὖρός τε Νότος τε.\nοἱ δʼ ἧος μὲν σῖτον ἔχον καὶ οἶνον ἐρυθρόν,\nτόφρα βοῶν ἀπέχοντο λιλαιόμενοι βιότοιο.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ νηὸς ἐξέφθιτο ἤια πάντα,\nκαὶ δὴ ἄγρην ἐφέπεσκον ἀλητεύοντες ἀνάγκῃ,\nἰχθῦς ὄρνιθάς τε, φίλας ὅ τι χεῖρας ἵκοιτο,\nγναμπτοῖς ἀγκίστροισιν, ἔτειρε δὲ γαστέρα λιμός·\nδὴ τότʼ ἐγὼν ἀνὰ νῆσον ἀπέστιχον, ὄφρα θεοῖσιν\nεὐξαίμην, εἴ τίς μοι ὁδὸν φήνειε νέεσθαι.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ διὰ νήσου ἰὼν ἤλυξα ἑταίρους,\nχεῖρας νιψάμενος, ὅθʼ ἐπὶ σκέπας ἦν ἀνέμοιο,\nἠρώμην πάντεσσι θεοῖς οἳ Ὄλυμπον ἔχουσιν·\nοἱ δʼ ἄρα μοι γλυκὺν ὕπνον ἐπὶ βλεφάροισιν ἔχευαν.",
    "en": "“For a whole month the wind blew steadily from the South, and there was no other wind, but only South and East. As long as corn and wine held out the men did not touch the cattle when they were hungry; when, however, they had eaten all there was in the ship, they were forced to go further afield, with hook and line, catching birds, and taking whatever they could lay their hands on; for they were starving. One day, therefore, I went up inland that I might pray heaven to show me some means of getting away. When I had gone far enough to be clear of all my men, and had found a place that was well sheltered from the wind, I washed my hands and prayed to all the gods in Olympus till by and by they sent me off into a sweet sleep."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.339–351",
    "orig": "Εὐρύλοχος δʼ ἑτάροισι κακῆς ἐξήρχετο βουλῆς·\nκέκλυτέ μευ μύθων κακά περ πάσχοντες ἑταῖροι.\nπάντες μὲν στυγεροὶ θάνατοι δειλοῖσι βροτοῖσι,\nλιμῷ δʼ οἴκτιστον θανέειν καὶ πότμον ἐπισπεῖν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγετʼ, Ἠελίοιο βοῶν ἐλάσαντες ἀρίστας\nῥέξομεν ἀθανάτοισι, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν.\nεἰ δέ κεν εἰς Ἰθάκην ἀφικοίμεθα, πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nαἶψά κεν Ἠελίῳ Ὑπερίονι πίονα νηὸν\nτεύξομεν, ἐν δέ κε θεῖμεν ἀγάλματα πολλὰ καὶ ἐσθλά.\nεἰ δὲ χολωσάμενός τι βοῶν ὀρθοκραιράων\nνῆʼ ἐθέλῃ ὀλέσαι, ἐπὶ δʼ ἕσπωνται θεοὶ ἄλλοι,\nβούλομʼ ἅπαξ πρὸς κῦμα χανὼν ἀπὸ θυμὸν ὀλέσσαι,\nἢ δηθὰ στρεύγεσθαι ἐὼν ἐν νήσῳ ἐρήμῃ.",
    "en": "“Meanwhile Eurylochus had been giving evil counsel to the men, ‘Listen to me,’ said he, ‘my poor comrades. All deaths are bad enough but there is none so bad as famine. Why should not we drive in the best of these cows and offer them in sacrifice to the immortal gods? If we ever get back to Ithaca, we can build a fine temple to the sun-god and enrich it with every kind of ornament; if, however, he is determined to sink our ship out of revenge for these horned cattle, and the other gods are of the same mind, I for one would rather drink salt water once for all and have done with it, than be starved to death by inches in such a desert island as this is.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.352–365",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ Εὐρύλοχος, ἐπὶ δʼ ᾔνεον ἄλλοι ἑταῖροι.\nαὐτίκα δʼ Ἠελίοιο βοῶν ἐλάσαντες ἀρίστας\nἐγγύθεν, οὐ γὰρ τῆλε νεὸς κυανοπρῴροιο\nβοσκέσκονθʼ ἕλικες καλαὶ βόες εὐρυμέτωποι·\nτὰς δὲ περίστησάν τε καὶ εὐχετόωντο θεοῖσιν,\nφύλλα δρεψάμενοι τέρενα δρυὸς ὑψικόμοιο·\nοὐ γὰρ ἔχον κρῖ λευκὸν ἐυσσέλμου ἐπὶ νηός.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ εὔξαντο καὶ ἔσφαξαν καὶ ἔδειραν,\nμηρούς τʼ ἐξέταμον κατά τε κνίσῃ ἐκάλυψαν\nδίπτυχα ποιήσαντες, ἐπʼ αὐτῶν δʼ ὠμοθέτησαν.\nοὐδʼ εἶχον μέθυ λεῖψαι ἐπʼ αἰθομένοις ἱεροῖσιν,\nἀλλʼ ὕδατι σπένδοντες ἐπώπτων ἔγκατα πάντα.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ κατὰ μῆρʼ ἐκάη καὶ σπλάγχνα πάσαντο,\nμίστυλλόν τʼ ἄρα τἆλλα καὶ ἀμφʼ ὀβελοῖσιν ἔπειραν.",
    "en": "“Thus spoke Eurylochus, and the men approved his words. Now the cattle, so fair and goodly, were feeding not far from the ship; the men, therefore, drove in the best of them, and they all stood round them saying their prayers, and using young oak-shoots instead of barley-meal, for there was no barley left. When they had done praying they killed the cows and dressed their carcasses; they cut out the thigh bones, wrapped them round in two layers of fat, and set some pieces of raw meat on top of them. They had no wine with which to make drink-offerings over the sacrifice while it was cooking, so they kept pouring on a little water from time to time while the inward meats were being grilled; then, when the thigh bones were burned and they had tasted the inward meats, they cut the rest up small and put the pieces upon the spits."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.366–383",
    "orig": "καὶ τότε μοι βλεφάρων ἐξέσσυτο νήδυμος ὕπνος,\nβῆν δʼ ἰέναι ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν καὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ σχεδὸν ἦα κιὼν νεὸς ἀμφιελίσσης,\nκαὶ τότε με κνίσης ἀμφήλυθεν ἡδὺς ἀυτμή.\nοἰμώξας δὲ θεοῖσι μέγʼ ἀθανάτοισι γεγώνευν·\nΖεῦ πάτερ ἠδʼ ἄλλοι μάκαρες θεοὶ αἰὲν ἐόντες,\nἦ με μάλʼ εἰς ἄτην κοιμήσατε νηλέι ὕπνῳ.\nοἱ δʼ ἕταροι μέγα ἔργον ἐμητίσαντο μένοντες.\nὠκέα δʼ Ἠελίῳ Ὑπερίονι ἄγγελος ἦλθε\nΛαμπετίη τανύπεπλος, ὅ οἱ βόας ἔκταμεν ἡμεῖς.\nαὐτίκα δʼ ἀθανάτοισι μετηύδα χωόμενος κῆρ·\nΖεῦ πάτερ ἠδʼ ἄλλοι μάκαρες θεοὶ αἰὲν ἐόντες,\nτῖσαι δὴ ἑτάρους Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος,\nοἵ μευ βοῦς ἔκτειναν ὑπέρβιον, ᾗσιν ἐγώ γε\nχαίρεσκον μὲν ἰὼν εἰς οὐρανὸν ἀστερόεντα,\nἠδʼ ὁπότʼ ἂψ ἐπὶ γαῖαν ἀπʼ οὐρανόθεν προτραποίμην.\nεἰ δέ μοι οὐ τίσουσι βοῶν ἐπιεικέʼ ἀμοιβήν,\nδύσομαι εἰς Ἀίδαο καὶ ἐν νεκύεσσι φαείνω.",
    "en": "“By this time my deep sleep had left me, and I turned back to the ship and to the sea shore. As I drew near I began to smell hot roast meat, so I groaned out a prayer to the immortal gods. ‘Father Jove,’ I exclaimed, ‘and all you other gods who live in everlasting bliss, you have done me a cruel mischief by the sleep into which you have sent me; see what fine work these men of mine have been making in my absence.’\n“Meanwhile Lampetie went straight off to the sun and told him we had been killing his cows, whereon he flew into a great rage, and said to the immortals, ‘Father Jove, and all you other gods who live in everlasting bliss, I must have vengeance on the crew of Ulysses’ ship: they have had the insolence to kill my cows, which were the one thing I loved to look upon, whether I was going up heaven or down again. If they do not square accounts with me about my cows, I will go down to Hades and shine there among the dead.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.384–396",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη νεφεληγερέτα Ζεύς·\nἨέλιʼ, ἦ τοι μὲν σὺ μετʼ ἀθανάτοισι φάεινε\nκαὶ θνητοῖσι βροτοῖσιν ἐπὶ ζείδωρον ἄρουραν·\nτῶν δέ κʼ ἐγὼ τάχα νῆα θοὴν ἀργῆτι κεραυνῷ\nτυτθὰ βαλὼν κεάσαιμι μέσῳ ἐνὶ οἴνοπι πόντῳ.\nταῦτα δʼ ἐγὼν ἤκουσα Καλυψοῦς ἠυκόμοιο·\nἡ δʼ ἔφη Ἑρμείαο διακτόρου αὐτὴ ἀκοῦσαι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἐπὶ νῆα κατήλυθον ἠδὲ θάλασσαν,\nνείκεον ἄλλοθεν ἄλλον ἐπισταδόν, οὐδέ τι μῆχος\nεὑρέμεναι δυνάμεσθα, βόες δʼ ἀποτέθνασαν ἤδη.\nτοῖσιν δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἔπειτα θεοὶ τέραα προύφαινον·\nεἷρπον μὲν ῥινοί, κρέα δʼ ἀμφʼ ὀβελοῖσι μεμύκει,\nὀπταλέα τε καὶ ὠμά, βοῶν δʼ ὣς γίγνετο φωνή.",
    "en": "“‘Sun,’ said Jove, ‘go on shining upon us gods and upon mankind over the fruitful earth. I will shiver their ship into little pieces with a bolt of white lightning as soon as they get out to sea.’\n“I was told all this by Calypso, who said she had heard it from the mouth of Mercury.\n“As soon as I got down to my ship and to the sea shore I rebuked each one of the men separately, but we could see no way out of it, for the cows were dead already. And indeed the gods began at once to show signs and wonders among us, for the hides of the cattle crawled about, and the joints upon the spits began to low like cows, and the meat, whether cooked or raw, kept on making a noise just as cows do."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.397–414",
    "orig": "ἑξῆμαρ μὲν ἔπειτα ἐμοὶ ἐρίηρες ἑταῖροι\nδαίνυντʼ Ἠελίοιο βοῶν ἐλάσαντες ἀρίστας·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ ἕβδομον ἦμαρ ἐπὶ Ζεὺς θῆκε Κρονίων,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἔπειτʼ ἄνεμος μὲν ἐπαύσατο λαίλαπι θύων,\nἡμεῖς δʼ αἶψʼ ἀναβάντες ἐνήκαμεν εὐρέι πόντῳ,\nἱστὸν στησάμενοι ἀνά θʼ ἱστία λεύκʼ ἐρύσαντες.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τὴν νῆσον ἐλείπομεν, οὐδέ τις ἄλλη\nφαίνετο γαιάων, ἀλλʼ οὐρανὸς ἠδὲ θάλασσα,\nδὴ τότε κυανέην νεφέλην ἔστησε Κρονίων\nνηὸς ὕπερ γλαφυρῆς, ἤχλυσε δὲ πόντος ὑπʼ αὐτῆς.\nἡ δʼ ἔθει οὐ μάλα πολλὸν ἐπὶ χρόνον· αἶψα γὰρ ἦλθε\nκεκληγὼς Ζέφυρος μεγάλῃ σὺν λαίλαπι θύων,\nἱστοῦ δὲ προτόνους ἔρρηξʼ ἀνέμοιο θύελλα\nἀμφοτέρους· ἱστὸς δʼ ὀπίσω πέσεν, ὅπλα τε πάντα\nεἰς ἄντλον κατέχυνθʼ. ὁ δʼ ἄρα πρυμνῇ ἐνὶ νηὶ\nπλῆξε κυβερνήτεω κεφαλήν, σὺν δʼ ὀστέʼ ἄραξε\nπάντʼ ἄμυδις κεφαλῆς· ὁ δʼ ἄρʼ ἀρνευτῆρι ἐοικὼς\nκάππεσʼ ἀπʼ ἰκριόφιν, λίπε δʼ ὀστέα θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.",
    "en": "“For six days my men kept driving in the best cows and feasting upon them, but when Jove the son of Saturn had added a seventh day, the fury of the gale abated; we therefore went on board, raised our masts, spread sail, and put out to sea. As soon as we were well away from the island, and could see nothing but sky and sea, the son of Saturn raised a black cloud over our ship, and the sea grew dark beneath it. We did not get on much further, for in another moment we were caught by a terrific squall from the West that snapped the forestays of the mast so that it fell aft, while all the ship’s gear tumbled about at the bottom of the vessel. The mast fell upon the head of the helmsman in the ship’s stern, so that the bones of his head were crushed to pieces, and he fell overboard as though he were diving, with no more life left in him."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.415–434",
    "orig": "Ζεὺς δʼ ἄμυδις βρόντησε καὶ ἔμβαλε νηὶ κεραυνόν·\nἡ δʼ ἐλελίχθη πᾶσα Διὸς πληγεῖσα κεραυνῷ,\nἐν δὲ θεείου πλῆτο, πέσον δʼ ἐκ νηὸς ἑταῖροι.\nοἱ δὲ κορώνῃσιν ἴκελοι περὶ νῆα μέλαιναν\nκύμασιν ἐμφορέοντο, θεὸς δʼ ἀποαίνυτο νόστον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ διὰ νηὸς ἐφοίτων, ὄφρʼ ἀπὸ τοίχους\nλῦσε κλύδων τρόπιος, τὴν δὲ ψιλὴν φέρε κῦμα,\nἐκ δέ οἱ ἱστὸν ἄραξε ποτὶ τρόπιν. αὐτὰρ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ\nἐπίτονος βέβλητο, βοὸς ῥινοῖο τετευχώς·\nτῷ ῥʼ ἄμφω συνέεργον, ὁμοῦ τρόπιν ἠδὲ καὶ ἱστόν,\nἑζόμενος δʼ ἐπὶ τοῖς φερόμην ὀλοοῖς ἀνέμοισιν.\nἔνθʼ ἦ τοι Ζέφυρος μὲν ἐπαύσατο λαίλαπι θύων,\nἦλθε δʼ ἐπὶ Νότος ὦκα, φέρων ἐμῷ ἄλγεα θυμῷ,\nὄφρʼ ἔτι τὴν ὀλοὴν ἀναμετρήσαιμι Χάρυβδιν.\nπαννύχιος φερόμην, ἅμα δʼ ἠελίῳ ἀνιόντι\nἦλθον ἐπὶ Σκύλλης σκόπελον δεινήν τε Χάρυβδιν.\nἡ μὲν ἀνερροίβδησε θαλάσσης ἁλμυρὸν ὕδωρ·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ ποτὶ μακρὸν ἐρινεὸν ὑψόσʼ ἀερθείς,\nτῷ προσφὺς ἐχόμην ὡς νυκτερίς. οὐδέ πῃ εἶχον\nοὔτε στηρίξαι ποσὶν ἔμπεδον οὔτʼ ἐπιβῆναι·",
    "en": "“Then Jove let fly with his thunderbolts, and the ship went round and round, and was filled with fire and brimstone as the lightning struck it. The men all fell into the sea; they were carried about in the water round the ship, looking like so many sea-gulls, but the god presently deprived them of all chance of getting home again.\n“I stuck to the ship till the sea knocked her sides from her keel (which drifted about by itself) and struck the mast out of her in the direction of the keel; but there was a backstay of stout ox-thong still hanging about it, and with this I lashed the mast and keel together, and getting astride of them was carried wherever the winds chose to take me.\n“[The gale from the West had now spent its force, and the wind got into the South again, which frightened me lest I should be taken back to the terrible whirlpool of Charybdis. This indeed was what actually happened, for I was borne along by the waves all night, and by sunrise had reached the rock of Scylla, and the whirlpool. She was then sucking down the salt sea water, but I was carried aloft toward the fig tree, which I caught hold of and clung on to like a bat."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 12.435–453",
    "orig": "ῥίζαι γὰρ ἑκὰς εἶχον, ἀπήωροι δʼ ἔσαν ὄζοι,\nμακροί τε μεγάλοι τε, κατεσκίαον δὲ Χάρυβδιν.\nνωλεμέως δʼ ἐχόμην, ὄφρʼ ἐξεμέσειεν ὀπίσσω\nἱστὸν καὶ τρόπιν αὖτις· ἐελδομένῳ δέ μοι ἦλθον\nὄψʼ· ἦμος δʼ ἐπὶ δόρπον ἀνὴρ ἀγορῆθεν ἀνέστη\nκρίνων νείκεα πολλὰ δικαζομένων αἰζηῶν,\nτῆμος δὴ τά γε δοῦρα Χαρύβδιος ἐξεφαάνθη.\nἧκα δʼ ἐγὼ καθύπερθε πόδας καὶ χεῖρε φέρεσθαι,\nμέσσῳ δʼ ἐνδούπησα παρὲξ περιμήκεα δοῦρα,\nἑζόμενος δʼ ἐπὶ τοῖσι διήρεσα χερσὶν ἐμῇσι.\nΣκύλλην δʼ οὐκέτʼ ἔασε πατὴρ ἀνδρῶν τε θεῶν τε\nεἰσιδέειν· οὐ γάρ κεν ὑπέκφυγον αἰπὺν ὄλεθρον.\nἔνθεν δʼ ἐννῆμαρ φερόμην, δεκάτῃ δέ με νυκτὶ\nνῆσον ἐς Ὠγυγίην πέλασαν θεοί, ἔνθα Καλυψὼ\nναίει ἐυπλόκαμος, δεινὴ θεὸς αὐδήεσσα,\nἥ μʼ ἐφίλει τʼ ἐκόμει τε. τί τοι τάδε μυθολογεύω;\nἤδη γάρ τοι χθιζὸς ἐμυθεόμην ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nσοί τε καὶ ἰφθίμῃ ἀλόχῳ· ἐχθρὸν δέ μοί ἐστιν\nαὖτις ἀριζήλως εἰρημένα μυθολογεύειν.",
    "en": "I could not plant my feet anywhere so as to stand securely, for the roots were a long way off and the boughs that overshadowed the whole pool were too high, too vast, and too far apart for me to reach them; so I hung patiently on, waiting till the pool should discharge my mast and raft again, and a very long while it seemed. A jury-man is not more glad to get home to supper, after having been long detained in court by troublesome cases, than I was to see my raft beginning to work its way out of the whirlpool again. At last I let go with my hands and feet, and fell heavily into the sea, hard by my raft on to which I then got, and began to row with my hands. As for Scylla, the father of gods and men would not let her get further sight of me, otherwise I should have certainly been lost.\n“Hence I was carried along for nine days till on the tenth night the gods stranded me on the Ogygian island, where dwells the great and powerful goddess Calypso. She took me in and was kind to me, but I need say no more about this, for I told you and your noble wife all about it yesterday, and I hate saying the same thing over and over again.”"
   }
  ],
  "13": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.1–15",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἀκὴν ἐγένοντο σιωπῇ,\nκηληθμῷ δʼ ἔσχοντο κατὰ μέγαρα σκιόεντα.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀλκίνοος ἀπαμείβετο φώνησέν τε·\nὦ Ὀδυσεῦ, ἐπεὶ ἵκευ ἐμὸν ποτὶ χαλκοβατὲς δῶ,\nὑψερεφές, τῷ σʼ οὔ τι παλιμπλαγχθέντα γʼ ὀΐω\nἂψ ἀπονοστήσειν, εἰ καὶ μάλα πολλὰ πέπονθας.\nὑμέων δʼ ἀνδρὶ ἑκάστῳ ἐφιέμενος τάδε εἴρω,\nὅσσοι ἐνὶ μεγάροισι γερούσιον αἴθοπα οἶνον\nαἰεὶ πίνετʼ ἐμοῖσιν, ἀκουάζεσθε δʼ ἀοιδοῦ.\nεἵματα μὲν δὴ ξείνῳ ἐϋξέστῃ ἐνὶ χηλῷ\nκεῖται καὶ χρυσὸς πολυδαίδαλος ἄλλα τε πάντα\nδῶρʼ, ὅσα Φαιήκων βουληφόροι ἐνθάδʼ ἔνεικαν·\nἀλλʼ ἄγε οἱ δῶμεν τρίποδα μέγαν ἠδὲ λέβητα\nἀνδρακάς· ἡμεῖς δʼ αὖτε ἀγειρόμενοι κατὰ δῆμον\nτισόμεθʼ· ἀργαλέον γὰρ ἕνα προικὸς χαρίσασθαι.",
    "en": "Thus did he speak, and they all held their peace throughout the covered cloister, enthralled by the charm of his story, till presently Alcinous began to speak.\n“Ulysses,” said he, “now that you have reached my house I doubt not you will get home without further misadventure no matter how much you have suffered in the past. To you others, however, who come here night after night to drink my choicest wine and listen to my bard, I would insist as follows. Our guest has already packed up the clothes, wrought gold, and other valuables which you have brought for his acceptance; let us now, therefore, present him further, each one of us, with a large tripod and a cauldron. We will recoup ourselves by the levy of a general rate; for private individuals cannot be expected to bear the burden of such a handsome present.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.16–30",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ Ἀλκίνοος, τοῖσιν δʼ ἐπιήνδανε μῦθος.\nοἱ μὲν κακκείοντες ἔβαν οἶκόνδε ἕκαστος,\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nνῆάδʼ ἐπεσσεύοντο, φέρον δʼ εὐήνορα χαλκόν.\nκαὶ τὰ μὲν εὖ κατέθηχʼ ἱερὸν μένος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nαὐτὸς ἰὼν διὰ νηὸς ὑπὸ ζυγά, μή τινʼ ἑταίρων\nβλάπτοι ἐλαυνόντων, ὁπότε σπερχοίατʼ ἐρετμοῖς.\nοἱ δʼ εἰς Ἀλκινόοιο κίον καὶ δαῖτʼ ἀλέγυνον.\nτοῖσι δὲ βοῦν ἱέρευσʼ ἱερὸν μένος Ἀλκινόοιο\nΖηνὶ κελαινεφέϊ Κρονίδῃ, ὃς πᾶσιν ἀνάσσει.\nμῆρα δὲ κήαντες δαίνυντʼ ἐρικυδέα δαῖτα\nτερπόμενοι· μετὰ δέ σφιν ἐμέλπετο θεῖος ἀοιδός,\nΔημόδοκος, λαοῖσι τετιμένος. αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nπολλὰ πρὸς ἠέλιον κεφαλὴν τρέπε παμφανόωντα,\nδῦναι ἐπειγόμενος· δὴ γὰρ μενέαινε νέεσθαι.",
    "en": "Every one approved of this, and then they went home to bed each in his own abode. When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared they hurried down to the ship and brought their cauldrons with them. Alcinous went on board and saw everything so securely stowed under the ship’s benches that nothing could break adrift and injure the rowers. Then they went to the house of Alcinous to get dinner, and he sacrificed a bull for them in honour of Jove who is the lord of all. They set the steaks to grill and made an excellent dinner, after which the inspired bard, Demodocus, who was a favourite with every one, sang to them; but Ulysses kept on turning his eyes towards the sun, as though to hasten his setting, for he was longing to be on his way."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.31–46",
    "orig": "ὡς δʼ ὅτʼ ἀνὴρ δόρποιο λιλαίεται, ᾧ τε πανῆμαρ\nνειὸν ἀνʼ ἕλκητον βόε οἴνοπε πηκτὸν ἄροτρον·\nἀσπασίως δʼ ἄρα τῷ κατέδυ φάος ἠελίοιο\nδόρπον ἐποίχεσθαι, βλάβεται δέ τε γούνατʼ ἰόντι·\nὣς Ὀδυσῆʼ ἀσπαστὸν ἔδυ φάος ἠελίοιο.\nαἶψα δὲ Φαιήκεσσι φιληρέτμοισι μετηύδα,\nἈλκινόῳ δὲ μάλιστα πιφαυσκόμενος φάτο μῦθον·\nἈλκίνοε κρεῖον, πάντων ἀριδείκετε λαῶν,\nπέμπετέ με σπείσαντες ἀπήμονα, χαίρετε δʼ αὐτοί·\nἤδη γὰρ τετέλεσται ἅ μοι φίλος ἤθελε θυμός,\nπομπὴ καὶ φίλα δῶρα, τά μοι θεοὶ Οὐρανίωνες\nὄλβια ποιήσειαν· ἀμύμονα δʼ οἴκοι ἄκοιτιν\nνοστήσας εὕροιμι σὺν ἀρτεμέεσσι φίλοισιν.\nὑμεῖς δʼ αὖθι μένοντες ἐϋφραίνοιτε γυναῖκας\nκουριδίας καὶ τέκνα· θεοὶ δʼ ἀρετὴν ὀπάσειαν\nπαντοίην, καὶ μή τι κακὸν μεταδήμιον εἴη.",
    "en": "As one who has been all day ploughing a fallow field with a couple of oxen keeps thinking about his supper and is glad when night comes that he may go and get it, for it is all his legs can do to carry him, even so did Ulysses rejoice when the sun went down, and he at once said to the Phaeacians, addressing himself more particularly to King Alcinous:\n“Sir, and all of you, farewell. Make your drink-offerings and send me on my way rejoicing, for you have fulfilled my heart’s desire by giving me an escort, and making me presents, which heaven grant that I may turn to good account; may I find my admirable wife living in peace among friends, and may you whom I leave behind me give satisfaction to your wives and children; may heaven vouchsafe you every good grace, and may no evil thing come among your people.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.47–62",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἐπῄνεον ἠδʼ ἐκέλευον\nπεμπέμεναι τὸν ξεῖνον, ἐπεὶ κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπεν.\nκαὶ τότε κήρυκα προσέφη μένος Ἀλκινόοιο·\nΠοντόνοε, κρητῆρα κερασσάμενος μέθυ νεῖμον\nπᾶσιν ἀνὰ μέγαρον, ὄφρʼ εὐξάμενοι Διὶ πατρὶ\nτὸν ξεῖνον πέμπωμεν ἑὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.\nὣς φάτο, Ποντόνοος δὲ μελίφρονα οἶνον ἐκίρνα,\nνώμησεν δʼ ἄρα πᾶσιν ἐπισταδόν· οἱ δὲ θεοῖσιν\nἔσπεισαν μακάρεσσι, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν,\nαὐτόθεν ἐξ ἑδρέων. ἀνὰ δʼ ἵστατο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἈρήτῃ δʼ ἐν χειρὶ τίθει δέπας ἀμφικύπελλον,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nχαῖρέ μοι, ὦ βασίλεια, διαμπερές, εἰς ὅ κε γῆρας\nἔλθῃ καὶ θάνατος, τά τʼ ἐπʼ ἀνθρώποισι πέλονται.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ νέομαι· σὺ δὲ τέρπεο τῷδʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nπαισί τε καὶ λαοῖσι καὶ Ἀλκινόῳ βασιλῆϊ.",
    "en": "Thus did he speak. His hearers all of them approved his saying and agreed that he should have his escort inasmuch as he had spoken reasonably. Alcinous therefore said to his servant, “Pontonous, mix some wine and hand it round to everybody, that we may offer a prayer to father Jove, and speed our guest upon his way.”\nPontonous mixed the wine and handed it to every one in turn; the others each from his own seat made a drink-offering to the blessed gods that live in heaven, but Ulysses rose and placed the double cup in the hands of queen Arete.\n“Farewell, queen,” said he, “henceforward and for ever, till age and death, the common lot of mankind, lay their hands upon you. I now take my leave; be happy in this house with your children, your people, and with king Alcinous.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.63–80",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ὑπὲρ οὐδὸν ἐβήσετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nτῷ δʼ ἅμα κήρυκα προΐει μένος Ἀλκινόοιο,\nἡγεῖσθαι ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν καὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης·\nἈρήτη δʼ ἄρα οἱ δμῳὰς ἅμʼ ἔπεμπε γυναῖκας,\nτὴν μὲν φᾶρος ἔχουσαν ἐϋπλυνὲς ἠδὲ χιτῶνα,\nτὴν δʼ ἑτέρην χηλὸν πυκινὴν ἅμʼ ὄπασσε κομίζειν·\nἡ δʼ ἄλλη σῖτόν τʼ ἔφερεν καὶ οἶνον ἐρυθρόν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἐπὶ νῆα κατήλυθον ἠδὲ θάλασσαν,\nαἶψα τά γʼ ἐν νηῒ γλαφυρῇ πομπῆες ἀγαυοὶ\nδεξάμενοι κατέθεντο, πόσιν καὶ βρῶσιν ἅπασαν·\nκὰδ δʼ ἄρʼ Ὀδυσσῆϊ στόρεσαν ῥῆγός τε λίνον τε\nνηὸς ἐπʼ ἰκριόφιν γλαφυρῆς, ἵνα νήγρετον εὕδοι,\nπρυμνῆς· ἂν δὲ καὶ αὐτὸς ἐβήσετο καὶ κατέλεκτο\nσιγῇ· τοὶ δὲ καθῖζον ἐπὶ κληῗσιν ἕκαστοι\nκόσμῳ, πεῖσμα δʼ ἔλυσαν ἀπὸ τρητοῖο λίθοιο.\nεὖθʼ οἱ ἀνακλινθέντες ἀνερρίπτουν ἅλα πηδῷ,\nκαὶ τῷ νήδυμος ὕπνος ἐπὶ βλεφάροισιν ἔπιπτε,\nνήγρετος, ἥδιστος, θανάτῳ ἄγχιστα ἐοικώς.",
    "en": "As he spoke he crossed the threshold, and Alcinous sent a man to conduct him to his ship and to the sea shore. Arete also sent some maidservants with him, one with a clean shirt and cloak, another to carry his strong box, and a third with corn and wine. When they got to the water side the crew took these things and put them on board, with all the meat and drink; but for Ulysses they spread a rug and a linen sheet on deck that he might sleep soundly in the stern of the ship. Then he too went on board and lay down without a word, but the crew took every man his place and loosed the hawser from the pierced stone to which it had been bound. Thereon, when they began rowing out to sea, Ulysses fell into a deep, sweet, and almost deathlike slumber."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.81–92",
    "orig": "ἡ δʼ, ὥς τʼ ἐν πεδίῳ τετράοροι ἄρσενες ἵπποι,\nπάντες ἅμʼ ὁρμηθέντες ὑπὸ πληγῇσιν ἱμάσθλης,\nὑψόσʼ ἀειρόμενοι ῥίμφα πρήσσουσι κέλευθον,\nὣς ἄρα τῆς πρύμνη μὲν ἀείρετο, κῦμα δʼ ὄπισθε\nπορφύρεον μέγα θῦε πολυφλοίσβοιο θαλάσσης.\nἡ δὲ μάλʼ ἀσφαλέως θέεν ἔμπεδον· οὐδέ κεν ἴρηξ\nκίρκος ὁμαρτήσειεν, ἐλαφρότατος πετεηνῶν.\nὣς ἡ ῥίμφα θέουσα θαλάσσης κύματʼ ἔταμνεν,\nἄνδρα φέρουσα θεοῖς ἐναλίγκια μήδεʼ ἔχοντα·\nὃς πρὶν μὲν μάλα πολλὰ πάθʼ ἄλγεα ὃν κατὰ θυμὸν\nἀνδρῶν τε πτολέμους ἀλεγεινά τε κύματα πείρων,\nδὴ τότε γʼ ἀτρέμας εὗδε, λελασμένος ὅσσʼ ἐπεπόνθει.",
    "en": "The ship bounded forward on her way as a four in hand chariot flies over the course when the horses feel the whip. Her prow curvetted as it were the neck of a stallion, and a great wave of dark blue water seethed in her wake. She held steadily on her course, and even a falcon, swiftest of all birds, could not have kept pace with her. Thus, then, she cut her way through the water, carrying one who was as cunning as the gods, but who was now sleeping peacefully, forgetful of all that he had suffered both on the field of battle and by the waves of the weary sea."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.93–112",
    "orig": "εὖτʼ ἀστὴρ ὑπερέσχε φαάντατος, ὅς τε μάλιστα\nἔρχεται ἀγγέλλων φάος Ἠοῦς ἠριγενείης,\nτῆμος δὴ νήσῳ προσεπίλνατο ποντοπόρος νηῦς.\nΦόρκυνος δέ τίς ἐστι λιμήν, ἁλίοιο γέροντος,\nἐν δήμῳ Ἰθάκης· δύο δὲ προβλῆτες ἐν αὐτῷ\nἀκταὶ ἀπορρῶγες, λιμένος ποτιπεπτηυῖαι,\nαἵ τʼ ἀνέμων σκεπόωσι δυσαήων μέγα κῦμα\nἔκτοθεν· ἔντοσθεν δέ τʼ ἄνευ δεσμοῖο μένουσι\nνῆες ἐΰσσελμοι, ὅτʼ ἂν ὅρμου μέτρον ἵκωνται.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὶ κρατὸς λιμένος τανύφυλλος ἐλαίη,\nἀγχόθι δʼ αὐτῆς ἄντρον ἐπήρατον ἠεροειδές,\nἱρὸν νυμφάων αἳ νηϊάδες καλέονται.\nἐν δὲ κρητῆρές τε καὶ ἀμφιφορῆες ἔασιν\nλάϊνοι· ἔνθα δʼ ἔπειτα τιθαιβώσσουσι μέλισσαι.\nἐν δʼ ἱστοὶ λίθεοι περιμήκεες, ἔνθα τε νύμφαι\nφάρεʼ ὑφαίνουσιν ἁλιπόρφυρα, θαῦμα ἰδέσθαι·\nἐν δʼ ὕδατʼ ἀενάοντα. δύω δέ τέ οἱ θύραι εἰσίν,\nαἱ μὲν πρὸς Βορέαο καταιβαταὶ ἀνθρώποισιν,\nαἱ δʼ αὖ πρὸς Νότου εἰσὶ θεώτεραι· οὐδέ τι κείνῃ\nἄνδρες ἐσέρχονται, ἀλλʼ ἀθανάτων ὁδός ἐστιν.",
    "en": "When the bright star that heralds the approach of dawn began to show, the ship drew near to land. Now there is in Ithaca a haven of the old merman Phorcys, which lies between two points that break the line of the sea and shut the harbour in. These shelter it from the storms of wind and sea that rage outside, so that, when once within it, a ship may lie without being even moored. At the head of this harbour there is a large olive tree, and at no great distance a fine overarching cavern sacred to the nymphs who are called Naiads. There are mixing bowls within it and wine-jars of stone, and the bees hive there. Moreover, there are great looms of stone on which the nymphs weave their robes of sea purple, very curious to see, and at all times there is water within it. It has two entrances, one facing North by which mortals can go down into the cave, while the other comes from the South and is more mysterious; mortals cannot possibly get in by it, it is the way taken by the gods."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.113–124",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ οἵ γʼ εἰσέλασαν, πρὶν εἰδότες· ἡ μὲν ἔπειτα\nἠπείρῳ ἐπέκελσεν, ὅσον τʼ ἐπὶ ἥμισυ πάσης,\nσπερχομένη· τοῖον γὰρ ἐπείγετο χέρσʼ ἐρετάων·\nοἱ δʼ ἐκ νηὸς βάντες ἐϋζύγου ἤπειρόνδε\nπρῶτον Ὀδυσσῆα γλαφυρῆς ἐκ νηὸς ἄειραν\nαὐτῷ σύν τε λίνῳ καὶ ῥήγεϊ σιγαλόεντι,\nκὰδ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπὶ ψαμάθῳ ἔθεσαν δεδμημένον ὕπνῳ,\nἐκ δὲ κτήματʼ ἄειραν, ἅ οἱ Φαίηκες ἀγαυοὶ\nὤπασαν οἴκαδʼ ἰόντι διὰ μεγάθυμον Ἀθήνην.\nκαὶ τὰ μὲν οὖν παρὰ πυθμένʼ ἐλαίης ἀθρόα θῆκαν\nἐκτὸς ὁδοῦ, μή πώς τις ὁδιτάων ἀνθρώπων,\nπρίν γʼ Ὀδυσῆʼ ἔγρεσθαι, ἐπελθὼν δηλήσαιτο·",
    "en": "Into this harbour, then, they took their ship, for they knew the place. She had so much way upon her that she ran half her own length on to the shore; when, however, they had landed, the first thing they did was to lift Ulysses with his rug and linen sheet out of the ship, and lay him down upon the sand still fast asleep. Then they took out the presents which Minerva had persuaded the Phaeacians to give him when he was setting out on his voyage homewards. They put these all together by the root of the olive tree, away from the road, for fear some passer by might come and steal them before Ulysses awoke; and then they made the best of their way home again."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.125–138",
    "orig": "αὐτοὶ δʼ αὖτʼ οἶκόνδε πάλιν κίον. οὐδʼ ἐνοσίχθων\nλήθετʼ ἀπειλάων, τὰς ἀντιθέῳ Ὀδυσῆϊ\nπρῶτον ἐπηπείλησε, Διὸς δʼ ἐξείρετο βουλήν·\nΖεῦ πάτερ, οὐκέτʼ ἐγώ γε μετʼ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσι\nτιμήεις ἔσομαι, ὅτε με βροτοὶ οὔ τι τίουσιν,\nΦαίηκες, τοί πέρ τοι ἐμῆς ἔξ εἰσι γενέθλης.\nκαὶ γὰρ νῦν Ὀδυσῆʼ ἐφάμην κακὰ πολλὰ παθόντα\nοἴκαδʼ ἐλεύσεσθαι· νόστον δέ οἱ οὔ ποτʼ ἀπηύρων\nπάγχυ, ἐπεὶ σὺ πρῶτον ὑπέσχεο καὶ κατένευσας.\nοἱ δʼ εὕδοντʼ ἐν νηῒ θοῇ ἐπὶ πόντον ἄγοντες\nκάτθεσαν εἰν Ἰθάκῃ, ἔδοσαν δέ οἱ ἄσπετα δῶρα,\nχαλκόν τε χρυσόν τε ἅλις ἐσθῆτά θʼ ὑφαντήν,\nπόλλʼ, ὅσʼ ἂν οὐδέ ποτε Τροίης ἐξήρατʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nεἴ περ ἀπήμων ἦλθε, λαχὼν ἀπὸ ληΐδος αἶσαν.",
    "en": "But Neptune did not forget the threats with which he had already threatened Ulysses, so he took counsel with Jove. “Father Jove,” said he, “I shall no longer be held in any sort of respect among you gods, if mortals like the Phaeacians, who are my own flesh and blood, show such small regard for me. I said I would let Ulysses get home when he had suffered sufficiently. I did not say that he should never get home at all, for I knew you had already nodded your head about it, and promised that he should do so; but now they have brought him in a ship fast asleep and have landed him in Ithaca after loading him with more magnificent presents of bronze, gold, and raiment than he would ever have brought back from Troy, if he had had his share of the spoil and got home without misadventure.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.139–152",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη νεφεληγερέτα Ζεύς·\nὢ πόποι, ἐννοσίγαιʼ εὐρυσθενές, οἷον ἔειπες.\nοὔ τί σʼ ἀτιμάζουσι θεοί· χαλεπὸν δέ κεν εἴη\nπρεσβύτατον καὶ ἄριστον ἀτιμίῃσιν ἰάλλειν.\nἀνδρῶν δʼ εἴ πέρ τίς σε βίῃ καὶ κάρτεϊ εἴκων\nοὔ τι τίει. σοὶ δʼ ἐστὶ καὶ ἐξοπίσω τίσις αἰεί.\nἔρξον ὅπως ἐθέλεις καί τοι φίλον ἔπλετο θυμῷ.\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων·\nαἶψά κʼ ἐγὼν ἔρξαιμι, κελαινεφές, ὡς ἀγορεύεις·\nἀλλὰ σὸν αἰεὶ θυμὸν ὀπίζομαι ἠδʼ ἀλεείνω.\nνῦν αὖ Φαιήκων ἐθέλω περικαλλέα νῆα,\nἐκ πομπῆς ἀνιοῦσαν, ἐν ἠεροειδέϊ πόντῳ\nῥαῖσαι, ἵνʼ ἤδη σχῶνται, ἀπολλήξωσι δὲ πομπῆς\nἀνθρώπων, μέγα δέ σφιν ὄρος πόλει ἀμφικαλύψαι.",
    "en": "And Jove answered, “What, O Lord of the Earthquake, are you talking about? The gods are by no means wanting in respect for you. It would be monstrous were they to insult one so old and honoured as you are. As regards mortals, however, if any of them is indulging in insolence and treating you disrespectfully, it will always rest with yourself to deal with him as you may think proper, so do just as you please.”\n“I should have done so at once,” replied Neptune, “if I were not anxious to avoid anything that might displease you; now, therefore, I should like to wreck the Phaeacian ship as it is returning from its escort. This will stop them from escorting people in future; and I should also like to bury their city under a huge mountain.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.153–169",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη νεφεληγερέτα Ζεύς·\nὢ πέπον, ὡς μὲν ἐμῷ θυμῷ δοκεῖ εἶναι ἄριστα,\nὁππότε κεν δὴ πάντες ἐλαυνομένην προΐδωνται\nλαοὶ ἀπὸ πτόλιος, θεῖναι λίθον ἐγγύθι γαίης\nνηῒ θοῇ ἴκελον, ἵνα θαυμάζωσιν ἅπαντες\nἄνθρωποι, μέγα δέ σφιν ὄρος πόλει ἀμφικαλύψαι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ τό γʼ ἄκουσε Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων,\nβῆ ῥʼ ἴμεν ἐς Σχερίην, ὅθι Φαίηκες γεγάασιν.\nἔνθʼ ἔμενʼ· ἡ δὲ μάλα σχεδὸν ἤλυθε ποντοπόρος νηῦς\nῥίμφα διωκομένη· τῆς δὲ σχεδὸν ἦλθʼ ἐνοσίχθων,\nὅς μιν λᾶαν ἔθηκε καὶ ἐρρίζωσεν ἔνερθε\nχειρὶ καταπρηνεῖ ἐλάσας· ὁ δὲ νόσφι βεβήκει.\nοἱ δὲ πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἔπεα πτερόεντʼ ἀγόρευον\nΦαίηκες δολιχήρετμοι, ναυσίκλυτοι ἄνδρες.\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκεν ἰδὼν ἐς πλησίον ἄλλον·\nὤ μοι, τίς δὴ νῆα θοὴν ἐπέδησʼ ἐνὶ πόντῳ\nοἴκαδʼ ἐλαυνομένην; καὶ δὴ προὐφαίνετο πᾶσα.",
    "en": "“My good friend,” answered Jove, “I should recommend you at the very moment when the people from the city are watching the ship on her way, to turn it into a rock near the land and looking like a ship. This will astonish everybody, and you can then bury their city under the mountain.”\nWhen earth-encircling Neptune heard this he went to Scheria where the Phaeacians live, and stayed there till the ship, which was making rapid way, had got close in. Then he went up to it, turned it into stone, and drove it down with the flat of his hand so as to root it in the ground. After this he went away.\nThe Phaeacians then began talking among themselves, and one would turn towards his neighbour, saying, “Bless my heart, who is it that can have rooted the ship in the sea just as she was getting into port? We could see the whole of her only a moment ago.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.170–184",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα τις εἴπεσκε· τὰ δʼ οὐκ ἴσαν ὡς ἐτέτυκτο.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀλκίνοος ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπεν·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μάλα δή με παλαίφατα θέσφαθʼ ἱκάνει\nπατρὸς ἐμοῦ, ὃς ἔφασκε Ποσειδάωνʼ ἀγάσασθαι\nἡμῖν, οὕνεκα πομποὶ ἀπήμονές εἰμεν ἁπάντων.\nφῆ ποτὲ Φαιήκων ἀνδρῶν περικαλλέα, νῆα,\nἐκ πομπῆς ἀνιοῦσαν, ἐν ἠεροειδέϊ πόντῳ\nῥαισέμεναι, μέγα δʼ ἧμιν ὄρος πόλει ἀμφικαλύψειν.\nὣς ἀγόρευʼ ὁ γέρων· τὰ δὲ δὴ νῦν πάντα τελεῖται.\nἀλλʼ ἄγεθʼ, ὡς ἂν ἐγὼ εἴπω, πειθώμεθα πάντες·\nπομπῆς μὲν παύσασθε βροτῶν, ὅτε κέν τις ἵκηται\nἡμέτερον προτὶ ἄστυ· Ποσειδάωνι δὲ ταύρους\nδώδεκα κεκριμένους ἱερεύσομεν, αἴ κʼ ἐλεήσῃ,\nμηδʼ ἡμῖν περίμηκες ὄρος πόλει ἀμφικαλύψῃ.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἔδεισαν, ἑτοιμάσσαντο δὲ ταύρους.",
    "en": "This was how they talked, but they knew nothing about it; and Alcinous said, “I remember now the old prophecy of my father. He said that Neptune would be angry with us for taking every one so safely over the sea, and would one day wreck a Phaeacian ship as it was returning from an escort, and bury our city under a high mountain. This was what my old father used to say, and now it is all coming true. Now therefore let us all do as I say; in the first place we must leave off giving people escorts when they come here, and in the next let us sacrifice twelve picked bulls to Neptune that he may have mercy upon us, and not bury our city under the high mountain.” When the people heard this they were afraid and got ready the bulls."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.185–199",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μέν ῥʼ εὔχοντο Ποσειδάωνι ἄνακτι\nδήμου Φαιήκων ἡγήτορες ἠδὲ μέδοντες,\nἑσταότες περὶ βωμόν. ὁ δʼ ἔγρετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nεὕδων ἐν γαίῃ πατρωΐῃ, οὐδέ μιν ἔγνω,\nἤδη δὴν ἀπεών· περὶ γὰρ θεὸς ἠέρα χεῦε\nΠαλλὰς Ἀθηναίη, κούρη Διός, ὄφρα μιν αὐτὸν\nἄγνωστον τεύξειεν ἕκαστά τε μυθήσαιτο,\nμή μιν πρὶν ἄλοχος γνοίη ἀστοί τε φίλοι τε,\nπρὶν πᾶσαν μνηστῆρας ὑπερβασίην ἀποτῖσαι.\nτοὔνεκʼ ἄρʼ ἀλλοειδέα φαινέσκετο πάντα ἄνακτι,\nἀτραπιτοί τε διηνεκέες λιμένες τε πάνορμοι\nπέτραι τʼ ἠλίβατοι καὶ δένδρεα τηλεθόωντα.\nστῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ἀναΐξας καί ῥʼ εἴσιδε πατρίδα γαῖαν·\nᾤμωξέν τʼ ἄρ ἔπειτα καὶ ὣ πεπλήγετο μηρὼ\nχερσὶ καταπρηνέσσʼ, ὀλοφυρόμενος δʼ ἔπος ηὔδα·",
    "en": "Thus did the chiefs and rulers of the Phaeacians pray to king Neptune, standing round his altar; and at the same time Ulysses woke up once more upon his own soil. He had been so long away that he did not know it again; moreover, Jove’s daughter Minerva had made it a foggy day, so that people might not know of his having come, and that she might tell him everything without either his wife or his fellow citizens and friends recognising him until he had taken his revenge upon the wicked suitors. Everything, therefore, seemed quite different to him, the long straight tracks, the harbours, the precipices, and the goodly trees, appeared all changed as he started up and looked upon his native land. So he smote his thighs with the flat of his hands and cried aloud despairingly."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.200–216",
    "orig": "ὤ μοι ἐγώ, τέων αὖτε βροτῶν ἐς γαῖαν ἱκάνω;\nἦ ῥʼ οἵ γʼ ὑβρισταί τε καὶ ἄγριοι οὐδὲ δίκαιοι,\nἦε φιλόξεινοι, καί σφιν νόος ἐστὶ θεουδής;\nπῇ δὴ χρήματα πολλὰ φέρω τάδε; πῇ τε καὶ αὐτὸς\nπλάζομαι; αἴθʼ ὄφελον μεῖναι παρὰ Φαιήκεσσιν\nαὐτοῦ· ἐγὼ δέ κεν ἄλλον ὑπερμενέων βασιλήων\nἐξικόμην, ὅς κέν μʼ ἐφίλει καὶ ἔπεμπε νέεσθαι.\nνῦν δʼ οὔτʼ ἄρ πῃ θέσθαι ἐπίσταμαι, οὐδὲ μὲν αὐτοῦ\nκαλλείψω, μή πώς μοι ἕλωρ ἄλλοισι γένηται.\nὢ πόποι, οὐκ ἄρα πάντα νοήμονες οὐδὲ δίκαιοι\nἦσαν Φαιήκων ἡγήτορες ἠδὲ μέδοντες,\nοἵ μʼ εἰς ἄλλην γαῖαν ἀπήγαγον, ἦ τέ μʼ ἔφαντο\nἄξειν εἰς Ἰθάκην εὐδείελον, οὐδʼ ἐτέλεσσαν.\nΖεὺς σφέας τίσαιτο ἱκετήσιος, ὅς τε καὶ ἄλλους\nἀνθρώπους ἐφορᾷ καὶ τίνυται ὅς τις ἁμάρτῃ.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε δὴ τὰ χρήματʼ ἀριθμήσω καὶ ἴδωμαι,\nμή τί μοι οἴχωνται κοίλης ἐπὶ νηὸς ἄγοντες.",
    "en": "“Alas,” he exclaimed, “among what manner of people am I fallen? Are they savage and uncivilised or hospitable and humane? Where shall I put all this treasure, and which way shall I go? I wish I had staid over there with the Phaeacians; or I could have gone to some other great chief who would have been good to me and given me an escort. As it is I do not know where to put my treasure, and I cannot leave it here for fear somebody else should get hold of it. In good truth the chiefs and rulers of the Phaeacians have not been dealing fairly by me, and have left me in the wrong country; they said they would take me back to Ithaca and they have not done so: may Jove the protector of suppliants chastise them, for he watches over everybody and punishes those who do wrong. Still, I suppose I must count my goods and see if the crew have gone off with any of them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.217–235",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν τρίποδας περικαλλέας ἠδὲ λέβητας\nἠρίθμει καὶ χρυσὸν ὑφαντά τε εἵματα καλά.\nτῶν μὲν ἄρʼ οὔ τι πόθει· ὁ δʼ ὀδύρετο πατρίδα γαῖαν\nἑρπύζων παρὰ θῖνα πολυφλοίσβοιο θαλάσσης,\nπόλλʼ ὀλοφυρόμενος. σχεδόθεν δέ οἱ ἦλθεν Ἀθήνη,\nἀνδρὶ δέμας εἰκυῖα νέῳ, ἐπιβώτορι μήλων,\nπαναπάλῳ, οἷοί τε ἀνάκτων παῖδες ἔασι,\nδίπτυχον ἀμφʼ ὤμοισιν ἔχουσʼ εὐεργέα λώπην·\nποσσὶ δʼ ὑπὸ λιπαροῖσι πέδιλʼ ἔχε, χερσὶ δʼ ἄκοντα.\nτὴν δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς γήθησεν ἰδὼν καὶ ἐναντίος ἦλθε,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nὦ φίλʼ, ἐπεί σε πρῶτα κιχάνω τῷδʼ ἐνὶ χώρῳ,\nχαῖρέ τε καὶ μή μοί τι κακῷ νόῳ ἀντιβολήσαις,\nἀλλὰ σάω μὲν ταῦτα, σάω δʼ ἐμέ· σοὶ γὰρ ἐγώ γε\nεὔχομαι ὥς τε θεῷ καί σευ φίλα γούναθʼ ἱκάνω.\nκαί μοι τοῦτʼ ἀγόρευσον ἐτήτυμον, ὄφρʼ ἐῢ εἰδῶ·\nτίς γῆ, τίς δῆμος, τίνες ἀνέρες ἐγγεγάασιν;\nἦ πού τις νήσων εὐδείελος, ἦέ τις ἀκτὴ\nκεῖθʼ ἁλὶ κεκλιμένη ἐριβώλακος ἠπείροιο;",
    "en": "He counted his goodly coppers and cauldrons, his gold and all his clothes, but there was nothing missing; still he kept grieving about not being in his own country, and wandered up and down by the shore of the sounding sea bewailing his hard fate. Then Minerva came up to him disguised as a young shepherd of delicate and princely mien, with a good cloak folded double about her shoulders; she had sandals on her comely feet and held a javelin in her hand. Ulysses was glad when he saw her, and went straight up to her.\n“My friend,” said he, “you are the first person whom I have met with in this country; I salute you, therefore, and beg you to be well disposed towards me. Protect these my goods, and myself too, for I embrace your knees and pray to you as though you were a god. Tell me, then, and tell me truly, what land and country is this? Who are its inhabitants? Am I on an island, or is this the sea board of some continent?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.236–255",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nνήπιός εἰς, ὦ ξεῖνʼ, ἢ τηλόθεν εἰλήλουθας,\nεἰ δὴ τήνδε τε γαῖαν ἀνείρεαι. οὐδέ τι λίην\nοὕτω νώνυμός ἐστιν· ἴσασι δέ μιν μάλα πολλοί,\nἠμὲν ὅσοι ναίουσι πρὸς ἠῶ τʼ ἠέλιόν τε,\nἠδʼ ὅσσοι μετόπισθε ποτὶ ζόφον ἠερόεντα.\nἦ τοι μὲν τρηχεῖα καὶ οὐχ ἱππήλατός ἐστιν,\nοὐδὲ λίην λυπρή, ἀτὰρ οὐδʼ εὐρεῖα τέτυκται.\nἐν μὲν γάρ οἱ σῖτος ἀθέσφατος, ἐν δέ τε οἶνος\nγίγνεται· αἰεὶ δʼ ὄμβρος ἔχει τεθαλυῖά τʼ ἐέρση·\nαἰγίβοτος δʼ ἀγαθὴ καὶ βούβοτος· ἔστι μὲν ὕλη\nπαντοίη, ἐν δʼ ἀρδμοὶ ἐπηετανοὶ παρέασι.\nτῷ τοι, ξεῖνʼ, Ἰθάκης γε καὶ ἐς Τροίην ὄνομʼ ἵκει,\nτήν περ τηλοῦ φασὶν Ἀχαιΐδος ἔμμεναι αἴης.\nὣς φάτο, γήθησεν δὲ πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nχαίρων ᾗ γαίῃ πατρωΐῃ, ὥς οἱ ἔειπε\nΠαλλὰς Ἀθηναίη, κούρη Διὸς, αἰγιόχοιο·\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nοὐδʼ ὅ γʼ ἀληθέα εἶπε, πάλιν δʼ ὅ γε λάζετο μῦθον,\nαἰεὶ ἐνὶ στήθεσσι νόον πολυκερδέα νωμῶν·",
    "en": "Minerva answered, “Stranger, you must be very simple, or must have come from somewhere a long way off, not to know what country this is. It is a very celebrated place, and everybody knows it East and West. It is rugged and not a good driving country, but it is by no means a bad island for what there is of it. It grows any quantity of corn and also wine, for it is watered both by rain and dew; it breeds cattle also and goats; all kinds of timber grow here, and there are watering places where the water never runs dry; so, sir, the name of Ithaca is known even as far as Troy, which I understand to be a long way off from this Achaean country.”\nUlysses was glad at finding himself, as Minerva told him, in his own country, and he began to answer, but he did not speak the truth, and made up a lying story in the instinctive wiliness of his heart."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.256–275",
    "orig": "πυνθανόμην Ἰθάκης γε καὶ ἐν Κρήτῃ εὐρείῃ,\nτηλοῦ ὑπὲρ πόντου· νῦν δʼ εἰλήλουθα καὶ αὐτὸς\nχρήμασι σὺν τοίσδεσσι· λιπὼν δʼ ἔτι παισὶ τοσαῦτα\nφεύγω, ἐπεὶ φίλον υἷα κατέκτανον Ἰδομενῆος,\nὈρσίλοχον πόδας ὠκύν, ὃς ἐν Κρήτῃ εὐρείῃ\nἀνέρας ἀλφηστὰς νίκα ταχέεσσι πόδεσσιν,\nοὕνεκά με στερέσαι τῆς ληΐδος ἤθελε πάσης\nΤρωϊάδος, τῆς εἵνεκʼ ἐγὼ πάθον ἄλγεα θυμῷ,\nἀνδρῶν τε πτολέμους ἀλεγεινά τε κύματα πείρων,\nοὕνεκʼ ἄρʼ οὐχ ᾧ πατρὶ χαριζόμενος θεράπευον\nδήμῳ ἔνι Τρώων, ἀλλʼ ἄλλων ἦρχον ἑταίρων.\nτὸν μὲν ἐγὼ κατιόντα βάλον χαλκήρεϊ δουρὶ\nἀγρόθεν, ἐγγὺς ὁδοῖο λοχησάμενος σὺν ἑταίρῳ·\nνὺξ δὲ μάλα δνοφερὴ κάτεχʼ οὐρανόν, οὐδέ τις ἡμέας\nἀνθρώπων ἐνόησε, λάθον δέ ἑ θυμὸν ἀπούρας.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ τόν γε κατέκτανον ὀξέϊ χαλκῷ,\nαὐτίκʼ ἐγὼν ἐπὶ νῆα κιὼν Φοίνικας ἀγαυοὺς\nἐλλισάμην, καί σφιν μενοεικέα ληΐδα δῶκα·\nτούς μʼ ἐκέλευσα Πύλονδε καταστῆσαι καὶ ἐφέσσαι\nἢ εἰς Ἤλιδα δῖαν, ὅθι κρατέουσιν Ἐπειοί.",
    "en": "“I heard of Ithaca,” said he, “when I was in Crete beyond the seas, and now it seems I have reached it with all these treasures. I have left as much more behind me for my children, but am flying because I killed Orsilochus son of Idomeneus, the fleetest runner in Crete. I killed him because he wanted to rob me of the spoils I had got from Troy with so much trouble and danger both on the field of battle and by the waves of the weary sea; he said I had not served his father loyally at Troy as vassal, but had set myself up as an independent ruler, so I lay in wait for him with one of my followers by the road side, and speared him as he was coming into town from the country. It was a very dark night and nobody saw us; it was not known, therefore, that I had killed him, but as soon as I had done so I went to a ship and besought the owners, who were Phoenicians, to take me on board and set me in Pylos or in Elis where the Epeans rule, giving them as much spoil as satisfied them."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.276–292",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἦ τοι σφέας κεῖθεν ἀπώσατο ἲς ἀνέμοιο\nπόλλʼ ἀεκαζομένους, οὐδʼ ἤθελον ἐξαπατῆσαι.\nκεῖθεν δὲ πλαγχθέντες ἱκάνομεν ἐνθάδε νυκτός.\nσπουδῇ δʼ ἐς λιμένα προερέσσαμεν, οὐδέ τις ἡμῖν\nδόρπου μνῆστις ἔην, μάλα περ χατέουσιν ἑλέσθαι,\nἀλλʼ αὔτως ἀποβάντες ἐκείμεθα νηὸς ἅπαντες.\nἔνθʼ ἐμὲ μὲν γλυκὺς ὕπνος ἐπήλυθε κεκμηῶτα,\nοἱ δὲ χρήματʼ ἐμὰ γλαφυρῆς ἐκ νηὸς ἑλόντες\nκάτθεσαν, ἔνθα περ αὐτὸς ἐπὶ ψαμάθοισιν ἐκείμην.\nοἱ δʼ ἐς Σιδονίην εὖ ναιομένην ἀναβάντες\nᾤχοντʼ· αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ λιπόμην ἀκαχήμενος ἦτορ.\nὣς φάτο, μείδησεν δὲ θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,\nχειρί τέ μιν κατέρεξε· δέμας δʼ ἤϊκτο γυναικὶ\nκαλῇ τε μεγάλῃ τε καὶ ἀγλαὰ ἔργα ἰδυίῃ·\nκαί μιν φωνήσασʼ ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nκερδαλέος κʼ εἴη καὶ ἐπίκλοπος ὅς σε παρέλθοι\nἐν πάντεσσι δόλοισι, καὶ εἰ θεὸς ἀντιάσειε.",
    "en": "They meant no guile, but the wind drove them off their course, and we sailed on till we came hither by night. It was all we could do to get inside the harbour, and none of us said a word about supper though we wanted it badly, but we all went on shore and lay down just as we were. I was very tired and fell asleep directly, so they took my goods out of the ship, and placed them beside me where I was lying upon the sand. Then they sailed away to Sidonia, and I was left here in great distress of mind.”\nSuch was his story, but Minerva smiled and caressed him with her hand. Then she took the form of a woman, fair, stately, and wise, “He must be indeed a shifty lying fellow,” said she, “who could surpass you in all manner of craft even though you had a god for your antagonist."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.293–310",
    "orig": "σχέτλιε, ποικιλομῆτα, δόλων ἆτʼ, οὐκ ἄρʼ ἔμελλες,\nοὐδʼ ἐν σῇ περ ἐὼν γαίῃ, λήξειν ἀπατάων\nμύθων τε κλοπίων, οἵ τοι πεδόθεν φίλοι εἰσίν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε, μηκέτι ταῦτα λεγώμεθα, εἰδότες ἄμφω\nκέρδεʼ, ἐπεὶ σὺ μέν ἐσσι βροτῶν ὄχʼ ἄριστος ἁπάντων\nβουλῇ καὶ μύθοισιν, ἐγὼ δʼ ἐν πᾶσι θεοῖσι\nμήτι τε κλέομαι καὶ κέρδεσιν· οὐδὲ σύ γʼ ἔγνως\nΠαλλάδʼ Ἀθηναίην, κούρην Διός, ἥ τέ τοι αἰεὶ\nἐν πάντεσσι πόνοισι παρίσταμαι ἠδὲ φυλάσσω,\nκαὶ δέ σε Φαιήκεσσι φίλον πάντεσσιν ἔθηκα,\nνῦν αὖ δεῦρʼ ἱκόμην, ἵνα τοι σὺν μῆτιν ὑφήνω\nχρήματά τε κρύψω, ὅσα τοι Φαίηκες ἀγαυοὶ\nὤπασαν οἴκαδʼ ἰόντι ἐμῇ βουλῇ τε νόῳ τε,\nεἴπω θʼ ὅσσα τοι αἶσα δόμοις ἔνι ποιητοῖσι\nκήδεʼ ἀνασχέσθαι· σὺ δὲ τετλάμεναι καὶ ἀνάγκῃ,\nμηδέ τῳ ἐκφάσθαι μήτʼ ἀνδρῶν μήτε γυναικῶν,\nπάντων, οὕνεκʼ ἄρʼ ἦλθες ἀλώμενος, ἀλλὰ σιωπῇ\nπάσχειν ἄλγεα πολλά, βίας ὑποδέγμενος ἀνδρῶν.",
    "en": "Dare devil that you are, full of guile, unwearying in deceit, can you not drop your tricks and your instinctive falsehood, even now that you are in your own country again? We will say no more, however, about this, for we can both of us deceive upon occasion, you are the most accomplished counsellor and orator among all mankind, while I for diplomacy and subtlety have no equal among the gods. Did you not know Jove’s daughter Minerva, me, who have been ever with you, who kept watch over you in all your troubles, and who made the Phaeacians take so great a liking to you? And now, again, I am come here to talk things over with you, and help you to hide the treasure I made the Phaeacians give you; I want to tell you about the troubles that await you in your own house; you have got to face them, but tell no one, neither man nor woman, that you have come home again. Bear everything, and put up with every man’s insolence, without a word.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.311–328",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἀργαλέον σε, θεά, γνῶναι βροτῷ ἀντιάσαντι,\nκαὶ μάλʼ ἐπισταμένῳ· σὲ γὰρ αὐτὴν παντὶ ἐΐσκεις.\nτοῦτο δʼ ἐγὼν εὖ οἶδʼ, ὅτι μοι πάρος ἠπίη ἦσθα,\nἧος ἐνὶ Τροίῃ πολεμίζομεν υἷες Ἀχαιῶν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ Πριάμοιο πόλιν διεπέρσαμεν αἰπήν,\nβῆμεν δʼ ἐν νήεσσι, θεὸς δʼ ἐκέδασσεν Ἀχαιούς,\nοὔ σέ γʼ ἔπειτα ἴδον, κούρη Διός, οὐδʼ ἐνόησα\nνηὸς ἐμῆς ἐπιβᾶσαν, ὅπως τί μοι ἄλγος ἀλάλκοις.\nἀλλʼ αἰεὶ φρεσὶν ᾗσιν ἔχων δεδαϊγμένον ἦτορ\nἠλώμην, ἧός με θεοὶ κακότητος ἔλυσαν·\nπρίν γʼ ὅτε Φαιήκων ἀνδρῶν ἐν πίονι δήμῳ\nθάρσυνάς τε ἔπεσσι καὶ ἐς πόλιν ἤγαγες αὐτή.\nνῦν δέ σε πρὸς πατρὸς γουνάζομαι, οὐ γὰρ ὀΐω\nἥκειν εἰς Ἰθάκην εὐδείελον, ἀλλά τινʼ ἄλλην\nγαῖαν ἀναστρέφομαι· σὲ δὲ κερτομέουσαν ὀΐω\nταῦτʼ ἀγορευέμεναι, ἵνʼ ἐμὰς φρένας ἠπεροπεύσῃς,\nεἰπέ μοι εἰ ἐτεόν γε φίλην ἐς πατρίδʼ ἱκάνω.",
    "en": "And Ulysses answered, “A man, goddess, may know a great deal, but you are so constantly changing your appearance that when he meets you it is a hard matter for him to know whether it is you or not. This much, however, I know exceedingly well; you were very kind to me as long as we Achaeans were fighting before Troy, but from the day on which we went on board ship after having sacked the city of Priam, and heaven dispersed us, from that day, Minerva, I saw no more of you, and cannot ever remember your coming to my ship to help me in a difficulty; I had to wander on sick and sorry till the gods delivered me from evil and I reached the city of the Phaeacians, where you encouraged me and took me into the town. And now, I beseech you in your father’s name, tell me the truth, for I do not believe I am really back in Ithaca. I am in some other country and you are mocking me and deceiving me in all you have been saying. Tell me then truly, have I really got back to my own country?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.329–346",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nαἰεί τοι τοιοῦτον ἐνὶ στήθεσσι νόημα·\nτῷ σε καὶ οὐ δύναμαι προλιπεῖν δύστηνον ἐόντα,\nοὕνεκʼ ἐπητής ἐσσι καὶ ἀγχίνοος καὶ ἐχέφρων.\nἀσπασίως γάρ κʼ ἄλλος ἀνὴρ ἀλαλήμενος ἐλθὼν\nἵετʼ ἐνὶ μεγάροις ἰδέειν παῖδάς τʼ ἄλοχόν τε·\nσοὶ δʼ οὔ πω φίλον ἐστὶ δαήμεναι οὐδὲ πυθέσθαι,\nπρίν γʼ ἔτι σῆς ἀλόχου πειρήσεαι, ἥ τέ τοι αὔτως\nἧσται ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν, ὀϊζυραὶ δέ οἱ αἰεὶ\nφθίνουσιν νύκτες τε καὶ ἤματα δάκρυ χεούσῃ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ τὸ μὲν οὔ ποτʼ ἀπίστεον, ἀλλʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nᾔδεʼ, ὃ νοστήσεις ὀλέσας ἄπο πάντας ἑταίρους·\nἀλλά τοι οὐκ ἐθέλησα Ποσειδάωνι μάχεσθαι\nπατροκασιγνήτῳ, ὅς τοι κότον ἔνθετο θυμῷ,\nχωόμενος ὅτι οἱ υἱὸν φίλον ἐξαλάωσας.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε τοι δείξω Ἰθάκης ἕδος, ὄφρα πεποίθῃς.\nΦόρκυνος μὲν ὅδʼ ἐστὶ λιμήν, ἁλίοιο γέροντος,\nἥδε δʼ ἐπὶ κρατὸς λιμένος τανύφυλλος ἐλαίη·",
    "en": "“You are always taking something of that sort in your head,” replied Minerva, “and that is why I cannot desert you in your afflictions; you are so plausible, shrewd and shifty. Any one but yourself on returning from so long a voyage would at once have gone home to see his wife and children, but you do not seem to care about asking after them or hearing any news about them till you have exploited your wife, who remains at home vainly grieving for you, and having no peace night or day for the tears she sheds on your behalf. As for my not coming near you, I was never uneasy about you, for I was certain you would get back safely though you would lose all your men, and I did not wish to quarrel with my uncle Neptune, who never forgave you for having blinded his son. I will now, however, point out to you the lie of the land, and you will then perhaps believe me. This is the haven of the old merman Phorcys, and here is the olive tree that grows at the head of it;"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.347–365",
    "orig": "ἀγχόθι δʼ αὐτῆς ἄντρον ἐπήρατον ἠεροειδές,\nἱρὸν νυμφάων, αἳ νηϊάδες καλέονται·\nτοῦτο δέ τοι σπέος ἐστὶ κατηρεφές, ἔνθα σὺ πολλὰς\nἔρδεσκες νύμφῃσι τεληέσσας ἑκατόμβας·\nτοῦτο δὲ Νήριτόν ἐστιν ὄρος καταειμένον ὕλῃ.\nὣς εἰποῦσα θεὰ σκέδασʼ ἠέρα, εἴσατο δὲ χθών·\nγήθησέν τʼ ἄρʼ ἔπειτα πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nχαίρων ᾗ γαίῃ, κύσε δὲ ζείδωρον ἄρουραν.\nαὐτίκα δὲ νύμφῃς ἠρήσατο, χεῖρας ἀνασχών·\nνύμφαι νηϊάδες, κοῦραι Διός, οὔ ποτʼ ἐγώ γε\nὄψεσθʼ ὔμμʼ ἐφάμην· νῦν δʼ εὐχωλῇς ἀγανῇσι\nχαίρετʼ· ἀτὰρ καὶ δῶρα διδώσομεν, ὡς τὸ πάρος περ,\nαἴ κεν ἐᾷ πρόφρων με Διὸς θυγάτηρ ἀγελείη\nαὐτόν τε ζώειν καί μοι φίλον υἱὸν ἀέξῃ.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nθάρσει, μή τοι ταῦτα μετὰ φρεσὶ σῇσι μελόντων.\nἀλλὰ χρήματα μὲν μυχῷ ἄντρου θεσπεσίοιο\nθείμεν αὐτίκα νῦν, ἵνα περ τάδε τοι σόα μίμνῃ·\nαὐτοὶ δὲ φραζώμεθʼ ὅπως ὄχʼ ἄριστα γένηται.",
    "en": "[near it is the cave sacred to the Naiads; here too is the overarching cavern in which you have offered many an acceptable hecatomb to the nymphs, and this is the wooded mountain Neritum.”\nAs she spoke the goddess dispersed the mist and the land appeared. Then Ulysses rejoiced at finding himself again in his own land, and kissed the bounteous soil; he lifted up his hands and prayed to the nymphs, saying, “Naiad nymphs, daughters of Jove, I made sure that I was never again to see you, now therefore I greet you with all loving salutations, and I will bring you offerings as in the old days, if Jove’s redoubtable daughter will grant me life, and bring my son to manhood.”\n“Take heart, and do not trouble yourself about that,” rejoined Minerva, “let us rather set about stowing your things at once in the cave, where they will be quite safe. Let us see how we can best manage it all.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.366–381",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰποῦσα θεὰ δῦνε σπέος ἠεροειδές,\nμαιομένη κευθμῶνας ἀνὰ σπέος· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἆσσον πάντʼ ἐφόρει, χρυσὸν καὶ ἀτειρέα χαλκὸν\nεἵματά τʼ εὐποίητα, τά οἱ Φαίηκες ἔδωκαν.\nκαὶ τὰ μὲν εὖ κατέθηκε, λίθον δʼ ἐπέθηκε θύρῃσι\nΠαλλὰς Ἀθηναίη, κούρη Διὸς αἰγιόχοιο.\nτὼ δὲ καθεζομένω ἱερῆς παρὰ πυθμένʼ ἐλαίης\nφραζέσθην μνηστῆρσιν ὑπερφιάλοισιν ὄλεθρον.\nτοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nφράζευ ὅπως μνηστῆρσιν ἀναιδέσι χεῖρας ἐφήσεις,\nοἳ δή τοι τρίετες μέγαρον κάτα κοιρανέουσι,\nμνώμενοι ἀντιθέην ἄλοχον καὶ ἕδνα διδόντες·\nἡ δὲ σὸν αἰεὶ νόστον ὀδυρομένη κατὰ θυμὸν\nπάντας μέν ῥʼ ἔλπει καὶ ὑπίσχεται ἀνδρὶ ἑκάστῳ,\nἀγγελίας προϊεῖσα, νόος δέ οἱ ἄλλα μενοινᾷ.",
    "en": "Therewith she went down into the cave to look for the safest hiding places, while Ulysses brought up all the treasure of gold, bronze, and good clothing which the Phaeacians had given him. They stowed everything carefully away, and Minerva set a stone against the door of the cave. Then the two sat down by the root of the great olive, and consulted how to compass the destruction of the wicked suitors.\n“Ulysses,” said Minerva, “noble son of Laertes, think how you can lay hands on these disreputable people who have been lording it in your house these three years, courting your wife and making wedding presents to her, while she does nothing but lament your absence, giving hope and sending encouraging messages to every one of them, but meaning the very opposite of all she says.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.382–396",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μάλα δὴ Ἀγαμέμνονος Ἀτρεΐδαο\nφθίσεσθαι κακὸν οἶτον ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἔμελλον,\nεἰ μή μοι σὺ ἕκαστα, θεά, κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπες.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μῆτιν ὕφηνον, ὅπως ἀποτίσομαι αὐτούς·\nπὰρ δέ μοι αὐτὴ στῆθι, μένος πολυθαρσὲς ἐνεῖσα,\nοἷον ὅτε Τροίης λύομεν λιπαρὰ κρήδεμνα.\nαἴ κέ μοι ὣς μεμαυῖα παρασταίης, γλαυκῶπι,\nκαί κε τριηκοσίοισιν ἐγὼν ἄνδρεσσι μαχοίμην\nσὺν σοί, πότνα θεά, ὅτε μοι πρόφρασσʼ ἐπαρήγοις.\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nκαὶ λίην τοι ἐγώ γε παρέσσομαι, οὐδέ με λήσεις,\nὁππότε κεν δὴ ταῦτα πενώμεθα· καί τινʼ ὀΐω\nαἵματί τʼ ἐγκεφάλῳ τε παλαξέμεν ἄσπετον οὖδας\nἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων, οἵ τοι βίοτον κατέδουσιν.",
    "en": "And Ulysses answered, “In good truth, goddess, it seems I should have come to much the same bad end in my own house as Agamemnon did, if you had not given me such timely information. Advise me how I shall best avenge myself. Stand by my side and put your courage into my heart as on the day when we loosed Troy’s fair diadem from her brow. Help me now as you did then, and I will fight three hundred men, if you, goddess, will be with me.”\n“Trust me for that,” said she, “I will not lose sight of you when once we set about it, and I imagine that some of those who are devouring your substance will then bespatter the pavement with their blood and brains."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.397–415",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἄγε σʼ ἄγνωστον τεύξω πάντεσσι βροτοῖσι·\nκάρψω μὲν χρόα καλὸν ἐνὶ γναμπτοῖσι μέλεσσι,\nξανθὰς δʼ ἐκ κεφαλῆς ὀλέσω τρίχας, ἀμφὶ δὲ λαῖφος\nἕσσω ὅ κε στυγέῃσιν ἰδὼν ἄνθρωπον ἔχοντα,\nκνυζώσω δέ τοι ὄσσε πάρος περικαλλέʼ ἐόντε,\nὡς ἂν ἀεικέλιος πᾶσι μνηστῆρσι φανήῃς\nσῇ τʼ ἀλόχῳ καὶ παιδί, τὸν ἐν μεγάροισιν ἔλειπες.\nαὐτὸς δὲ πρώτιστα συβώτην εἰσαφικέσθαι,\nὅς τοι ὑῶν ἐπίουρος, ὁμῶς δέ τοι ἤπια οἶδε,\nπαῖδά τε σὸν φιλέει καὶ ἐχέφρονα Πηνελόπειαν.\nδήεις τόν γε σύεσσι παρήμενον· αἱ δὲ νέμονται\nπὰρ Κόρακος πέτρῃ ἐπί τε κρήνῃ Ἀρεθούσῃ,\nἔσθουσαι βάλανον μενοεικέα καὶ μέλαν ὕδωρ\nπίνουσαι, τά θʼ ὕεσσι τρέφει τεθαλυῖαν ἀλοιφήν.\nἔνθα μένειν καὶ πάντα παρήμενος ἐξερέεσθαι,\nὄφρʼ ἂν ἐγὼν ἔλθω Σπάρτην ἐς καλλιγύναικα\nΤηλέμαχον καλέουσα, τεὸν φίλον υἱόν, Ὀδυσσεῦ·\nὅς τοι ἐς εὐρύχορον Λακεδαίμονα πὰρ Μενέλαον\nᾤχετο πευσόμενος μετὰ σὸν κλέος, εἴ που ἔτʼ εἴης.",
    "en": "I will begin by disguising you so that no human being shall know you; I will cover your body with wrinkles; you shall lose all your yellow hair; I will clothe you in a garment that shall fill all who see it with loathing; I will blear your fine eyes for you, and make you an unseemly object in the sight of the suitors, of your wife, and of the son whom you left behind you. Then go at once to the swineherd who is in charge of your pigs; he has been always well affected towards you, and is devoted to Penelope and your son; you will find him feeding his pigs near the rock that is called Raven by the fountain Arethusa, where they are fattening on beechmast and spring water after their manner. Stay with him and find out how things are going, while I proceed to Sparta and see your son, who is with Menelaus at Lacedaemon, where he has gone to try and find out whether you are still alive.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.416–428",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nτίπτε τʼ ἄρʼ οὔ οἱ ἔειπες, ἐνὶ φρεσὶ πάντα ἰδυῖα;\nἦ ἵνα που καὶ κεῖνος ἀλώμενος ἄλγεα πάσχῃ\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἀτρύγετον· βίοτον δέ οἱ ἄλλοι ἔδουσι;\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nμὴ δή τοι κεῖνός γε λίην ἐνθύμιος ἔστω.\nαὐτή μιν πόμπευον, ἵνα κλέος ἐσθλὸν ἄροιτο\nκεῖσʼ ἐλθών· ἀτὰρ οὔ τινʼ ἔχει πόνον, ἀλλὰ ἕκηλος\nἧσται ἐν Ἀτρεΐδαο δόμοις, παρὰ δʼ ἄσπετα κεῖται.\nἦ μέν μιν λοχόωσι νέοι σὺν νηῒ μελαίνῃ,\nἱέμενοι κτεῖναι, πρὶν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι·\nἀλλὰ τά γʼ οὐκ ὀΐω, πρὶν καί τινα γαῖα καθέξει\nἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων, οἵ τοι βίοτον κατέδουσιν.",
    "en": "“But why,” said Ulysses, “did you not tell him, for you knew all about it? Did you want him too to go sailing about amid all kinds of hardship while others are eating up his estate?”\nMinerva answered, “Never mind about him, I sent him that he might be well spoken of for having gone. He is in no sort of difficulty, but is staying quite comfortably with Menelaus, and is surrounded with abundance of every kind. The suitors have put out to sea and are lying in wait for him, for they mean to kill him before he can get home. I do not much think they will succeed, but rather that some of those who are now eating up your estate will first find a grave themselves.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 13.429–440",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα μιν φαμένη ῥάβδῳ ἐπεμάσσατʼ Ἀθήνη.\nκάρψεν μὲν χρόα καλὸν ἐνὶ γναμπτοῖσι μέλεσσι,\nξανθὰς δʼ ἐκ κεφαλῆς ὄλεσε τρίχας, ἀμφὶ δὲ δέρμα\nπάντεσσιν μελέεσσι παλαιοῦ θῆκε γέροντος,\nκνύζωσεν δέ οἱ ὄσσε πάρος περικαλλέʼ ἐόντε·\nἀμφὶ δέ μιν ῥάκος ἄλλο κακὸν βάλεν ἠδὲ χιτῶνα,\nῥωγαλέα ῥυπόωντα, κακῷ μεμορυγμένα καπνῷ·\nἀμφὶ δέ μιν μέγα δέρμα ταχείης ἕσσʼ ἐλάφοιο,\nψιλόν· δῶκε δέ οἱ σκῆπτρον καὶ ἀεικέα πήρην,\nπυκνὰ ῥωγαλέην· ἐν δὲ στρόφος ἦεν ἀορτήρ.\nτώ γʼ ὣς βουλεύσαντε διέτμαγεν. ἡ μὲν ἔπειτα\nἐς Λακεδαίμονα δῖαν ἔβη μετὰ παῖδʼ Ὀδυσῆος.",
    "en": "As she spoke Minerva touched him with her wand and covered him with wrinkles, took away all his yellow hair, and withered the flesh over his whole body; she bleared his eyes, which were naturally very fine ones; she changed his clothes and threw an old rag of a wrap about him, and a tunic, tattered, filthy, and begrimed with smoke; she also gave him an undressed deer skin as an outer garment, and furnished him with a staff and a wallet all in holes, with a twisted thong for him to sling it over his shoulder.\nWhen the pair had thus laid their plans they parted, and the goddess went straight to Lacedaemon to fetch Telemachus."
   }
  ],
  "14": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.1–20",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ὁ ἐκ λιμένος προσέβη τρηχεῖαν ἀταρπὸν\nχῶρον ἀνʼ ὑλήεντα διʼ ἄκριας, ᾗ οἱ Ἀθήνη\nπέφραδε δῖον ὑφορβόν, ὅ οἱ βιότοιο μάλιστα\nκήδετο οἰκήων, οὓς κτήσατο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nτὸν δʼ ἄρʼ ἐνὶ προδόμῳ εὗρʼ ἥμενον, ἔνθα οἱ αὐλὴ\nὑψηλὴ δέδμητο, περισκέπτῳ ἐνὶ χώρῳ,\nκαλή τε μεγάλη τε, περίδρομος· ἥν ῥα συβώτης\nαὐτὸς δείμαθʼ ὕεσσιν ἀποιχομένοιο ἄνακτος,\nνόσφιν δεσποίνης καὶ Λαέρταο γέροντος,\nῥυτοῖσιν λάεσσι καὶ ἐθρίγκωσεν ἀχέρδῳ·\nσταυροὺς δʼ ἐκτὸς ἔλασσε διαμπερὲς ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα,\nπυκνοὺς καὶ θαμέας, τὸ μέλαν δρυὸς ἀμφικεάσσας·\nἔντοσθεν δʼ αὐλῆς συφεοὺς δυοκαίδεκα ποίει\nπλησίον ἀλλήλων, εὐνὰς συσίν· ἐν δὲ ἑκάστῳ\nπεντήκοντα σύες χαμαιευνάδες ἐρχατόωντο,\nθήλειαι τοκάδες· τοὶ δʼ ἄρσενες ἐκτὸς ἴαυον,\nπολλὸν παυρότεροι· τοὺς γὰρ μινύθεσκον ἔδοντες\nἀντίθεοι μνηστῆρες, ἐπεὶ προΐαλλε συβώτης\nαἰεὶ ζατρεφέων σιάλων τὸν ἄριστον ἁπάντων·\nοἱ δὲ τριηκόσιοί τε καὶ ἑξήκοντα πέλοντο.",
    "en": "Ulysses now left the haven, and took the rough track up through the wooded country and over the crest of the mountain till he reached the place where Minerva had said that he would find the swineherd, who was the most thrifty servant he had. He found him sitting in front of his hut, which was by the yards that he had built on a site which could be seen from far. He had made them spacious and fair to see, with a free run for the pigs all round them; he had built them during his master’s absence, of stones which he had gathered out of the ground, without saying anything to Penelope or Laertes, and he had fenced them on top with thorn bushes. Outside the yard he had run a strong fence of oaken posts, split, and set pretty close together, while inside he had built twelve styes near one another for the sows to lie in. There were fifty pigs wallowing in each stye, all of them breeding sows; but the boars slept outside and were much fewer in number, for the suitors kept on eating them, and the swineherd had to send them the best he had continually."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.21–38",
    "orig": "πὰρ δὲ κύνες, θήρεσσιν ἐοικότες αἰὲν ἴαυον\nτέσσαρες, οὓς ἔθρεψε συβώτης, ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν.\nαὐτὸς δʼ ἀμφὶ πόδεσσιν ἑοῖς ἀράρισκε πέδιλα,\nτάμνων δέρμα βόειον ἐϋχροές· οἱ δὲ δὴ ἄλλοι\nᾤχοντʼ ἄλλυδις ἄλλος ἅμʼ ἀγρομένοισι σύεσσιν,\nοἱ τρεῖς· τὸν δὲ τέταρτον ἀποπροέηκε πόλινδε\nσῦν ἀγέμεν μνηστῆρσιν ὑπερφιάλοισιν ἀνάγκῃ,\nὄφρʼ ἱερεύσαντες κρειῶν κορεσαίατο θυμόν.\nἐξαπίνης δʼ Ὀδυσῆα ἴδον κύνες ὑλακόμωροι.\nοἱ μὲν κεκλήγοντες ἐπέδραμον· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἕζετο κερδοσύνῃ, σκῆπτρον δέ οἱ ἔκπεσε χειρός.\nἔνθα κεν ᾧ πὰρ σταθμῷ ἀεικέλιον πάθεν ἄλγος·\nἀλλὰ συβώτης ὦκα ποσὶ κραιπνοῖσι μετασπὼν\nἔσσυτʼ ἀνὰ πρόθυρον, σκῦτος δέ οἱ ἔκπεσε χειρός.\nτοὺς μὲν ὁμοκλήσας σεῦεν κύνας ἄλλυδις ἄλλον\nπυκνῇσιν λιθάδεσσιν· ὁ δὲ προσέειπεν ἄνακτα·\nὦ γέρον, ἦ ὀλίγου σε κύνες διεδηλήσαντο\nἐξαπίνης, καί κέν μοι ἐλεγχείην κατέχευας.",
    "en": "There were three hundred and sixty boar pigs, and the herdsman’s four hounds, which were as fierce as wolves, slept always with them. The swineherd was at that moment cutting out a pair of sandals from a good stout ox hide. Three of his men were out herding the pigs in one place or another, and he had sent the fourth to town with a boar that he had been forced to send the suitors that they might sacrifice it and have their fill of meat.\nWhen the hounds saw Ulysses they set up a furious barking and flew at him, but Ulysses was cunning enough to sit down and loose his hold of the stick that he had in his hand: still, he would have been torn by them in his own homestead had not the swineherd dropped his ox hide, rushed full speed through the gate of the yard and driven the dogs off by shouting and throwing stones at them. Then he said to Ulysses, “Old man, the dogs were likely to have made short work of you, and then you would have got me into trouble."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.39–54",
    "orig": "καὶ δέ μοι ἄλλα θεοὶ δόσαν ἄλγεά τε στοναχάς τε·\nἀντιθέου γὰρ ἄνακτος ὀδυρόμενος καὶ ἀχεύων\nἧμαι, ἄλλοισιν δὲ σύας σιάλους ἀτιτάλλω\nἔδμεναι· αὐτὰρ κεῖνος ἐελδόμενός που ἐδωδῆς\nπλάζετʼ ἐπʼ ἀλλοθρόων ἀνδρῶν δῆμόν τε πόλιν τε,\nεἴ που ἔτι ζώει καὶ ὁρᾷ φάος ἠελίοιο.\nἀλλʼ ἕπεο, κλισίηνδʼ ἴομεν, γέρον, ὄφρα καὶ αὐτός,\nσίτου καὶ οἴνοιο κορεσσάμενος κατὰ θυμόν,\nεἴπῃς ὁππόθεν ἐσσὶ καὶ ὁππόσα κήδεʼ ἀνέτλης.\nὣς εἰπὼν κλισίηνδʼ ἡγήσατο δῖος ὑφορβός,\nεἷσεν δʼ εἰσαγαγών, ῥῶπας δʼ ὑπέχευε δασείας,\nἐστόρεσεν δʼ ἐπὶ δέρμα ἰονθάδος ἀγρίου αἰγός,\nαὐτοῦ ἐνεύναιον, μέγα καὶ δασύ. χαῖρε δʼ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nὅττι μιν ὣς ὑπέδεκτο, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nΖεύς τοι δοίη, ξεῖνε, καὶ ἀθάνατοι θεοὶ ἄλλοι\nὅττι μάλιστʼ ἐθέλεις, ὅτι με πρόφρων ὑπέδεξο.",
    "en": "The gods have given me quite enough worries without that, for I have lost the best of masters, and am in continual grief on his account. I have to attend swine for other people to eat, while he, if he yet lives to see the light of day, is starving in some distant land. But come inside, and when you have had your fill of bread and wine, tell me where you come from, and all about your misfortunes.”\nOn this the swineherd led the way into the hut and bade him sit down. He strewed a good thick bed of rushes upon the floor, and on the top of this he threw the shaggy chamois skin, a great thick one, on which he used to sleep by night. Ulysses was pleased at being made thus welcome, and said “May Jove, sir, and the rest of the gods grant you your heart’s desire in return for the kind way in which you have received me.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.55–71",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nξεῖνʼ, οὔ μοι θέμις ἔστʼ, οὐδʼ εἰ κακίων σέθεν ἔλθοι,\nξεῖνον ἀτιμῆσαι· πρὸς γὰρ Διός εἰσιν ἅπαντες\nξεῖνοί τε πτωχοί τε· δόσις δʼ ὀλίγη τε φίλη τε\nγίγνεται ἡμετέρη· ἡ γὰρ δμώων δίκη ἐστὶν\nαἰεὶ δειδιότων, ὅτʼ ἐπικρατέωσιν ἄνακτες\nοἱ νέοι. ἦ γὰρ τοῦ γε θεοὶ κατὰ νόστον ἔδησαν,\nὅς κεν ἔμʼ ἐνδυκέως ἐφίλει καὶ κτῆσιν ὄπασσεν,\nοἶκόν τε κλῆρόν τε πολυμνήστην τε γυναῖκα,\nοἷά τε ᾧ οἰκῆϊ ἄναξ εὔθυμος ἔδωκεν,\nὅς οἱ πολλὰ κάμῃσι, θεὸς δʼ ἐπὶ ἔργον ἀέξῃ,\nὡς καὶ ἐμοὶ τόδε ἔργον ἀέξεται, ᾧ ἐπιμίμνω.\nτῷ κέ με πόλλʼ ὤνησεν ἄναξ, εἰ αὐτόθʼ ἐγήρα·\nἀλλʼ ὄλεθʼ, ὡς ὤφελλʼ Ἑλένης ἀπὸ φῦλον ὀλέσθαι\nπρόχνυ, ἐπεὶ πολλῶν ἀνδρῶν ὑπὸ γούνατʼ ἔλυσε·\nκαὶ γὰρ κεῖνος ἔβη Ἀγαμέμνονος εἵνεκα τιμῆς\nἼλιον εἰς εὔπωλον, ἵνα Τρώεσσι μάχοιτο.",
    "en": "To this you answered, O swineherd Eumaeus, “Stranger, though a still poorer man should come here, it would not be right for me to insult him, for all strangers and beggars are from Jove. You must take what you can get and be thankful, for servants live in fear when they have young lords for their masters; and this is my misfortune now, for heaven has hindered the return of him who would have been always good to me and given me something of my own, a house, a piece of land, a good looking wife, and all else that a liberal master allows a servant who has worked hard for him, and whose labour the gods have prospered as they have mine in the situation which I hold. If my master had grown old here he would have done great things by me, but he is gone, and I wish that Helen’s whole race were utterly destroyed, for she has been the death of many a good man. It was this matter that took my master to Ilius, the land of noble steeds, to fight the Trojans in the cause of king Agamemnon.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.72–92",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ζωστῆρι θοῶς συνέεργε χιτῶνα,\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεν ἐς συφεούς, ὅθι ἔθνεα ἔρχατο χοίρων.\nἔνθεν ἑλὼν δύʼ ἔνεικε καὶ ἀμφοτέρους ἱέρευσεν,\nεὗσέ τε μίστυλλέν τε καὶ ἀμφʼ ὀβελοῖσιν ἔπειρεν.\nὀπτήσας δʼ ἄρα πάντα φέρων παρέθηκʼ Ὀδυσῆϊ\nθέρμʼ αὐτοῖς ὀβελοῖσιν· ὁ δʼ ἄλφιτα λευκὰ πάλυνεν·\nἐν δʼ ἄρα κισσυβίῳ κίρνη μελιηδέα οἶνον,\nαὐτὸς δʼ ἀντίον ἷζεν, ἐποτρύνων δὲ προσηύδα·\nἔσθιε νῦν, ὦ ξεῖνε, τά τε δμώεσσι πάρεστι,\nχοίρεʼ· ἀτὰρ σιάλους γε σύας μνηστῆρες ἔδουσιν,\nοὐκ ὄπιδα φρονέοντες ἐνὶ φρεσὶν οὐδʼ ἐλεητύν.\nοὐ μὲν σχέτλια ἔργα θεοὶ μάκαρες φιλέουσιν,\nἀλλὰ δίκην τίουσι καὶ αἴσιμα ἔργʼ ἀνθρώπων.\nκαὶ μὲν δυσμενέες καὶ ἀνάρσιοι, οἵ τʼ ἐπὶ γαίης\nἀλλοτρίης βῶσιν καί σφι Ζεὺς ληΐδα δώῃ,\nπλησάμενοι δέ τε νῆας ἔβαν οἶκόνδε νέεσθαι,\nκαὶ μὲν τοῖς ὄπιδος κρατερὸν δέος ἐν φρεσὶ πίπτει.\nοἵδε δὲ καί τι ἴσασι, θεοῦ δέ τινʼ ἔκλυον αὐδήν,\nκείνου λυγρὸν ὄλεθρον, ὅτʼ οὐκ ἐθέλουσι δικαίως\nμνᾶσθαι οὐδὲ νέεσθαι ἐπὶ σφέτερʼ, ἀλλὰ ἕκηλοι\nκτήματα δαρδάπτουσιν ὑπέρβιον, οὐδʼ ἔπι φειδώ.",
    "en": "As he spoke he bound his girdle round him and went to the styes where the young sucking pigs were penned. He picked out two which he brought back with him and sacrificed. He singed them, cut them up, and spitted them; when the meat was cooked he brought it all in and set it before Ulysses, hot and still on the spit, whereon Ulysses sprinkled it over with white barley meal. The swineherd then mixed wine in a bowl of ivy-wood, and taking a seat opposite Ulysses told him to begin.\n“Fall to, stranger,” said he, “on a dish of servant’s pork. The fat pigs have to go to the suitors, who eat them up without shame or scruple; but the blessed gods love not such shameful doings, and respect those who do what is lawful and right. Even the fierce freebooters who go raiding on other people’s land, and Jove gives them their spoil, even they, when they have filled their ships and got home again live conscience-stricken, and look fearfully for judgement; but some god seems to have told these people that Ulysses is dead and gone; they will not, therefore, go back to their own homes and make their offers of marriage in the usual way, but waste his estate by force, without fear or stint."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.93–108",
    "orig": "ὅσσαι γὰρ νύκτες τε καὶ ἡμέραι ἐκ Διός εἰσιν,\nοὔ ποθʼ ἓν ἱρεύουσʼ ἱερήϊον, οὐδὲ δύʼ οἴω·\nοἶνον δὲ φθινύθουσιν ὑπέρβιον ἐξαφύοντες.\nἦ γάρ οἱ ζωή γʼ ἦν ἄσπετος· οὔ τινι τόσση\nἀνδρῶν ἡρώων, οὔτʼ ἠπείροιο μελαίνης\nοὔτʼ αὐτῆς Ἰθάκης· οὐδὲ ξυνεείκοσι φωτῶν\nἔστʼ ἄφενος τοσσοῦτον· ἐγὼ δέ κέ τοι καταλέξω.\nδώδεκʼ ἐν ἠπείρῳ ἀγέλαι· τόσα πώεα οἰῶν,\nτόσσα συῶν συβόσια, τόσʼ αἰπόλια πλατέʼ αἰγῶν\nβόσκουσι ξεῖνοί τε καὶ αὐτοῦ βώτορες ἄνδρες.\nἐνθάδε δʼ αἰπόλια πλατέʼ αἰγῶν ἕνδεκα πάντα\nἐσχατιῇ βόσκοντʼ, ἐπὶ δʼ ἀνέρες ἐσθλοὶ ὄρονται.\nτῶν αἰεί σφιν ἕκαστος ἐπʼ ἤματι μῆλον ἀγινεῖ,\nζατρεφέων αἰγῶν ὅς τις φαίνηται ἄριστος.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ σῦς τάσδε φυλάσσω τε ῥύομαί τε,\nκαί σφι συῶν τὸν ἄριστον ἐῢ κρίνας ἀποπέμπω.",
    "en": "Not a day or night comes out of heaven, but they sacrifice not one victim nor two only, and they take the run of his wine, for he was exceedingly rich. No other great man either in Ithaca or on the mainland is as rich as he was; he had as much as twenty men put together. I will tell you what he had. There are twelve herds of cattle upon the main land, and as many flocks of sheep, there are also twelve droves of pigs, while his own men and hired strangers feed him twelve widely spreading herds of goats. Here in Ithaca he runs even large flocks of goats on the far end of the island, and they are in the charge of excellent goat herds. Each one of these sends the suitors the best goat in the flock every day. As for myself, I am in charge of the pigs that you see here, and I have to keep picking out the best I have and sending it to them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.109–127",
    "orig": "ὣς φάθʼ, ὁ δʼ ἐνδυκέως κρέα τʼ ἤσθιε πῖνέ τε οἶνον\nἁρπαλέως ἀκέων, κακὰ δὲ μνηστῆρσι φύτευεν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δείπνησε καὶ ἤραρε θυμὸν ἐδωδῇ,\nκαί οἱ πλησάμενος δῶκε σκύφον, ᾧ περ ἔπινεν,\nοἴνου ἐνίπλειον· ὁ δʼ ἐδέξατο, χαῖρε δὲ θυμῷ,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nὦ φίλε, τίς γάρ σε πρίατο κτεάτεσσιν ἑοῖσιν,\nὧδε μάλʼ ἀφνειὸς καὶ καρτερὸς ὡς ἀγορεύεις;\nφῆς δʼ αὐτὸν φθίσθαι Ἀγαμέμνονος εἵνεκα τιμῆς.\nεἰπέ μοι, αἴ κέ ποθι γνώω τοιοῦτον ἐόντα.\nΖεὺς γάρ που τό γε οἶδε καὶ ἀθάνατοι θεοὶ ἄλλοι,\nεἴ κέ μιν ἀγγείλαιμι ἰδών· ἐπὶ πολλὰ δʼ ἀλήθην.\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα συβώτης, ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν·\nὦ γέρον, οὔ τις κεῖνον ἀνὴρ ἀλαλήμενος ἐλθὼν\nἀγγέλλων πείσειε γυναῖκά τε καὶ φίλον υἱόν,\nἀλλʼ ἄλλως κομιδῆς κεχρημένοι ἄνδρες ἀλῆται\nψεύδοντʼ, οὐδʼ ἐθέλουσιν ἀληθέα μυθήσασθαι.\nὃς δέ κʼ ἀλητεύων Ἰθάκης ἐς δῆμον ἵκηται,\nἐλθὼν ἐς δέσποιναν ἐμὴν ἀπατήλια βάζει·",
    "en": "This was his story, but Ulysses went on eating and drinking ravenously without a word, brooding his revenge. When he had eaten enough and was satisfied, the swineherd took the bowl from which he usually drank, filled it with wine, and gave it to Ulysses, who was pleased, and said as he took it in his hands, “My friend, who was this master of yours that bought you and paid for you, so rich and so powerful as you tell me? You say he perished in the cause of King Agamemnon; tell me who he was, in case I may have met with such a person. Jove and the other gods know, but I may be able to give you news of him, for I have travelled much.”\nEumaeus answered, “Old man, no traveller who comes here with news will get Ulysses’ wife and son to believe his story. Nevertheless, tramps in want of a lodging keep coming with their mouths full of lies, and not a word of truth; every one who finds his way to Ithaca goes to my mistress and tells her falsehoods, whereon she takes them in, makes much of them, and asks them all manner of questions, crying all the time as women will when they have lost their husbands."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.128–147",
    "orig": "ἡ δʼ εὖ δεξαμένη φιλέει καὶ ἕκαστα μεταλλᾷ,\nκαί οἱ ὀδυρομένῃ βλεφάρων ἄπο δάκρυα πίπτει,\nἣ θέμις ἐστὶ γυναικός, ἐπὴν πόσις ἄλλοθʼ ὄληται.\nαἶψά κε καὶ σύ, γεραιέ, ἔπος παρατεκτήναιο.\nεἴ τίς τοι χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματα δοίη.\nτοῦ δʼ ἤδη μέλλουσι κύνες ταχέες τʼ οἰωνοὶ\nῥινὸν ἀπʼ ὀστεόφιν ἐρύσαι, ψυχὴ δὲ λέλοιπεν·\nἢ τόν γʼ ἐν πόντῳ φάγον ἰχθύες, ὀστέα δʼ αὐτοῦ\nκεῖται ἐπʼ ἠπείρου ψαμάθῳ εἰλυμένα πολλῇ.\nὣς ὁ μὲν ἔνθʼ ἀπόλωλε, φίλοισι δὲ κήδεʼ ὀπίσσω\nπᾶσιν, ἐμοὶ δὲ μάλιστα, τετεύχαται· οὐ γὰρ ἔτʼ ἄλλον\nἤπιον ὧδε ἄνακτα κιχήσομαι, ὁππόσʼ ἐπέλθω,\nοὐδʼ εἴ κεν πατρὸς καὶ μητέρος αὖτις ἵκωμαι\nοἶκον, ὅθι πρῶτον γενόμην καί μʼ ἔτρεφον αὐτοί.\nοὐδέ νυ τῶν ἔτι τόσσον ὀδύρομαι, ἱέμενός περ\nὀφθαλμοῖσιν ἰδέσθαι ἐὼν ἐν πατρίδι γαίῃ·\nἀλλά μʼ Ὀδυσσῆος πόθος αἴνυται οἰχομένοιο.\nτὸν μὲν ἐγών, ὦ ξεῖνε, καὶ οὐ παρεόντʼ ὀνομάζειν\nαἰδέομαι· πέρι γάρ μʼ ἐφίλει καὶ κήδετο θυμῷ·\nἀλλά μιν ἠθεῖον καλέω καὶ νόσφιν ἐόντα.",
    "en": "And you too, old man, for a shirt and a cloak would doubtless make up a very pretty story. But the wolves and birds of prey have long since torn Ulysses to pieces, or the fishes of the sea have eaten him, and his bones are lying buried deep in sand upon some foreign shore; he is dead and gone, and a bad business it is for all his friends, for me especially; go where I may I shall never find so good a master, not even if I were to go home to my mother and father where I was bred and born. I do not so much care, however, about my parents now, though I should dearly like to see them again in my own country; it is the loss of Ulysses that grieves me most; I cannot speak of him without reverence though he is here no longer, for he was very fond of me, and took such care of me that wherever he may be I shall always honour his memory.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.148–164",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ φίλʼ, ἐπειδὴ πάμπαν ἀναίνεαι, οὐδʼ ἔτι φῇσθα\nκεῖνον ἐλεύσεσθαι, θυμὸς δέ τοι αἰὲν ἄπιστος·\nἀλλʼ ἐγὼ οὐκ αὔτως μυθήσομαι, ἀλλὰ σὺν ὅρκῳ,\nὡς νεῖται Ὀδυσεύς· εὐαγγέλιον δέ μοι ἔστω\nαὐτίκʼ, ἐπεί κεν κεῖνος ἰὼν τὰ ἃ δώμαθʼ ἵκηται·\nἕσσαι με χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε, εἵματα καλά·\nπρὶν δέ κε, καὶ μάλα περ κεχρημένος, οὔ τι δεχοίμην.\nἐχθρὸς γάρ μοι κεῖνος ὁμῶς Ἀΐδαο πύλῃσι\nγίγνεται, ὃς πενίῃ εἴκων ἀπατήλια βάζει.\nἴστω νῦν Ζεὺς πρῶτα θεῶν, ξενίη τε τράπεζα,\nἱστίη τʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἀμύμονος, ἣν ἀφικάνω·\nἦ μέν τοι τάδε πάντα τελείεται ὡς ἀγορεύω.\nτοῦδʼ αὐτοῦ λυκάβαντος ἐλεύσεται ἐνθάδʼ Ὀδυσσεύς.\nτοῦ μὲν φθίνοντος μηνός, τοῦ δʼ ἱσταμένοιο,\nοἴκαδε νοστήσει, καὶ τίσεται ὅς τις ἐκείνου\nἐνθάδʼ ἀτιμάζει ἄλοχον καὶ φαίδιμον υἱόν.",
    "en": "“My friend,” replied Ulysses, “you are very positive, and very hard of belief about your master’s coming home again, nevertheless I will not merely say, but will swear, that he is coming. Do not give me anything for my news till he has actually come, you may then give me a shirt and cloak of good wear if you will. I am in great want, but I will not take anything at all till then, for I hate a man, even as I hate hell fire, who lets his poverty tempt him into lying. I swear by king Jove, by the rites of hospitality, and by that hearth of Ulysses to which I have now come, that all will surely happen as I have said it will. Ulysses will return in this self same year; with the end of this moon and the beginning of the next he will be here to do vengeance on all those who are ill treating his wife and son.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.165–182",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nὦ γέρον, οὔτʼ ἄρʼ ἐγὼν εὐαγγέλιον τόδε τίσω,\nοὔτʼ Ὀδυσεὺς ἔτι οἶκον ἐλεύσεται· ἀλλὰ ἕκηλος\nπῖνε, καὶ ἄλλα παρὲξ μεμνώμεθα, μηδέ με τούτων\nμίμνησκʼ· ἦ γὰρ θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἐμοῖσιν\nἄχνυται, ὁππότε τις μνήσῃ κεδνοῖο ἄνακτος.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι ὅρκον μὲν ἐάσομεν, αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἔλθοι ὅπως μιν ἐγώ γʼ ἐθέλω καὶ Πηνελόπεια\nΛαέρτης θʼ ὁ γέρων καὶ Τηλέμαχος θεοειδής.\nνῦν αὖ παιδὸς ἄλαστον ὀδύρομαι, ὃν τέκʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nΤηλεμάχου· τὸν ἐπεὶ θρέψαν θεοὶ ἔρνεϊ ἶσον,\nκαί μιν ἔφην ἔσσεσθαι ἐν ἀνδράσιν οὔ τι χέρηα\nπατρὸς ἑοῖο φίλοιο, δέμας καὶ εἶδος ἀγητόν,\nτὸν δέ τις ἀθανάτων βλάψε φρένας ἔνδον ἐΐσας\nἠέ τις ἀνθρώπων· ὁ δʼ ἔβη μετὰ πατρὸς ἀκουὴν\nἐς Πύλον ἠγαθέην· τὸν δὲ μνηστῆρες ἀγαυοὶ\nοἴκαδʼ ἰόντα λοχῶσιν, ὅπως ἀπὸ φῦλον ὄληται\nνώνυμον ἐξ Ἰθάκης Ἀρκεισίου ἀντιθέοιο.",
    "en": "To this you answered, O swineherd Eumaeus, “Old man, you will neither get paid for bringing good news, nor will Ulysses ever come home; drink your wine in peace, and let us talk about something else. Do not keep on reminding me of all this; it always pains me when any one speaks about my honoured master. As for your oath we will let it alone, but I only wish he may come, as do Penelope, his old father Laertes, and his son Telemachus. I am terribly unhappy too about this same boy of his; he was running up fast into manhood, and bade fare to be no worse man, face and figure, than his father, but some one, either god or man, has been unsettling his mind, so he has gone off to Pylos to try and get news of his father, and the suitors are lying in wait for him as he is coming home, in the hope of leaving the house of Arceisius without a name in Ithaca."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.183–198",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἦ τοι κεῖνον μὲν ἐάσομεν, ἤ κεν ἁλώῃ\nἦ κε φύγῃ καί κέν οἱ ὑπέρσχῃ χεῖρα Κρονίων.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι σύ, γεραιέ, τὰ σʼ αὐτοῦ κήδεʼ ἐνίσπες\nκαί μοι τοῦτʼ ἀγόρευσον ἐτήτυμον, ὄφρʼ ἐῢ εἰδῶ·\nτίς πόθεν εἶς ἀνδρῶν; πόθι τοι πόλις ἠδὲ τοκῆες;\nὁπποίης τʼ ἐπὶ νηὸς ἀφίκεο· πῶς δέ σε ναῦται\nἤγαγον εἰς Ἰθάκην; τίνες ἔμμεναι εὐχετόωντο;\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τί σε πεζὸν ὀΐομαι ἐνθάδʼ ἱκέσθαι.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι ταῦτα μάλʼ ἀτρεκέως ἀγορεύσω.\nεἴη μὲν νῦν νῶϊν ἐπὶ χρόνον ἠμὲν ἐδωδὴ\nἠδὲ μέθυ γλυκερὸν κλισίης ἔντοσθεν ἐοῦσι,\nδαίνυσθαι ἀκέοντʼ, ἄλλοι δʼ ἐπὶ ἔργον ἕποιεν·\nῥηϊδίως κεν ἔπειτα καὶ εἰς ἐνιαυτὸν ἅπαντα\nοὔ τι διαπρήξαιμι λέγων ἐμὰ κήδεα θυμοῦ,\nὅσσα γε δὴ ξύμπαντα θεῶν ἰότητι μόγησα.",
    "en": "But let us say no more about him, and leave him to be taken, or else to escape if the son of Saturn holds his hand over him to protect him. And now, old man, tell me your own story; tell me also, for I want to know, who you are and where you come from. Tell me of your town and parents, what manner of ship you came in, how crew brought you to Ithaca, and from what country they professed to come, for you cannot have come by land.”\nAnd Ulysses answered, “I will tell you all about it. If there were meat and wine enough, and we could stay here in the hut with nothing to do but to eat and drink while the others go to their work, I could easily talk on for a whole twelve months without ever finishing the story of the sorrows with which it has pleased heaven to visit me."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.199–210",
    "orig": "ἐκ μὲν Κρητάων γένος εὔχομαι εὐρειάων,\nἀνέρος ἀφνειοῖο πάϊς· πολλοὶ δὲ καὶ ἄλλοι\nυἱέες ἐν μεγάρῳ ἠμὲν τράφεν ἠδʼ ἐγένοντο\nγνήσιοι ἐξ ἀλόχου· ἐμὲ δʼ ὠνητὴ τέκε μήτηρ\nπαλλακίς, ἀλλά με ἶσον ἰθαιγενέεσσιν ἐτίμα\nΚάστωρ Ὑλακίδης, τοῦ ἐγὼ γένος εὔχομαι εἶναι\nὃς τότʼ ἐνὶ Κρήτεσσι θεὸς ὣς τίετο δήμῳ\nὄλβῳ τε πλούτῳ τε καὶ υἱάσι κυδαλίμοισιν.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι τὸν κῆρες ἔβαν θανάτοιο φέρουσαι\nεἰς Ἀΐδαο δόμους· τοὶ δὲ ζωὴν ἐδάσαντο\nπαῖδες ὑπέρθυμοι καὶ ἐπὶ κλήρους ἐβάλοντο,\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ μάλα παῦρα δόσαν καὶ οἰκίʼ ἔνειμαν.",
    "en": "“I am by birth a Cretan; my father was a well to do man, who had many sons born in marriage, whereas I was the son of a slave whom he had purchased for a concubine; nevertheless, my father Castor son of Hylax (whose lineage I claim, and who was held in the highest honour among the Cretans for his wealth, prosperity, and the valour of his sons) put me on the same level with my brothers who had been born in wedlock. When, however, death took him to the house of Hades, his sons divided his estate and cast lots for their shares, but to me they gave a holding and little else;"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.211–228",
    "orig": "ἠγαγόμην δὲ γυναῖκα πολυκλήρων ἀνθρώπων\nεἵνεκʼ ἐμῆς ἀρετῆς, ἐπεὶ οὐκ ἀποφώλιος ἦα\nοὐδὲ φυγοπτόλεμος· νῦν δʼ ἤδη πάντα λέλοιπεν\nἀλλʼ ἔμπης καλάμην γέ σʼ ὀΐομαι εἰσορόωντα\nγιγνώσκειν· ἦ γάρ με δύη ἔχει ἤλιθα πολλή.\nἦ μὲν δὴ θάρσος μοι Ἄρης τʼ ἔδοσαν καὶ Ἀθήνη\nκαὶ ῥηξηνορίην· ὁπότε κρίνοιμι λόχονδε\nἄνδρας ἀριστῆας, κακὰ δυσμενέεσσι φυτεύων,\nοὔ ποτέ μοι θάνατον προτιόσσετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ,\nἀλλὰ πολὺ πρώτιστος ἐπάλμενος ἔγχει ἕλεσκον\nἀνδρῶν δυσμενέων ὅ τέ μοι εἴξειε πόδεσσιν.\nτοῖος ἔα ἐν πολέμῳ· ἔργον δέ μοι οὐ φίλον ἔσκεν\nοὐδʼ οἰκωφελίη, ἥ τε τρέφει ἀγλαὰ τέκνα,\nἀλλά μοι αἰεὶ νῆες ἐπήρετμοι φίλαι ἦσαν\nκαὶ πόλεμοι καὶ ἄκοντες ἐΰξεστοι καὶ ὀϊστοί,\nλυγρά, τά τʼ ἄλλοισίν γε καταριγηλὰ πέλονται.\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ τὰ φίλʼ ἔσκε τά που θεὸς ἐν φρεσὶ θῆκεν·\nἄλλος γάρ τʼ ἄλλοισιν ἀνὴρ ἐπιτέρπεται ἔργοις.",
    "en": "nevertheless, my valour enabled me to marry into a rich family, for I was not given to bragging, or shirking on the field of battle. It is all over now; still, if you look at the straw you can see what the ear was, for I have had trouble enough and to spare. Mars and Minerva made me doughty in war; when I had picked my men to surprise the enemy with an ambuscade I never gave death so much as a thought, but was the first to leap forward and spear all whom I could overtake. Such was I in battle, but I did not care about farm work, nor the frugal home life of those who would bring up children. My delight was in ships, fighting, javelins, and arrows, things that most men shudder to think of; but one man likes one thing and another another, and this was what I was most naturally inclined to."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.229–248",
    "orig": "πρὶν μὲν γὰρ Τροίης ἐπιβήμεναι υἷας Ἀχαιῶν\nεἰνάκις ἀνδράσιν ἦρξα καὶ ὠκυπόροισι νέεσσιν\nἄνδρας ἐς ἀλλοδαπούς, καί μοι μάλα τύγχανε πολλά.\nτῶν ἐξαιρεύμην μενοεικέα, πολλὰ δʼ ὀπίσσω\nλάγχανον· αἶψα δὲ οἶκος ὀφέλλετο, καί ῥα ἔπειτα\nδεινός τʼ αἰδοῖός τε μετὰ Κρήτεσσι τετύγμην.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τήν γε στυγερὴν ὁδὸν εὐρύοπα Ζεὺς\nἐφράσαθʼ, ἣ πολλῶν ἀνδρῶν ὑπὸ γούνατʼ ἔλυσε,\nδὴ τότʼ ἔμʼ ἤνωγον καὶ ἀγακλυτὸν Ἰδομενῆα\nνήεσσʼ ἡγήσασθαι ἐς Ἴλιον· οὐδέ τι μῆχος\nἦεν ἀνήνασθαι, χαλεπὴ δʼ ἔχε δήμου φῆμις.\nἔνθα μὲν εἰνάετες πολεμίζομεν υἷες Ἀχαιῶν,\nτῷ δεκάτῳ δὲ πόλιν Πριάμου πέρσαντες ἔβημεν\nοἴκαδε σὺν νήεσσι, θεὸς δʼ ἐκέδασσεν Ἀχαιούς.\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ δειλῷ κακὰ μήδετο μητίετα Ζεύς·\nμῆνα γὰρ οἶον ἔμεινα τεταρπόμενος τεκέεσσιν\nκουριδίῃ τʼ ἀλόχῳ καὶ κτήμασιν· αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nΑἴγυπτόνδε με θυμὸς ἀνώγει ναυτίλλεσθαι,\nνῆας ἐῢ στείλαντα σὺν ἀντιθέοις ἑτάροισιν.\nἐννέα νῆας στεῖλα, θοῶς δʼ ἐσαγείρατο λαός.",
    "en": "Before the Achaeans went to Troy, nine times was I in command of men and ships on foreign service, and I amassed much wealth. I had my pick of the spoil in the first instance, and much more was allotted to me later on.\n“My house grew apace and I became a great man among the Cretans, but when Jove counselled that terrible expedition, in which so many perished, the people required me and Idomeneus to lead their ships to Troy, and there was no way out of it, for they insisted on our doing so. There we fought for nine whole years, but in the tenth we sacked the city of Priam and sailed home again as heaven dispersed us. Then it was that Jove devised evil against me. I spent but one month happily with my children, wife, and property, and then I conceived the idea of making a descent on Egypt, so I fitted out a fine fleet and manned it. I had nine ships, and the people flocked to fill them."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.249–265",
    "orig": "ἑξῆμαρ μὲν ἔπειτα ἐμοὶ ἐρίηρες ἑταῖροι\nδαίνυντʼ· αὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ἱερήϊα πολλὰ παρεῖχον\nθεοῖσίν τε ῥέζειν αὐτοῖσί τε δαῖτα πένεσθαι.\nἑβδομάτῃ δʼ ἀναβάντες ἀπὸ Κρήτης εὐρείης\nἐπλέομεν Βορέῃ ἀνέμῳ ἀκραέϊ καλῷ\nῥηϊδίως, ὡς εἴ τε κατὰ ῥόον· οὐδέ τις οὖν μοι\nνηῶν πημάνθη, ἀλλʼ ἀσκηθέες καὶ ἄνουσοι\nἥμεθα, τὰς δʼ ἄνεμός τε κυβερνῆταί τʼ ἴθυνον.\nπεμπταῖοι δʼ Αἴγυπτον ἐϋρρείτην ἱκόμεσθα,\nστῆσα δʼ ἐν Αἰγύπτῳ ποταμῷ νέας ἀμφιελίσσας.\nἔνθʼ ἦ τοι μὲν ἐγὼ κελόμην ἐρίηρας ἑταίρους\nαὐτοῦ πὰρ νήεσσι μένειν καὶ νῆας ἔρυσθαι,\nὀπτῆρας δὲ κατὰ σκοπιὰς ὤτρυνα νέεσθαι·\nοἱ δʼ ὕβρει εἴξαντες, ἐπισπόμενοι μένεϊ σφῷ,\nαἶψα μάλʼ Αἰγυπτίων ἀνδρῶν περικαλλέας ἀγροὺς\nπόρθεον, ἐκ δὲ γυναῖκας ἄγον καὶ νήπια τέκνα,\nαὐτούς τʼ ἔκτεινον· τάχα δʼ ἐς πόλιν ἵκετʼ ἀϋτή.",
    "en": "For six days I and my men made feast, and I found them many victims both for sacrifice to the gods and for themselves, but on the seventh day we went on board and set sail from Crete with a fair North wind behind us though we were going down a river. Nothing went ill with any of our ships, and we had no sickness on board, but sat where we were and let the ships go as the wind and steersmen took them. On the fifth day we reached the river Aegyptus; there I stationed my ships in the river, bidding my men stay by them and keep guard over them while I sent out scouts to reconnoitre from every point of vantage.\n“But the men disobeyed my orders, took to their own devices, and ravaged the land of the Egyptians, killing the men, and taking their wives and children captive."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.266–284",
    "orig": "οἱ δὲ βοῆς ἀΐοντες ἅμʼ ἠοῖ φαινομένηφιν\nἦλθον· πλῆτο δὲ πᾶν πεδίον πεζῶν τε καὶ ἵππων\nχαλκοῦ τε στεροπῆς· ἐν δὲ Ζεὺς τερπικέραυνος\nφύζαν ἐμοῖς ἑτάροισι κακὴν βάλεν, οὐδέ τις ἔτλη\nμεῖναι ἐναντίβιον· περὶ γὰρ κακὰ πάντοθεν ἔστη.\nἔνθʼ ἡμέων πολλοὺς μὲν ἀπέκτανον ὀξέϊ χαλκῷ,\nτοὺς δʼ ἄναγον ζωούς, σφίσιν ἐργάζεσθαι ἀνάγκῃ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ Ζεὺς αὐτὸς ἐνὶ φρεσὶν ὧδε νόημα\nποίησʼ, ὡς ὄφελον θανέειν καὶ πότμον ἐπισπεῖν\nαὐτοῦ ἐν Αἰγύπτῳ· ἔτι γάρ νύ με πῆμʼ ὑπέδεκτο,\nαὐτίκʼ ἀπὸ κρατὸς κυνέην εὔτυκτον ἔθηκα\nκαὶ σάκος ὤμοιϊν, δόρυ δʼ ἔκβαλον ἔκτοσε χειρός·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ βασιλῆος ἐναντίον ἤλυθον ἵππων\nκαὶ κύσα γούναθʼ ἑλών· ὁδʼ ἐρύσατο καί μʼ ἐλέησεν,\nἐς δίφρον δέ μʼ ἕσας ἄγεν οἴκαδε δάκρυ χέοντα.\nἦ μέν μοι μάλα πολλοὶ ἐπήϊσσον μελίῃσιν,\nἱέμενοι κτεῖναι, δὴ γὰρ κεχολώατο λίην,\nἀλλʼ ἀπὸ κεῖνος ἔρυκε, Διὸς δʼ ὠπίζετο μῆνιν\nξεινίου, ὅς τε μάλιστα νεμεσσᾶται κακὰ ἔργα.",
    "en": "The alarm was soon carried to the city, and when they heard the war cry, the people came out at daybreak till the plain was filled with horsemen and foot soldiers and with the gleam of armour. Then Jove spread panic among my men, and they would no longer face the enemy, for they found themselves surrounded. The Egyptians killed many of us, and took the rest alive to do forced labour for them. Jove, however, put it in my mind to do thus, and I wish I had died then and there in Egypt instead, for there was much sorrow in store for me, I took off my helmet and shield and dropped my spear from my hand; then I went straight up to the king’s chariot, clasped his knees and kissed them, whereon he spared my life, bade me get into his chariot, and took me weeping to his own home. Many made at me with their ashen spears and tried to kill me in their fury, but the king protected me, for he feared the wrath of Jove the protector of strangers, who punishes those who do evil."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.285–304",
    "orig": "ἔνθα μὲν ἑπτάετες μένον αὐτόθι, πολλὰ δʼ ἄγειρα\nχρήματʼ ἀνʼ Αἰγυπτίους ἄνδρας· δίδοσαν γὰρ ἅπαντες.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ ὄγδοόν μοι ἐπιπλόμενον ἔτος ἦλθεν,\nδὴ τότε Φοῖνιξ ἦλθεν ἀνὴρ ἀπατήλια εἰδώς,\nτρώκτης, ὃς δὴ πολλὰ κάκʼ ἀνθρώποισιν ἐώργει·\nὅς μʼ ἄγε παρπεπιθὼν ᾗσι φρεσίν, ὄφρʼ ἱκόμεσθα\nΦοινίκην, ὅθι τοῦ γε δόμοι καὶ κτήματʼ ἔκειτο.\nἔνθα παρʼ αὐτῷ μεῖνα τελεσφόρον εἰς ἐνιαυτόν.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ μῆνές τε καὶ ἡμέραι ἐξετελεῦντο\nἄψ περιτελλομένου ἔτεος καὶ ἐπήλυθον ὧραι,\nἐς Λιβύην μʼ ἐπὶ νηὸς ἐέσσατο ποντοπόροιο\nψεύδεα βουλεύσας, ἵνα οἱ σὺν φόρτον ἄγοιμι,\nκεῖθι δέ μʼ ὡς περάσειε καὶ ἄσπετον ὦνον ἕλοιτο.\nτῷ ἑπόμην ἐπὶ νηός, ὀϊόμενός περ, ἀνάγκῃ.\nἡ δʼ ἔθεεν Βορέῃ ἀνέμῳ ἀκραέϊ καλῷ,\nμέσσον ὑπὲρ Κρήτης· Ζεὺς δέ σφισι μήδετʼ ὄλεθρον.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ Κρήτην μὲν ἐλείπομεν, οὐδέ τις ἄλλη\nφαίνετο γαιάων, ἀλλʼ οὐρανὸς ἠδὲ θάλασσα,\nδὴ τότε κυανέην νεφέλην ἔστησε Κρονίων\nνηὸς ὕπερ γλαφυρῆς, ἤχλυσε δὲ πόντος ὑπʼ αὐτῆς.",
    "en": "“I stayed there for seven years and got together much money among the Egyptians, for they all gave me something; but when it was now going on for eight years there came a certain Phoenician, a cunning rascal, who had already committed all sorts of villainy, and this man talked me over into going with him to Phoenicia, where his house and his possessions lay. I stayed there for a whole twelve months, but at the end of that time when months and days had gone by till the same season had come round again, he set me on board a ship bound for Libya, on a pretence that I was to take a cargo along with him to that place, but really that he might sell me as a slave and take the money I fetched. I suspected his intention, but went on board with him, for I could not help it.\n“The ship ran before a fresh North wind till we had reached the sea that lies between Crete and Libya; there, however, Jove counselled their destruction, for as soon as we were well out from Crete and could see nothing but sea and sky, he raised a black cloud over our ship and the sea grew dark beneath it."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.305–320",
    "orig": "Ζεὺς δʼ ἄμυδις βρόντησε καὶ ἔμβαλε νηῒ κεραυνόν·\nἡ δʼ ἐλελίχθη πᾶσα Διὸς πληγεῖσα κεραυνῷ,\nἐν δὲ θεείου πλῆτο· πέσον δʼ ἐκ νηὸς ἅπαντες.\nοἱ δὲ κορώνῃσιν ἴκελοι περὶ νῆα μέλαιναν\nκύμασιν ἐμφορέοντο· θεὸς δʼ ἀποαίνυτο νόστον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ Ζεὺς αὐτός, ἔχοντί περ ἄλγεα θυμῷ,\nἱστὸν ἀμαιμάκετον νηὸς κυανοπρῴροιο\nἐν χείρεσσιν ἔθηκεν, ὅπως ἔτι πῆμα φύγοιμι.\nτῷ ῥα περιπλεχθεὶς φερόμην ὀλοοῖς ἀνέμοισιν.\nἐννῆμαρ φερόμην, δεκάτῃ δέ με νυκτὶ μελαίνῃ\nγαίῃ Θεσπρωτῶν πέλασεν μέγα κῦμα κυλίνδον.\nἔνθα με Θεσπρωτῶν βασιλεὺς ἐκομίσσατο Φείδων\nἥρως ἀπριάτην· τοῦ γὰρ φίλος υἱὸς ἐπελθὼν\nαἴθρῳ καὶ καμάτῳ δεδμημένον ἦγεν ἐς οἶκον,\nχειρὸς ἀναστήσας, ὄφρʼ ἵκετο δώματα πατρός·\nἀμφὶ δέ με χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματα ἕσσεν.",
    "en": "Then Jove let fly with his thunderbolts and the ship went round and round and was filled with fire and brimstone as the lightning struck it. The men fell all into the sea; they were carried about in the water round the ship looking like so many sea-gulls, but the god presently deprived them of all chance of getting home again. I was all dismayed. Jove, however, sent the ship’s mast within my reach, which saved my life, for I clung to it, and drifted before the fury of the gale. Nine days did I drift but in the darkness of the tenth night a great wave bore me on to the Thesprotian coast. There Pheidon king of the Thesprotians entertained me hospitably without charging me anything at all, for his son found me when I was nearly dead with cold and fatigue, whereon he raised me by the hand, took me to his father’s house and gave me clothes to wear."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.321–340",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἐγὼ πυθόμην· κεῖνος γὰρ ἔφασκε\nξεινίσαι ἠδὲ φιλῆσαι ἰόντʼ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nκαί μοι κτήματʼ ἔδειξεν ὅσα ξυναγείρατʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nχαλκόν τε χρυσόν τε πολύκμητόν τε σίδηρον.\nκαί νύ κεν ἐς δεκάτην γενεὴν ἕτερόν γʼ ἔτι βόσκοι·\nτόσσα οἱ ἐν μεγάροις κειμήλια κεῖτο ἄνακτος.\nτὸν δʼ ἐς Δωδώνην φάτο βήμεναι, ὄφρα θεοῖο\nἐκ δρυὸς ὑψικόμοιο Διὸς βουλὴν ἐπακούσαι,\nὅππως νοστήσειʼ Ἰθάκης ἐς πίονα δῆμον\nἤδη δὴν ἀπεών, ἢ ἀμφαδὸν ἦε κρυφηδόν.\nὤμοσε δὲ πρὸς ἔμʼ αὐτόν, ἀποσπένδων ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nνῆα κατειρύσθαι καὶ ἐπαρτέας ἔμμεν ἑταίρους,\nοἳ δή μιν πέμψουσι φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.\nἀλλʼ ἐμὲ πρὶν ἀπέπεμψε· τύχησε γὰρ ἐρχομένη νηῦς\nἀνδρῶν Θεσπρωτῶν ἐς Δουλίχιον πολύπυρον.\nἔνθʼ ὅ γέ μʼ ἠνώγει πέμψαι βασιλῆϊ Ἀκάστῳ\nἐνδυκέως· τοῖσιν δὲ κακὴ φρεσὶν ἥνδανε βουλὴ\nἀμφʼ ἐμοί, ὄφρʼ ἔτι πάγχυ δύης ἐπὶ πῆμα γενοίμην.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε γαίης πολλὸν ἀπέπλω ποντοπόρος νηῦς,\nαὐτίκα δούλιον ἦμαρ ἐμοὶ περιμηχανόωντο.",
    "en": "“There it was that I heard news of Ulysses, for the king told me he had entertained him, and shown him much hospitality while he was on his homeward journey. He showed me also the treasure of gold, and wrought iron that Ulysses had got together. There was enough to keep his family for ten generations, so much had he left in the house of king Pheidon. But the king said Ulysses had gone to Dodona that he might learn Jove’s mind from the god’s high oak tree, and know whether after so long an absence he should return to Ithaca openly, or in secret. Moreover the king swore in my presence, making drink-offerings in his own house as he did so, that the ship was by the water side, and the crew found, that should take him to his own country. He sent me off however before Ulysses returned, for there happened to be a Thesprotian ship sailing for the wheat-growing island of Dulichium, and he told those in charge of her to be sure and take me safely to King Acastus.\n“These men hatched a plot against me that would have reduced me to the very extreme of misery, for when the ship had got some way out from land they resolved on selling me as a slave."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.341–359",
    "orig": "ἐκ μέν με χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματʼ ἔδυσαν,\nἀμφὶ δέ μοι ῥάκος ἄλλο κακὸν βάλον ἠδὲ χιτῶνα,\nῥωγαλέα, τὰ καὶ αὐτὸς ἐν ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ὅρηαι·\nἑσπέριοι δʼ Ἰθάκης εὐδειέλου ἔργʼ ἀφίκοντο.\nἔνθʼ ἐμὲ μὲν κατέδησαν ἐϋσσέλμῳ ἐνὶ νηῒ\nὅπλῳ ἐϋστρεφέϊ στερεῶς, αὐτοὶ δʼ ἀποβάντες\nἐσσυμένως παρὰ θῖνα θαλάσσης δόρπον ἕλοντο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ δεσμὸν μὲν ἀνέγναμψαν θεοὶ αὐτοὶ\nῥηϊδίως· κεφαλῇ δὲ κατὰ ῥάκος ἀμφικαλύψας,\nξεστὸν ἐφόλκαιον καταβὰς ἐπέλασσα θαλάσσῃ\nστῆθος, ἔπειτα δὲ χερσὶ διήρεσσʼ ἀμφοτέρῃσι\nνηχόμενος, μάλα δʼ ὦκα θύρηθʼ ἔα ἀμφὶς ἐκείνων.\nἔνθʼ ἀναβάς, ὅθι τε δρίος ἦν πολυανθέος ὕλης,\nκείμην πεπτηώς. οἱ δὲ μεγάλα στενάχοντες\nφοίτων· ἀλλʼ οὐ γάρ σφιν ἐφαίνετο κέρδιον εἶναι\nμαίεσθαι προτέρω, τοὶ μὲν πάλιν αὖτις ἔβαινον\nνηὸς ἔπι γλαφυρῆς· ἐμὲ δʼ ἔκρυψαν θεοὶ αὐτοὶ\nῥηϊδίως, καί με σταθμῷ ἐπέλασσαν ἄγοντες\nἀνδρὸς ἐπισταμένου· ἔτι γάρ νύ μοι αἶσα βιῶναι.",
    "en": "They stripped me of the shirt and cloak that I was wearing, and gave me instead the tattered old clouts in which you now see me; then, towards nightfall, they reached the tilled lands of Ithaca, and there they bound me with a strong rope fast in the ship, while they went on shore to get supper by the sea side. But the gods soon undid my bonds for me, and having drawn my rags over my head I slid down the rudder into the sea, where I struck out and swam till I was well clear of them, and came ashore near a thick wood in which I lay concealed. They were very angry at my having escaped and went searching about for me, till at last they thought it was no further use and went back to their ship. The gods, having hidden me thus easily, then took me to a good man’s door, for it seems that I am not to die yet awhile.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.360–371",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nἆ δειλὲ ξείνων, ἦ μοι μάλα θυμὸν ὄρινας\nταῦτα ἕκαστα λέγων, ὅσα δὴ πάθες ἠδʼ ὅσʼ ἀλήθης.\nἀλλὰ τά γʼ οὐ κατὰ κόσμον ὀΐομαι, οὐδέ με πείσεις\nεἰπὼν ἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆϊ· τί σε χρὴ τοῖον ἐόντα\nμαψιδίως ψεύδεσθαι; ἐγὼ δʼ εὖ οἶδα καὶ αὐτὸς\nνόστον ἐμοῖο ἄνακτος, ὅ τʼ ἤχθετο πᾶσι θεοῖσι\nπάγχυ μάλʼ, ὅττι μιν οὔ τι μετὰ Τρώεσσι δάμασσαν\nἠὲ φίλων ἐν χερσίν, ἐπεὶ πόλεμον τολύπευσε.\nτῷ κέν οἱ τύμβον μὲν ἐποίησαν Παναχαιοί,\nἠδέ κε καὶ ᾧ παιδὶ μέγα κλέος ἤρατʼ ὀπίσσω\nνῦν δέ μιν ἀκλειῶς ἅρπυιαι ἀνηρείψαντο.",
    "en": "To this you answered, O swineherd Eumaeus, “Poor unhappy stranger, I have found the story of your misfortunes extremely interesting, but that part about Ulysses is not right; and you will never get me to believe it. Why should a man like you go about telling lies in this way? I know all about the return of my master. The gods one and all of them detest him, or they would have taken him before Troy, or let him die with friends around him when the days of his fighting were done; for then the Achaeans would have built a mound over his ashes and his son would have been heir to his renown, but now the storm winds have spirited him away we know not whither."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.372–389",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ παρʼ ὕεσσιν ἀπότροπος· οὐδὲ πόλινδε\nἔρχομαι, εἰ μή πού τι περίφρων Πηνελόπεια\nἐλθέμεν ὀτρύνῃσιν, ὅτʼ ἀγγελίη ποθὲν ἔλθῃ.\nἀλλʼ οἱ μὲν τὰ ἕκαστα παρήμενοι ἐξερέουσιν,\nἠμὲν οἳ ἄχνυνται δὴν οἰχομένοιο ἄνακτος,\nἠδʼ οἳ χαίρουσιν βίοτον νήποινον ἔδοντες·\nἀλλʼ ἐμοὶ οὐ φίλον ἐστὶ μεταλλῆσαι καὶ ἐρέσθαι,\nἐξ οὗ δή μʼ Αἰτωλὸς ἀνὴρ ἐξήπαφε μύθῳ,\nὅς ῥʼ ἄνδρα κτείνας, πολλὴν ἐπὶ γαῖαν ἀληθείς,\nἦλθεν ἐμὰ πρὸς δώματʼ· ἐγὼ δέ μιν ἀμφαγάπαζον.\nφῆ δέ μιν ἐν Κρήτεσσι παρʼ Ἰδομενῆϊ ἰδέσθαι\nνῆας ἀκειόμενον, τάς οἱ ξυνέαξαν ἄελλαι·\nκαὶ φάτʼ ἐλεύσεσθαι ἢ ἐς θέρος ἢ ἐς ὀπώρην,\nπολλὰ χρήματʼ ἄγοντα, σὺν ἀντιθέοις ἑτάροισι.\nκαὶ σύ, γέρον πολυπενθές, ἐπεί σέ μοι ἤγαγε δαίμων,\nμήτε τί μοι ψεύδεσσι χαρίζεο μήτε τι θέλγε·\nοὐ γὰρ τοὔνεκʼ ἐγώ σʼ αἰδέσσομαι οὐδὲ φιλήσω,\nἀλλὰ Δία ξένιον δείσας αὐτόν τʼ ἐλεαίρων.",
    "en": "“As for me I live out of the way here with the pigs, and never go to the town unless when Penelope sends for me on the arrival of some news about Ulysses. Then they all sit round and ask questions, both those who grieve over the king’s absence, and those who rejoice at it because they can eat up his property without paying for it. For my own part I have never cared about asking anyone else since the time when I was taken in by an Aetolian, who had killed a man and come a long way till at last he reached my station, and I was very kind to him. He said he had seen Ulysses with Idomeneus among the Cretans, refitting his ships which had been damaged in a gale. He said Ulysses would return in the following summer or autumn with his men, and that he would bring back much wealth. And now you, you unfortunate old man, since fate has brought you to my door, do not try to flatter me in this way with vain hopes. It is not for any such reason that I shall treat you kindly, but only out of respect for Jove the god of hospitality, as fearing him and pitying you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.390–408",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς\nἦ μάλα τίς τοι θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἄπιστος,\nοἷόν σʼ οὐδʼ ὀμόσας περ ἐπήγαγον οὐδέ σε πείθω.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν ῥήτρην ποιησόμεθʼ· αὐτὰρ ὄπισθε\nμάρτυροι ἀμφοτέροισι θεοί, τοὶ Ὄλυμπον ἔχουσιν.\nεἰ μέν κεν νοστήσῃ ἄναξ τεὸς ἐς τόδε δῶμα,\nἕσσας με χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματα πέμψαι\nΔουλίχιόνδʼ ἰέναι, ὅθι μοι φίλον ἔπλετο θυμῷ·\nεἰ δέ κε μὴ ἔλθῃσιν ἄναξ τεὸς ὡς ἀγορεύω,\nδμῶας ἐπισσεύας βαλέειν μεγάλης κατὰ πέτρης,\nὄφρα καὶ ἄλλος πτωχὸς ἀλεύεται ἠπεροπεύειν.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσεφώνεε δῖος ὑφορβός·\nξεῖνʼ, οὕτω γάρ κέν μοι ἐϋκλείη τʼ ἀρετή τε\nεἴη ἐπʼ ἀνθρώπους ἅμα τʼ αὐτίκα καὶ μετέπειτα,\nὅς σʼ ἐπεὶ ἐς κλισίην ἄγαγον καὶ ξείνια δῶκα,\nαὖτις δὲ κτείναιμι φίλον τʼ ἀπὸ θυμὸν ἑλοίμην·\nπρόφρων κεν δὴ ἔπειτα Δία Κρονίωνα λιτοίμην.\nνῦν δʼ ὥρη δόρποιο· τάχιστά μοι ἔνδον ἑταῖροι\nεἶεν, ἵνʼ ἐν κλισίῃ λαρὸν τετυκοίμεθα δόρπον.",
    "en": "Ulysses answered, “I see that you are of an unbelieving mind; I have given you my oath, and yet you will not credit me; let us then make a bargain, and call all the gods in heaven to witness it. If your master comes home, give me a cloak and shirt of good wear, and send me to Dulichium where I want to go; but if he does not come as I say he will, set your men on to me, and tell them to throw me from yonder precipice, as a warning to tramps not to go about the country telling lies.”\n“And a pretty figure I should cut then,” replied Eumaeus, “both now and hereafter, if I were to kill you after receiving you into my hut and showing you hospitality. I should have to say my prayers in good earnest if I did; but it is just supper time and I hope my men will come in directly, that we may cook something savoury for supper.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.409–426",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nἀγχίμολον δὲ σύες τε καὶ ἀνέρες ἦλθον ὑφορβοί.\nτὰς μὲν ἄρα ἔρξαν κατὰ ἤθεα κοιμηθῆναι,\nκλαγγὴ δʼ ἄσπετος ὦρτο συῶν αὐλιζομενάων\nαὐτὰρ ὁ οἷς ἑτάροισιν ἐκέκλετο δῖος ὑφορβός·\nἄξεθʼ ὑῶν τὸν ἄριστον, ἵνα ξείνῳ ἱερεύσω\nτηλεδαπῷ· πρὸς δʼ αὐτοὶ ὀνησόμεθʼ, οἵ περ ὀϊζὺν\nδὴν ἔχομεν πάσχοντες ὑῶν ἕνεκʼ ἀργιοδόντων·\nἄλλοι δʼ ἡμέτερον κάματον νήποινον ἔδουσιν.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσας κέασε ξύλα νηλέϊ χαλκῷ,\nοἱ δʼ ὗν εἰσῆγον μάλα πίονα πενταέτηρον.\nτὸν μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἔστησαν ἐπʼ ἐσχάρῃ· οὐδὲ συβώτης\nλήθετʼ ἄρʼ ἀθανάτων· φρεσὶ γὰρ κέχρητʼ ἀγαθῇσιν·\nἀλλʼ ὅγʼ ἀπαρχόμενος κεφαλῆς τρίχας ἐν πυρὶ βάλλεν\nἀργιόδοντος ὑός, καὶ ἐπεύχετο πᾶσι θεοῖσιν\nνοστῆσαι Ὀδυσῆα πολύφρονα ὅνδε δόμονδε.\nκόψε δʼ ἀνασχόμενος σχίζῃ δρυός, ἣν λίπε κείων·\nτὸν δʼ ἔλιπε ψυχή. τοὶ δʼ ἔσφαξάν τε καὶ εὗσαν·",
    "en": "Thus did they converse, and presently the swineherds came up with the pigs, which were then shut up for the night in their styes, and a tremendous squealing they made as they were being driven into them. But Eumaeus called to his men and said, “Bring in the best pig you have, that I may sacrifice him for this stranger, and we will take toll of him ourselves. We have had trouble enough this long time feeding pigs, while others reap the fruit of our labour.”\nOn this he began chopping firewood, while the others brought in a fine fat five year old boar pig, and set it at the altar. Eumaeus did not forget the gods, for he was a man of good principles, so the first thing he did was to cut bristles from the pig’s face and throw them into the fire, praying to all the gods as he did so that Ulysses might return home again. Then he clubbed the pig with a billet of oak which he had kept back when he was chopping the firewood, and stunned it, while the others slaughtered and singed it."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.427–445",
    "orig": "αἶψα δέ μιν διέχευαν· ὁ δʼ ὠμοθετεῖτο συβώτης,\nπάντων ἀρχόμενος μελέων, ἐς πίονα δημόν,\nκαὶ τὰ μὲν ἐν πυρὶ βάλλε, παλύνας ἀλφίτου ἀκτῇ,\nμίστυλλόν τʼ ἄρα τἆλλα καὶ ἀμφʼ ὀβελοῖσιν ἔπειραν,\nὤπτησάν τε περιφραδέως ἐρύσαντό τε πάντα,\nβάλλον δʼ εἰν ἐλεοῖσιν ἀολλέα· ἂν δὲ συβώτης\nἵστατο δαιτρεύσων· περὶ γὰρ φρεσὶν αἴσιμα ᾔδη.\nκαὶ τὰ μὲν ἕπταχα πάντα διεμοιρᾶτο δαΐζων·\nτὴν μὲν ἴαν νύμφῃσι καὶ Ἑρμῇ, Μαιάδος υἱεῖ,\nθῆκεν ἐπευξάμενος, τὰς δʼ ἄλλας νεῖμεν ἑκάστῳ·\nνώτοισιν δʼ Ὀδυσῆα διηνεκέεσσι γέραιρεν\nἀργιόδοντος ὑός, κύδαινε δὲ θυμὸν ἄνακτος·\nκαί μιν φωνήσας προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nαἴθʼ οὕτως, Εὔμαιε, φίλος Διὶ πατρὶ γένοιο\nὡς ἐμοί, ὅττι τε τοῖον ἐόντʼ ἀγαθοῖσι γεραίρεις.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nἔσθιε, δαιμόνιε ξείνων, καὶ τέρπεο τοῖσδε,\nοἷα πάρεστι· θεὸς δὲ τὸ μὲν δώσει, τὸ δʼ ἐάσει,\nὅττι κεν ᾧ θυμῷ ἐθέλῃ· δύναται γὰρ ἅπαντα.",
    "en": "Then they cut it up, and Eumaeus began by putting raw pieces from each joint on to some of the fat; these he sprinkled with barley meal, and laid upon the embers; they cut the rest of the meat up small, put the pieces upon the spits and roasted them till they were done; when they had taken them off the spits they threw them on to the dresser in a heap. The swineherd, who was a most equitable man, then stood up to give every one his share. He made seven portions; one of these he set apart for Mercury the son of Maia and the nymphs, praying to them as he did so; the others he dealt out to the men man by man. He gave Ulysses some slices cut lengthways down the loin as a mark of especial honour, and Ulysses was much pleased. “I hope, Eumaeus,” said he, “that Jove will be as well disposed towards you as I am, for the respect you are showing to an outcast like myself.”\nTo this you answered, O swineherd Eumaeus, “Eat, my good fellow, and enjoy your supper, such as it is. God grants this, and withholds that, just as he thinks right, for he can do whatever he chooses.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.446–456",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα καὶ ἄργματα θῦσε θεοῖς αἰειγενέτῃσι,\nσπείσας δʼ αἴθοπα οἶνον Ὀδυσσῆϊ πτολιπόρθῳ\nἐν χείρεσσιν ἔθηκεν· ὁ δʼ ἕζετο ᾗ παρὰ μοίρῃ.\nσῖτον δέ σφιν ἔνειμε Μεσαύλιος, ὅν ῥα συβώτης\nαὐτὸς κτήσατο οἶος ἀποιχομένοιο ἄνακτος,\nνόσφιν δεσποίνης καὶ Λαέρταο γέροντος·\nπὰρ δʼ ἄρα μιν Ταφίων πρίατο κτεάτεσσιν ἑοῖσιν.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nσῖτον μέν σφιν ἀφεῖλε Μεσαύλιος, οἱ δʼ ἐπὶ κοῖτον\nσίτου καὶ κρειῶν κεκορημένοι ἐσσεύοντο.",
    "en": "As he spoke he cut off the first piece and offered it as a burnt sacrifice to the immortal gods; then he made them a drink-offering, put the cup in the hands of Ulysses, and sat down to his own portion. Mesaulius brought them their bread; the swineherd had brought this man on his own account from among the Taphians during his master’s absence, and had paid for him with his own money without saying anything either to his mistress or Laertes. They then laid their hands upon the good things that were before them, and when they had had enough to eat and drink, Mesaulius took away what was left of the bread, and they all went to bed after having made a hearty supper."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.457–471",
    "orig": "νὺξ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπῆλθε κακὴ σκοτομήνιος, ὗε δʼ ἄρα Ζεὺς\nπάννυχος, αὐτὰρ ἄη Ζέφυρος μέγας αἰὲν ἔφυδρος.\nτοῖς δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς μετέειπε, συβώτεω πειρητίζων,\nεἴ πώς οἱ ἐκδὺς χλαῖναν πόροι, ἤ τινʼ ἑταίρων\nἄλλον ἐποτρύνειεν, ἐπεί ἑο κήδετο λίην·\nκέκλυθι νῦν, Εὔμαιε καὶ ἄλλοι πάντες ἑταῖροι,\nεὐξάμενός τι ἔπος ἐρέω· οἶνος γὰρ ἀνώγει\nἠλεός, ὅς τʼ ἐφέηκε πολύφρονά περ μάλʼ ἀεῖσαι\nκαί θʼ ἁπαλὸν γελάσαι, καί τʼ ὀρχήσασθαι ἀνῆκε,\nκαί τι ἔπος προέηκεν ὅ περ τʼ ἄρρητον ἄμεινον.\nἀλλʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν τὸ πρῶτον ἀνέκραγον, οὐκ ἐπικεύσω.\nεἴθʼ ὣς ἡβώοιμι βίη τέ μοι ἔμπεδος εἴη,\nὡς ὅθʼ ὑπὸ Τροίην λόχον ἤγομεν ἀρτύναντες.\nἡγείσθην δʼ Ὀδυσεύς τε καὶ Ἀτρεΐδης Μενέλαος,\nτοῖσι δʼ ἅμα τρίτος ἄρχον ἐγών· αὐτοὶ γὰρ ἄνωγον.",
    "en": "Now the night came on stormy and very dark, for there was no moon. It poured without ceasing, and the wind blew strong from the West, which is a wet quarter, so Ulysses thought he would see whether Eumaeus, in the excellent care he took of him, would take off his own cloak and give it him, or make one of his men give him one. “Listen to me,” said he, “Eumaeus and the rest of you; when I have said a prayer I will tell you something. It is the wine that makes me talk in this way; wine will make even a wise man fall to singing; it will make him chuckle and dance and say many a word that he had better leave unspoken; still, as I have begun, I will go on. Would that I were still young and strong as when we got up an ambuscade before Troy. Menelaus and Ulysses were the leaders, but I was in command also, for the other two would have it so."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.472–485",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἱκόμεσθα ποτὶ πτόλιν αἰπύ τε τεῖχος,\nἡμεῖς μὲν περὶ ἄστυ κατὰ ῥωπήϊα πυκνά,\nἂν δόνακας καὶ ἕλος, ὑπὸ τεύχεσι πεπτηῶτες\nκείμεθα. νὺξ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπῆλθε κακὴ Βορέαο πεσόντος,\nπηγυλίς· αὐτὰρ ὕπερθε χιὼν γένετʼ ἠΰτε πάχνη,\nψυχρή, καὶ σακέεσσι περιτρέφετο κρύσταλλος.\nἔνθʼ ἄλλοι πάντες χλαίνας ἔχον ἠδὲ χιτῶνας,\nεὗδον δʼ εὔκηλοι, σάκεσιν εἰλυμένοι ὤμους·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ χλαῖναν μὲν ἰὼν ἑτάροισιν ἔλειπον\nἀφραδίῃς, ἐπεὶ οὐκ ἐφάμην ῥιγωσέμεν ἔμπης,\nἀλλʼ ἑπόμην σάκος οἶον ἔχων καὶ ζῶμα φαεινόν.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ τρίχα νυκτὸς ἔην, μετὰ δʼ ἄστρα βεβήκει,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἐγὼν Ὀδυσῆα προσηύδων ἐγγὺς ἐόντα\nἀγκῶνι νύξας· ὁ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐμμαπέως ὑπάκουσε·",
    "en": "When we had come up to the wall of the city we crouched down beneath our armour and lay there under cover of the reeds and thick brushwood that grew about the swamp. It came on to freeze with a North wind blowing; the snow fell small and fine like hoar frost, and our shields were coated thick with rime. The others had all got cloaks and shirts, and slept comfortably enough with their shields about their shoulders, but I had carelessly left my cloak behind me, not thinking that I should be too cold, and had gone off in nothing but my shirt and shield. When the night was two-thirds through and the stars had shifted their places, I nudged Ulysses who was close to me with my elbow, and he at once gave me his ear."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.486–498",
    "orig": "διογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nοὔ τοι ἔτι ζωοῖσι μετέσσομαι, ἀλλά με χεῖμα\nδάμναται· οὐ γὰρ ἔχω χλαῖναν· παρά μʼ ἤπαφε δαίμων\nοἰοχίτωνʼ ἔμεναι· νῦν δʼ οὐκέτι φυκτὰ πέλονται.\nὣς ἐφάμην, ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα νόον σχέθε τόνδʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ,\nοἷος κεῖνος ἔην βουλευέμεν ἠδὲ μάχεσθαι·\nφθεγξάμενος δʼ ὀλίγῃ ὀπί με πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπε·\nσίγα νῦν, μή τίς σευ Ἀχαιῶν ἄλλος ἀκούσῃ.\nἦ καὶ ἐπʼ ἀγκῶνος κεφαλὴν σχέθεν εἶπέ τε μῦθον·\nκλῦτε, φίλοι· θεῖός μοι ἐνύπνιον ἦλθεν ὄνειρος.\nλίην γὰρ νηῶν ἑκὰς ἤλθομεν· ἀλλά τις εἴη\nεἰπεῖν Ἀτρεΐδῃ Ἀγαμέμνονι, ποιμένι λαῶν,\nεἰ πλέονας παρὰ ναῦφιν ἐποτρύνειε νέεσθαι.",
    "en": "“‘Ulysses,’ said I, ‘this cold will be the death of me, for I have no cloak; some god fooled me into setting off with nothing on but my shirt, and I do not know what to do.’\n“Ulysses, who was as crafty as he was valiant, hit upon the following plan:\n“‘Keep still,’ said he in a low voice, ‘or the others will hear you.’ Then he raised his head on his elbow.\n“‘My friends,’ said he, ‘I have had a dream from heaven in my sleep. We are a long way from the ships; I wish some one would go down and tell Agamemnon to send us up more men at once.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.499–517",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, ὦρτο δʼ ἔπειτα Θόας, Ἀνδραίμονος υἱός,\nκαρπαλίμως, ἀπὸ δὲ χλαῖναν θέτο φοινικόεσσαν,\nβῆ δὲ θέειν ἐπὶ νῆας· ἐγὼ δʼ ἐνὶ εἵματι κείνου\nκείμην ἀσπασίως, φάε δὲ χρυσόθρονος Ἠώς.\nὣς νῦν ἡβώοιμι βίη τέ μοι ἔμπεδος εἴη·\nδοίη κέν τις χλαῖναν ἐνὶ σταθμοῖσι συφορβῶν,\nἀμφότερον, φιλότητι καὶ αἰδοῖ φωτὸς ἑῆος·\nνῦν δέ μʼ ἀτιμάζουσι κακὰ χροῒ εἵματʼ ἔχοντα.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nὦ γέρον, αἶνος μέν τοι ἀμύμων, ὃν κατέλεξας,\nοὐδέ τί πω παρὰ μοῖραν ἔπος νηκερδὲς ἔειπες·\nτῷ οὔτʼ ἐσθῆτος δευήσεαι οὔτε τευ ἄλλου,\nὧν ἐπέοιχʼ ἱκέτην ταλαπείριον ἀντιάσαντα,\nνῦν· ἀτὰρ ἠῶθέν γε τὰ σὰ ῥάκεα δνοπαλίξεις.\nοὐ γὰρ πολλαὶ χλαῖναι ἐπημοιβοί τε χιτῶνες\nἐνθάδε ἕννυσθαι, μία δʼ οἴη φωτὶ ἑκάστῳ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν ἔλθῃσιν Ὀδυσσῆος φίλος υἱός,\nαὐτός τοι χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματα δώσει,\nπέμψει δʼ ὅππῃ σε κραδίη θυμός τε κελεύει.",
    "en": "“On this Thoas son of Andraemon threw off his cloak and set out running to the ships, whereon I took the cloak and lay in it comfortably enough till morning. Would that I were still young and strong as I was in those days, for then some one of you swineherds would give me a cloak both out of good will and for the respect due to a brave soldier; but now people look down upon me because my clothes are shabby.”\nAnd Eumaeus answered, “Old man, you have told us an excellent story, and have said nothing so far but what is quite satisfactory; for the present, therefore, you shall want neither clothing nor anything else that a stranger in distress may reasonably expect, but to-morrow morning you have to shake your own old rags about your body again, for we have not many spare cloaks nor shirts up here, but every man has only one. When Ulysses’ son comes home again he will give you both cloak and shirt, and send you wherever you may want to go.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 14.518–533",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ἀνόρουσε, τίθει δʼ ἄρα οἱ πυρὸς ἐγγὺς\nεὐνήν, ἐν δʼ ὀΐων τε καὶ αἰγῶν δέρματʼ ἔβαλλεν.\nἔνθʼ Ὀδυσεὺς κατέλεκτʼ· ἐπὶ δὲ χλαῖναν βάλεν αὐτῷ\nπυκνὴν καὶ μεγάλην, ἥ οἱ παρεκέσκετʼ ἀμοιβάς,\nἕννυσθαι ὅτε τις χειμὼν ἔκπαγλος ὄροιτο.\nὣς ὁ μὲν ἔνθʼ Ὀδυσεὺς κοιμήσατο, τοὶ δὲ παρʼ αὐτὸν\nἄνδρες κοιμήσαντο νεηνίαι· οὐδὲ συβώτῃ\nἥνδανεν αὐτόθι κοῖτος, ὑῶν ἄπο κοιμηθῆναι,\nἀλλʼ ὅ γʼ ἄρʼ ἔξω ἰὼν ὡπλίζετο· χαῖρε δʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nὅττι ῥά οἱ βιότου περικήδετο νόσφιν ἐόντος.\nπρῶτον μὲν ξίφος ὀξὺ περὶ στιβαροῖς βάλετʼ ὤμοις,\nἀμφὶ δὲ χλαῖναν ἑέσσατʼ ἀλεξάνεμον, μάλα πυκνήν,\nἂν δὲ νάκην ἕλετʼ αἰγὸς ἐϋτρεφέος μεγάλοιο,\nεἵλετο δʼ ὀξὺν ἄκοντα, κυνῶν ἀλκτῆρα καὶ ἀνδρῶν.\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεναι κείων ὅθι περ σύες ἀργιόδοντες\nπέτρῃ ὕπο γλαφυρῇ εὗδον, Βορέω ὑπʼ ἰωγῇ.",
    "en": "With this he got up and made a bed for Ulysses by throwing some goatskins and sheepskins on the ground in front of the fire. Here Ulysses lay down, and Eumaeus covered him over with a great heavy cloak that he kept for a change in case of extraordinarily bad weather.\nThus did Ulysses sleep, and the young men slept beside him. But the swineherd did not like sleeping away from his pigs, so he got ready to go outside, and Ulysses was glad to see that he looked after his property during his master’s absence. First he slung his sword over his brawny shoulders and put on a thick cloak to keep out the wind. He also took the skin of a large and well fed goat, and a javelin in case of attack from men or dogs. Thus equipped he went to his rest where the pigs were camping under an overhanging rock that gave them shelter from the North wind."
   }
  ],
  "15": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.1–15",
    "orig": "ἡ δʼ εἰς εὐρύχορον Λακεδαίμονα Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη\nᾤχετʼ, Ὀδυσσῆος μεγαθύμου φαίδιμον υἱὸν\nνόστου ὑπομνήσουσα καὶ ὀτρυνέουσα νέεσθαι.\nεὗρε δὲ Τηλέμαχον καὶ Νέστορος ἀγλαὸν υἱὸν\nεὕδοντʼ ἐν προδόμῳ Μενελάου κυδαλίμοιο,\nἦ τοι Νεστορίδην μαλακῷ δεδμημένον ὕπνῳ·\nΤηλέμαχον δʼ οὐχ ὕπνος ἔχε γλυκύς, ἀλλʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nνύκτα διʼ ἀμβροσίην μελεδήματα πατρὸς ἔγειρεν.\nἀγχοῦ δʼ ἱσταμένη προσέφη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, οὐκέτι καλὰ δόμων ἄπο τῆλʼ ἀλάλησαι,\nκτήματά τε προλιπὼν ἄνδρας τʼ ἐν σοῖσι δόμοισιν\nοὕτω ὑπερφιάλους· μή τοι κατὰ πάντα φάγωσι\nκτήματα δασσάμενοι, σὺ δὲ τηϋσίην ὁδὸν ἔλθῃς.\nἀλλʼ ὄτρυνε τάχιστα βοὴν ἀγαθὸν Μενέλαον\nπεμπέμεν, ὄφρʼ ἔτι οἴκοι ἀμύμονα μητέρα τέτμῃς.",
    "en": "But Minerva went to the fair city of Lacedaemon to tell Ulysses’ son that he was to return at once. She found him and Pisistratus sleeping in the forecourt of Menelaus’s house; Pisistratus was fast asleep, but Telemachus could get no rest all night for thinking of his unhappy father, so Minerva went close up to him and said:\n“Telemachus, you should not remain so far away from home any longer, nor leave your property with such dangerous people in your house; they will eat up everything you have among them, and you will have been on a fool’s errand. Ask Menelaus to send you home at once if you wish to find your excellent mother still there when you get back."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.16–32",
    "orig": "ἤδη γάρ ῥα πατήρ τε κασίγνητοί τε κέλονται\nΕὐρυμάχῳ γήμασθαι· ὁ γὰρ περιβάλλει ἅπαντας\nμνηστῆρας δώροισι καὶ ἐξώφελλεν ἔεδνα·\nμή νύ τι σεῦ ἀέκητι δόμων ἐκ κτῆμα φέρηται.\nοἶσθα γὰρ οἷος θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι γυναικός·\nκείνου βούλεται οἶκον ὀφέλλειν ὅς κεν ὀπυίῃ,\nπαίδων δὲ προτέρων καὶ κουριδίοιο φίλοιο\nοὐκέτι μέμνηται τεθνηκότος οὐδὲ μεταλλᾷ.\nἀλλὰ σύ γʼ ἐλθὼν αὐτὸς ἐπιτρέψειας ἕκαστα\nδμῳάων ἥ τίς τοι ἀρίστη φαίνεται εἶναι,\nεἰς ὅ κέ τοι φήνωσι θεοὶ κυδρὴν παράκοιτιν.\nἄλλο δέ τοί τι ἔπος ἐρέω, σὺ δὲ σύνθεο θυμῷ.\nμνηστήρων σʼ ἐπιτηδὲς ἀριστῆες λοχόωσιν\nἐν πορθμῷ Ἰθάκης τε Σάμοιό τε παιπαλοέσσης.\nἱέμενοι κτεῖναι, πρὶν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι.\nἀλλὰ τά γʼ οὐκ ὀΐω· πρὶν καί τινα γαῖα καθέξει\nἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων, οἵ τοι βίοτον κατέδουσιν.",
    "en": "Her father and brothers are already urging her to marry Eurymachus, who has given her more than any of the others, and has been greatly increasing his wedding presents. I hope nothing valuable may have been taken from the house in spite of you, but you know what women are, they always want to do the best they can for the man who marries them, and never give another thought to the children of their first husband, nor to their father either when he is dead and done with. Go home, therefore, and put everything in charge of the most respectable woman servant that you have, until it shall please heaven to send you a wife of your own. Let me tell you also of another matter which you had better attend to. The chief men among the suitors are lying in wait for you in the Strait between Ithaca and Samos, and they mean to kill you before you can reach home. I do not much think they will succeed; it is more likely that some of those who are now eating up your property will find a grave themselves."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.33–47",
    "orig": "ἀλλὰ ἑκὰς νήσων ἀπέχειν εὐεργέα νῆα,\nνυκτὶ δʼ ὁμῶς πλείειν· πέμψει δέ τοι οὖρον ὄπισθεν\nἀθανάτων ὅς τίς σε φυλάσσει τε ῥύεταί τε.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν πρώτην ἀκτὴν Ἰθάκης ἀφίκηαι,\nνῆα μὲν ἐς πόλιν ὀτρῦναι καὶ πάντας ἑταίρους,\nαὐτὸς δὲ πρώτιστα συβώτην εἰσαφικέσθαι,\nὅς τοι ὑῶν ἐπίουρος, ὁμῶς δέ τοι ἤπια οἶδεν.\nἔνθα δὲ νύκτʼ ἀέσαι· τὸν δʼ ὀτρῦναι πόλιν εἴσω\nἀγγελίην ἐρέοντα περίφρονι Πηνελοπείῃ,\nοὕνεκά οἱ σῶς ἐσσὶ καὶ ἐκ Πύλου εἰλήλουθας.\nἡ μὲν ἄρʼ ὣς εἰποῦσʼ ἀπέβη πρὸς μακρὸν Ὄλυμπον,\nαὐτὰρ ὁ Νεστορίδην ἐξ ἡδέος ὕπνου ἔγειρεν\nλὰξ ποδὶ κινήσας, καί μιν πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπεν·\nἔγρεο, Νεστορίδη Πεισίστρατε, μώνυχας ἵππους\nζεῦξον ὑφʼ ἅρματʼ ἄγων, ὄφρα πρήσσωμεν ὁδοῖο.",
    "en": "Sail night and day, and keep your ship well away from the islands; the god who watches over you and protects you will send you a fair wind. As soon as you get to Ithaca send your ship and men on to the town, but yourself go straight to the swineherd who has charge of your pigs; he is well disposed towards you, stay with him, therefore, for the night, and then send him to Penelope to tell her that you have got back safe from Pylos.”\nThen she went back to Olympus; but Telemachus stirred Pisistratus with his heel to rouse him, and said, “Wake up Pisistratus, and yoke the horses to the chariot, for we must set off home.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.48–66",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Νεστορίδης Πεισίστρατος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, οὔ πως ἔστιν ἐπειγομένους περ ὁδοῖο\nνύκτα διὰ δνοφερὴν ἐλάαν· τάχα δʼ ἔσσεται ἠώς.\nἀλλὰ μένʼ εἰς ὅ κε δῶρα φέρων ἐπιδίφρια θήῃ\nἥρως Ἀτρείδης, δουρικλειτὸς Μενέλαος,\nκαὶ μύθοις ἀγανοῖσι παραυδήσας ἀποπέμψῃ.\nτοῦ γάρ τε ξεῖνος μιμνήσκεται ἤματα πάντα\nἀνδρὸς ξεινοδόκου, ὅς κεν φιλότητα παράσχῃ.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτίκα δὲ χρυσόθρονος ἤλυθεν Ἠώς.\nἀγχίμολον δέ σφʼ ἦλθε βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Μενέλαος,\nἀνστὰς ἐξ εὐνῆς, Ἑλένης πάρα καλλικόμοιο.\nτὸν δʼ ὡς οὖν ἐνόησεν Ὀδυσσῆος φίλος υἱός,\nσπερχόμενός ῥα χιτῶνα περὶ χροῒ σιγαλόεντα\nδῦνεν, καὶ μέγα φᾶρος ἐπὶ στιβαροῖς βάλετʼ ὤμοις\nἥρως, βῆ δὲ θύραζε, παριστάμενος δὲ προσηύδα\nΤηλέμαχος, φίλος υἱὸς Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο·\nἈτρεΐδη Μενέλαε διοτρεφές, ὄρχαμε λαῶν,\nἤδη νῦν μʼ ἀπόπεμπε φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν·\nἤδη γάρ μοι θυμὸς ἐέλδεται οἴκαδʼ ἱκέσθαι.",
    "en": "But Pisistratus said, “No matter what hurry we are in we cannot drive in the dark. It will be morning soon; wait till Menelaus has brought his presents and put them in the chariot for us; and let him say good bye to us in the usual way. So long as he lives a guest should never forget a host who has shown him kindness.”\nAs he spoke day began to break, and Menelaus, who had already risen, leaving Helen in bed, came towards them. When Telemachus saw him he put on his shirt as fast as he could, threw a great cloak over his shoulders, and went out to meet him. “Menelaus,” said he, “let me go back now to my own country, for I want to get home.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.67–85",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Μενέλαος·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, οὔ τί σʼ ἐγώ γε πολὺν χρόνον ἐνθάδʼ ἐρύξω\nἱέμενον νόστοιο· νεμεσσῶμαι δὲ καὶ ἄλλῳ\nἀνδρὶ ξεινοδόκῳ, ὅς κʼ ἔξοχα μὲν φιλέῃσιν,\nἔξοχα δʼ ἐχθαίρῃσιν· ἀμείνω δʼ αἴσιμα πάντα.\nἶσόν τοι κακόν ἐσθʼ, ὅς τʼ οὐκ ἐθέλοντα νέεσθαι\nξεῖνον ἐποτρύνει καὶ ὃς ἐσσύμενον κατερύκει.\nχρὴ ξεῖνον παρεόντα φιλεῖν, ἐθέλοντα δὲ πέμπειν.\nἀλλὰ μένʼ εἰς ὅ κε δῶρα φέρων ἐπιδίφρια θείω\nκαλά, σὺ δʼ ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ἴδῃς, εἴπω δὲ γυναιξὶ\nδεῖπνον ἐνὶ μεγάροις τετυκεῖν ἅλις ἔνδον ἐόντων.\nἀμφότερον, κῦδός τε καὶ ἀγλαΐη καὶ ὄνειαρ,\nδειπνήσαντας ἴμεν πολλὴν ἐπʼ ἀπείρονα γαῖαν.\nεἰ δʼ ἐθέλεις τραφθῆναι ἀνʼ Ἑλλάδα καὶ μέσον Ἄργος,\nὄφρα τοι αὐτὸς ἕπωμαι, ὑποζεύξω δέ τοι ἵππους,\nἄστεα δʼ ἀνθρώπων ἡγήσομαι· οὐδέ τις ἡμέας\nαὔτως ἀππέμψει, δώσει δέ τι ἕν γε φέρεσθαι,\nἠέ τινα τριπόδων εὐχάλκων ἠὲ λεβήτων,\nἠὲ δύʼ ἡμιόνους ἠὲ χρύσειον ἄλεισον.",
    "en": "And Menelaus answered, “Telemachus, if you insist on going I will not detain you. I do not like to see a host either too fond of his guest or too rude to him. Moderation is best in all things, and not letting a man go when he wants to do so is as bad as telling him to go if he would like to stay. One should treat a guest well as long as he is in the house and speed him when he wants to leave it. Wait, then, till I can get your beautiful presents into your chariot, and till you have yourself seen them. I will tell the women to prepare a sufficient dinner for you of what there may be in the house; it will be at once more proper and cheaper for you to get your dinner before setting out on such a long journey. If, moreover, you have a fancy for making a tour in Hellas or in the Peloponnese, I will yoke my horses, and will conduct you myself through all our principal cities. No one will send us away empty handed; every one will give us something, a bronze tripod, a couple of mules, or a gold cup.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.86–100",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἈτρεΐδη Μενέλαε διοτρεφές, ὄρχαμε λαῶν,\nβούλομαι ἤδη νεῖσθαι ἐφʼ ἡμέτερʼ· οὐ γὰρ ὄπισθεν\nοὖρον ἰὼν κατέλειπον ἐπὶ κτεάτεσσιν ἐμοῖσιν·\nμὴ πατέρʼ ἀντίθεον διζήμενος αὐτὸς ὄλωμαι,\nἤ τί μοι ἐκ μεγάρων κειμήλιον ἐσθλὸν ὄληται.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ τό γʼ ἄκουσε βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Μενέλαος,\nαὐτίκʼ ἄρʼ ᾗ ἀλόχῳ ἠδὲ δμῳῇσι κέλευσε\nδεῖπνον ἐνὶ μεγάροις τετυκεῖν ἅλις ἔνδον ἐόντων.\nἀγχίμολον δέ οἱ ἦλθε Βοηθοΐδης Ἐτεωνεύς,\nἀνστὰς ἐξ εὐνῆς, ἐπεὶ οὐ πολὺ ναῖεν ἀπʼ αὐτοῦ·\nτὸν πῦρ κῆαι ἄνωγε βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Μενέλαος\nὀπτῆσαί τε κρεῶν· ὁ δʼ ἄρʼ οὐκ ἀπίθησεν ἀκούσας.\nαὐτὸς δʼ ἐς θάλαμον κατεβήσετο κηώεντα,\nοὐκ οἶος, ἅμα τῷ γʼ Ἑλένη κίε καὶ Μεγαπένθης.",
    "en": "“Menelaus,” replied Telemachus, “I want to go home at once, for when I came away I left my property without protection, and fear that while looking for my father I shall come to ruin myself, or find that something valuable has been stolen during my absence.”\nWhen Menelaus heard this he immediately told his wife and servants to prepare a sufficient dinner from what there might be in the house. At this moment Eteoneus joined him, for he lived close by and had just got up; so Menelaus told him to light the fire and cook some meat, which he at once did. Then Menelaus went down into his fragrant store room, not alone, but Helen went too, with Megapenthes."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.101–119",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἵκανον ὅθι κειμήλια κεῖτο,\nἈτρεΐδης μὲν ἔπειτα δέπας λάβεν ἀμφικύπελλον,\nυἱὸν δὲ κρητῆρα φέρειν Μεγαπένθεʼ ἄνωγεν\nἀργύρεον· Ἑλένη δὲ παρίστατο φωριαμοῖσιν,\nἔνθʼ ἔσαν οἱ πέπλοι παμποίκιλοι, οὓς κάμεν αὐτή.\nτῶν ἕνʼ ἀειραμένη Ἑλένη φέρε, δῖα γυναικῶν,\nὃς κάλλιστος ἔην ποικίλμασιν ἠδὲ μέγιστος,\nἀστὴρ δʼ ὣς ἀπέλαμπεν· ἔκειτο δὲ νείατος ἄλλων.\nβὰν δʼ ἰέναι προτέρω διὰ δώματος, ἧος ἵκοντο\nΤηλέμαχον· τὸν δὲ προσέφη ξανθὸς Μενέλαος·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, ἦ τοι νόστον, ὅπως φρεσὶ σῇσι μενοινᾷς,\nὥς τοι Ζεὺς τελέσειεν, ἐρίγδουπος πόσις Ἥρης.\nδώρων δʼ, ὅσσʼ ἐν ἐμῷ οἴκῳ κειμήλια κεῖται,\nδώσω ὃ κάλλιστον καὶ τιμηέστατόν ἐστι.\nδώσω τοι κρητῆρα τετυγμένον· ἀργύρεος δὲ\nἐστὶν ἅπας, χρυσῷ δʼ ἐπὶ χείλεα κεκράανται,\nἔργον δʼ Ἡφαίστοιο· πόρεν δέ ἑ Φαίδιμος ἥρως,\nΣιδονίων βασιλεύς, ὅθʼ ἑὸς δόμος ἀμφεκάλυψε\nκεῖσέ με νοστήσαντα· τεῒν δʼ ἐθέλω τόδʼ ὀπάσσαι.",
    "en": "When he reached the place where the treasures of his house were kept, he selected a double cup, and told his son Megapenthes to bring also a silver mixing bowl. Meanwhile Helen went to the chest where she kept the lovely dresses which she had made with her own hands, and took out one that was largest and most beautifully enriched with embroidery; it glittered like a star, and lay at the very bottom of the chest. Then they all came back through the house again till they got to Telemachus, and Menelaus said, “Telemachus, may Jove, the mighty husband of Juno, bring you safely home according to your desire. I will now present you with the finest and most precious piece of plate in all my house. It is a mixing bowl of pure silver, except the rim, which is inlaid with gold, and it is the work of Vulcan. Phaedimus king of the Sidonians made me a present of it in the course of a visit that I paid him while I was on my return home. I should like to give it to you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.120–138",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ἐν χειρὶ τίθει δέπας ἀμφικύπελλον\nἥρως Ἀτρεΐδης· ὁ δʼ ἄρα κρητῆρα φαεινὸν\nθῆκʼ αὐτοῦ προπάροιθε φέρων κρατερὸς Μεγαπένθης,\nἀργύρεον· Ἑλένη δὲ παρίστατο καλλιπάρῃος\nπέπλον ἔχουσʼ ἐν χερσίν, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·\nδῶρόν τοι καὶ ἐγώ, τέκνον φίλε, τοῦτο δίδωμι,\nμνῆμʼ Ἑλένης χειρῶν, πολυηράτου ἐς γάμου ὥρην,\nσῇ ἀλόχῳ φορέειν· τῆος δὲ φίλῃ παρὰ μητρὶ\nκείσθω ἐνὶ μεγάρῳ. σὺ δέ μοι χαίρων ἀφίκοιο\nοἶκον ἐϋκτίμενον καὶ σὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.\nὣς εἰποῦσʼ ἐν χερσὶ τίθει, ὁ δʼ ἐδέξατο χαίρων.\nκαὶ τὰ μὲν ἐς πείρινθα τίθει Πεισίστρατος ἥρως\nδεξάμενος, καὶ πάντα ἑῷ θηήσατο θυμῷ·\nτοὺς δʼ ἦγε πρὸς δῶμα κάρη ξανθὸς Μενέλαος.\nἑζέσθην δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπειτα κατὰ κλισμούς τε θρόνους τε.\nχέρνιβα δʼ ἀμφίπολος προχόῳ ἐπέχευε φέρουσα\nκαλῇ χρυσείῃ, ὑπὲρ ἀργυρέοιο λέβητος,\nνίψασθαι· παρὰ δὲ ξεστὴν ἐτάνυσσε τράπεζαν.\nσῖτον δʼ αἰδοίη ταμίη παρέθηκε φέρουσα·",
    "en": "With these words he placed the double cup in the hands of Telemachus, while Megapenthes brought the beautiful mixing bowl and set it before him. Hard by stood lovely Helen with the robe ready in her hand.\n“I too, my son,” said she, “have something for you as a keepsake from the hand of Helen; it is for your bride to wear upon her wedding day. Till then, get your dear mother to keep it for you; thus may you go back rejoicing to your own country and to your home.”\nSo saying she gave the robe over to him and he received it gladly. Then Pisistratus put the presents into the chariot, and admired them all as he did so. Presently Menelaus took Telemachus and Pisistratus into the house, and they both of them sat down to table. A maid servant brought them water in a beautiful golden ewer, and poured it into a silver basin for them to wash their hands, and she drew a clean table beside them; an upper servant brought them bread and offered them many good things of what there was in the house."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.139–153",
    "orig": "εἴδατα πόλλʼ ἐπιθεῖσα, χαριζομένη παρεόντων·\nπὰρ δὲ Βοηθοΐδης κρέα δαίετο καὶ νέμε μοίρας·\nοἰνοχόει δʼ υἱὸς Μενελάου κυδαλίμοιο.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nδὴ τότε Τηλέμαχος καὶ Νέστορος ἀγλαὸς υἱὸς\nἵππους τε ζεύγνυντʼ ἀνά θʼ ἅρματα ποικίλʼ ἔβαινον,\nἐκ δʼ ἔλασαν προθύροιο καὶ αἰθούσης ἐριδούπου.\nτοὺς δὲ μετʼ Ἀτρεΐδης ἔκιε ξανθὸς Μενέλαος,\nοἶνον ἔχων ἐν χειρὶ μελίφρονα δεξιτερῆφι,\nἐν δέπαϊ χρυσέῳ, ὄφρα λείψαντε κιοίτην.\nστῆ δʼ ἵππων προπάροιθε, δεδισκόμενος δὲ προσηύδα·\nχαίρετον, ὦ κούρω, καὶ Νέστορι ποιμένι λαῶν\nεἰπεῖν· ἦ γὰρ ἐμοί γε πατὴρ ὣς ἤπιος ἦεν,\nἧος ἐνὶ Τροίῃ πολεμίζομεν υἷες Ἀχαιῶν.",
    "en": "Eteoneus carved the meat and gave them each their portions, while Megapenthes poured out the wine. Then they laid their hands upon the good things that were before them, but as soon as they had had enough to eat and drink Telemachus and Pisistratus yoked the horses, and took their places in the chariot. They drove out through the inner gateway and under the echoing gatehouse of the outer court, and Menelaus came after them with a golden goblet of wine in his right hand that they might make a drink-offering before they set out. He stood in front of the horses and pledged them, saying, “Farewell to both of you; see that you tell Nestor how I have treated you, for he was as kind to me as any father could be while we Achaeans were fighting before Troy.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.154–168",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nκαὶ λίην κείνῳ γε, διοτρεφές, ὡς ἀγορεύεις,\nπάντα τάδʼ ἐλθόντες καταλέξομεν· αἲ γὰρ ἐγὼν ὣς\nνοστήσας Ἰθάκηνδε, κιχὼν Ὀδυσῆʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nεἴποιμʼ ὡς παρὰ σεῖο τυχὼν φιλότητος ἁπάσης\nἔρχομαι, αὐτὰρ ἄγω κειμήλια πολλὰ καὶ ἐσθλά.\nὣς ἄρα οἱ εἰπόντι ἐπέπτατο δεξιὸς ὄρνις,\nαἰετὸς ἀργὴν χῆνα φέρων ὀνύχεσσι πέλωρον,\nἥμερον ἐξ αὐλῆς· οἱ δʼ ἰΰζοντες ἕποντο\nἀνέρες ἠδὲ γυναῖκες· ὁ δέ σφισιν ἐγγύθεν ἐλθὼν\nδεξιὸς ἤϊξε πρόσθʼ ἵππων· οἱ δὲ ἰδόντες\nγήθησαν, καὶ πᾶσιν ἐνὶ φρεσὶ θυμὸς ἰάνθη.\nτοῖσι δὲ Νεστορίδης Πεισίστρατος ἤρχετο μύθων·\nφράζεο δή, Μενέλαε διοτρεφές, ὄρχαμε λαῶν,\nἢ νῶϊν τόδʼ ἔφηνε θεὸς τέρας ἦε σοὶ αὐτῷ.",
    "en": "“We will be sure, sir,” answered Telemachus, “to tell him everything as soon as we see him. I wish I were as certain of finding Ulysses returned when I get back to Ithaca, that I might tell him of the very great kindness you have shown me and of the many beautiful presents I am taking with me.”\nAs he was thus speaking a bird flew on his right hand, an eagle with a great white goose in its talons which it had carried off from the farm yard, and all the men and women were running after it and shouting. It came quite close up to them and flew away on their right hands in front of the horses. When they saw it they were glad, and their hearts took comfort within them, whereon Pisistratus said, “Tell me, Menelaus, has heaven sent this omen for us or for you?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.169–181",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, μερμήριξε δʼ ἀρηΐφιλος Μενέλαος,\nὅππως οἱ κατὰ μοῖραν ὑποκρίναιτο νοήσας.\nτὸν δʼ Ἑλένη τανύπεπλος ὑποφθαμένη φάτο μῦθον·\nκλῦτέ μευ· αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ μαντεύσομαι, ὡς ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nἀθάνατοι βάλλουσι καὶ ὡς τελέεσθαι ὀΐω.\nὡς ὅδε χῆνʼ ἥρπαξʼ ἀτιταλλομένην ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nἐλθὼν ἐξ ὄρεος, ὅθι οἱ γενεή τε τόκος τε,\nὣς Ὀδυσεὺς κακὰ πολλὰ παθὼν καὶ πόλλʼ ἐπαληθεὶς\nοἴκαδε νοστήσει καὶ τίσεται· ἠὲ καὶ ἤδη\nοἴκοι, ἀτὰρ μνηστῆρσι κακὸν πάντεσσι φυτεύει.\nτὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nοὕτω νῦν Ζεὺς θείη, ἐρίγδουπος πόσις Ἥρης·\nτῷ κέν τοι καὶ κεῖθι θεῷ ὣς εὐχετοῴμην.",
    "en": "Menelaus was thinking what would be the most proper answer for him to make, but Helen was too quick for him and said, “I will read this matter as heaven has put it in my heart, and as I doubt not that it will come to pass. The eagle came from the mountain where it was bred and has its nest, and in like manner Ulysses, after having travelled far and suffered much, will return to take his revenge, if indeed he is not back already and hatching mischief for the suitors.”\n“May Jove so grant it,” replied Telemachus, “if it should prove to be so, I will make vows to you as though you were a god, even when I am at home.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.182–201",
    "orig": "ἦ καὶ ἐφʼ ἵπποιϊν μάστιν βάλεν· οἱ δὲ μάλʼ ὦκα\nἤϊξαν πεδίονδε διὰ πτόλιος μεμαῶτες.\nοἱ δὲ πανημέριοι σεῖον ζυγὸν ἀμφὶς ἔχοντες.\nδύσετό τʼ ἠέλιος σκιόωντό τε πᾶσαι ἀγυιαί·\nἐς Φηρὰς δʼ ἵκοντο Διοκλῆος ποτὶ δῶμα,\nυἱέος Ὀρτιλόχοιο, τὸν Ἀλφειὸς τέκε παῖδα.\nἔνθα δὲ νύκτʼ ἄεσαν ὁ δὲ τοῖς πὰρ ξείνια θῆκεν.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nἵππους τε ζεύγνυντʼ ἀνά θʼ ἅρματα ποικίλʼ ἔβαινον,\nἐκ δʼ ἔλασαν προθύροιο καὶ αἰθούσης ἐριδούπου·\nμάστιξεν δʼ ἐλάαν, τὼ δʼ οὐκ ἄκοντε πετέσθην.\nαἶψα δʼ ἔπειθʼ ἵκοντο Πύλου αἰπὺ πτολίεθρον·\nκαὶ τότε Τηλέμαχος προσεφώνεε Νέστορος υἱόν·\nΝεστορίδη, πῶς κέν μοι ὑποσχόμενος τελέσειας\nμῦθον ἐμόν; ξεῖνοι δὲ διαμπερὲς εὐχόμεθʼ εἶναι\nἐκ πατέρων φιλότητος, ἀτὰρ καὶ ὁμήλικές εἰμεν·\nἥδε δʼ ὁδὸς καὶ μᾶλλον ὁμοφροσύνῃσιν ἐνήσει.\nμή με παρὲξ ἄγε νῆα, διοτρεφές, ἀλλὰ λίπʼ αὐτοῦ,\nμή μʼ ὁ γέρων ἀέκοντα κατάσχῃ ᾧ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nἱέμενος φιλέειν· ἐμὲ δὲ χρεὼ θᾶσσον ἱκέσθαι.",
    "en": "As he spoke he lashed his horses and they started off at full speed through the town towards the open country. They swayed the yoke upon their necks and travelled the whole day long till the sun set and darkness was over all the land. Then they reached Pherae, where Diocles lived who was son of Ortilochus, the son of Alpheus. There they passed the night and were treated hospitably. When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, they again yoked their horses and their places in the chariot. They drove out through the inner gateway and under the echoing gatehouse of the outer court. Then Pisistratus lashed his horses on and they flew forward nothing loath; ere long they came to Pylos, and then Telemachus said:\n“Pisistratus, I hope you will promise to do what I am going to ask you. You know our fathers were old friends before us; moreover, we are both of an age, and this journey has brought us together still more closely; do not, therefore, take me past my ship, but leave me there, for if I go to your father’s house he will try to keep me in the warmth of his good will towards me, and I must go home at once.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.202–219",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, Νεστορίδης δʼ ἄρʼ ἑῷ συμφράσσατο θυμῷ,\nὅππως οἱ κατὰ μοῖραν ὑποσχόμενος τελέσειεν.\nὧδε δέ οἱ φρονέοντι δοάσσατο κέρδιον εἶναι·\nστρέψʼ ἵππους ἐπὶ νῆα θοὴν καὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης,\nνηῒ δʼ ἐνὶ πρύμνῃ ἐξαίνυτο κάλλιμα δῶρα,\nἐσθῆτα χρυσόν τε, τά οἱ Μενέλαος ἔδωκε·\nκαί μιν ἐποτρύνων ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nσπουδῇ νῦν ἀνάβαινε κέλευέ τε πάντας ἑταίρους,\nπρὶν ἐμὲ οἴκαδʼ ἱκέσθαι ἀπαγγεῖλαί τε γέροντι.\nεὖ γὰρ ἐγὼ τόδε οἶδα κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμόν·\nοἷος κείνου θυμὸς ὑπέρβιος, οὔ σε μεθήσει,\nἀλλʼ αὐτὸς καλέων δεῦρʼ εἴσεται, οὐδέ ἕ φημι\nἂψ ἰέναι κενεόν· μάλα γὰρ κεχολώσεται ἔμπης.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσας ἔλασεν καλλίτριχας ἵππους\nἂψ Πυλίων εἰς ἄστυ, θοῶς δʼ ἄρα δώμαθʼ ἵκανε.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἑτάροισιν ἐποτρύνων ἐκέλευσεν·\nἐγκοσμεῖτε τὰ τεύχεʼ, ἑταῖροι, νηῒ μελαίνῃ,\nαὐτοί τʼ ἀμβαίνωμεν, ἵνα πρήσσωμεν ὁδοῖο.",
    "en": "Pisistratus thought how he should do as he was asked, and in the end he deemed it best to turn his horses towards the ship, and put Menelaus’s beautiful presents of gold and raiment in the stern of the vessel. Then he said, “Go on board at once and tell your men to do so also before I can reach home to tell my father. I know how obstinate he is, and am sure he will not let you go; he will come down here to fetch you, and he will not go back without you. But he will be very angry.”\nWith this he drove his goodly steeds back to the city of the Pylians and soon reached his home, but Telemachus called the men together and gave his orders. “Now, my men,” said he, “get everything in order on board the ship, and let us set out home.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.220–234",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα τοῦ μάλα μὲν κλύον ἠδʼ ἐπίθοντο,\nαἶψα δʼ ἄρʼ εἴσβαινον καὶ ἐπὶ κληῗσι καθῖζον.\nἦ τοι ὁ μὲν τὰ πονεῖτο καὶ εὔχετο, θῦε δʼ Ἀθήνῃ\nνηῒ πάρα πρυμνῇ· σχεδόθεν δέ οἱ ἤλυθεν ἀνὴρ\nτηλεδαπός, φεύγων ἐξ Ἄργεος ἄνδρα κατακτάς,\nμάντις· ἀτὰρ γενεήν γε Μελάμποδος ἔκγονος ἦεν,\nὃς πρὶν μέν ποτʼ ἔναιε Πύλῳ ἔνι, μητέρι μήλων,\nἀφνειὸς Πυλίοισι μέγʼ ἔξοχα δώματα ναίων·\nδὴ τότε γʼ ἄλλων δῆμον ἀφίκετο, πατρίδα φεύγων\nΝηλέα τε μεγάθυμον, ἀγαυότατον ζωόντων,\nὅς οἱ χρήματα πολλὰ τελεσφόρον εἰς ἐνιαυτὸν\nεἶχε βίῃ. ὁ δὲ τῆος ἐνὶ μεγάροις Φυλάκοιο\nδεσμῷ ἐν ἀργαλέῳ δέδετο, κρατέρʼ ἄλγεα πάσχων\nεἵνεκα Νηλῆος κούρης ἄτης τε βαρείης,\nτήν οἱ ἐπὶ φρεσὶ θῆκε θεὰ δασπλῆτις Ἐρινύς.",
    "en": "Thus did he speak, and they went on board even as he had said. But as Telemachus was thus busied, praying also and sacrificing to Minerva in the ship’s stern, there came to him a man from a distant country, a seer, who was flying from Argos because he had killed a man. He was descended from Melampus, who used to live in Pylos, the land of sheep; he was rich and owned a great house, but he was driven into exile by the great and powerful king Neleus. Neleus seized his goods and held them for a whole year, during which he was a close prisoner in the house of king Phylacus, and in much distress of mind both on account of the daughter of Neleus and because he was haunted by a great sorrow that dread Erinys had laid upon him."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.235–255",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν ἔκφυγε κῆρα καὶ ἤλασε βοῦς ἐριμύκους\nἐς Πύλον ἐκ Φυλάκης καὶ ἐτίσατο ἔργον ἀεικὲς\nἀντίθεον Νηλῆα, κασιγνήτῳ δὲ γυναῖκα\nἠγάγετο πρὸς δώμαθʼ. ὁ δʼ ἄλλων ἵκετο δῆμον,\nἌργος ἐς ἱππόβοτον· τόθι γάρ νύ οἱ αἴσιμον ἦεν\nναιέμεναι πολλοῖσιν ἀνάσσοντʼ Ἀργείοισιν\nἔνθα δʼ ἔγημε γυναῖκα καὶ ὑψερεφὲς θέτο δῶμα,\nγείνατο δʼ Ἀντιφάτην καὶ Μάντιον, υἷε κραταιώ.\nἈντιφάτης μὲν ἔτικτεν Ὀϊκλῆα μεγάθυμον,\nαὐτὰρ Ὀϊκλείης λαοσσόον Ἀμφιάραον,\nὃν περὶ κῆρι φίλει Ζεύς τʼ αἰγίοχος καὶ Ἀπόλλων\nπαντοίην φιλότητʼ· οὐδʼ ἵκετο γήραος οὐδόν,\nἀλλʼ ὄλετʼ ἐν Θήβῃσι γυναίων εἵνεκα δώρων.\nτοῦ δʼ υἱεῖς ἐγένοντʼ Ἀλκμαίων Ἀμφίλοχός τε.\nΜάντιος αὖ τέκετο Πολυφείδεά τε Κλεῖτόν τε·\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι Κλεῖτον χρυσόθρονος ἥρπασεν Ἠὼς\nκάλλεος εἵνεκα οἷο, ἵνʼ ἀθανάτοισι μετείη·\nαὐτὰρ ὑπέρθυμον Πολυφείδεα μάντιν Ἀπόλλων\nθῆκε βροτῶν ὄχʼ ἄριστον, ἐπεὶ θάνεν Ἀμφιάραος·\nὅς ῥʼ Ὑπερησίηνδʼ ἀπενάσσατο πατρὶ χολωθείς,\nἔνθʼ ὅ γε ναιετάων μαντεύετο πᾶσι βροτοῖσιν.",
    "en": "In the end, however, he escaped with his life, drove the cattle from Phylace to Pylos, avenged the wrong that had been done him, and gave the daughter of Neleus to his brother. Then he left the country and went to Argos, where it was ordained that he should reign over much people. There he married, established himself, and had two famous sons Antiphates and Mantius. Antiphates became father of Oicleus, and Oicleus of Amphiaraus, who was dearly loved both by Jove and by Apollo, but he did not live to old age, for he was killed in Thebes by reason of a woman’s gifts. His sons were Alcmaeon and Amphilochus. Mantius, the other son of Melampus, was father to Polypheides and Cleitus. Aurora, throned in gold, carried off Cleitus for his beauty’s sake, that he might dwell among the immortals, but Apollo made Polypheides the greatest seer in the whole world now that Amphiaraus was dead. He quarrelled with his father and went to live in Hyperesia, where he remained and prophesied for all men."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.256–270",
    "orig": "τοῦ μὲν ἄρʼ υἱὸς ἐπῆλθε, Θεοκλύμενος δʼ ὄνομʼ ἦεν,\nὃς τότε Τηλεμάχου πέλας ἵστατο· τὸν δʼ ἐκίχανεν\nσπένδοντʼ εὐχόμενόν τε θοῇ παρὰ νηῒ μελαίνῃ,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nὦ φίλʼ, ἐπεί σε θύοντα κιχάνω τῷδʼ ἐνὶ χώρῳ,\nλίσσομʼ ὑπὲρ θυέων καὶ δαίμονος, αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nσῆς τʼ αὐτοῦ κεφαλῆς καὶ ἑταίρων, οἵ τοι ἕπονται,\nεἰπέ μοι εἰρομένῳ νημερτέα μηδʼ ἐπικεύσῃς·\nτίς πόθεν εἶς ἀνδρῶν; πόθι τοι πόλις ἠδὲ τοκῆες;\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, ξεῖνε, μάλʼ ἀτρεκέως ἀγορεύσω.\nἐξ Ἰθάκης γένος εἰμί, πατὴρ δέ μοί ἐστιν Ὀδυσσεύς,\nεἴ ποτʼ ἔην· νῦν δʼ ἤδη ἀπέφθιτο λυγρῷ ὀλέθρῳ.\nτοὔνεκα νῦν ἑτάρους τε λαβὼν καὶ νῆα μέλαιναν\nἦλθον πευσόμενος πατρὸς δὴν οἰχομένοιο.",
    "en": "His son, Theoclymenus, it was who now came up to Telemachus as he was making drink-offerings and praying in his ship. “Friend,” said he, “now that I find you sacrificing in this place, I beseech you by your sacrifices themselves, and by the god to whom you make them, I pray you also by your own head and by those of your followers tell me the truth and nothing but the truth. Who and whence are you? Tell me also of your town and parents.”\nTelemachus said, “I will answer you quite truly. I am from Ithaca, and my father is Ulysses, as surely as that he ever lived. But he has come to some miserable end. Therefore I have taken this ship and got my crew together to see if I can hear any news of him, for he has been away a long time.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.271–288",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε Θεοκλύμενος θεοειδής·\nοὕτω τοι καὶ ἐγὼν ἐκ πατρίδος, ἄνδρα κατακτὰς\nἔμφυλον· πολλοὶ δὲ κασίγνητοί τε ἔται τε\nἌργος ἀνʼ ἱππόβοτον, μέγα δὲ κρατέουσιν Ἀχαιῶν.\nτῶν ὑπαλευάμενος θάνατον καὶ κῆρα μέλαιναν\nφεύγω, ἐπεί νύ μοι αἶσα κατʼ ἀνθρώπους ἀλάλησθαι.\nἀλλά με νηὸς ἔφεσσαι, ἐπεί σε φυγὼν ἱκέτευσα,\nμή με κατακτείνωσι· διωκέμεναι γὰρ ὀΐω.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nοὐ μὲν δή σʼ ἐθέλοντά γʼ ἀπώσω νηὸς ἐΐσης,\nἀλλʼ ἕπευ· αὐτὰρ κεῖθι φιλήσεαι, οἷά κʼ ἔχωμεν.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσας οἱ ἐδέξατο χάλκεον ἔγχος,\nκαὶ τό γʼ ἐπʼ ἰκριόφιν τάνυσεν νεὸς ἀμφιελίσσης·\nἂν δὲ καὶ αὐτὸς νηὸς ἐβήσετο ποντοπόροιο.\nἐν πρύμνῃ δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπειτα καθέζετο, πὰρ δὲ οἷ αὐτῷ\nεἷσε Θεοκλύμενον· τοὶ δὲ πρυμνήσιʼ ἔλυσαν.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἑτάροισιν ἐποτρύνας ἐκέλευσεν\nὅπλων ἅπτεσθαι· τοὶ δʼ ἐσσυμένως ἐπίθοντο.",
    "en": "“I too,” answered Theoclymenus, “am an exile, for I have killed a man of my own race. He has many brothers and kinsmen in Argos, and they have great power among the Argives. I am flying to escape death at their hands, and am thus doomed to be a wanderer on the face of the earth. I am your suppliant; take me, therefore, on board your ship that they may not kill me, for I know they are in pursuit.”\n“I will not refuse you,” replied Telemachus, “if you wish to join us. Come, therefore, and in Ithaca we will treat you hospitably according to what we have.”\nOn this he received Theoclymenus’ spear and laid it down on the deck of the ship. He went on board and sat in the stern, bidding Theoclymenus sit beside him; then the men let go the hawsers. Telemachus told them to catch hold of the ropes, and they made all haste to do so."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.289–306",
    "orig": "ἱστὸν δʼ εἰλάτινον κοίλης ἔντοσθε μεσόδμης\nστῆσαν ἀείραντες, κατὰ δὲ προτόνοισιν ἔδησαν,\nἕλκον δʼ ἱστία λευκὰ ἐϋστρέπτοισι βοεῦσι.\nτοῖσιν δʼ ἴκμενον οὖρον ἵει γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,\nλάβρον ἐπαιγίζοντα διʼ αἰθέρος, ὄφρα τάχιστα\nνηῦς ἀνύσειε θέουσα θαλάσσης ἁλμυρὸν ὕδωρ.\nβὰν δὲ παρὰ Κρουνοὺς καὶ Χαλκίδα καλλιρέεθρον.\nδύσετό τʼ ἠέλιος σκιόωντό τε πᾶσαι ἀγυιαί·\nἡ δὲ Φεὰς ἐπέβαλλεν ἐπειγομένη Διὸς οὔρῳ\nἠδὲ παρʼ Ἤλιδα δῖαν, ὅθι κρατέουσιν Ἐπειοί.\nἔνθεν δʼ αὖ νήσοισιν ἐπιπροέηκε θοῇσιν,\nὁρμαίνων ἤ κεν θάνατον φύγοι ἦ κεν ἁλώῃ.\nτὼ δʼ αὖτʼ ἐν κλισίῃ Ὀδυσεὺς καὶ δῖος ὑφορβὸς\nδορπείτην· παρὰ δέ σφιν ἐδόρπεον ἀνέρες ἄλλοι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nτοῖς δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς μετέειπε, συβώτεω πειρητίζων,\nἤ μιν ἔτʼ ἐνδυκέως φιλέοι μεῖναί τε κελεύοι\nαὐτοῦ ἐνὶ σταθμῷ, ἦ ὀτρύνειε πόλινδε·",
    "en": "They set the mast in its socket in the cross plank, raised it and made it fast with the forestays, and they hoisted their white sails with sheets of twisted ox hide. Minerva sent them a fair wind that blew fresh and strong to take the ship on her course as fast as possible. Thus then they passed by Crouni and Chalcis.\nPresently the sun set and darkness was over all the land. The vessel made a quick passage to Pheae and thence on to Elis, where the Epeans rule. Telemachus then headed her for the flying islands, wondering within himself whether he should escape death or should be taken prisoner.\nMeanwhile Ulysses and the swineherd were eating their supper in the hut, and the men supped with them. As soon as they had had to eat and drink, Ulysses began trying to prove the swineherd and see whether he would continue to treat him kindly, and ask him to stay on at the station or pack him off to the city; so he said:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.307–324",
    "orig": "κέκλυθι νῦν, Εὔμαιε, καὶ ἄλλοι πάντες ἑταῖροι·\nἠῶθεν προτὶ ἄστυ λιλαίομαι ἀπονέεσθαι\nπτωχεύσων, ἵνα μή σε κατατρύχω καὶ ἑταίρους.\nἀλλά μοι εὖ θʼ ὑπόθευ καὶ ἅμʼ ἡγεμόνʼ ἐσθλὸν ὄπασσον\nὅς κέ με κεῖσʼ ἀγάγῃ· κατὰ δὲ πτόλιν αὐτὸς ἀνάγκῃ\nπλάγξομαι, αἴ κέν τις κοτύλην καὶ πύρνον ὀρέξῃ.\nκαί κʼ ἐλθὼν πρὸς δώματʼ Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο\nἀγγελίην εἴποιμι περίφρονι Πηνελοπείῃ,\nκαί κε μνηστήρεσσιν ὑπερφιάλοισι μιγείην,\nεἴ μοι δεῖπνον δοῖεν ὀνείατα μυρίʼ ἔχοντες.\nαἶψά κεν εὖ δρώοιμι μετὰ σφίσιν ἅσσʼ ἐθέλοιεν.\nἐκ γάρ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δὲ σύνθεο καί μευ ἄκουσον·\nἙρμείαο ἕκητι διακτόρου, ὅς ῥά τε πάντων\nἀνθρώπων ἔργοισι χάριν καὶ κῦδος ὀπάζει,\nδρηστοσύνῃ οὐκ ἄν μοι ἐρίσσειε βροτὸς ἄλλος,\nπῦρ τʼ εὖ νηῆσαι διά τε ξύλα δανὰ κεάσσαι,\nδαιτρεῦσαί τε καὶ ὀπτῆσαι καὶ οἰνοχοῆσαι,\nοἷά τε τοῖς ἀγαθοῖσι παραδρώωσι χέρηες.",
    "en": "“Eumaeus, and all of you, to-morrow I want to go away and begin begging about the town, so as to be no more trouble to you or to your men. Give me your advice therefore, and let me have a good guide to go with me and show me the way. I will go the round of the city begging as I needs must, to see if any one will give me a drink and a piece of bread. I should like also to go to the house of Ulysses and bring news of her husband to Queen Penelope. I could then go about among the suitors and see if out of all their abundance they will give me a dinner. I should soon make them an excellent servant in all sorts of ways. Listen and believe when I tell you that by the blessing of Mercury who gives grace and good name to the works of all men, there is no one living who would make a more handy servant than I should, to put fresh wood on the fire, chop fuel, carve, cook, pour out wine, and do all those services that poor men have to do for their betters.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.325–339",
    "orig": "τὸν δὲ μέγʼ ὀχθήσας προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nὤ μοι, ξεῖνε, τίη τοι ἐνὶ φρεσὶ τοῦτο νόημα\nἔπλετο; ἦ σύ γε πάγχυ λιλαίεαι αὐτόθʼ ὀλέσθαι.\nεἰ δὴ μνηστήρων ἐθέλεις καταδῦναι ὅμιλον,\nτῶν ὕβρις τε βίη τε σιδήρεον οὐρανὸν ἵκει.\nοὔ τοι τοιοίδʼ εἰσὶν ὑποδρηστῆρες ἐκείνων,\nἀλλὰ νέοι, χλαίνας εὖ εἱμένοι ἠδὲ χιτῶνας,\nαἰεὶ δὲ λιπαροὶ κεφαλὰς καὶ καλὰ πρόσωπα,\nοἵ σφιν ὑποδρώωσιν· ἐΰξεστοι δὲ τράπεζαι\nσίτου καὶ κρειῶν ἠδʼ οἴνου βεβρίθασιν.\nἀλλὰ μένʼ· οὐ γάρ τίς τοι ἀνιᾶται παρεόντι,\nοὔτʼ ἐγὼ οὔτε τις ἄλλος ἑταίρων, οἵ μοι ἔασιν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν ἔλθῃσιν Ὀδυσσῆος φίλος υἱός,\nκεῖνός σε χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματα ἕσσει,\nπέμψει δʼ ὅππη σε κραδίη θυμός τε κελεύει.",
    "en": "The swineherd was very much disturbed when he heard this. “Heaven help me,” he exclaimed, “what ever can have put such a notion as that into your head? If you go near the suitors you will be undone to a certainty, for their pride and insolence reach the very heavens. They would never think of taking a man like you for a servant. Their servants are all young men, well dressed, wearing good cloaks and shirts, with well looking faces and their hair always tidy, the tables are kept quite clean and are loaded with bread, meat, and wine. Stay where you are, then; you are not in anybody’s way; I do not mind your being here, no more do any of the others, and when Telemachus comes home he will give you a shirt and cloak and will send you wherever you want to go.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.340–360",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nαἴθʼ οὕτως, Εὔμαιε, φίλος Διὶ πατρὶ γένοιο\nὡς ἐμοί, ὅττι μʼ ἔπαυσας ἄλης καὶ ὀϊζύος αἰνῆς.\nπλαγκτοσύνης δʼ οὐκ ἔστι κακώτερον ἄλλο βροτοῖσιν·\nἀλλʼ ἕνεκʼ οὐλομένης γαστρὸς κακὰ κήδεʼ ἔχουσιν\nἀνέρες, ὅν τινʼ ἵκηται ἄλη καὶ πῆμα καὶ ἄλγος.\nνῦν δʼ ἐπεὶ ἰσχανάᾳς μεῖναί τέ με κεῖνον ἄνωγας,\nεἴπʼ ἄγε μοι περὶ μητρὸς Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο\nπατρός θʼ, ὃν κατέλειπεν ἰὼν ἐπὶ γήραος οὐδῷ,\nἤ που ἔτι ζώουσιν ὑπʼ αὐγὰς ἠελίοιο,\nἦ ἤδη τεθνᾶσι καὶ εἰν Ἀΐδαο δόμοισι.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε συβώτης, ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, ξεῖνε, μάλʼ ἀτρεκέως ἀγορεύσω.\nΛαέρτης μὲν ἔτι ζώει, Διὶ δʼ εὔχεται αἰεὶ\nθυμὸν ἀπὸ μελέων φθίσθαι οἷς ἐν μεγάροισιν·\nἐκπάγλως γὰρ παιδὸς ὀδύρεται οἰχομένοιο\nκουριδίης τʼ ἀλόχοιο δαΐφρονος, ἥ ἑ μάλιστα\nἤκαχʼ ἀποφθιμένη καὶ ἐν ὠμῷ γήραϊ θῆκεν.\nἡ δʼ ἄχεϊ οὗ παιδὸς ἀπέφθιτο κυδαλίμοιο,\nλευγαλέῳ θανάτῳ, ὡς μὴ θάνοι ὅς τις ἐμοί γε\nἐνθάδε ναιετάων φίλος εἴη καὶ φίλα ἔρδοι.",
    "en": "Ulysses answered, “I hope you may be as dear to the gods as you are to me, for having saved me from going about and getting into trouble; there is nothing worse than being always on the tramp; still, when men have once got low down in the world they will go through a great deal on behalf of their miserable bellies. Since, however, you press me to stay here and await the return of Telemachus, tell me about Ulysses’ mother, and his father whom he left on the threshold of old age when he set out for Troy. Are they still living or are they already dead and in the house of Hades?”\n“I will tell you all about them,” replied Eumaeus, “Laertes is still living and prays heaven to let him depart peacefully in his own house, for he is terribly distressed about the absence of his son, and also about the death of his wife, which grieved him greatly and aged him more than anything else did. She came to an unhappy end through sorrow for her son: may no friend or neighbour who has dealt kindly by me come to such an end as she did."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.361–379",
    "orig": "ὄφρα μὲν οὖν δὴ κείνη ἔην, ἀχέουσά περ ἔμπης,\nτόφρα τί μοι φίλον ἔσκε μεταλλῆσαι καὶ ἐρέσθαι,\nοὕνεκά μʼ αὐτὴ θρέψεν ἅμα Κτιμένῃ τανυπέπλῳ,\nθυγατέρʼ ἰφθίμῃ, τὴν ὁπλοτάτην τέκε παίδων·\nτῇ ὁμοῦ ἐτρεφόμην, ὀλίγον δέ τί μʼ ἧσσον ἐτίμα.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἥβην πολυήρατον ἱκόμεθʼ ἄμφω,\nτὴν μὲν ἔπειτα Σάμηνδʼ ἔδοσαν καὶ μυρίʼ ἕλοντο,\nαὐτὰρ ἐμὲ χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματʼ ἐκείνη\nκαλὰ μάλʼ ἀμφιέσασα, ποσὶν δʼ ὑποδήματα δοῦσα\nἀγρόνδε προΐαλλε· φίλει δέ με κηρόθι μᾶλλον.\nνῦν δʼ ἤδη τούτων ἐπιδεύομαι· ἀλλά μοι αὐτῷ\nἔργον ἀέξουσιν μάκαρες θεοὶ ᾧ ἐπιμίμνω·\nτῶν ἔφαγόν τʼ ἔπιόν τε καὶ αἰδοίοισιν ἔδωκα.\nἐκ δʼ ἄρα δεσποίνης οὐ μείλιχον ἔστιν ἀκοῦσαι\nοὔτʼ ἔπος οὔτε τι ἔργον, ἐπεὶ κακὸν ἔμπεσεν οἴκῳ,\nἄνδρες ὑπερφίαλοι· μέγα δὲ δμῶες χατέουσιν\nἀντία δεσποίνης φάσθαι καὶ ἕκαστα πυθέσθαι\nκαὶ φαγέμεν πιέμεν τε, ἔπειτα δὲ καί τι φέρεσθαι\nἀγρόνδʼ, οἷά τε θυμὸν ἀεὶ δμώεσσιν ἰαίνει.",
    "en": "As long as she was still living, though she was always grieving, I used to like seeing her and asking her how she did, for she brought me up along with her daughter Ctimene, the youngest of her children; we were boy and girl together, and she made little difference between us. When, however, we both grew up, they sent Ctimene to Same and received a splendid dowry for her. As for me, my mistress gave me a good shirt and cloak with a pair of sandals for my feet, and sent me off into the country, but she was just as fond of me as ever. This is all over now. Still it has pleased heaven to prosper my work in the situation which I now hold. I have enough to eat and drink, and can find something for any respectable stranger who comes here; but there is no getting a kind word or deed out of my mistress, for the house has fallen into the hands of wicked people. Servants want sometimes to see their mistress and have a talk with her; they like to have something to eat and drink at the house, and something too to take back with them into the country. This is what will keep servants in a good humour.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.380–397",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὢ πόποι, ὡς ἄρα τυτθὸς ἐών, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα,\nπολλὸν ἀπεπλάγχθης σῆς πατρίδος ἠδὲ τοκήων.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον,\nἠὲ διεπράθετο πτόλις ἀνδρῶν εὐρυάγυια,\nᾗ ἔνι ναιετάασκε πατὴρ καὶ πότνια μήτηρ,\nἦ σέ γε μουνωθέντα παρʼ οἴεσιν ἢ παρὰ βουσὶν\nἄνδρες δυσμενέες νηυσὶν λάβον ἠδʼ ἐπέρασσαν\nτοῦδʼ ἀνδρὸς πρὸς δώμαθʼ, ὁ δʼ ἄξιον ὦνον ἔδωκε.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε συβώτης, ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν·\nξεῖνʼ, ἐπεὶ ἂρ δὴ ταῦτά μʼ ἀνείρεαι ἠδὲ μεταλλᾷς,\nσιγῇ νῦν ξυνίει καὶ τέρπεο, πῖνέ τε οἶνον\nἥμενος. αἵδε δὲ νύκτες ἀθέσφατοι· ἔστι μὲν εὕδειν,\nἔστι δὲ τερπομένοισιν ἀκούειν· οὐδέ τί σε χρή,\nπρὶν ὥρη, καταλέχθαι· ἀνίη καὶ πολὺς ὕπνος.\nτῶν δʼ ἄλλων ὅτινα κραδίη καὶ θυμὸς ἀνώγει,\nεὑδέτω ἐξελθών· ἅμα δʼ ἠοῖ φαινομένηφι\nδειπνήσας ἅμʼ ὕεσσιν ἀνακτορίῃσιν ἑπέσθω.",
    "en": "Ulysses answered, “Then you must have been a very little fellow, Eumaeus, when you were taken so far away from your home and parents. Tell me, and tell me true, was the city in which your father and mother lived sacked and pillaged, or did some enemies carry you off when you were alone tending sheep or cattle, ship you off here, and sell you for whatever your master gave them?”\n“Stranger,” replied Eumaeus, “as regards your question: sit still, make yourself comfortable, drink your wine, and listen to me. The nights are now at their longest; there is plenty of time both for sleeping and sitting up talking together; you ought not to go to bed till bed time, too much sleep is as bad as too little; if any one of the others wishes to go to bed let him leave us and do so; he can then take my master’s pigs out when he has done breakfast in the morning."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.398–414",
    "orig": "νῶϊ δʼ ἐνὶ κλισίῃ πίνοντέ τε δαινυμένω τε\nκήδεσιν ἀλλήλων τερπώμεθα λευγαλέοισι,\nμνωομένω· μετὰ γάρ τε καὶ ἄλγεσι τέρπεται ἀνήρ,\nὅς τις δὴ μάλα πολλὰ πάθῃ καὶ πόλλʼ ἐπαληθῇ.\nτοῦτο δέ τοι ἐρέω ὅ μʼ ἀνείρεαι ἠδὲ μεταλλᾷς.\nνῆσός τις Συρίη κικλήσκεται, εἴ που ἀκούεις,\nὈρτυγίης καθύπερθεν, ὅθι τροπαὶ ἠελίοιο,\nοὔ τι περιπληθὴς λίην τόσον, ἀλλʼ ἀγαθὴ μέν,\nεὔβοτος, εὔμηλος, οἰνοπληθής, πολύπυρος.\nπείνη δʼ οὔ ποτε δῆμον ἐσέρχεται, οὐδέ τις ἄλλη\nνοῦσος ἐπὶ στυγερὴ πέλεται δειλοῖσι βροτοῖσιν·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε γηράσκωσι πόλιν κάτα φῦλʼ ἀνθρώπων,\nἐλθὼν ἀργυρότοξος Ἀπόλλων Ἀρτέμιδι ξὺν\nοἷς ἀγανοῖς βελέεσσιν ἐποιχόμενος κατέπεφνεν.\nἔνθα δύω πόλιες, δίχα δέ σφισι πάντα δέδασται·\nτῇσιν δʼ ἀμφοτέρῃσι πατὴρ ἐμὸς ἐμβασίλευε,\nΚτήσιος Ὀρμενίδης, ἐπιείκελος ἀθανάτοισιν.",
    "en": "We too will sit here eating and drinking in the hut, and telling one another stories about our misfortunes; for when a man has suffered much, and been buffeted about in the world, he takes pleasure in recalling the memory of sorrows that have long gone by. As regards your question, then, my tale is as follows:\n“You may have heard of an island called Syra that lies over above Ortygia, where the land begins to turn round and look in another direction. It is not very thickly peopled, but the soil is good, with much pasture fit for cattle and sheep, and it abounds with wine and wheat. Dearth never comes there, nor are the people plagued by any sickness, but when they grow old Apollo comes with Diana and kills them with his painless shafts. It contains two communities, and the whole country is divided between these two. My father Ctesius son of Ormenus, a man comparable to the gods, reigned over both."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.415–433",
    "orig": "ἔνθα δὲ Φοίνικες ναυσίκλυτοι ἤλυθον ἄνδρες,\nτρῶκται, μυρίʼ ἄγοντες ἀθύρματα νηῒ μελαίνῃ.\nἔσκε δὲ πατρὸς ἐμοῖο γυνὴ Φοίνισσʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nκαλή τε μεγάλη τε καὶ ἀγλαὰ ἔργα ἰδυῖα·\nτὴν δʼ ἄρα Φοίνικες πολυπαίπαλοι ἠπερόπευον.\nπλυνούσῃ τις πρῶτα μίγη κοίλῃ παρὰ νηῒ\nεὐνῇ καὶ φιλότητι, τά τε φρένας ἠπεροπεύει\nθηλυτέρῃσι γυναιξί, καὶ ἥ κʼ εὐεργὸς ἔῃσιν.\nεἰρώτα δὴ ἔπειτα τίς εἴη καὶ πόθεν ἔλθοι·\nἡ δὲ μάλʼ αὐτίκα πατρὸς ἐπέφραδεν ὑψερεφὲς δῶ·\nἐκ μὲν Σιδῶνος πολυχάλκου εὔχομαι εἶναι,\nκούρη δʼ εἴμʼ Ἀρύβαντος ἐγὼ ῥυδὸν ἀφνειοῖο·\nἀλλά μʼ ἀνήρπαξαν Τάφιοι ληΐστορες ἄνδρες\nἀγρόθεν ἐρχομένην, πέρασαν δέ τε δεῦρʼ ἀγαγόντες\nτοῦδʼ ἀνδρὸς πρὸς δώμαθʼ· ὁ δʼ ἄξιον ὦνον ἔδωκε.\nτὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπεν ἀνήρ, ὃς ἐμίσγετο λάθρη·\nἦ ῥά κε νῦν πάλιν αὖτις ἅμʼ ἡμῖν οἴκαδʼ ἕποιο,\nὄφρα ἴδῃ πατρὸς καὶ μητέρος ὑψερεφὲς δῶ\nαὐτούς τʼ; ἦ γὰρ ἔτʼ εἰσὶ καὶ ἀφνειοὶ καλέονται.",
    "en": "“Now to this place there came some cunning traders from Phoenicia (for the Phoenicians are great mariners) in a ship which they had freighted with gewgaws of all kinds. There happened to be a Phoenician woman in my father’s house, very tall and comely, and an excellent servant; these scoundrels got hold of her one day when she was washing near their ship, seduced her, and cajoled her in ways that no woman can resist, no matter how good she may be by nature. The man who had seduced her asked her who she was and where she came from, and on this she told him her father’s name. ‘I come from Sidon,’ said she, ‘and am daughter to Arybas, a man rolling in wealth. One day as I was coming into the town from the country, some Taphian pirates seized me and took me here over the sea, where they sold me to the man who owns this house, and he gave them their price for me.’\n“The man who had seduced her then said, ‘Would you like to come along with us to see the house of your parents and your parents themselves? They are both alive and are said to be well off.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.434–453",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε γυνὴ καὶ ἀμείβετο μύθῳ·\nεἴη κεν καὶ τοῦτʼ, εἴ μοι ἐθέλοιτέ γε, ναῦται,\nὅρκῳ πιστωθῆναι ἀπήμονά μʼ οἴκαδʼ ἀπάξειν.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἐπώμνυον ὡς ἐκέλευεν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ὄμοσάν τε τελεύτησάν τε τὸν ὅρκον,\nτοῖς δʼ αὖτις μετέειπε γυνὴ καὶ ἀμείβετο μύθῳ·\nσιγῇ νῦν, μή τίς με προσαυδάτω ἐπέεσσιν\nὑμετέρων ἑτάρων, ξυμβλήμενος ἢ ἐν ἀγυιῇ,\nἤ που ἐπὶ κρήνῃ· μή τις ποτὶ δῶμα γέροντι\nἐλθὼν ἐξείπῃ, ὁ δʼ ὀϊσάμενος καταδήσῃ\nδεσμῷ ἐν ἀργαλέῳ, ὑμῖν δʼ ἐπιφράσσετʼ ὄλεθρον.\nἀλλʼ ἔχετʼ ἐν φρεσὶ μῦθον, ἐπείγετε δʼ ὦνον ὁδαίων.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε κεν δὴ νηῦς πλείη βιότοιο γένηται,\nἀγγελίη μοι ἔπειτα θοῶς ἐς δώμαθʼ ἱκέσθω·\nοἴσω γὰρ καὶ χρυσόν, ὅτις χʼ ὑποχείριος ἔλθῃ·\nκαὶ δέ κεν ἄλλʼ ἐπίβαθρον ἐγὼν ἐθέλουσά γε δοίην.\nπαῖδα γὰρ ἀνδρὸς ἑῆος ἐνὶ μεγάροις ἀτιτάλλω,\nκερδαλέον δὴ τοῖον, ἅμα τροχόωντα θύραζε·\nτόν κεν ἄγοιμʼ ἐπὶ νηός, ὁ δʼ ὑμῖν μυρίον ὦνον\nἄλφοι, ὅπῃ περάσητε κατʼ ἀλλοθρόους ἀνθρώπους.",
    "en": "“‘I will do so gladly,’ answered she, ‘if you men will first swear me a solemn oath that you will do me no harm by the way.’\n“They all swore as she told them, and when they had completed their oath the woman said, ‘Hush; and if any of your men meets me in the street or at the well, do not let him speak to me, for fear some one should go and tell my master, in which case he would suspect something. He would put me in prison, and would have all of you murdered; keep your own counsel therefore; buy your merchandise as fast as you can, and send me word when you have done loading. I will bring as much gold as I can lay my hands on, and there is something else also that I can do towards paying my fare. I am nurse to the son of the good man of the house, a funny little fellow just able to run about. I will carry him off in your ship, and you will get a great deal of money for him if you take him and sell him in foreign parts.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.454–473",
    "orig": "ἡ μὲν ἄρʼ ὣς εἰποῦσʼ ἀπέβη πρὸς δώματα καλά,\nοἱ δʼ ἐνιαυτὸν ἅπαντα παρʼ ἡμῖν αὖθι μένοντες\nἐν νηῒ γλαφυρῇ βίοτον πολὺν ἐμπολόωντο.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ κοίλη νηῦς ἤχθετο τοῖσι νέεσθαι,\nκαὶ τότʼ ἄρʼ ἄγγελον ἧκαν, ὃς ἀγγείλειε γυναικί.\nἤλυθʼ ἀνὴρ πολύϊδρις ἐμοῦ πρὸς δώματα πατρὸς\nχρύσεον ὅρμον ἔχων, μετὰ δʼ ἠλέκτροισιν ἔερτο.\nτὸν μὲν ἄρʼ ἐν μεγάρῳ δμῳαὶ καὶ πότνια μήτηρ\nχερσίν τʼ ἀμφαφόωντο καὶ ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ὁρῶντο,\nὦνον ὑπισχόμεναι· ὁ δὲ τῇ κατένευσε σιωπῇ.\nἦ τοι ὁ καννεύσας κοίλην ἐπὶ νῆα βεβήκει,\nἡ δʼ ἐμὲ χειρὸς ἑλοῦσα δόμων ἐξῆγε θύραζε.\nεὗρε δʼ ἐνὶ προδόμῳ ἠμὲν δέπα ἠδὲ τραπέζας\nἀνδρῶν δαιτυμόνων, οἵ μευ πατέρʼ ἀμφεπένοντο.\nοἱ μὲν ἄρʼ ἐς θῶκον πρόμολον, δήμοιό τε φῆμιν,\nἡ δʼ αἶψα τρίʼ ἄλεισα κατακρύψασʼ ὑπὸ κόλπῳ\nἔκφερεν· αὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ἑπόμην ἀεσιφροσύνῃσι.\nδύσετό τʼ ἠέλιος, σκιόωντό τε πᾶσαι ἀγυιαί·\nἡμεῖς δʼ ἐς λιμένα κλυτὸν ἤλθομεν ὦκα κιόντες,\nἔνθʼ ἄρα Φοινίκων ἀνδρῶν ἦν ὠκύαλος νηῦς.",
    "en": "“On this she went back to the house. The Phoenicians stayed a whole year till they had loaded their ship with much precious merchandise, and then, when they had got freight enough, they sent to tell the woman. Their messenger, a very cunning fellow, came to my father’s house bringing a necklace of gold with amber beads strung among it; and while my mother and the servants had it in their hands admiring it and bargaining about it, he made a sign quietly to the woman and then went back to the ship, whereon she took me by the hand and led me out of the house. In the fore part of the house she saw the tables set with the cups of guests who had been feasting with my father, as being in attendance on him; these were now all gone to a meeting of the public assembly, so she snatched up three cups and carried them off in the bosom of her dress, while I followed her, for I knew no better. The sun was now set, and darkness was over all the land, so we hurried on as fast as we could till we reached the harbour, where the Phoenician ship was lying."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.474–492",
    "orig": "οἱ μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἀναβάντες ἐπέπλεον ὑγρὰ κέλευθα,\nνὼ ἀναβησάμενοι· ἐπὶ δὲ Ζεὺς οὖρον ἴαλλεν.\nἑξῆμαρ μὲν ὁμῶς πλέομεν νύκτας τε καὶ ἦμαρ·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ ἕβδομον ἦμαρ ἐπὶ Ζεὺς θῆκε Κρονίων,\nτὴν μὲν ἔπειτα γυναῖκα βάλʼ Ἄρτεμις ἰοχέαιρα,\nἄντλῳ δʼ ἐνδούπησε πεσοῦσʼ ὡς εἰναλίη κήξ.\nκαὶ τὴν μὲν φώκῃσι καὶ ἰχθύσι κύρμα γενέσθαι\nἔκβαλον· αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ λιπόμην ἀκαχήμενος ἦτορ·\nτοὺς δʼ Ἰθάκῃ ἐπέλασσε φέρων ἄνεμός τε καὶ ὕδωρ,\nἔνθα με Λαέρτης πρίατο κτεάτεσσιν ἑοῖσιν.\nοὕτω τήνδε τε γαῖαν ἐγὼν ἴδον ὀφθαλμοῖσι.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ διογενὴς Ὀδυσεὺς ἠμείβετο μύθῳ·\nΕὔμαιʼ, ἦ μάλα δή μοι ἐνὶ φρεσὶ θυμὸν ὄρινας\nταῦτα ἕκαστα λέγων, ὅσα δὴ πάθες ἄλγεα θυμῷ.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι σοὶ μὲν παρὰ καὶ κακῷ ἐσθλὸν ἔθηκε\nΖεύς, ἐπεὶ ἀνδρὸς δώματʼ ἀφίκεο πολλὰ μογήσας\nἠπίου, ὃς δή τοι παρέχει βρῶσίν τε πόσιν τε\nἐνδυκέως, ζώεις δʼ ἀγαθὸν βίον· αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γε\nπολλὰ βροτῶν ἐπὶ ἄστεʼ ἀλώμενος ἐνθάδʼ ἱκάνω.",
    "en": "When they had got on board they sailed their ways over the sea, taking us with them, and Jove sent then a fair wind; six days did we sail both night and day, but on the seventh day Diana struck the woman and she fell heavily down into the ship’s hold as though she were a sea gull alighting on the water; so they threw her overboard to the seals and fishes, and I was left all sorrowful and alone. Presently the winds and waves took the ship to Ithaca, where Laertes gave sundry of his chattels for me, and thus it was that ever I came to set eyes upon this country.”\nUlysses answered, “Eumaeus, I have heard the story of your misfortunes with the most lively interest and pity, but Jove has given you good as well as evil, for in spite of everything you have a good master, who sees that you always have enough to eat and drink; and you lead a good life, whereas I am still going about begging my way from city to city.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.493–507",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nκαδδραθέτην δʼ οὐ πολλὸν ἐπὶ χρόνον, ἀλλὰ μίνυνθα·\nαἶψα γὰρ Ἠὼς ἦλθεν ἐΰθρονος. οἱ δʼ ἐπὶ χέρσου\nΤηλεμάχου ἕταροι λύον ἱστία, κὰδ δʼ ἕλον ἱστὸν\nκαρπαλίμως, τὴν δʼ εἰς ὅρμον προέρυσσαν ἐρετμοῖς·\nἐκ δʼ εὐνὰς ἔβαλον, κατὰ δὲ πρυμνήσιʼ ἔδησαν·\nἐκ δὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ βαῖνον ἐπὶ ῥηγμῖνι θαλάσσης,\nδεῖπνόν τʼ ἐντύνοντο κερῶντό τε αἴθοπα οἶνον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nτοῖσι δὲ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἤρχετο μύθων·\nὑμεῖς μὲν νῦν ἄστυδʼ ἐλαύνετε νῆα μέλαιναν,\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ἀγροὺς ἐπιείσομαι ἠδὲ βοτῆρας·\nἑσπέριος δʼ εἰς ἄστυ ἰδὼν ἐμὰ ἔργα κάτειμι.\nἠῶθεν δέ κεν ὔμμιν ὁδοιπόριον παραθείμην,\nδαῖτʼ ἀγαθὴν κρειῶν τε καὶ οἴνου ἡδυπότοιο.",
    "en": "Thus did they converse, and they had only a very little time left for sleep, for it was soon daybreak. In the mean time Telemachus and his crew were nearing land, so they loosed the sails, took down the mast, and rowed the ship into the harbour. They cast out their mooring stones and made fast the hawsers; they then got out upon the sea shore, mixed their wine, and got dinner ready. As soon as they had had enough to eat and drink Telemachus said, “Take the ship on to the town, but leave me here, for I want to look after the herdsmen on one of my farms. In the evening, when I have seen all I want, I will come down to the city, and to-morrow morning in return for your trouble I will give you all a good dinner with meat and wine.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.508–524",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε Θεοκλύμενος θεοειδής·\nπῆ γὰρ ἐγώ, φίλε τέκνον, ἴω; τεῦ δώμαθʼ ἵκωμαι\nἀνδρῶν οἳ κραναὴν Ἰθάκην κάτα κοιρανέουσιν;\nἦ ἰθὺς σῆς μητρὸς ἴω καὶ σοῖο δόμοιο;\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἄλλως μέν σʼ ἂν ἐγώ γε καὶ ἡμέτερόνδε κελοίμην\nἔρχεσθʼ· οὐ γάρ τι ξενίων ποθή· ἀλλὰ σοὶ αὐτῷ\nχεῖρον, ἐπεί τοι ἐγὼ μὲν ἀπέσσομαι, οὐδέ σε μήτηρ\nὄψεται· οὐ μὲν γάρ τι θαμὰ μνηστῆρσʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nφαίνεται, ἀλλʼ ἀπὸ τῶν ὑπερωΐῳ ἱστὸν ὑφαίνει.\nἀλλά τοι ἄλλον φῶτα πιφαύσκομαι ὅν κεν ἵκοιο,\nΕὐρύμαχον, Πολύβοιο δαΐφρονος ἀγλαὸν υἱόν,\nτὸν νῦν ἶσα θεῷ Ἰθακήσιοι εἰσορόωσι·\nκαὶ γὰρ πολλὸν ἄριστος ἀνὴρ μέμονέν τε μάλιστα\nμητέρʼ ἐμὴν γαμέειν καὶ Ὀδυσσῆος γέρας ἕξειν.\nἀλλὰ τά γε Ζεὺς οἶδεν Ὀλύμπιος, αἰθέρι ναίων,\nεἴ κέ σφι πρὸ γάμοιο τελευτήσει κακὸν ἦμαρ.",
    "en": "Then Theoclymenus said, “And what, my dear young friend, is to become of me? To whose house, among all your chief men, am I to repair? or shall I go straight to your own house and to your mother?”\n“At any other time,” replied Telemachus, “I should have bidden you go to my own house, for you would find no want of hospitality; at the present moment, however, you would not be comfortable there, for I shall be away, and my mother will not see you; she does not often show herself even to the suitors, but sits at her loom weaving in an upper chamber, out of their way; but I can tell you a man whose house you can go to, I mean Eurymachus the son of Polybus, who is held in the highest estimation by every one in Ithaca. He is much the best man and the most persistent wooer, of all those who are paying court to my mother and trying to take Ulysses’ place. Jove, however, in heaven alone knows whether or no they will come to a bad end before the marriage takes place.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.525–543",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα οἱ εἰπόντι ἐπέπτατο δεξιὸς ὄρνις,\nκίρκος, Ἀπόλλωνος ταχὺς ἄγγελος· ἐν δὲ πόδεσσι\nτίλλε πέλειαν ἔχων, κατὰ δὲ πτερὰ χεῦεν ἔραζε\nμεσσηγὺς νηός τε καὶ αὐτοῦ Τηλεμάχοιο.\nτὸν δὲ Θεοκλύμενος ἑτάρων ἀπονόσφι καλέσσας\nἔν τʼ ἄρα οἱ φῦ χειρὶ ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, οὔ τοι ἄνευ θεοῦ ἔπτατο δεξιὸς ὄρνις\nἔγνων γάρ μιν ἐσάντα ἰδὼν οἰωνὸν ἐόντα.\nὑμετέρου δʼ οὐκ ἔστι γένος βασιλεύτερον ἄλλο\nἐν δήμῳ Ἰθάκης, ἀλλʼ ὑμεῖς καρτεροὶ αἰεί.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nαἲ γὰρ τοῦτο, ξεῖνε, ἔπος τετελεσμένον εἴη·\nτῷ κε τάχα γνοίης φιλότητά τε πολλά τε δῶρα\nἐξ ἐμεῦ, ὡς ἄν τίς σε συναντόμενος μακαρίζοι.\nἦ καὶ Πείραιον προσεφώνεε, πιστὸν ἑταῖρον·\nΠείραιε Κλυτίδη, σὺ δέ μοι τά περ ἄλλα μάλιστα\nπείθῃ ἐμῶν ἑτάρων, οἵ μοι Πύλον εἰς ἅμʼ ἕποντο·\nκαὶ νῦν μοι τὸν ξεῖνον ἄγων ἐν δώμασι σοῖσιν\nἐνδυκέως φιλέειν καὶ τιέμεν, εἰς ὅ κεν ἔλθω.",
    "en": "As he was speaking a bird flew by upon his right hand, a hawk, Apollo’s messenger. It held a dove in its talons, and the feathers, as it tore them off, fell to the ground midway between Telemachus and the ship. On this Theoclymenus called him apart and caught him by the hand. “Telemachus,” said he, “that bird did not fly on your right hand without having been sent there by some god. As soon as I saw it I knew it was an omen; it means that you will remain powerful and that there will be no house in Ithaca more royal than your own.”\n“I wish it may prove so,” answered Telemachus. “If it does, I will show you so much good will and give you so many presents that all who meet you will congratulate you.”\nThen he said to his friend Piraeus, “Piraeus, son of Clytius, you have throughout shown yourself the most willing to serve me of all those who have accompanied me to Pylos; I wish you would take this stranger to your own house and entertain him hospitably till I can come for him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 15.544–557",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Πείραιος δουρικλυτὸς ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, εἰ γάρ κεν σὺ πολὺν χρόνον ἐνθάδε μίμνοι,\nτόνδε τʼ ἐγὼ κομιῶ, ξενίων δέ οἱ οὐ ποθὴ ἔσται.\nὣς εἰπὼν ἐπὶ νηὸς ἔβη, ἐκέλευσε δʼ ἑταίρους\nαὐτούς τʼ ἀμβαίνειν ἀνά τε πρυμνήσια λῦσαι.\nοἱ δʼ αἶψʼ εἴσβαινον καὶ ἐπὶ κληῗσι καθῖζον.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ὑπὸ ποσσὶν ἐδήσατο καλὰ πέδιλα,\nεἵλετο δʼ ἄλκιμον ἔγχος, ἀκαχμένον ὀξέϊ χαλκῷ,\nνηὸς ἀπʼ ἰκριόφιν· τοὶ δὲ πρυμνήσιʼ ἔλυσαν.\nοἱ μὲν ἀνώσαντες πλέον ἐς πόλιν, ὡς ἐκέλευσε\nΤηλέμαχος, φίλος υἱὸς Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο·\nτὸν δʼ ὦκα προβιβάντα πόδες φέρον, ὄφρʼ ἵκετʼ αὐλήν,\nἔνθα οἱ ἦσαν ὕες μάλα μυρίαι, ᾗσι συβώτης\nἐσθλὸς ἐὼν ἐνίαυεν, ἀνάκτεσιν ἤπια εἰδώς.",
    "en": "And Piraeus answered, “Telemachus, you may stay away as long as you please, but I will look after him for you, and he shall find no lack of hospitality.”\nAs he spoke he went on board, and bade the others do so also and loose the hawsers, so they took their places in the ship. But Telemachus bound on his sandals, and took a long and doughty spear with a head of sharpened bronze from the deck of the ship. Then they loosed the hawsers, thrust the ship off from land, and made on towards the city as they had been told to do, while Telemachus strode on as fast as he could, till he reached the homestead where his countless herds of swine were feeding, and where dwelt the excellent swineherd, who was so devoted a servant to his master."
   }
  ],
  "16": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.1–10",
    "orig": "τὼ δʼ αὖτʼ ἐν κλισίῃ Ὀδυσεὺς καὶ δῖος ὑφορβὸς\nἐντύνοντο ἄριστον ἅμʼ ἠοῖ, κηαμένω πῦρ,\nἔκπεμψάν τε νομῆας ἅμʼ ἀγρομένοισι σύεσσι·\nΤηλέμαχον δὲ περίσσαινον κύνες ὑλακόμωροι,\nοὐδʼ ὕλαον προσιόντα. νόησε δὲ δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nσαίνοντάς τε κύνας, περί τε κτύπος ἦλθε ποδοῖϊν.\nαἶψα δʼ ἄρʼ Εὔμαιον ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nΕὔμαιʼ, ἦ μάλα τίς τοι ἐλεύσεται ἐνθάδʼ ἑταῖρος\nἢ καὶ γνώριμος ἄλλος, ἐπεὶ κύνες οὐχ ὑλάουσιν,\nἀλλὰ περισσαίνουσι· ποδῶν δʼ ὑπὸ δοῦπον ἀκούω.",
    "en": "Meanwhile Ulysses and the swineherd had lit a fire in the hut and were were getting breakfast ready at daybreak, for they had sent the men out with the pigs. When Telemachus came up, the dogs did not bark but fawned upon him, so Ulysses, hearing the sound of feet and noticing that the dogs did not bark, said to Eumaeus:\n“Eumaeus, I hear footsteps; I suppose one of your men or some one of your acquaintance is coming here, for the dogs are fawning upon him and not barking.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.11–29",
    "orig": "οὔ πω πᾶν εἴρητο ἔπος, ὅτε οἱ φίλος υἱὸς\nἔστη ἐνὶ προθύροισι. ταφὼν δʼ ἀνόρουσε συβώτης,\nἐκ δʼ ἄρα οἱ χειρῶν πέσον ἄγγεα, τοῖς ἐπονεῖτο,\nκιρνὰς αἴθοπα οἶνον. ὁ δʼ ἀντίος ἦλθεν ἄνακτος,\nκύσσε δέ μιν κεφαλήν τε καὶ ἄμφω φάεα καλὰ\nχεῖράς τʼ ἀμφοτέρας· θαλερὸν δέ οἱ ἔκπεσε δάκρυ.\nὡς δὲ πατὴρ ὃν παῖδα φίλα φρονέων ἀγαπάζῃ\nἐλθόντʼ ἐξ ἀπίης γαίης δεκάτῳ ἐνιαυτῷ,\nμοῦνον τηλύγετον, τῷ ἔπʼ ἄλγεα πολλὰ μογήσῃ,\nὣς τότε Τηλέμαχον θεοειδέα δῖος ὑφορβὸς\nπάντα κύσεν περιφύς, ὡς ἐκ θανάτοιο φυγόντα·\nκαί ῥʼ ὀλοφυρόμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἦλθες, Τηλέμαχε, γλυκερὸν φάος. οὔ σʼ ἔτʼ ἐγώ γε\nὄψεσθαι ἐφάμην, ἐπεὶ ᾤχεο νηῒ Πύλονδε.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν εἴσελθε, φίλον τέκος, ὄφρα σε θυμῷ\nτέρψομαι εἰσορόων νέον ἄλλοθεν ἔνδον ἐόντα.\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τι θάμʼ ἀγρὸν ἐπέρχεαι οὐδὲ νομῆας,\nἀλλʼ ἐπιδημεύεις· ὣς γάρ νύ τοι εὔαδε θυμῷ,\nἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων ἐσορᾶν ἀΐδηλον ὅμιλον.",
    "en": "The words were hardly out of his mouth before his son stood at the door. Eumaeus sprang to his feet, and the bowls in which he was mixing wine fell from his hands, as he made towards his master. He kissed his head and both his beautiful eyes, and wept for joy. A father could not be more delighted at the return of an only son, the child of his old age, after ten years’ absence in a foreign country and after having gone through much hardship. He embraced him, kissed him all over as though he had come back from the dead, and spoke fondly to him saying:\n“So you are come, Telemachus, light of my eyes that you are. When I heard you had gone to Pylos I made sure I was never going to see you any more. Come in, my dear child, and sit down, that I may have a good look at you now you are home again; it is not very often you come into the country to see us herdsmen; you stick pretty close to the town generally. I suppose you think it better to keep an eye on what the suitors are doing.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.30–45",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἔσσεται οὕτως, ἄττα· σέθεν δʼ ἕνεκʼ ἐνθάδʼ ἱκάνω,\nὄφρα σέ τʼ ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ἴδω καὶ μῦθον ἀκούσω,\nἤ μοι ἔτʼ ἐν μεγάροις μήτηρ μένει, ἦέ τις ἤδη\nἀνδρῶν ἄλλος ἔγημεν, Ὀδυσσῆος δέ που εὐνὴ\nχήτει ἐνευναίων κάκʼ ἀράχνια κεῖται ἔχουσα.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε συβώτης, ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν·\nκαὶ λίην κείνη γε μένει τετληότι θυμῷ\nσοῖσιν ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν· ὀϊζυραὶ δέ οἱ αἰεὶ\nφθίνουσιν νύκτες τε καὶ ἤματα δάκρυ χεούσῃ.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσας οἱ ἐδέξατο χάλκεον ἔγχος·\nαὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ εἴσω ἴεν καὶ ὑπέρβη λάϊνον οὐδόν.\nτῷ δʼ ἕδρης ἐπιόντι πατὴρ ὑπόειξεν Ὀδυσσεύς·\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἑτέρωθεν ἐρήτυε φώνησέν τε·\nἧσʼ, ὦ ξεῖνʼ· ἡμεῖς δὲ καὶ ἄλλοθι δήομεν ἕδρην\nσταθμῷ ἐν ἡμετέρῳ· πάρα δʼ ἀνὴρ ὃς καταθήσει.",
    "en": "“So be it, old friend,” answered Telemachus, “but I am come now because I want to see you, and to learn whether my mother is still at her old home or whether some one else has married her, so that the bed of Ulysses is without bedding and covered with cobwebs.”\n“She is still at the house,” replied Eumaeus, “grieving and breaking her heart, and doing nothing but weep, both night and day continually.”\nAs he spoke he took Telemachus’ spear, whereon he crossed the stone threshold and came inside. Ulysses rose from his seat to give him place as he entered, but Telemachus checked him; “Sit down, stranger,” said he, “I can easily find another seat, and there is one here who will lay it for me.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.46–59",
    "orig": "ὣς φάθʼ, ὁ δʼ αὖτις ἰὼν κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετο· τῷ δὲ συβώτης.\nχεῦεν ὕπο χλωρὰς ῥῶπας καὶ κῶας ὕπερθεν·\nἔνθα καθέζετʼ ἔπειτα Ὀδυσσῆος φίλος υἱός.\nτοῖσιν δʼ αὖ κρειῶν πίνακας παρέθηκε συβώτης\nὀπταλέων, ἅ ῥα τῇ προτέρῃ ὑπέλειπον ἔδοντες,\nσῖτον δʼ ἐσσυμένως παρενήνεεν ἐν κανέοισιν,\nἐν δʼ ἄρα κισσυβίῳ κίρνη μελιηδέα οἶνον·\nαὐτὸς δʼ ἀντίον ἷζεν Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nδὴ τότε Τηλέμαχος προσεφώνεε δῖον ὑφορβόν·\nἄττα, πόθεν τοι ξεῖνος ὅδʼ ἵκετο; πῶς δέ ἑ ναῦται\nἤγαγον εἰς Ἰθάκην; τίνες ἔμμεναι εὐχετόωντο;\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τί ἑ πεζὸν ὀΐομαι ἐνθάδʼ ἱκέσθαι.",
    "en": "Ulysses went back to his own place, and Eumaeus strewed some green brushwood on the floor and threw a sheepskin on top of it for Telemachus to sit upon. Then the swineherd brought them platters of cold meat, the remains from what they had eaten the day before, and he filled the bread baskets with bread as fast as he could. He mixed wine also in bowls of ivy-wood, and took his seat facing Ulysses. Then they laid their hands on the good things that were before them, and as soon as they had had enough to eat and drink Telemachus said to Eumaeus, “Old friend, where does this stranger come from? How did his crew bring him to Ithaca, and who were they? for assuredly he did not come here by land.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.60–77",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, τέκνον, ἀληθέα πάντʼ ἀγορεύσω.\nἐκ μὲν Κρητάων γένος εὔχεται εὐρειάων,\nφησὶ δὲ πολλὰ βροτῶν ἐπὶ ἄστεα δινηθῆναι\nπλαζόμενος· ὣς γάρ οἱ ἐπέκλωσεν τά γε δαίμων.\nνῦν αὖ Θεσπρωτῶν ἀνδρῶν ἐκ νηὸς ἀποδρὰς\nἤλυθʼ ἐμὸν πρὸς σταθμόν, ἐγὼ δέ τοι ἐγγυαλίξω·\nἔρξον ὅπως ἐθέλεις· ἱκέτης δέ τοι εὔχεται εἶναι.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nΕὔμαιʼ, ἦ μάλα τοῦτο ἔπος θυμαλγὲς ἔειπες·\nπῶς γὰρ δὴ τὸν ξεῖνον ἐγὼν ὑποδέξομαι οἴκῳ;\nαὐτὸς μὲν νέος εἰμὶ καὶ οὔ πω χερσὶ πέποιθα\nἄνδρʼ ἀπαμύνασθαι, ὅτε τις πρότερος χαλεπήνῃ·\nμητρὶ δʼ ἐμῇ δίχα θυμὸς ἐνὶ φρεσὶ μερμηρίζει,\nἢ αὐτοῦ παρʼ ἐμοί τε μένῃ καὶ δῶμα κομίζῃ,\nεὐνήν τʼ αἰδομένη πόσιος δήμοιό τε φῆμιν,\nἦ ἤδη ἅμʼ ἕπηται Ἀχαιῶν ὅς τις ἄριστος\nμνᾶται ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἀνὴρ καὶ πλεῖστα πόρῃσιν.",
    "en": "To this you answered, O swineherd Eumaeus, “My son, I will tell you the real truth. He says he is a Cretan, and that he has been a great traveller. At this moment he is running away from a Thesprotian ship, and has taken refuge at my station, so I will put him into your hands. Do whatever you like with him, only remember that he is your suppliant.”\n“I am very much distressed,” said Telemachus, “by what you have just told me. How can I take this stranger into my house? I am as yet young, and am not strong enough to hold my own if any man attacks me. My mother cannot make up her mind whether to stay where she is and look after the house out of respect for public opinion and the memory of her husband, or whether the time is now come for her to take the best man of those who are wooing her, and the one who will make her the most advantageous offer;"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.78–89",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἦ τοὶ τὸν ξεῖνον, ἐπεὶ τεὸν ἵκετο δῶμα,\nἕσσω μιν χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε, εἵματα καλά,\nδώσω δὲ ξίφος ἄμφηκες καὶ ποσσὶ πέδιλα,\nπέμψω δʼ ὅππη μιν κραδίη θυμός τε κελεύει.\nεἰ δʼ ἐθέλεις, σὺ κόμισσον ἐνὶ σταθμοῖσιν ἐρύξας·\nεἵματα δʼ ἐνθάδʼ ἐγὼ πέμψω καὶ σῖτον ἅπαντα\nἔδμεναι, ὡς ἂν μή σε κατατρύχῃ καὶ ἑταίρους.\nκεῖσε δʼ ἂν οὔ μιν ἐγώ γε μετὰ μνηστῆρας ἐῷμι\nἔρχεσθαι· λίην γὰρ ἀτάσθαλον ὕβριν ἔχουσι·\nμή μιν κερτομέωσιν, ἐμοὶ δʼ ἄχος ἔσσεται αἰνόν.\nπρῆξαι δʼ ἀργαλέον τι μετὰ πλεόνεσσιν ἐόντα\nἄνδρα καὶ ἴφθιμον, ἐπεὶ ἦ πολὺ φέρτεροί εἰσι.",
    "en": "still, as the stranger has come to your station I will find him a cloak and shirt of good wear, with a sword and sandals, and will send him wherever he wants to go. Or if you like you can keep him here at the station, and I will send him clothes and food that he may be no burden on you and on your men; but I will not have him go near the suitors, for they are very insolent, and are sure to ill treat him in a way that would greatly grieve me; no matter how valiant a man may be he can do nothing against numbers, for they will be too strong for him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.90–111",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ φίλʼ, ἐπεί θήν μοι καὶ ἀμείψασθαι θέμις ἐστίν,\nἦ μάλα μευ καταδάπτετʼ ἀκούοντος φίλον ἦτορ,\nοἷά φατε μνηστῆρας ἀτάσθαλα μηχανάασθαι\nἐν μεγάροις, ἀέκητι σέθεν τοιούτου ἐόντος.\nεἰπέ μοι ἠὲ ἑκὼν ὑποδάμνασαι, ἦ σέ γε λαοὶ\nἐχθαίρουσʼ ἀνὰ δῆμον, ἐπισπόμενοι θεοῦ ὀμφῇ,\nἦ τι κασιγνήτοις ἐπιμέμφεαι, οἷσί περ ἀνὴρ\nμαρναμένοισι πέποιθε, καὶ εἰ μέγα νεῖκος ὄρηται.\nαἲ γὰρ ἐγὼν οὕτω νέος εἴην τῷδʼ ἐπὶ θυμῷ,\nἢ παῖς ἐξ Ὀδυσῆος ἀμύμονος ἠὲ καὶ αὐτός·\nαὐτίκʼ ἔπειτʼ ἀπʼ ἐμεῖο κάρη τάμοι ἀλλότριος φώς,\nεἰ μὴ ἐγὼ κείνοισι κακὸν πάντεσσι γενοίμην,\nἐλθὼν ἐς μέγαρον Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος.\nεἰ δʼ αὖ με πληθυῖ δαμασαίατο μοῦνον ἐόντα,\nβουλοίμην κʼ ἐν ἐμοῖσι κατακτάμενος μεγάροισι\nτεθνάμεν ἢ τάδε γʼ αἰὲν ἀεικέα ἔργʼ ὁράασθαι,\nξείνους τε στυφελιζομένους δμῳάς τε γυναῖκας\nῥυστάζοντας ἀεικελίως κατὰ δώματα καλά,\nκαὶ οἶνον διαφυσσόμενον, καὶ σῖτον ἔδοντας\nμὰψ αὔτως, ἀτέλεστον, ἀνηνύστῳ ἐπὶ ἔργῳ.",
    "en": "Then Ulysses said, “Sir, it is right that I should say something myself. I am much shocked about what you have said about the insolent way in which the suitors are behaving in despite of such a man as you are. Tell me, do you submit to such treatment tamely, or has some god set your people against you? May you not complain of your brothers, for it is to these that a man may look for support, however great his quarrel may be? I wish I were as young as you are and in my present mind; if I were son to Ulysses, or, indeed, Ulysses himself, I would rather some one came and cut my head off, but I would go to the house and be the bane of every one of these men. If they were too many for me, I being single-handed, I would rather die fighting in my own house than see such disgraceful sights day after day, strangers grossly maltreated, and men dragging the women servants about the house in an unseemly way, wine drawn recklessly, and bread wasted all to no purpose for an end that shall never be accomplished.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.112–134",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, ξεῖνε, μάλʼ ἀτρεκέως ἀγορεύσω.\nοὔτε τί μοι πᾶς δῆμος ἀπεχθόμενος χαλεπαίνει,\nοὔτε κασιγνήτοις ἐπιμέμφομαι, οἷσί περ ἀνὴρ\nμαρναμένοισι πέποιθε, καὶ εἰ μέγα νεῖκος ὄρηται.\nὧδε γὰρ ἡμετέρην γενεὴν μούνωσε Κρονίων·\nμοῦνον Λαέρτην Ἀρκείσιος υἱὸν ἔτικτε,\nμοῦνον δʼ αὖτʼ Ὀδυσῆα πατὴρ τέκεν· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nμοῦνον ἔμʼ ἐν μεγάροισι τεκὼν λίπεν οὐδʼ ἀπόνητο.\nτῷ νῦν δυσμενέες μάλα μυρίοι εἴσʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ.\nὅσσοι γὰρ νήσοισιν ἐπικρατέουσιν ἄριστοι,\nΔουλιχίῳ τε Σάμῃ τε καὶ ὑλήεντι Ζακύνθῳ,\nἠδʼ ὅσσοι κραναὴν Ἰθάκην κάτα κοιρανέουσι,\nτόσσοι μητέρʼ ἐμὴν μνῶνται, τρύχουσι δὲ οἶκον.\nἡ δʼ οὔτʼ ἀρνεῖται στυγερὸν γάμον οὔτε τελευτὴν\nποιῆσαι δύναται· τοὶ δὲ φθινύθουσιν ἔδοντες\nοἶκον ἐμόν· τάχα δή με διαρραίσουσι καὶ αὐτόν.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι μὲν ταῦτα θεῶν ἐν γούνασι κεῖται·\nἄττα, σὺ δʼ ἔρχεο θᾶσσον, ἐχέφρονι Πηνελοπείῃ\nεἴφʼ ὅτι οἱ σῶς εἰμὶ καὶ ἐκ Πύλου εἰλήλουθα.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν αὐτοῦ μενέω, σὺ δὲ δεῦρο νέεσθαι,\nοἴῃ ἀπαγγείλας· τῶν δʼ ἄλλων μή τις Ἀχαιῶν\nπευθέσθω· πολλοὶ γὰρ ἐμοὶ κακὰ μηχανόωνται.",
    "en": "And Telemachus answered, “I will tell you truly everything. There is no enmity between me and my people, nor can I complain of brothers, to whom a man may look for support however great his quarrel may be. Jove has made us a race of only sons. Laertes was the only son of Arceisius, and Ulysses only son of Laertes. I am myself the only son of Ulysses who left me behind him when he went away, so that I have never been of any use to him. Hence it comes that my house is in the hands of numberless marauders; for the chiefs from all the neighbouring islands, Dulichium, Same, Zacynthus, as also all the principal men of Ithaca itself, are eating up my house under the pretext of paying court to my mother, who will neither say point blank that she will not marry, nor yet bring matters to an end, so they are making havoc of my estate, and before long will do so with myself into the bargain. The issue, however, rests with heaven. But do you, old friend Eumaeus, go at once and tell Penelope that I am safe and have returned from Pylos. Tell it to herself alone, and then come back here without letting any one else know, for there are many who are plotting mischief against me.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.135–153",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nγιγνώσκω, φρονέω· τά γε δὴ νοέοντι κελεύεις.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον,\nἦ καὶ Λαέρτῃ αὐτὴν ὁδὸν ἄγγελος ἔλθω\nδυσμόρῳ, ὃς τῆος μὲν Ὀδυσσῆος μέγʼ ἀχεύων\nἔργα τʼ ἐποπτεύεσκε μετὰ δμώων τʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nπῖνε καὶ ἦσθʼ, ὅτε θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἀνώγοι·\nαὐτὰρ νῦν, ἐξ οὗ σύ γε ᾤχεο νηῒ Πύλονδε,\nοὔ πω μίν φασιν φαγέμεν καὶ πιέμεν αὔτως,\nοὐδʼ ἐπὶ ἔργα ἰδεῖν, ἀλλὰ στοναχῇ τε γόῳ τε\nἧσται ὀδυρόμενος, φθινύθει δʼ ἀμφʼ ὀστεόφι χρώς.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἄλγιον, ἀλλʼ ἔμπης μιν ἐάσομεν, ἀχνύμενοί περ·\nεἰ γάρ πως εἴη αὐτάγρετα πάντα βροτοῖσι,\nπρῶτόν κεν τοῦ πατρὸς ἑλοίμεθα νόστιμον ἦμαρ.\nἀλλὰ σύ γʼ ἀγγείλας ὀπίσω κίε, μηδὲ κατʼ ἀγροὺς\nπλάζεσθαι μετʼ ἐκεῖνον· ἀτὰρ πρὸς μητέρα εἰπεῖν\nἀμφίπολον ταμίην ὀτρυνέμεν ὅττι τάχιστα\nκρύβδην· κείνη γάρ κεν ἀπαγγείλειε γέροντι.",
    "en": "“I understand and heed you,” replied Eumaeus; “you need instruct me no further, only as I am going that way say whether I had not better let poor Laertes know that you are returned. He used to superintend the work on his farm in spite of his bitter sorrow about Ulysses, and he would eat and drink at will along with his servants; but they tell me that from the day on which you set out for Pylos he has neither eaten nor drunk as he ought to do, nor does he look after his farm, but sits weeping and wasting the flesh from off his bones.”\n“More’s the pity,” answered Telemachus, “I am sorry for him, but we must leave him to himself just now. If people could have everything their own way, the first thing I should choose would be the return of my father; but go, and give your message; then make haste back again, and do not turn out of your way to tell Laertes. Tell my mother to send one of her women secretly with the news at once, and let him hear it from her.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.154–171",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα καὶ ὦρσε συφορβόν· ὁ δʼ εἵλετο χερσὶ πέδιλα,\nδησάμενος δʼ ὑπὸ ποσσὶ πόλινδʼ ἴεν. οὐδʼ ἄρʼ Ἀθήνην\nλῆθεν ἀπὸ σταθμοῖο κιὼν Εὔμαιος ὑφορβός,\nἀλλʼ ἥ γε σχεδὸν ἦλθε· δέμας δʼ ἤϊκτο γυναικὶ\nκαλῇ τε μεγάλῃ τε καὶ ἀγλαὰ ἔργα ἰδυίῃ.\nστῆ δὲ κατʼ ἀντίθυρον κλισίης Ὀδυσῆϊ φανεῖσα·\nοὐδʼ ἄρα Τηλέμαχος ἴδεν ἀντίον οὐδʼ ἐνόησεν,\nοὐ γάρ πω πάντεσσι θεοὶ φαίνονται ἐναργεῖς,\nἀλλʼ Ὀδυσεύς τε κύνες τε ἴδον, καί ῥʼ οὐχ ὑλάοντο\nκνυζηθμῷ δʼ ἑτέρωσε διὰ σταθμοῖο φόβηθεν.\nἡ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπʼ ὀφρύσι νεῦσε· νόησε δὲ δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἐκ δʼ ἦλθεν μεγάροιο παρὲκ μέγα τειχίον αὐλῆς,\nστῆ δὲ πάροιθʼ αὐτῆς· τὸν δὲ προσέειπεν Ἀθήνη·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ.\nἤδη νῦν σῷ παιδὶ ἔπος φάο μηδʼ ἐπίκευθε,\nὡς ἂν μνηστῆρσιν θάνατον καὶ κῆρʼ ἀραρόντε\nἔρχησθον προτὶ ἄστυ περικλυτόν· οὐδʼ ἐγὼ αὐτὴ\nδηρὸν ἀπὸ σφῶϊν ἔσομαι μεμαυῖα μάχεσθαι.",
    "en": "Thus did he urge the swineherd; Eumaeus, therefore, took his sandals, bound them to his feet, and started for the town. Minerva watched him well off the station, and then came up to it in the form of a woman, fair, stately, and wise. She stood against the side of the entry, and revealed herself to Ulysses, but Telemachus could not see her, and knew not that she was there, for the gods do not let themselves be seen by everybody. Ulysses saw her, and so did the dogs, for they did not bark, but went scared and whining off to the other side of the yards. She nodded her head and motioned to Ulysses with her eyebrows; whereon he left the hut and stood before her outside the main wall of the yards. Then she said to him:\n“Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, it is now time for you to tell your son: do not keep him in the dark any longer, but lay your plans for the destruction of the suitors, and then make for the town. I will not be long in joining you, for I too am eager for the fray.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.172–185",
    "orig": "ἦ καὶ χρυσείῃ ῥάβδῳ ἐπεμάσσατʼ Ἀθήνη.\nφᾶρος μέν οἱ πρῶτον ἐϋπλυνὲς ἠδὲ χιτῶνα\nθῆκʼ ἀμφὶ στήθεσσι, δέμας δʼ ὤφελλε καὶ ἥβην.\nἂψ δὲ μελαγχροιὴς γένετο, γναθμοὶ δὲ τάνυσθεν,\nκυάνεαι δʼ ἐγένοντο γενειάδες ἀμφὶ γένειον.\nἡ μὲν ἄρʼ ὣς ἔρξασα πάλιν κίεν· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἤϊεν ἐς κλισίην· θάμβησε δέ μιν φίλος υἱός,\nταρβήσας δʼ ἑτέρωσε βάλʼ ὄμματα, μὴ θεὸς εἴη,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἀλλοῖός μοι, ξεῖνε, φάνης νέον ἠὲ πάροιθεν,\nἄλλα δὲ εἵματʼ ἔχεις, καί τοι χρὼς οὐκέθʼ ὁμοῖος.\nἦ μάλα τις θεός ἐσσι, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν·\nἀλλʼ ἵληθʼ, ἵνα τοι κεχαρισμένα δώομεν ἱρὰ\nἠδὲ χρύσεα δῶρα, τετυγμένα· φείδεο δʼ ἡμέων",
    "en": "As she spoke she touched him with her golden wand. First she threw a fair clean shirt and cloak about his shoulders; then she made him younger and of more imposing presence; she gave him back his colour, filled out his cheeks, and let his beard become dark again. Then she went away and Ulysses came back inside the hut. His son was astounded when he saw him, and turned his eyes away for fear he might be looking upon a god.\n“Stranger,” said he, “how suddenly you have changed from what you were a moment or two ago. You are dressed differently and your colour is not the same. Are you some one or other of the gods that live in heaven? If so, be propitious to me till I can make you due sacrifice and offerings of wrought gold. Have mercy upon me.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.186–200",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nοὔ τίς τοι θεός εἰμι· τί μʼ ἀθανάτοισιν ἐΐσκεις;\nἀλλὰ πατὴρ τεός εἰμι, τοῦ εἵνεκα σὺ στεναχίζων\nπάσχεις ἄλγεα πολλά, βίας ὑποδέγμενος ἀνδρῶν.\nὣς ἄρα φωνήσας υἱὸν κύσε, κὰδ δὲ παρειῶν\nδάκρυον ἧκε χαμᾶζε· πάρος δʼ ἔχε νωλεμὲς αἰεί.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ, οὐ γάρ πω ἐπείθετο ὃν πατέρʼ εἶναι,\nἐξαῦτίς μιν ἔπεσσιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπεν·\nοὐ σύ γʼ Ὀδυσσεύς ἐσσι, πατὴρ ἐμός, ἀλλά με δαίμων\nθέλγει, ὄφρʼ ἔτι μᾶλλον ὀδυρόμενος στεναχίζω.\nοὐ γάρ πως ἂν θνητὸς ἀνὴρ τάδε μηχανόῳτο\nᾧ αὐτοῦ γε νόῳ, ὅτε μὴ θεὸς αὐτὸς ἐπελθὼν\nῥηϊδίως ἐθέλων θείη νέον ἠὲ γέροντα.\nἦ γάρ τοι νέον ἦσθα γέρων καὶ ἀεικέα ἕσσο·\nνῦν δὲ θεοῖσιν ἔοικας, οἳ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσι.",
    "en": "And Ulysses said, “I am no god, why should you take me for one? I am your father, on whose account you grieve and suffer so much at the hands of lawless men.”\nAs he spoke he kissed his son, and a tear fell from his cheek on to the ground, for he had restrained all tears till now. But Telemachus could not yet believe that it was his father, and said:\n“You are not my father, but some god is flattering me with vain hopes that I may grieve the more hereafter; no mortal man could of himself contrive to do as you have been doing, and make yourself old and young at a moment’s notice, unless a god were with him. A second ago you were old and all in rags, and now you are like some god come down from heaven.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.201–212",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, οὔ σε ἔοικε φίλον πατέρ ἔνδον ἐόντα\nοὔτε τι θαυμάζειν περιώσιον οὔτʼ ἀγάασθαι·\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τοι ἔτʼ ἄλλος ἐλεύσεται ἐνθάδʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἀλλʼ ὅδʼ ἐγὼ τοιόσδε, παθὼν κακά, πολλὰ δʼ ἀληθείς,\nἤλυθον εἰκοστῷ ἔτεϊ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.\nαὐτάρ τοι τόδε ἔργον Ἀθηναίης ἀγελείης,\nἥ τέ με τοῖον ἔθηκεν, ὅπως ἐθέλει, δύναται γάρ,\nἄλλοτε μὲν πτωχῷ ἐναλίγκιον, ἄλλοτε δʼ αὖτε\nἀνδρὶ νέῳ καὶ καλὰ περὶ χροῒ εἵματʼ ἔχοντι.\nῥηΐδιον δὲ θεοῖσι, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν,\nἠμὲν κυδῆναι θνητὸν βροτὸν ἠδὲ κακῶσαι.",
    "en": "Ulysses answered, “Telemachus, you ought not to be so immeasurably astonished at my being really here. There is no other Ulysses who will come hereafter. Such as I am, it is I, who after long wandering and much hardship have got home in the twentieth year to my own country. What you wonder at is the work of the redoubtable goddess Minerva, who does with me whatever she will, for she can do what she pleases. At one moment she makes me like a beggar, and the next I am a young man with good clothes on my back; it is an easy matter for the gods who live in heaven to make any man look either rich or poor.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.213–225",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετο, Τηλέμαχος δὲ\nἀμφιχυθεὶς πατέρʼ ἐσθλὸν ὀδύρετο, δάκρυα λείβων,\nἀμφοτέροισι δὲ τοῖσιν ὑφʼ ἵμερος ὦρτο γόοιο·\nκλαῖον δὲ λιγέως, ἀδινώτερον ἤ τʼ οἰωνοί,\nφῆναι ἢ αἰγυπιοὶ γαμψώνυχες, οἷσί τε τέκνα\nἀγρόται ἐξείλοντο πάρος πετεηνὰ γενέσθαι·\nὣς ἄρα τοί γʼ ἐλεεινὸν ὑπʼ ὀφρύσι δάκρυον εἶβον.\nκαί νύ κʼ ὀδυρομένοισιν ἔδυ φάος ἠελίοιο,\nεἰ μὴ Τηλέμαχος προσεφώνεεν ὃν πατέρʼ αἶψα·\nποίῃ γὰρ νῦν δεῦρο, πάτερ φίλε, νηΐ σε ναῦται\nἤγαγον εἰς Ἰθάκην; τίνες ἔμμεναι εὐχετόωντο;\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τί σε πεζὸν ὀΐομαι ἐνθάδʼ ἱκέσθαι.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·",
    "en": "As he spoke he sat down, and Telemachus threw his arms about his father and wept. They were both so much moved that they cried aloud like eagles or vultures with crooked talons that have been robbed of their half fledged young by peasants. Thus piteously did they weep, and the sun would have gone down upon their mourning if Telemachus had not suddenly said, “In what ship, my dear father, did your crew bring you to Ithaca? Of what nation did they declare themselves to be, for you cannot have come by land?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.226–239",
    "orig": "τοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, τέκνον, ἀληθείην καταλέξω.\nΦαίηκές μʼ ἄγαγον ναυσίκλυτοι, οἵ τε καὶ ἄλλους\nἀνθρώπους πέμπουσιν, ὅτις σφέας εἰσαφίκηται·\nκαί μʼ εὕδοντʼ ἐν νηῒ θοῇ ἐπὶ πόντον ἄγοντες\nκάτθεσαν εἰς Ἰθάκην, ἔπορον δέ μοι ἀγλαὰ δῶρα,\nχαλκόν τε χρυσόν τε ἅλις ἐσθῆτά θʼ ὑφαντήν.\nκαὶ τὰ μὲν ἐν σπήεσσι θεῶν ἰότητι κέονται·\nνῦν αὖ δεῦρʼ ἱκόμην ὑποθημοσύνῃσιν Ἀθήνης,\nὄφρα κε δυσμενέεσσι φόνου πέρι βουλεύσωμεν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι μνηστῆρας ἀριθμήσας κατάλεξον,\nὄφρʼ εἰδέω ὅσσοι τε καὶ οἵ τινες ἀνέρες εἰσί·\nκαί κεν ἐμὸν κατὰ θυμὸν ἀμύμονα μερμηρίξας\nφράσσομαι, ἤ κεν νῶϊ δυνησόμεθʼ ἀντιφέρεσθαι\nμούνω ἄνευθʼ ἄλλων, ἦ καὶ διζησόμεθʼ ἄλλους.",
    "en": "“I will tell you the truth, my son,” replied Ulysses. “It was the Phaeacians who brought me here. They are great sailors, and are in the habit of giving escorts to any one who reaches their coasts. They took me over the sea while I was fast asleep, and landed me in Ithaca, after giving me many presents in bronze, gold, and raiment. These things by heaven’s mercy are lying concealed in a cave, and I am now come here on the suggestion of Minerva that we may consult about killing our enemies. First, therefore, give me a list of the suitors, with their number, that I may learn who, and how many, they are. I can then turn the matter over in my mind, and see whether we two can fight the whole body of them ourselves, or whether we must find others to help us.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.240–256",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nὦ πάτερ, ἦ τοι σεῖο μέγα κλέος αἰὲν ἄκουον,\nχεῖράς τʼ αἰχμητὴν ἔμεναι καὶ ἐπίφρονα βουλήν·\nἀλλὰ λίην μέγα εἶπες· ἄγη μʼ ἔχει· οὐδέ κεν εἴη\nἄνδρε δύω πολλοῖσι καὶ ἰφθίμοισι μάχεσθαι.\nμνηστήρων δʼ οὔτʼ ἂρ δεκὰς ἀτρεκὲς οὔτε δύʼ οἶαι,\nἀλλὰ πολὺ πλέονες· τάχα δʼ εἴσεαι ἐνθάδʼ ἀριθμόν.\nἐκ μὲν Δουλιχίοιο δύω καὶ πεντήκοντα\nκοῦροι κεκριμένοι, ἓξ δὲ δρηστῆρες ἕπονται·\nἐκ δὲ Σάμης πίσυρές τε καὶ εἴκοσι φῶτες ἔασιν,\nἐκ δὲ Ζακύνθου ἔασιν ἐείκοσι κοῦροι Ἀχαιῶν,\nἐκ δʼ αὐτῆς Ἰθάκης δυοκαίδεκα πάντες ἄριστοι,\nκαί σφιν ἅμʼ ἐστὶ Μέδων κῆρυξ καὶ θεῖος ἀοιδὸς\nκαὶ δοιὼ θεράποντε, δαήμονε δαιτροσυνάων.\nτῶν εἴ κεν πάντων ἀντήσομεν ἔνδον ἐόντων,\nμὴ πολύπικρα καὶ αἰνὰ βίας ἀποτίσεαι ἐλθών.\nἀλλὰ σύ γʼ, εἰ δύνασαί τινʼ ἀμύντορα μερμηρίξαι,",
    "en": "To this Telemachus answered, “Father, I have always heard of your renown both in the field and in council, but the task you talk of is a very great one: I am awed at the mere thought of it; two men cannot stand against many and brave ones. There are not ten suitors only, nor twice ten, but ten many times over; you shall learn their number at once. There are fifty-two chosen youths from Dulichium, and they have six servants; from Same there are twenty-four; twenty young Achaeans from Zacynthus, and twelve from Ithaca itself, all of them well born. They have with them a servant Medon, a bard, and two men who can carve at table. If we face such numbers as this, you may have bitter cause to rue your coming, and your revenge. See whether you cannot think of some one who would be willing to come and help us.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.257–271",
    "orig": "φράζευ, ὅ κέν τις νῶϊν ἀμύνοι πρόφρονι θυμῷ.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγὼν ἐρέω, σὺ δὲ σύνθεο καί μευ ἄκουσον·\nκαὶ φράσαι ἤ κεν νῶϊν Ἀθήνη σὺν Διὶ πατρὶ\nἀρκέσει, ἦέ τινʼ ἄλλον ἀμύντορα μερμηρίξω.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἐσθλώ τοι τούτω γʼ ἐπαμύντορε, τοὺς ἀγορεύεις,\nὕψι περ ἐν νεφέεσσι καθημένω· ὥ τε καὶ ἄλλοις\nἀνδράσι τε κρατέουσι καὶ ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσι.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nοὐ μέν τοι κείνω γε πολὺν χρόνον ἀμφὶς ἔσεσθον\nφυλόπιδος κρατερῆς, ὁπότε μνηστῆρσι καὶ ἡμῖν\nἐν μεγάροισιν ἐμοῖσι μένος κρίνηται Ἄρηος.\nἀλλὰ σὺ μὲν νῦν ἔρχευ ἅμʼ ἠοῖ φαινομένηφιν\nοἴκαδε, καὶ μνηστῆρσιν ὑπερφιάλοισιν ὁμίλει·",
    "en": "“Listen to me,” replied Ulysses, “and think whether Minerva and her father Jove may seem sufficient, or whether I am to try and find some one else as well.”\n“Those whom you have named,” answered Telemachus, “are a couple of good allies, for though they dwell high up among the clouds they have power over both gods and men.”\n“These two,” continued Ulysses, “will not keep long out of the fray, when the suitors and we join fight in my house."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.272–290",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐμὲ προτὶ ἄστυ συβώτης ὕστερον ἄξει,\nπτωχῷ λευγαλέῳ ἐναλίγκιον ἠδὲ γέροντι.\nεἰ δέ μʼ ἀτιμήσουσι δόμον κάτα, σὸν δὲ φίλον κῆρ\nτετλάτω ἐν στήθεσσι κακῶς πάσχοντος ἐμεῖο,\nἤν περ καὶ διὰ δῶμα ποδῶν ἕλκωσι θύραζε\nἢ βέλεσι βάλλωσι· σὺ δʼ εἰσορόων ἀνέχεσθαι.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι παύεσθαι ἀνωγέμεν ἀφροσυνάων,\nμειλιχίοις ἐπέεσσι παραυδῶν· οἱ δέ τοι οὔ τι\nπείσονται· δὴ γάρ σφι παρίσταται αἴσιμον ἦμαρ.\nἄλλο δέ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ βάλλεο σῇσιν·\nὁππότε κεν πολύβουλος ἐνὶ φρεσὶ θῇσιν Ἀθήνη,\nνεύσω μέν τοι ἐγὼ κεφαλῇ, σὺ δʼ ἔπειτα νοήσας\nὅσσα τοι ἐν μεγάροισιν Ἀρήϊα τεύχεα κεῖται\nἐς μυχὸν ὑψηλοῦ θαλάμου καταθεῖναι ἀείρας\nπάντα μάλʼ· αὐτὰρ μνηστῆρας μαλακοῖς ἐπέεσσι\nπαρφάσθαι, ὅτε κέν σε μεταλλῶσιν ποθέοντες·\nἐκ καπνοῦ κατέθηκʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐκέτι τοῖσιν ἐῴκει\nοἷά ποτε Τροίηνδε κιὼν κατέλειπεν Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἀλλὰ κατῄκισται, ὅσσον πυρὸς ἵκετʼ ἀϋτμή.",
    "en": "Now, therefore, return home early to-morrow morning, and go about among the suitors as before. Later on the swineherd will bring me to the city disguised as a miserable old beggar. If you see them ill treating me, steel your heart against my sufferings; even though they drag me feet foremost out of the house, or throw things at me, look on and do nothing beyond gently trying to make them behave more reasonably; but they will not listen to you, for the day of their reckoning is at hand. Furthermore I say, and lay my saying to your heart; when Minerva shall put it in my mind, I will nod my head to you, and on seeing me do this you must collect all the armour that is in the house and hide it in the strong store room. Make some excuse when the suitors ask you why you are removing it; say that you have taken it to be out of the way of the smoke, inasmuch as it is no longer what it was when Ulysses went away, but has become soiled and begrimed with soot."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.291–307",
    "orig": "πρὸς δʼ ἔτι καὶ τόδε μεῖζον ἐνὶ φρεσὶ θῆκε Κρονίων,\nμή πως οἰνωθέντες, ἔριν στήσαντες ἐν ὑμῖν,\nἀλλήλους τρώσητε καταισχύνητέ τε δαῖτα\nκαὶ μνηστύν· αὐτὸς γὰρ ἐφέλκεται ἄνδρα σίδηρος.\nνῶϊν δʼ οἴοισιν δύο φάσγανα καὶ δύο δοῦρε\nκαλλιπέειν καὶ δοιὰ βοάγρια χερσὶν ἑλέσθαι,\nὡς ἂν ἐπιθύσαντες ἑλοίμεθα· τοὺς δέ κʼ ἔπειτα\nΠαλλὰς Ἀθηναίη θέλξει καὶ μητίετα Ζεύς.\nἄλλο δέ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ βάλλεο σῇσιν·\nεἰ ἐτεόν γʼ ἐμός ἐσσι καὶ αἵματος ἡμετέροιο,\nμή τις ἔπειτʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἀκουσάτω ἔνδον ἐόντος,\nμήτʼ οὖν Λαέρτης ἴστω τό γε μήτε συβώτης\nμήτε τις οἰκήων μήτʼ αὐτὴ Πηνελόπεια,\nἀλλʼ οἶοι σύ τʼ ἐγώ τε γυναικῶν γνώομεν ἰθύν·\nκαί κέ τεο δμώων ἀνδρῶν ἔτι πειρηθεῖμεν,\nἠμὲν ὅπου τις νῶϊ τίει καὶ δείδιε θυμῷ,\nἠδʼ ὅτις οὐκ ἀλέγει, σὲ δʼ ἀτιμᾷ τοῖον ἐόντα.",
    "en": "Add to this more particularly that you are afraid Jove may set them on to quarrel over their wine, and that they may do each other some harm which may disgrace both banquet and wooing, for the sight of arms sometimes tempts people to use them. But leave a sword and a spear apiece for yourself and me, and a couple of oxhide shields so that we can snatch them up at any moment; Jove and Minerva will then soon quiet these people. There is also another matter; if you are indeed my son and my blood runs in your veins, let no one know that Ulysses is within the house, neither Laertes, nor yet the swineherd, nor any of the servants, nor even Penelope herself. Let you and me exploit the women alone, and let us also make trial of some other of the men servants, to see who is on our side and whose hand is against us.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.308–320",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσεφώνεε φαίδιμος υἱός\nὦ πάτερ, ἦ τοι ἐμὸν θυμὸν καὶ ἔπειτά γʼ, ὀΐω,\nγνώσεαι· οὐ μὲν γάρ τι χαλιφροσύναι γέ μʼ ἔχουσιν·\nἀλλʼ οὔ τοι τόδε κέρδος ἐγὼν ἔσσεσθαι ὀΐω\nἡμῖν ἀμφοτέροισι· σὲ δὲ φράζεσθαι ἄνωγα.\nδηθὰ γὰρ αὔτως εἴσῃ ἑκάστου πειρητίζων,\nἔργα μετερχόμενος· τοὶ δʼ ἐν μεγάροισιν ἕκηλοι\nχρήματα δαρδάπτουσιν ὑπέρβιον οὐδʼ ἔπι φειδώ.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοί σε γυναῖκας ἐγὼ δεδάασθαι ἄνωγα,\nαἵ τέ σʼ ἀτιμάζουσι καὶ αἳ νηλείτιδές εἰσιν·\nἀνδρῶν δʼ οὐκ ἂν ἐγώ γε κατὰ σταθμοὺς ἐθέλοιμι\nἡμέας πειράζειν, ἀλλʼ ὕστερα ταῦτα πένεσθαι,\nεἰ ἐτεόν γέ τι οἶσθα Διὸς τέρας αἰγιόχοιο.",
    "en": "“Father,” replied Telemachus, “you will come to know me by and by, and when you do you will find that I can keep your counsel. I do not think, however, the plan you propose will turn out well for either of us. Think it over. It will take us a long time to go the round of the farms and exploit the men, and all the time the suitors will be wasting your estate with impunity and without compunction. Prove the women by all means, to see who are disloyal and who guiltless, but I am not in favour of going round and trying the men. We can attend to that later on, if you really have some sign from Jove that he will support you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.321–341",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nἡ δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπειτʼ Ἰθάκηνδε κατήγετο νηῦς εὐεργής,\nἣ φέρε Τηλέμαχον Πυλόθεν καὶ πάντας ἑταίρους.\nοἱ δʼ ὅτε δὴ λιμένος πολυβενθέος ἐντὸς ἵκοντο,\nνῆα μὲν οἵ γε μέλαιναν ἐπʼ ἠπείροιο ἔρυσσαν,\nτεύχεα δέ σφʼ ἀπένεικαν ὑπέρθυμοι θεράποντες,\nαὐτίκα δʼ ἐς Κλυτίοιο φέρον περικαλλέα δῶρα.\nαὐτὰρ κήρυκα πρόεσαν δόμον εἰς Ὀδυσῆος,\nἀγγελίην ἐρέοντα περίφρονι Πηνελοπείῃ,\nοὕνεκα Τηλέμαχος μὲν ἐπʼ ἀγροῦ, νῆα δʼ ἀνώγει\nἄστυδʼ ἀποπλείειν, ἵνα μὴ δείσασʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nἰφθίμη βασίλεια τέρεν κατὰ δάκρυον εἴβοι\nτὼ δὲ συναντήτην κῆρυξ καὶ δῖος ὑφορβὸς\nτῆς αὐτῆς ἕνεκʼ ἀγγελίης, ἐρέοντε γυναικί.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἵκοντο δόμον θείου βασιλῆος,\nκῆρυξ μέν ῥα μέσῃσι μετὰ δμῳῇσιν ἔειπεν·\nἤδη τοι, βασίλεια, φίλος πάϊς εἰλήλουθε.\nΠηνελοπείῃ δʼ εἶπε συβώτης ἄγχι παραστὰς\nπάνθʼ ὅσα οἱ φίλος υἱὸς ἀνώγει μυθήσασθαι.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ πᾶσαν ἐφημοσύνην ἀπέειπε,\nβῆ ῥʼ ἴμεναι μεθʼ ὕας, λίπε δʼ ἕρκεά τε μέγαρόν τε.",
    "en": "Thus did they converse, and meanwhile the ship which had brought Telemachus and his crew from Pylos had reached the town of Ithaca. When they had come inside the harbour they drew the ship on to the land; their servants came and took their armour from them, and they left all the presents at the house of Clytius. Then they sent a servant to tell Penelope that Telemachus had gone into the country, but had sent the ship to the town to prevent her from being alarmed and made unhappy. This servant and Eumaeus happened to meet when they were both on the same errand of going to tell Penelope. When they reached the House, the servant stood up and said to the queen in the presence of the waiting women, “Your son, Madam, is now returned from Pylos”; but Eumaeus went close up to Penelope, and said privately all that her son had bidden him tell her. When he had given his message he left the house with its outbuildings and went back to his pigs again."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.342–357",
    "orig": "μνηστῆρες δʼ ἀκάχοντο κατήφησάν τʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ,\nἐκ δʼ ἦλθον μεγάροιο παρὲκ μέγα τειχίον αὐλῆς,\nαὐτοῦ δὲ προπάροιθε θυράων ἑδριόωντο.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Εὐρύμαχος, Πολύβου πάϊς, ἦρχʼ ἀγορεύειν·\nὦ φίλοι, ἦ μέγα ἔργον ὑπερφιάλως τετέλεσται\nΤηλεμάχῳ ὁδὸς ἥδε· φάμεν δέ οἱ οὐ τελέεσθαι.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῆα μέλαιναν ἐρύσσομεν ἥ τις ἀρίστη,\nἐς δʼ ἐρέτας ἁλιῆας ἀγείρομεν, οἵ κε τάχιστα\nκείνοις ἀγγείλωσι θοῶς οἶκόνδε νέεσθαι.\nοὔ πω πᾶν εἴρηθʼ, ὅτʼ ἄρʼ Ἀμφίνομος ἴδε νῆα,\nστρεφθεὶς ἐκ χώρης, λιμένος πολυβενθέος ἐντός,\nἱστία τε στέλλοντας ἐρετμά τε χερσὶν ἔχοντας.\nἡδὺ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐκγελάσας μετεφώνεεν οἷς ἑτάροισι·\nμή τινʼ ἔτʼ ἀγγελίην ὀτρύνομεν· οἵδε γὰρ ἔνδον.\nἤ τίς σφιν τόδʼ ἔειπε θεῶν, ἢ εἴσιδον αὐτοὶ\nνῆα παρερχομένην, τὴν δʼ οὐκ ἐδύναντο κιχῆναι.",
    "en": "The suitors were surprised and angry at what had happened, so they went outside the great wall that ran round the outer court, and held a council near the main entrance. Eurymachus, son of Polybus, was the first to speak.\n“My friends,” said he, “this voyage of Telemachus’s is a very serious matter; we had made sure that it would come to nothing. Now, however, let us draw a ship into the water, and get a crew together to send after the others and tell them to come back as fast as they can.”\nHe had hardly done speaking when Amphinomus turned in his place and saw the ship inside the harbour, with the crew lowering her sails, and putting by their oars; so he laughed, and said to the others, “We need not send them any message, for they are here. Some god must have told them, or else they saw the ship go by, and could not overtake her.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.358–375",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἀνστάντες ἔβαν ἐπὶ θῖνα θαλάσσης,\nαἶψα δὲ νῆα μέλαιναν ἐπʼ ἠπείροιο ἔρυσσαν,\nτεύχεα δέ σφʼ ἀπένεικαν ὑπέρθυμοι θεράποντες.\nαὐτοὶ δʼ εἰς ἀγορὴν κίον ἀθρόοι, οὐδέ τινʼ ἄλλον\nεἴων οὔτε νέων μεταΐζειν οὔτε γερόντων.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀντίνοος μετέφη, Εὐπείθεος υἱός·\nὢ πόποι, ὡς τόνδʼ ἄνδρα θεοὶ κακότητος ἔλυσαν.\nἤματα μὲν σκοποὶ ἷζον ἐπʼ ἄκριας ἠνεμοέσσας\nαἰὲν ἐπασσύτεροι· ἅμα δʼ ἠελίῳ καταδύντι\nοὔ ποτʼ ἐπʼ ἠπείρου νύκτʼ ἄσαμεν, ἀλλʼ ἐνὶ πόντῳ\nνηῒ θοῇ πλείοντες ἐμίμνομεν Ἠῶ δῖαν,\nΤηλέμαχον λοχόωντες, ἵνα φθίσωμεν ἑλόντες\nαὐτόν· τὸν δʼ ἄρα τῆος ἀπήγαγεν οἴκαδε δαίμων,\nἡμεῖς δʼ ἐνθάδε οἱ φραζώμεθα λυγρὸν ὄλεθρον\nΤηλεμάχῳ, μηδʼ ἧμας ὑπεκφύγοι· οὐ γὰρ ὀΐω\nτούτου γε ζώοντος ἀνύσσεσθαι τάδε ἔργα.\nαὐτὸς μὲν γὰρ ἐπιστήμων βουλῇ τε νόῳ τε,\nλαοὶ δʼ οὐκέτι πάμπαν ἐφʼ ἡμῖν ἦρα φέρουσιν.",
    "en": "On this they rose and went to the water side. The crew then drew the ship on shore; their servants took their armour from them, and they went up in a body to the place of assembly, but they would not let any one old or young sit along with them, and Antinous, son of Eupeithes, spoke first.\n“Good heavens,” said he, “see how the gods have saved this man from destruction. We kept a succession of scouts upon the headlands all day long, and when the sun was down we never went on shore to sleep, but waited in the ship all night till morning in the hope of capturing and killing him; but some god has conveyed him home in spite of us. Let us consider how we can make an end of him. He must not escape us; our affair is never likely to come off while he is alive, for he is very shrewd, and public feeling is by no means all on our side."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.376–392",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἄγετε, πρὶν κεῖνον ὁμηγυρίσασθαι Ἀχαιοὺς\nεἰς ἀγορήν, οὐ γάρ τι μεθησέμεναί μιν ὀΐω,\nἀλλʼ ἀπομηνίσει, ἐρέει δʼ ἐν πᾶσιν ἀναστὰς\nοὕνεκά οἱ φόνον αἰπὺν ἐράπτομεν οὐδʼ ἐκίχημεν·\nοἱ δʼ οὐκ αἰνήσουσιν ἀκούοντες κακὰ ἔργα·\nμή τι κακὸν ῥέξωσι καὶ ἡμέας ἐξελάσωσι\nγαίης ἡμετέρης, ἄλλων δʼ ἀφικώμεθα δῆμον·\nἀλλὰ φθέωμεν ἑλόντες ἐπʼ ἀγροῦ νόσφι πόληος\nἢ ἐν ὁδῷ· βίοτον δʼ αὐτοὶ καὶ κτήματʼ ἔχωμεν,\nδασσάμενοι κατὰ μοῖραν ἐφʼ ἡμέας, οἰκία δʼ αὖτε\nκείνου μητέρι δοῖμεν ἔχειν ἠδʼ ὅστις ὀπυίοι.\nεἰ δʼ ὑμῖν ὅδε μῦθος ἀφανδάνει, ἀλλὰ βόλεσθε\nαὐτόν τε ζώειν καὶ ἔχειν πατρώϊα πάντα,\nμή οἱ χρήματʼ ἔπειτα ἅλις θυμηδέʼ ἔδωμεν\nἐνθάδʼ ἀγειρόμενοι, ἀλλʼ ἐκ μεγάροιο ἕκαστος\nμνάσθω ἐέδνοισιν διζήμενος· ἡ δέ κʼ ἔπειτα\nγήμαιθʼ ὅς κε πλεῖστα πόροι καὶ μόρσιμος ἔλθοι.",
    "en": "We must make haste before he can call the Achaeans in assembly; he will lose no time in doing so, for he will be furious with us, and will tell all the world how we plotted to kill him, but failed to take him. The people will not like this when they come to know of it; we must see that they do us no hurt, nor drive us from our own country into exile. Let us try and lay hold of him either on his farm away from the town, or on the road hither. Then we can divide up his property amongst us, and let his mother and the man who marries her have the house. If this does not please you, and you wish Telemachus to live on and hold his father’s property, then we must not gather here and eat up his goods in this way, but must make our offers to Penelope each from his own house, and she can marry the man who will give the most for her, and whose lot it is to win her.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.393–408",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἀκὴν ἐγένοντο σιωπῇ.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀμφίνομος ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπε,\nΝίσου φαίδιμος υἱός, Ἀρητιάδαο ἄνακτος,\nὅς ῥʼ ἐκ Δουλιχίου πολυπύρου, ποιήεντος,\nἡγεῖτο μνηστῆρσι, μάλιστα δὲ Πηνελοπείῃ\nἥνδανε μύθοισι· φρεσὶ γὰρ κέχρητʼ ἀγαθῇσιν·\nὅ σφιν ἐϋφρονέων ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπεν·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐκ ἂν ἐγώ γε κατακτείνειν ἐθέλοιμι\nΤηλέμαχον· δεινὸν δὲ γένος βασιλήϊόν ἐστιν\nκτείνειν· ἀλλὰ πρῶτα θεῶν εἰρώμεθα βουλάς.\nεἰ μέν κʼ αἰνήσωσι Διὸς μεγάλοιο θέμιστες,\nαὐτός τε κτενέω τούς τʼ ἄλλους πάντας ἀνώξω·\nεἰ δέ κʼ ἀποτρωπῶσι θεοί, παύσασθαι ἄνωγα.\nὣς ἔφατʼ Ἀμφίνομος, τοῖσιν δʼ ἐπιήνδανε μῦθος.\nαὐτίκʼ ἔπειτʼ ἀνστάντες ἔβαν δόμον εἰς Ὀδυσῆος,\nἐλθόντες δὲ καθῖζον ἐπὶ ξεστοῖσι θρόνοισιν.",
    "en": "They all held their peace until Amphinomus rose to speak. He was the son of Nisus, who was son to king Aretias, and he was foremost among all the suitors from the wheat-growing and well grassed island of Dulichium; his conversation, moreover, was more agreeable to Penelope than that of any of the other suitors, for he was a man of good natural disposition. “My friends,” said he, speaking to them plainly and in all honestly, “I am not in favour of killing Telemachus. It is a heinous thing to kill one who is of noble blood. Let us first take counsel of the gods, and if the oracles of Jove advise it, I will both help to kill him myself, and will urge everyone else to do so; but if they dissuade us, I would have you hold your hands.”\nThus did he speak, and his words pleased them well, so they rose forthwith and went to the house of Ulysses, where they took their accustomed seats."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.409–420",
    "orig": "ἡ δʼ αὖτʼ ἄλλʼ ἐνόησε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια,\nμνηστήρεσσι φανῆναι ὑπέρβιον ὕβριν ἔχουσι.\nπεύθετο γὰρ οὗ παιδὸς ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ὄλεθρον·\nκῆρυξ γάρ οἱ ἔειπε Μέδων, ὃς ἐπεύθετο βουλάς.\nβῆ δʼ ἰέναι μέγαρόνδε σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξίν.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ μνηστῆρας ἀφίκετο δῖα γυναικῶν,\nστῆ ῥα παρὰ σταθμὸν τέγεος πύκα ποιητοῖο,\nἄντα παρειάων σχομένη λιπαρὰ κρήδεμνα,\nἈντίνοον δʼ ἐνένιπεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nἈντίνοʼ, ὕβριν ἔχων, κακομήχανε, καὶ δέ σέ φασιν\nἐν δήμῳ Ἰθάκης μεθʼ ὁμήλικας ἔμμεν ἄριστον\nβουλῇ καὶ μύθοισι· σὺ δʼ οὐκ ἄρα τοῖος ἔησθα.",
    "en": "Then Penelope resolved that she would show herself to the suitors. She knew of the plot against Telemachus, for the servant Medon had overheard their counsels and had told her; she went down therefore to the court attended by her maidens, and when she reached the suitors she stood by one of the bearing-posts supporting the roof of the cloister holding a veil before her face, and rebuked Antinous saying:\n“Antinous, insolent and wicked schemer, they say you are the best speaker and counsellor of any man your own age in Ithaca, but you are nothing of the kind."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.421–433",
    "orig": "μάργε, τίη δὲ σὺ Τηλεμάχῳ θάνατόν τε μόρον τε\nῥάπτεις, οὐδʼ ἱκέτας ἐμπάζεαι, οἷσιν ἄρα Ζεὺς\nμάρτυρος; οὐδʼ ὁσίη κακὰ ῥάπτειν ἀλλήλοισιν.\nἦ οὐκ οἶσθʼ ὅτε δεῦρο πατὴρ τεὸς ἵκετο φεύγων,\nδῆμον ὑποδείσας; δὴ γὰρ κεχολώατο λίην,\nοὕνεκα ληϊστῆρσιν ἐπισπόμενος Ταφίοισιν\nἤκαχε Θεσπρωτούς· οἱ δʼ ἡμῖν ἄρθμιοι ἦσαν·\nτόν ῥʼ ἔθελον φθῖσαι καὶ ἀπορραῖσαι φίλον ἦτορ\nἠδὲ κατὰ ζωὴν φαγέειν μενοεικέα πολλήν·\nἀλλʼ Ὀδυσεὺς κατέρυκε καὶ ἔσχεθεν ἱεμένους περ.\nτοῦ νῦν οἶκον ἄτιμον ἔδεις, μνάᾳ δὲ γυναῖκα\nπαῖδά τʼ ἀποκτείνεις, ἐμὲ δὲ μεγάλως ἀκαχίζεις·\nἀλλά σε παύσασθαι κέλομαι καὶ ἀνωγέμεν ἄλλους.",
    "en": "Madman, why should you try to compass the death of Telemachus, and take no heed of suppliants, whose witness is Jove himself? It is not right for you to plot thus against one another. Do you not remember how your father fled to this house in fear of the people, who were enraged against him for having gone with some Taphian pirates and plundered the Thesprotians who were at peace with us? They wanted to tear him in pieces and eat up everything he had, but Ulysses stayed their hands although they were infuriated, and now you devour his property without paying for it, and break my heart by wooing his wife and trying to kill his son. Leave off doing so, and stop the others also.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.434–448",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρύμαχος, Πολύβου πάϊς, ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nκούρη Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρον Πηνελόπεια,\nθάρσει· μή τοι ταῦτα μετὰ φρεσὶ σῇσι μελόντων.\nοὐκ ἔσθʼ οὗτος ἀνὴρ οὐδʼ ἔσσεται οὐδὲ γένηται,\nὅς κεν Τηλεμάχῳ σῷ υἱέϊ χεῖρας ἐποίσει\nζώοντός γʼ ἐμέθεν καὶ ἐπὶ χθονὶ δερκομένοιο.\nὧδε γὰρ ἐξερέω, καὶ μὴν τετελεσμένον ἔσται·\nαἶψά οἱ αἷμα κελαινὸν ἐρωήσει περὶ δουρὶ\nἡμετέρῳ, ἐπεὶ ἦ καὶ ἐμὲ πτολίπορθος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nπολλάκι γούνασιν οἷσιν ἐφεσσάμενος κρέας ὀπτὸν\nἐν χείρεσσιν ἔθηκεν, ἐπέσχε τε οἶνον ἐρυθρόν.\nτῷ μοι Τηλέμαχος πάντων πολὺ φίλτατός ἐστιν\nἀνδρῶν, οὐδέ τί μιν θάνατον τρομέεσθαι ἄνωγα\nἔκ γε μνηστήρων· θεόθεν δʼ οὐκ ἔστʼ ἀλέασθαι.\nὣς φάτο θαρσύνων, τῷ δʼ ἤρτυεν αὐτὸς ὄλεθρον.",
    "en": "To this Eurymachus son of Polybus answered, “Take heart, Queen Penelope daughter of Icarius, and do not trouble yourself about these matters. The man is not yet born, nor never will be, who shall lay hands upon your son Telemachus, while I yet live to look upon the face of the earth. I say, and it shall surely be, that my spear shall be reddened with his blood; for many a time has Ulysses taken me on his knees, held wine up to my lips to drink, and put pieces of meat into my hands. Therefore Telemachus is much the dearest friend I have, and has nothing to fear from the hands of us suitors. Of course, if death comes to him from the gods, he cannot escape it.” He said this to quiet her, but in reality he was plotting against Telemachus."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.449–463",
    "orig": "ἡ μὲν ἄρʼ εἰσαναβᾶσʼ ὑπερώϊα σιγαλόεντα\nκλαῖεν ἔπειτʼ Ὀδυσῆα, φίλον πόσιν, ὄφρα οἱ ὕπνον\nἡδὺν ἐπὶ βλεφάροισι βάλε γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.\nἑσπέριος δʼ Ὀδυσῆϊ καὶ υἱέϊ δῖος ὑφορβὸς\nἤλυθεν· οἱ δʼ ἄρα δόρπον ἐπισταδὸν ὡπλίζοντο,\nσῦν ἱερεύσαντες ἐνιαύσιον. αὐτὰρ Ἀθήνη,\nἄγχι παρισταμένη, Λαερτιάδην Ὀδυσῆα\nῥάβδῳ πεπληγυῖα πάλιν ποίησε γέροντα,\nλυγρὰ δὲ εἵματα ἕσσε περὶ χροΐ, μή ἑ συβώτης\nγνοίη ἐσάντα ἰδὼν καὶ ἐχέφρονι Πηνελοπείῃ\nἔλθοι ἀπαγγέλλων μηδὲ φρεσὶν εἰρύσσαιτο.\nτὸν καὶ Τηλέμαχος πρότερος πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπεν·\nἦλθες, δῖʼ Εὔμαιε. τί δὴ κλέος ἔστʼ ἀνὰ ἄστυ;\nἦ ῥʼ ἤδη μνηστῆρες ἀγήνορες ἔνδον ἔασιν\nἐκ λόχου, ἦ ἔτι μʼ αὖτʼ εἰρύαται οἴκαδʼ ἰόντα;",
    "en": "Then Penelope went upstairs again and mourned her husband till Minerva shed sleep over her eyes. In the evening Eumaeus got back to Ulysses and his son, who had just sacrificed a young pig of a year old and were helping one another to get supper ready; Minerva therefore came up to Ulysses, turned him into an old man with a stroke of her wand, and clad him in his old clothes again, for fear that the swineherd might recognise him and not keep the secret, but go and tell Penelope.\nTelemachus was the first to speak. “So you have got back, Eumaeus,” said he. “What is the news of the town? Have the suitors returned, or are they still waiting over yonder, to take me on my way home?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 16.464–481",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nοὐκ ἔμελέν μοι ταῦτα μεταλλῆσαι καὶ ἐρέσθαι\nἄστυ καταβλώσκοντα· τάχιστά με θυμὸς ἀνώγει\nἀγγελίην εἰπόντα πάλιν δεῦρʼ ἀπονέεσθαι.\nὡμήρησε δέ μοι παρʼ ἑταίρων ἄγγελος ὠκύς,\nκῆρυξ, ὃς δὴ πρῶτος ἔπος σῇ μητρὶ ἔειπεν.\nἄλλο δέ τοι τό γε οἶδα· τὸ γὰρ ἴδον ὀφθαλμοῖσιν.\nἤδη ὑπὲρ πόλιος, ὅθι θʼ Ἕρμαιος λόφος ἐστίν,\nἦα κιών, ὅτε νῆα θοὴν ἰδόμην κατιοῦσαν\nἐς λιμένʼ ἡμέτερον· πολλοὶ δʼ ἔσαν ἄνδρες ἐν αὐτῇ,\nβεβρίθει δὲ σάκεσσι καὶ ἔγχεσιν ἀμφιγύοισι·\nκαὶ σφέας ὠΐσθην τοὺς ἔμμεναι, οὐδέ τι οἶδα.\nὣς φάτο, μείδησεν δʼ ἱερὴ ἲς Τηλεμάχοιο\nἐς πατέρʼ ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ἰδών, ἀλέεινε δʼ ὑφορβόν.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν παύσαντο πόνου τετύκοντό τε δαῖτα,\nδαίνυντʼ, οὐδέ τι θυμὸς ἐδεύετο δαιτὸς ἐΐσης.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nκοίτου τε μνήσαντο καὶ ὕπνου δῶρον ἕλοντο.",
    "en": "“I did not think of asking about that,” replied Eumaeus, “when I was in the town. I thought I would give my message and come back as soon as I could. I met a man sent by those who had gone with you to Pylos, and he was the first to tell the news to your mother, but I can say what I saw with my own eyes; I had just got on to the crest of the hill of Mercury above the town when I saw a ship coming into harbour with a number of men in her. They had many shields and spears, and I thought it was the suitors, but I cannot be sure.”\nOn hearing this Telemachus smiled to his father, but so that Eumaeus could not see him.\nThen, when they had finished their work and the meal was ready, they ate it, and every man had his full share so that all were satisfied. As soon as they had had enough to eat and drink, they laid down to rest and enjoyed the boon of sleep."
   }
  ],
  "17": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.1–15",
    "orig": "ἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nδὴ τότʼ ἔπειθʼ ὑπὸ ποσσὶν ἐδήσατο καλὰ πέδιλα\nΤηλέμαχος, φίλος υἱὸς Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο,\nεἵλετο δʼ ἄλκιμον ἔγχος, ὅ οἱ παλάμηφιν ἀρήρει,\nἄστυδε ἱέμενος, καὶ ἑὸν προσέειπε συβώτην·\nἄττʼ, ἦ τοι μὲν ἐγὼν εἶμʼ ἐς πόλιν, ὄφρα με μήτηρ\nὄψεται· οὐ γάρ μιν πρόσθεν παύσεσθαι ὀΐω\nκλαυθμοῦ τε στυγεροῖο γόοιό τε δακρυόεντος,\nπρίν γʼ αὐτόν με ἴδηται· ἀτὰρ σοί γʼ ὧδʼ ἐπιτέλλω.\nτὸν ξεῖνον δύστηνον ἄγʼ ἐς πόλιν, ὄφρʼ ἂν ἐκεῖθι\nδαῖτα πτωχεύῃ· δώσει δέ οἱ ὅς κʼ ἐθέλῃσι\nπύρνον καὶ κοτύλην· ἐμὲ δʼ οὔ πως ἔστιν ἅπαντας\nἀνθρώπους ἀνέχεσθαι, ἔχοντά περ ἄλγεα θυμῷ·\nὁ ξεῖνος δʼ εἴ περ μάλα μηνίει, ἄλγιον αὐτῷ\nἔσσεται· ἦ γὰρ ἐμοὶ φίλʼ ἀληθέα μυθήσασθαι.",
    "en": "When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, Telemachus bound on his sandals and took a strong spear that suited his hands, for he wanted to go into the city. “Old friend,” said he to the swineherd, “I will now go to the town and show myself to my mother, for she will never leave off grieving till she has seen me. As for this unfortunate stranger, take him to the town and let him beg there of any one who will give him a drink and a piece of bread. I have trouble enough of my own, and cannot be burdened with other people. If this makes him angry so much the worse for him, but I like to say what I mean.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.16–30",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ φίλος, οὐδέ τοι αὐτὸς ἐρύκεσθαι μενεαίνω·\nπτωχῷ βέλτερόν ἐστι κατὰ πτόλιν ἠὲ κατʼ ἀγροὺς\nδαῖτα πτωχεύειν· δώσει δέ μοι ὅς κʼ ἐθέλῃσιν.\nοὐ γὰρ ἐπὶ σταθμοῖσι μένειν ἔτι τηλίκος εἰμί,\nὥστʼ ἐπιτειλαμένῳ σημάντορι πάντα πιθέσθαι.\nἀλλʼ ἔρχευ· ἐμὲ δʼ ἄξει ἀνὴρ ὅδε, τὸν σὺ κελεύεις,\nαὐτίκʼ ἐπεί κε πυρὸς θερέω ἀλέη τε γένηται.\nαἰνῶς γὰρ τάδε εἵματʼ ἔχω κακά· μή με δαμάσσῃ\nστίβη ὑπηοίη· ἕκαθεν δέ τε ἄστυ φάτʼ εἶναι.\nὣς φάτο, Τηλέμαχος δὲ διὰ σταθμοῖο βεβήκει,\nκραιπνὰ ποσὶ προβιβάς, κακὰ δὲ μνηστῆρσι φύτευεν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἵκανε δόμους εὖ ναιετάοντας,\nἔγχος μέν ῥʼ ἔστησε φέρων πρὸς κίονα μακρήν,\nαὐτὸς δʼ εἴσω ἴεν καὶ ὑπέρβη λάϊνον οὐδόν.",
    "en": "Then Ulysses said, “Sir, I do not want to stay here; a beggar can always do better in town than country, for any one who likes can give him something. I am too old to care about remaining here at the beck and call of a master. Therefore let this man do as you have just told him, and take me to the town as soon as I have had a warm by the fire, and the day has got a little heat in it. My clothes are wretchedly thin, and this frosty morning I shall be perished with cold, for you say the city is some way off.”\nOn this Telemachus strode off through the yards, brooding his revenge upon the suitors. When he reached home he stood his spear against a bearing-post of the cloister, crossed the stone floor of the cloister itself, and went inside."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.31–44",
    "orig": "τὸν δὲ πολὺ πρώτη εἶδε τροφὸς Εὐρύκλεια,\nκώεα καστορνῦσα θρόνοις ἔνι δαιδαλέοισι,\nδακρύσασα δʼ ἔπειτʼ ἰθὺς κίεν· ἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρʼ ἄλλαι\nδμῳαὶ Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονος ἠγερέθοντο,\nκαὶ κύνεον ἀγαπαζόμεναι κεφαλήν τε καὶ ὤμους.\nἡ δʼ ἴεν ἐκ θαλάμοιο περίφρων Πηνελόπεια,\nἈρτέμιδι ἰκέλη ἠὲ χρυσέῃ Ἀφροδίτῃ,\nἀμφὶ δὲ παιδὶ φίλῳ βάλε πήχεε δακρύσασα,\nκύσσε δέ μιν κεφαλήν τε καὶ ἄμφω φάεα καλά,\nκαί ῥʼ ὀλοφυρομένη ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἦλθες, Τηλέμαχε, γλυκερὸν φάος. οὔ σʼ ἔτʼ ἐγώ γε\nὄψεσθαι ἐφάμην, ἐπεὶ ᾤχεο νηῒ Πύλονδε\nλάθρη, ἐμεῦ ἀέκητι, φίλου μετὰ πατρὸς ἀκουήν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι κατάλεξον ὅπως ἤντησας ὀπωπῆς.",
    "en": "Nurse Euryclea saw him long before any one else did. She was putting the fleeces on to the seats, and she burst out crying as she ran up to him; all the other maids came up too, and covered his head and shoulders with their kisses. Penelope came out of her room looking like Diana or Venus, and wept as she flung her arms about her son. She kissed his forehead and both his beautiful eyes, “Light of my eyes,” she cried as she spoke fondly to him, “so you are come home again; I made sure I was never going to see you any more. To think of your having gone off to Pylos without saying anything about it or obtaining my consent. But come, tell me what you saw.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.45–60",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nμῆτερ ἐμή, μή μοι γόον ὄρνυθι μηδέ μοι ἦτορ\nἐν στήθεσσιν ὄρινε φυγόντι περ αἰπὺν ὄλεθρον·\nἀλλʼ ὑδρηναμένη, καθαρὰ χροῒ εἵμαθʼ ἑλοῦσα,\nεἰς ὑπερῷʼ ἀναβᾶσα σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξὶν\nεὔχεο πᾶσι θεοῖσι τεληέσσας ἑκατόμβας\nῥέξειν, αἴ κέ ποθι Ζεὺς ἄντιτα ἔργα τελέσσῃ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ἀγορὴν ἐσελεύσομαι, ὄφρα καλέσσω\nξεῖνον, ὅτις μοι κεῖθεν ἅμʼ ἕσπετο δεῦρο κιόντι.\nτὸν μὲν ἐγὼ προὔπεμψα σὺν ἀντιθέοις ἑτάροισι,\nΠείραιον δέ μιν ἠνώγεα προτὶ οἶκον ἄγοντα\nἐνδυκέως φιλέειν καὶ τιέμεν, εἰς ὅ κεν ἔλθω.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἐφώνησεν, τῇ δʼ ἄπτερος ἔπλετο μῦθος.\nἡ δʼ ὑδρηναμένη, καθαρὰ χροῒ εἵμαθʼ ἑλοῦσα,\nεὔχετο πᾶσι θεοῖσι τεληέσσας ἑκατόμβας\nῥέξειν, αἴ κέ ποθι Ζεὺς ἄντιτα ἔργα τελέσσῃ.",
    "en": "“Do not scold me, mother,” answered Telemachus, “nor vex me, seeing what a narrow escape I have had, but wash your face, change your dress, go upstairs with your maids, and promise full and sufficient hecatombs to all the gods if Jove will only grant us our revenge upon the suitors. I must now go to the place of assembly to invite a stranger who has come back with me from Pylos. I sent him on with my crew, and told Piraeus to take him home and look after him till I could come for him myself.”\nShe heeded her son’s words, washed her face, changed her dress, and vowed full and sufficient hecatombs to all the gods if they would only vouchsafe her revenge upon the suitors."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.61–76",
    "orig": "Τηλέμαχος δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπειτα διὲκ μεγάροιο βεβήκει\nἔγχος ἔχων· ἅμα τῷ γε δύω κύνες ἀργοὶ ἕποντο.\nθεσπεσίην δʼ ἄρα τῷ γε χάριν κατέχευεν Ἀθήνη·\nτὸν δʼ ἄρα πάντες λαοὶ ἐπερχόμενον θηεῦντο.\nἀμφὶ δέ μιν μνηστῆρες ἀγήνορες ἠγερέθοντο\nἔσθλʼ ἀγορεύοντες, κακὰ δὲ φρεσὶ βυσσοδόμευον.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ τῶν μὲν ἔπειτα ἀλεύατο πουλὺν ὅμιλον,\nἀλλʼ ἵνα Μέντωρ ἧστο καὶ Ἄντιφος ἠδʼ Ἁλιθέρσης,\nοἵ τε οἱ ἐξ ἀρχῆς πατρώϊοι ἦσαν ἑταῖροι,\nἔνθα καθέζετʼ ἰών· τοὶ δʼ ἐξερέεινον ἕκαστα.\nτοῖσι δὲ Πείραιος δουρικλυτὸς ἐγγύθεν ἦλθεν\nξεῖνον ἄγων ἀγορήνδε διὰ πτόλιν· οὐδʼ ἄρʼ ἔτι δὴν\nΤηλέμαχος ξείνοιο ἑκὰς τράπετʼ, ἀλλὰ παρέστη.\nτὸν καὶ Πείραιος πρότερος πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπε·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, αἶψʼ ὄτρυνον ἐμὸν ποτὶ δῶμα γυναῖκας,\nὥς τοι δῶρʼ ἀποπέμψω, ἅ τοι Μενέλαος ἔδωκε.",
    "en": "Telemachus went through, and out of, the cloisters spear in hand, not alone, for his two fleet dogs went with him. Minerva endowed him with a presence of such divine comeliness that all marvelled at him as he went by, and the suitors gathered round him with fair words in their mouths and malice in their hearts; but he avoided them, and went to sit with Mentor, Antiphus, and Halitherses, old friends of his father’s house, and they made him tell them all that had happened to him. Then Piraeus came up with Theoclymenus, whom he had escorted through the town to the place of assembly, whereon Telemachus at once joined them. Piraeus was first to speak: “Telemachus,” said he, “I wish you would send some of your women to my house to take away the presents Menelaus gave you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.77–95",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nΠείραιʼ, οὐ γάρ τʼ ἴδμεν ὅπως ἔσται τάδε ἔργα.\nεἴ κεν ἐμὲ μνηστῆρες ἀγήνορες ἐν μεγάροισι\nλάθρη κτείναντες πατρώϊα πάντα δάσωνται,\nαὐτὸν ἔχοντά σε βούλομʼ ἐπαυρέμεν, ἤ τινα τῶνδε·\nεἰ δέ κʼ ἐγὼ τούτοισι φόνον καὶ κῆρα φυτεύσω,\nδὴ τότε μοι χαίροντι φέρειν πρὸς δώματα χαίρων.\nὣς εἰπὼν ξεῖνον ταλαπείριον ἦγεν ἐς οἶκον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἵκοντο δόμους εὖ ναιετάοντας,\nχλαίνας μὲν κατέθεντο κατὰ κλισμούς τε θρόνους τε,\nἐς δʼ ἀσαμίνθους βάντες ἐϋξέστας λούσαντο.\nτοὺς δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν δμῳαὶ λοῦσαν καὶ χρῖσαν ἐλαίῳ,\nἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρα χλαίνας οὔλας βάλον ἠδὲ χιτῶνας,\nἔκ ῥʼ ἀσαμίνθων βάντες ἐπὶ κλισμοῖσι καθῖζον.\nχέρνιβα δʼ ἀμφίπολος προχόῳ ἐπέχευε φέρουσα\nκαλῇ χρυσείῃ, ὑπὲρ ἀργυρέοιο λέβητος,\nνίψασθαι· παρὰ δὲ ξεστὴν ἐτάνυσσε τράπεζαν.\nσῖτον δʼ αἰδοίη ταμίη παρέθηκε φέρουσα,\nεἴδατα πόλλʼ ἐπιθεῖσα, χαριζομένη παρεόντων.",
    "en": "“We do not know, Piraeus,” answered Telemachus, “what may happen. If the suitors kill me in my own house and divide my property among them, I would rather you had the presents than that any of those people should get hold of them. If on the other hand I managed to kill them, I shall be much obliged if you will kindly bring me my presents.”\nWith these words he took Theoclymenus to his own house. When they got there they laid their cloaks on the benches and seats, went into the baths, and washed themselves. When the maids had washed and anointed them, and had given them cloaks and shirts, they took their seats at table. A maid servant then brought them water in a beautiful golden ewer, and poured it into a silver basin for them to wash their hands; and she drew a clean table beside them. An upper servant brought them bread and offered them many good things of what there was in the house."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.96–115",
    "orig": "μήτηρ δʼ ἀντίον ἷζε παρὰ σταθμὸν μεγάροιο\nκλισμῷ κεκλιμένη, λέπτʼ ἠλάκατα στρωφῶσα.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον,\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nτοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, ἦ τοι ἐγὼν ὑπερώϊον εἰσαναβᾶσα\nλέξομαι εἰς εὐνήν, ἥ μοι στονόεσσα τέτυκται,\nαἰεὶ δάκρυσʼ ἐμοῖσι πεφυρμένη, ἐξ οὗ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nᾤχεθʼ ἅμʼ Ἀτρεΐδῃσιν ἐς Ἴλιον· οὐδέ μοι ἔτλης,\nπρὶν ἐλθεῖν μνηστῆρας ἀγήνορας ἐς τόδε δῶμα,\nνόστον σοῦ πατρὸς σάφα εἰπέμεν, εἴ που ἄκουσας.\nτὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, μῆτερ, ἀληθείην καταλέξω.\nᾠχόμεθʼ ἔς τε Πύλον καὶ Νέστορα, ποιμένα λαῶν·\nδεξάμενος δέ με κεῖνος ἐν ὑψηλοῖσι δόμοισιν\nἐνδυκέως ἐφίλει, ὡς εἴ τε πατὴρ ἑὸν υἱὸν\nἐλθόντα χρόνιον νέον ἄλλοθεν· ὣς ἐμὲ κεῖνος\nἐνδυκέως ἐκόμιζε σὺν υἱάσι κυδαλίμοισιν.\nαὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονος οὔ ποτʼ ἔφασκεν,\nζωοῦ οὐδὲ θανόντος, ἐπιχθονίων τευ ἀκοῦσαι·",
    "en": "Opposite them sat Penelope, reclining on a couch by one of the bearing-posts of the cloister, and spinning. Then they laid their hands on the good things that were before them, and as soon as they had had enough to eat and drink Penelope said:\n“Telemachus, I shall go upstairs and lie down on that sad couch, which I have not ceased to water with my tears, from the day Ulysses set out for Troy with the sons of Atreus. You failed, however, to make it clear to me before the suitors came back to the house, whether or no you had been able to hear anything about the return of your father.”\n“I will tell you then truth,” replied her son. “We went to Pylos and saw Nestor, who took me to his house and treated me as hospitably as though I were a son of his own who had just returned after a long absence; so also did his sons; but he said he had not heard a word from any human being about Ulysses, whether he was alive or dead."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.116–131",
    "orig": "ἀλλά μʼ ἐς Ἀτρεΐδην, δουρικλειτὸν Μενέλαον,\nἵπποισι προὔπεμψε καὶ ἅρμασι κολλητοῖσιν.\nἔνθʼ ἴδον Ἀργείην Ἑλένην, ἧς εἵνεκα πολλὰ\nἈργεῖοι Τρῶές τε θεῶν ἰότητι μόγησαν.\nεἴρετο δʼ αὐτίκʼ ἔπειτα βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Μενέλαος\nὅττευ χρηΐζων ἱκόμην Λακεδαίμονα δῖαν·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ τῷ πᾶσαν ἀληθείην κατέλεξα·\nκαὶ τότε δή με ἔπεσσιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπεν·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μάλα δὴ κρατερόφρονος ἀνδρὸς ἐν εὐνῇ\nἤθελον εὐνηθῆναι, ἀνάλκιδες αὐτοὶ ἐόντες.\nὡς δʼ ὁπότʼ ἐν ξυλόχῳ ἔλαφος κρατεροῖο λέοντος\nνεβροὺς κοιμήσασα νεηγενέας γαλαθηνοὺς\nκνημοὺς ἐξερέῃσι καὶ ἄγκεα ποιήεντα\nβοσκομένη, ὁ δʼ ἔπειτα ἑὴν εἰσήλυθεν εὐνήν,\nἀμφοτέροισι δὲ τοῖσιν ἀεικέα πότμον ἐφῆκεν,\nὣς Ὀδυσεὺς κείνοισιν ἀεικέα πότμον ἐφήσει.",
    "en": "He sent me, therefore, with a chariot and horses to Menelaus. There I saw Helen, for whose sake so many, both Argives and Trojans, were in heaven’s wisdom doomed to suffer. Menelaus asked me what it was that had brought me to Lacedaemon, and I told him the whole truth, whereon he said, ‘So, then, these cowards would usurp a brave man’s bed? A hind might as well lay her new-born young in the lair of a lion, and then go off to feed in the forest or in some grassy dell. The lion, when he comes back to his lair, will make short work with the pair of them, and so will Ulysses with these suitors."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.132–149",
    "orig": "αἲ γάρ, Ζεῦ τε πάτερ καὶ Ἀθηναίη καὶ Ἄπολλον,\nτοῖος ἐὼν οἷός ποτʼ ἐϋκτιμένῃ ἐνὶ Λέσβῳ\nἐξ ἔριδος Φιλομηλεΐδῃ ἐπάλαισεν ἀναστάς,\nκὰδ δʼ ἔβαλε κρατερῶς, κεχάροντο δὲ πάντες Ἀχαιοί,\nτοῖος ἐὼν μνηστῆρσιν ὁμιλήσειεν Ὀδυσσεύς·\nπάντες κʼ ὠκύμοροί τε γενοίατο πικρόγαμοί τε.\nταῦτα δʼ ἅ μʼ εἰρωτᾷς καὶ λίσσεαι, οὐκ ἂν ἐγώ γε\nἄλλα παρὲξ εἴποιμι παρακλιδὸν οὐδʼ ἀπατήσω,\nἀλλὰ τὰ μέν μοι ἔειπε γέρων ἅλιος νημερτής,\nτῶν οὐδέν τοι ἐγὼ κρύψω ἔπος οὐδʼ ἐπικεύσω.\nφῆ μιν ὅ γʼ ἐν νήσῳ ἰδέειν κρατέρʼ ἄλγεʼ ἔχοντα,\nνύμφης ἐν μεγάροισι Καλυψοῦς, ἥ μιν ἀνάγκῃ\nἴσχει· ὁ δʼ οὐ δύναται ἣν πατρίδα γαῖαν ἱκέσθαι.\nοὐ γάρ οἱ πάρα νῆες ἐπήρετμοι καὶ ἑταῖροι,\nοἵ κέν μιν πέμποιεν ἐπʼ εὐρέα νῶτα θαλάσσης\nὣς ἔφατʼ Ἀτρεΐδης, δουρικλειτὸς Μενέλαος.\nταῦτα τελευτήσας νεόμην· ἔδοσαν δέ μοι οὖρον\nἀθάνατοι, τοί μʼ ὦκα φίλην ἐς πατρίδʼ ἔπεμψαν.",
    "en": "By father Jove, Minerva, and Apollo, if Ulysses is still the man that he was when he wrestled with Philomeleides in Lesbos, and threw him so heavily that all the Greeks cheered him, if he is still such, and were to come near these suitors, they would have a short shrift and a sorry wedding. As regards your question, however, I will not prevaricate nor deceive you, but what the old man of the sea told me, so much will I tell you in full. He said he could see Ulysses on an island sorrowing bitterly in the house of the nymph Calypso, who was keeping him prisoner, and he could not reach his home, for he had no ships nor sailors to take him over the sea.’ This was what Menelaus told me, and when I had heard his story I came away; the gods then gave me a fair wind and soon brought me safe home again.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.150–161",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τῇ δʼ ἄρα θυμὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ὄρινε.\nτοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειπε Θεοκλύμενος θεοειδής·\nὦ γύναι αἰδοίη Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος,\nἦ τοι ὅ γʼ οὐ σάφα οἶδεν, ἐμεῖο δὲ σύνθεο μῦθον·\nἀτρεκέως γάρ σοι μαντεύσομαι οὐδʼ ἐπικεύσω·\nἴστω νῦν Ζεὺς πρῶτα θεῶν, ξενίη τε τράπεζα\nἱστίη τʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἀμύμονος, ἣν ἀφικάνω,\nὡς ἦ τοι Ὀδυσεὺς ἤδη ἐν πατρίδι γαίῃ,\nἥμενος ἢ ἕρπων, τάδε πευθόμενος κακὰ ἔργα,\nἔστιν, ἀτὰρ μνηστῆρσι κακὸν πάντεσσι φυτεύει·\nτοῖον ἐγὼν οἰωνὸν ἐϋσσέλμου ἐπὶ νηὸς\nἥμενος ἐφρασάμην καὶ Τηλεμάχῳ ἐγεγώνευν.",
    "en": "With these words he moved the heart of Penelope. Then Theoclymenus said to her:\n“Madam, wife of Ulysses, Telemachus does not understand these things; listen therefore to me, for I can divine them surely, and will hide nothing from you. May Jove the king of heaven be my witness, and the rites of hospitality, with that hearth of Ulysses to which I now come, that Ulysses himself is even now in Ithaca, and, either going about the country or staying in one place, is enquiring into all these evil deeds and preparing a day of reckoning for the suitors. I saw an omen when I was on the ship which meant this, and I told Telemachus about it.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.162–176",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nαἲ γὰρ τοῦτο, ξεῖνε, ἔπος τετελεσμένον εἴη·\nτῷ κε τάχα γνοίης φιλότητά τε πολλά τε δῶρα\nἐξ ἐμεῦ, ὡς ἄν τίς σε συναντόμενος μακαρίζοι.\nὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nμνηστῆρες δὲ πάροιθεν Ὀδυσσῆος μεγάροιο\nδίσκοισιν τέρποντο καὶ αἰγανέῃσιν ἱέντες,\nἐν τυκτῷ δαπέδῳ, ὅθι περ πάρος ὕβριν ἔχοντες.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ δείπνηστος ἔην καὶ ἐπήλυθε μῆλα\nπάντοθεν ἐξ ἀγρῶν, οἱ δʼ ἤγαγον οἳ τὸ πάρος περ,\nκαὶ τότε δή σφιν ἔειπε Μέδων· ὃς γάρ ῥα μάλιστα\nἥνδανε κηρύκων, καί σφιν παρεγίγνετο δαιτί·\nκοῦροι, ἐπεὶ δὴ πάντες ἐτέρφθητε φρένʼ ἀέθλοις,\nἔρχεσθε πρὸς δώμαθʼ, ἵνʼ ἐντυνώμεθα δαῖτα·\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τι χέρειον ἐν ὥρῃ δεῖπνον ἑλέσθαι.",
    "en": "“May it be even so,” answered Penelope; “if your words come true, you shall have such gifts and such good will from me that all who see you shall congratulate you.”\nThus did they converse. Meanwhile the suitors were throwing discs, or aiming with spears at a mark on the levelled ground in front of the house, and behaving with all their old insolence. But when it was now time for dinner, and the flock of sheep and goats had come into the town from all the country round, with their shepherds as usual, then Medon, who was their favourite servant, and who waited upon them at table, said, “Now then, my young masters, you have had enough sport, so come inside that we may get dinner ready. Dinner is not a bad thing, at dinner time.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.177–196",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἀνστάντες ἔβαν πείθοντό τε μύθῳ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἵκοντο δόμους εὖ ναιετάοντας,\nχλαίνας μὲν κατέθεντο κατὰ κλισμούς τε θρόνους τε,\nοἱ δʼ ἱέρευον ὄϊς μεγάλους καὶ πίονας αἶγας,\nἵρευον δὲ σύας σιάλους καὶ βοῦν ἀγελαίην,\nδαῖτʼ ἐντυνόμενοι. τοὶ δʼ ἐξ ἀγροῖο πόλινδε\nὠτρύνοντʼ Ὀδυσεύς τʼ ἰέναι καὶ δῖος ὑφορβός.\nτοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε συβώτης, ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν·\nξεῖνʼ, ἐπεὶ ἂρ δὴ ἔπειτα πόλινδʼ ἰέναι μενεαίνεις\nσήμερον, ὡς ἐπέτελλεν ἄναξ ἐμός, ἦ σʼ ἂν ἐγώ γε\nαὐτοῦ βουλοίμην σταθμῶν ῥυτῆρα λιπέσθαι·\nἀλλὰ τὸν αἰδέομαι καὶ δείδια, μή μοι ὀπίσσω\nνεικείῃ· χαλεπαὶ δέ τʼ ἀνάκτων εἰσὶν ὁμοκλαί,\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν ἴομεν· δὴ γὰρ μέμβλωκε μάλιστα\nἦμαρ, ἀτὰρ τάχα τοι ποτὶ ἕσπερα ῥίγιον ἔσται.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nγιγνώσκω, φρονέω· τά γε δὴ νοέοντι κελεύεις.\nἀλλʼ ἴομεν, σὺ δʼ ἔπειτα διαμπερὲς ἡγεμόνευε.\nδὸς δέ μοι, εἴ ποθί τοι ῥόπαλον τετμημένον ἐστίν,\nσκηρίπτεσθʼ, ἐπεὶ ἦ φατʼ ἀρισφαλέʼ ἔμμεναι οὐδόν.",
    "en": "They left their sports as he told them, and when they were within the house, they laid their cloaks on the benches and seats inside, and then sacrificed some sheep, goats, pigs, and a heifer, all of them fat and well grown. Thus they made ready for their meal. In the meantime Ulysses and the swineherd were about starting for the town, and the swineherd said, “Stranger, I suppose you still want to go to town to-day, as my master said you were to do; for my own part I should have liked you to stay here as a station hand, but I must do as my master tells me, or he will scold me later on, and a scolding from one’s master is a very serious thing. Let us then be off, for it is now broad day; it will be night again directly and then you will find it colder.”\n“I know, and understand you,” replied Ulysses; “you need say no more. Let us be going, but if you have a stick ready cut, let me have it to walk with, for you say the road is a very rough one.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.197–216",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα καὶ ἀμφʼ ὤμοισιν ἀεικέα βάλλετο πήρην,\nπυκνὰ ῥωγαλέην· ἐν δὲ στρόφος ἦεν ἀορτήρ·\nΕὔμαιος δʼ ἄρα οἱ σκῆπτρον θυμαρὲς ἔδωκε.\nτὼ βήτην, σταθμὸν δὲ κύνες καὶ βώτορες ἄνδρες\nῥύατʼ ὄπισθε μένοντες· ὁ δʼ ἐς πόλιν ἦγεν ἄνακτα\nπτωχῷ λευγαλέῳ ἐναλίγκιον ἠδὲ γέροντι,\nσκηπτόμενον· τὰ δὲ λυγρὰ περὶ χροῒ εἵματα ἕστο.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ στείχοντες ὁδὸν κάτα παιπαλόεσσαν\nἄστεος ἐγγὺς ἔσαν καὶ ἐπὶ κρήνην ἀφίκοντο\nτυκτὴν καλλίροον, ὅθεν ὑδρεύοντο πολῖται,\nτὴν ποίησʼ Ἴθακος καὶ Νήριτος ἠδὲ Πολύκτωρ·\nἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρʼ αἰγείρων ὑδατοτρεφέων ἦν ἄλσος,\nπάντοσε κυκλοτερές, κατὰ δὲ ψυχρὸν ῥέεν ὕδωρ\nὑψόθεν ἐκ πέτρης· βωμὸς δʼ ἐφύπερθε τέτυκτο\nνυμφάων, ὅθι πάντες ἐπιρρέζεσκον ὁδῖται·\nἔνθα σφέας ἐκίχανʼ υἱὸς Δολίοιο Μελανθεὺς\nαἶγας ἄγων, αἳ πᾶσι μετέπρεπον αἰπολίοισι,\nδεῖπνον μνηστήρεσσι· δύω δʼ ἅμʼ ἕποντο νομῆες.\nτοὺς δὲ ἰδὼν νείκεσσεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν,\nἔκπαγλον καὶ ἀεικές· ὄρινε δὲ κῆρ Ὀδυσῆος·",
    "en": "As he spoke he threw his shabby old tattered wallet over his shoulders, by the cord from which it hung, and Eumaeus gave him a stick to his liking. The two then started, leaving the station in charge of the dogs and herdsmen who remained behind; the swineherd led the way and his master followed after, looking like some broken down old tramp as he leaned upon his staff, and his clothes were all in rags. When they had got over the rough steep ground and were nearing the city, they reached the fountain from which the citizens drew their water. This had been made by Ithacus, Neritus, and Polyctor. There was a grove of water-loving poplars planted in a circle all round it, and the clear cold water came down to it from a rock high up, while above the fountain there was an altar to the nymphs, at which all wayfarers used to sacrifice. Here Melanthius son of Dolius overtook them as he was driving down some goats, the best in his flock, for the suitors’ dinner, and there were two shepherds with him. When he saw Eumaeus and Ulysses he reviled them with outrageous and unseemly language, which made Ulysses very angry."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.217–232",
    "orig": "νῦν μὲν δὴ μάλα πάγχυ κακὸς κακὸν ἡγηλάζει,\nὡς αἰεὶ τὸν ὁμοῖον ἄγει θεὸς ὡς τὸν ὁμοῖον.\nπῇ δὴ τόνδε μολοβρὸν ἄγεις, ἀμέγαρτε συβῶτα,\nπτωχὸν ἀνιηρόν δαιτῶν ἀπολυμαντῆρα;\nὃς πολλῇς φλιῇσι παραστὰς θλίψεται ὤμους,\nαἰτίζων ἀκόλους, οὐκ ἄορας οὐδὲ λέβητας·\nτόν κʼ εἴ μοι δοίης σταθμῶν ῥυτῆρα γενέσθαι\nσηκοκόρον τʼ ἔμεναι θαλλόν τʼ ἐρίφοισι φορῆναι,\nκαί κεν ὀρὸν πίνων μεγάλην ἐπιγουνίδα θεῖτο.\nἀλλʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν δὴ ἔργα κάκʼ ἔμμαθεν, οὐκ ἐθελήσει\nἔργον ἐποίχεσθαι, ἀλλὰ πτώσσων κατὰ δῆμον\nβούλεται αἰτίζων βόσκειν ἣν γαστέρʼ ἄναλτον.\nἀλλʼ ἔκ τοι ἐρέω, τὸ δὲ καὶ τετελεσμένον ἔσται·\nαἴ κʼ ἔλθῃ πρὸς δώματʼ Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο,\nπολλά οἱ ἀμφὶ κάρη σφέλα ἀνδρῶν ἐκ παλαμάων\nπλευραὶ ἀποτρίψουσι δόμον κάτα βαλλομένοιο.",
    "en": "“There you go,” cried he, “and a precious pair you are. See how heaven brings birds of the same feather to one another. Where, pray, master swineherd, are you taking this poor miserable object? It would make any one sick to see such a creature at table. A fellow like this never won a prize for anything in his life, but will go about rubbing his shoulders against every man’s door post, and begging, not for swords and cauldrons like a man, but only for a few scraps not worth begging for. If you would give him to me for a hand on my station, he might do to clean out the folds, or bring a bit of sweet feed to the kids, and he could fatten his thighs as much as he pleased on whey; but he has taken to bad ways and will not go about any kind of work; he will do nothing but beg victuals all the town over, to feed his insatiable belly. I say, therefore, and it shall surely be, if he goes near Ulysses’ house he will get his head broken by the stools they will fling at him, till they turn him out.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.233–253",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, καὶ παριὼν λὰξ ἔνθορεν ἀφραδίῃσιν\nἰσχίῳ· οὐδέ μιν ἐκτὸς ἀταρπιτοῦ ἐστυφέλιξεν,\nἀλλʼ ἔμενʼ ἀσφαλέως· ὁ δὲ μερμήριξεν Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἠὲ μεταΐξας ῥοπάλῳ ἐκ θυμὸν ἕλοιτο,\nἦ πρὸς γῆν ἐλάσειε κάρη ἀμφουδὶς ἀείρας.\nἀλλʼ ἐπετόλμησε, φρεσὶ δʼ ἔσχετο· τὸν δὲ συβώτης\nνείκεσʼ ἐσάντα ἰδών, μέγα δʼ εὔξατο χεῖρας ἀνασχών·\nνύμφαι κρηναῖαι, κοῦραι Διός, εἴ ποτʼ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nὔμμʼ ἐπὶ μηρίʼ ἔκηε, καλύψας πίονι δημῷ,\nἀρνῶν ἠδʼ ἐρίφων, τόδε μοι κρηήνατʼ ἐέλδωρ,\nὡς ἔλθοι μὲν κεῖνος ἀνήρ, ἀγάγοι δέ ἑ δαίμων·\nτῷ κέ τοι ἀγλαΐας γε διασκεδάσειεν ἁπάσας,\nτὰς νῦν ὑβρίζων φορέεις, ἀλαλήμενος αἰεὶ\nἄστυ κάτʼ· αὐτὰρ μῆλα κακοὶ φθείρουσι νομῆες.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε Μελάνθιος, αἰπόλος αἰγῶν·\nὢ πόποι, οἷον ἔειπε κύων ὀλοφώϊα εἰδώς,\nτόν ποτʼ ἐγὼν ἐπὶ νηὸς ἐϋσσέλμοιο μελαίνης\nἄξω τῆλʼ Ἰθάκης, ἵνα μοι βίοτον πολὺν ἄλφοι.\nαἲ γὰρ Τηλέμαχον βάλοι ἀργυρότοξος Ἀπόλλων\nσήμερον ἐν μεγάροις, ἢ ὑπὸ μνηστῆρσι δαμείη,\nὡς Ὀδυσῆΐ γε τηλοῦ ἀπώλετο νόστιμον ἦμαρ.",
    "en": "On this, as he passed, he gave Ulysses a kick on the hip out of pure wantonness, but Ulysses stood firm, and did not budge from the path. For a moment he doubted whether or no to fly at Melanthius and kill him with his staff, or fling him to the ground and beat his brains out; he resolved, however, to endure it and keep himself in check, but the swineherd looked straight at Melanthius and rebuked him, lifting up his hands and praying to heaven as he did so.\n“Fountain nymphs,” he cried, “children of Jove, if ever Ulysses burned you thigh bones covered with fat whether of lambs or kids, grant my prayer that heaven may send him home. He would soon put an end to the swaggering threats with which such men as you go about insulting people, gadding all over the town while your flocks are going to ruin through bad shepherding.”\nThen Melanthius the goatherd answered, “You ill conditioned cur, what are you talking about? Some day or other I will put you on board ship and take you to a foreign country, where I can sell you and pocket the money you will fetch. I wish I were as sure that Apollo would strike Telemachus dead this very day, or that the suitors would kill him, as I am that Ulysses will never come home again.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.254–271",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν τοὺς μὲν λίπεν αὐτοῦ ἦκα κιόντας,\nαὐτὰρ ὁ βῆ, μάλα δʼ ὦκα δόμους ἵκανεν ἄνακτος.\nαὐτίκα δʼ εἴσω ἴεν, μετὰ δὲ μνηστῆρσι καθῖζεν,\nἀντίον Εὐρυμάχου· τὸν γὰρ φιλέεσκε μάλιστα.\nτῷ πάρα μὲν κρειῶν μοῖραν θέσαν οἳ πονέοντο,\nσῖτον δʼ αἰδοίη ταμίη παρέθηκε φέρουσα\nἔδμεναι. ἀγχίμολον δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς καὶ δῖος ὑφορβὸς\nστήτην ἐρχομένω, περὶ δέ σφεας ἤλυθʼ ἰωὴ\nφόρμιγγος γλαφυρῆς· ἀνὰ γάρ σφισι βάλλετʼ ἀείδειν\nΦήμιος· αὐτὰρ ὁ χειρὸς ἑλὼν προσέειπε συβώτην·\nΕὔμαιʼ, ἦ μάλα δὴ τάδε δώματα κάλʼ Ὀδυσῆος,\nῥεῖα δʼ ἀρίγνωτʼ ἐστὶ καὶ ἐν πολλοῖσιν ἰδέσθαι.\nἐξ ἑτέρων ἕτερʼ ἐστίν, ἐπήσκηται δέ οἱ αὐλὴ\nτοίχῳ καὶ θριγκοῖσι, θύραι δʼ εὐερκέες εἰσὶ\nδικλίδες· οὐκ ἄν τίς μιν ἀνὴρ ὑπεροπλίσσαιτο.\nγιγνώσκω δʼ ὅτι πολλοὶ ἐν αὐτῷ δαῖτα τίθενται\nἄνδρες, ἐπεὶ κνίση μὲν ἀνήνοθεν, ἐν δέ τε φόρμιγξ\nἠπύει, ἣν ἄρα δαιτὶ θεοὶ ποίησαν ἑταίρην.",
    "en": "With this he left them to come on at their leisure, while he went quickly forward and soon reached the house of his master. When he got there he went in and took his seat among the suitors opposite Eurymachus, who liked him better than any of the others. The servants brought him a portion of meat, and an upper woman servant set bread before him that he might eat. Presently Ulysses and the swineherd came up to the house and stood by it, amid a sound of music, for Phemius was just beginning to sing to the suitors. Then Ulysses took hold of the swineherd’s hand, and said:\n“Eumaeus, this house of Ulysses is a very fine place. No matter how far you go, you will find few like it. One building keeps following on after another. The outer court has a wall with battlements all round it; the doors are double folding, and of good workmanship; it would be a hard matter to take it by force of arms. I perceive, too, that there are many people banqueting within it, for there is a smell of roast meat, and I hear a sound of music, which the gods have made to go along with feasting.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.272–289",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nῥεῖʼ ἔγνως, ἐπεὶ οὐδὲ τά τʼ ἄλλα πέρ ἐσσʼ ἀνοήμων.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε δὴ φραζώμεθʼ ὅπως ἔσται τάδε ἔργα.\nἠὲ σὺ πρῶτος ἔσελθε δόμους εὖ ναιετάοντας,\nδύσεο δὲ μνηστῆρας, ἐγὼ δʼ ὑπολείψομαι αὐτοῦ·\nεἰ δʼ ἐθέλεις, ἐπίμεινον, ἐγὼ δʼ εἶμι προπάροιθε·\nμηδὲ σὺ δηθύνειν, μή τίς σʼ ἔκτοσθε νοήσας\nἢ βάλῃ ἢ ἐλάσῃ· τὰ δέ σε φράζεσθαι ἄνωγα.\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nγιγνώσκω, φρονέω· τά γε δὴ νοέοντι κελεύεις.\nἀλλʼ ἔρχευ προπάροιθεν, ἐγὼ δʼ ὑπολείψομαι αὐτοῦ.\nοὐ γάρ τι πληγέων ἀδαήμων οὐδὲ βολάων·\nτολμήεις μοι θυμός, ἐπεὶ κακὰ πολλὰ πέπονθα\nκύμασι καὶ πολέμῳ· μετὰ καὶ τόδε τοῖσι γενέσθω·\nγαστέρα δʼ οὔ πως ἔστιν ἀποκρύψαι μεμαυῖαν,\nοὐλομένην, ἣ πολλὰ κάκʼ ἀνθρώποισι δίδωσι,\nτῆς ἕνεκεν καὶ νῆες ἐΰζυγοι ὁπλίζονται\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἀτρύγετον, κακὰ δυσμενέεσσι φέρουσαι.",
    "en": "Then Eumaeus said, “You have perceived aright, as indeed you generally do; but let us think what will be our best course. Will you go inside first and join the suitors, leaving me here behind you, or will you wait here and let me go in first? But do not wait long, or some one may see you loitering about outside, and throw something at you. Consider this matter I pray you.”\nAnd Ulysses answered, “I understand and heed. Go in first and leave me here where I am. I am quite used to being beaten and having things thrown at me. I have been so much buffeted about in war and by sea that I am case-hardened, and this too may go with the rest. But a man cannot hide away the cravings of a hungry belly; this is an enemy which gives much trouble to all men; it is because of this that ships are fitted out to sail the seas, and to make war upon other people.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.290–305",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον·\nἂν δὲ κύων κεφαλήν τε καὶ οὔατα κείμενος ἔσχεν,\nἌργος, Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονος, ὅν ῥά ποτʼ αὐτὸς\nθρέψε μέν, οὐδʼ ἀπόνητο, πάρος δʼ εἰς Ἴλιον ἱρὴν\nᾤχετο. τὸν δὲ πάροιθεν ἀγίνεσκον νέοι ἄνδρες\nαἶγας ἐπʼ ἀγροτέρας ἠδὲ πρόκας ἠδὲ λαγωούς·\nδὴ τότε κεῖτʼ ἀπόθεστος ἀποιχομένοιο ἄνακτος,\nἐν πολλῇ κόπρῳ, ἥ οἱ προπάροιθε θυράων\nἡμιόνων τε βοῶν τε ἅλις κέχυτʼ, ὄφρʼ ἂν ἄγοιεν\nδμῶες Ὀδυσσῆος τέμενος μέγα κοπρήσοντες·\nἔνθα κύων κεῖτʼ Ἄργος, ἐνίπλειος κυνοραιστέων.\nδὴ τότε γʼ, ὡς ἐνόησεν Ὀδυσσέα ἐγγὺς ἐόντα,\nοὐρῇ μέν ῥʼ ὅ γʼ ἔσηνε καὶ οὔατα κάββαλεν ἄμφω,\nἆσσον δʼ οὐκέτʼ ἔπειτα δυνήσατο οἷο ἄνακτος\nἐλθέμεν· αὐτὰρ ὁ νόσφιν ἰδὼν ἀπομόρξατο δάκρυ,\nῥεῖα λαθὼν Εὔμαιον, ἄφαρ δʼ ἐρεείνετο μύθῳ·",
    "en": "As they were thus talking, a dog that had been lying asleep raised his head and pricked up his ears. This was Argos, whom Ulysses had bred before setting out for Troy, but he had never had any work out of him. In the old days he used to be taken out by the young men when they went hunting wild goats, or deer, or hares, but now that his master was gone he was lying neglected on the heaps of mule and cow dung that lay in front of the stable doors till the men should come and draw it away to manure the great close; and he was full of fleas. As soon as he saw Ulysses standing there, he dropped his ears and wagged his tail, but he could not get close up to his master. When Ulysses saw the dog on the other side of the yard, he dashed a tear from his eyes without Eumaeus seeing it, and said:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.306–323",
    "orig": "Εὔμαιʼ, ἦ μάλα θαῦμα, κύων ὅδε κεῖτʼ ἐνὶ κόπρῳ.\nκαλὸς μὲν δέμας ἐστίν, ἀτὰρ τόδε γʼ οὐ σάφα οἶδα,\nεἰ δὴ καὶ ταχὺς ἔσκε θέειν ἐπὶ εἴδεϊ τῷδε,\nἦ αὔτως οἷοί τε τραπεζῆες κύνες ἀνδρῶν\nγίγνοντʼ· ἀγλαΐης δʼ ἕνεκεν κομέουσιν ἄνακτες.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nκαὶ λίην ἀνδρός γε κύων ὅδε τῆλε θανόντος.\nεἰ τοιόσδʼ εἴη ἠμὲν δέμας ἠδὲ καὶ ἔργα,\nοἷόν μιν Τροίηνδε κιὼν κατέλειπεν Ὀδυσσεύς,\nαἶψά κε θηήσαιο ἰδὼν ταχυτῆτα καὶ ἀλκήν.\nοὐ μὲν γάρ τι φύγεσκε βαθείης βένθεσιν ὕλης\nκνώδαλον, ὅττι δίοιτο· καὶ ἴχνεσι γὰρ περιῄδη·\nνῦν δʼ ἔχεται κακότητι, ἄναξ δέ οἱ ἄλλοθι πάτρης\nὤλετο, τὸν δὲ γυναῖκες ἀκηδέες οὐ κομέουσι.\nδμῶες δʼ, εὖτʼ ἂν μηκέτʼ ἐπικρατέωσιν ἄνακτες,\nοὐκέτʼ ἔπειτʼ ἐθέλουσιν ἐναίσιμα ἐργάζεσθαι·\nἥμισυ γάρ τʼ ἀρετῆς ἀποαίνυται εὐρύοπα Ζεὺς\nἀνέρος, εὖτʼ ἄν μιν κατὰ δούλιον ἦμαρ ἕλῃσιν.",
    "en": "“Eumaeus, what a noble hound that is over yonder on the manure heap: his build is splendid; is he as fine a fellow as he looks, or is he only one of those dogs that come begging about a table, and are kept merely for show?”\n“This hound,” answered Eumaeus, “belonged to him who has died in a far country. If he were what he was when Ulysses left for Troy, he would soon show you what he could do. There was not a wild beast in the forest that could get away from him when he was once on its tracks. But now he has fallen on evil times, for his master is dead and gone, and the women take no care of him. Servants never do their work when their master’s hand is no longer over them, for Jove takes half the goodness out of a man when he makes a slave of him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.324–335",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν εἰσῆλθε δόμους εὖ ναιετάοντας,\nβῆ δʼ ἰθὺς μεγάροιο μετὰ μνηστῆρας ἀγαυούς.\nἌργον δʼ αὖ κατὰ μοῖρʼ ἔλαβεν μέλανος θανάτοιο,\nαὐτίκʼ ἰδόντʼ Ὀδυσῆα ἐεικοστῷ ἐνιαυτῷ.\nτὸν δὲ πολὺ πρῶτος ἴδε Τηλέμαχος θεοειδὴς\nἐρχόμενον κατὰ δῶμα συβώτην, ὦκα δʼ ἔπειτα\nνεῦσʼ ἐπὶ οἷ καλέσας· ὁ δὲ παπτήνας ἕλε δίφρον\nκείμενον, ἔνθα τε δαιτρὸς ἐφίζεσκε κρέα πολλὰ\nδαιόμενος μνηστῆρσι δόμον κάτα δαινυμένοισι·\nτὸν κατέθηκε φέρων πρὸς Τηλεμάχοιο τράπεζαν\nἀντίον, ἔνθα δʼ ἄρʼ αὐτὸς ἐφέζετο· τῷ δʼ ἄρα κῆρυξ\nμοῖραν ἑλὼν ἐτίθει κανέου τʼ ἐκ σῖτον ἀείρας.",
    "en": "As he spoke he went inside the buildings to the cloister where the suitors were, but Argos died as soon as he had recognised his master.\nTelemachus saw Eumaeus long before any one else did, and beckoned him to come and sit beside him; so he looked about and saw a seat lying near where the carver sat serving out their portions to the suitors; he picked it up, brought it to Telemachus’s table, and sat down opposite him. Then the servant brought him his portion, and gave him bread from the bread-basket."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.336–355",
    "orig": "ἀγχίμολον δὲ μετʼ αὐτὸν ἐδύσετο δώματʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nπτωχῷ λευγαλέῳ ἐναλίγκιος ἠδὲ γέροντι,\nσκηπτόμενος· τὰ δὲ λυγρὰ περὶ χροΐ εἵματα ἕστο.\nἷζε δʼ ἐπὶ μελίνου οὐδοῦ ἔντοσθε θυράων,\nκλινάμενος σταθμῷ κυπαρισσίνῳ, ὅν ποτε τέκτων\nξέσσεν ἐπισταμένως καὶ ἐπὶ στάθμην ἴθυνεν.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἐπὶ οἷ καλέσας προσέειπε συβώτην,\nἄρτον τʼ οὖλον ἑλὼν περικαλλέος ἐκ κανέοιο\nκαὶ κρέας, ὥς οἱ χεῖρες ἐχάνδανον ἀμφιβαλόντι·\nδὸς τῷ ξείνῳ ταῦτα φέρων αὐτόν τε κέλευε\nαἰτίζειν μάλα πάντας ἐποιχόμενον μνηστῆρας·\nαἰδὼς δʼ οὐκ ἀγαθὴ κεχρημένῳ ἀνδρὶ παρεῖναι.\nὣς φάτο, βῆ δὲ συφορβός, ἐπεὶ τὸν μῦθον ἄκουσεν,\nἀγχοῦ δʼ ἱστάμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντʼ ἀγόρευε·\nΤηλέμαχός τοι, ξεῖνε, διδοῖ τάδε, καί σε κελεύει\nαἰτίζειν μάλα πάντας ἐποιχόμενον μνηστῆρας·\nαἰδῶ δʼ οὐκ ἀγαθήν φησʼ ἔμμεναι ἀνδρὶ προΐκτῃ.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nΖεῦ ἄνα, Τηλέμαχόν μοι ἐν ἀνδράσιν ὄλβιον εἶναι,\nκαί οἱ πάντα γένοιθʼ ὅσσα φρεσὶν ᾗσι μενοινᾷ.",
    "en": "Immediately afterwards Ulysses came inside, looking like a poor miserable old beggar, leaning on his staff and with his clothes all in rags. He sat down upon the threshold of ash-wood just inside the doors leading from the outer to the inner court, and against a bearing-post of cypress-wood which the carpenter had skilfully planed, and had made to join truly with rule and line. Telemachus took a whole loaf from the bread-basket, with as much meat as he could hold in his two hands, and said to Eumaeus, “Take this to the stranger, and tell him to go the round of the suitors, and beg from them; a beggar must not be shamefaced.”\nSo Eumaeus went up to him and said, “Stranger, Telemachus sends you this, and says you are to go the round of the suitors begging, for beggars must not be shamefaced.”\nUlysses answered, “May King Jove grant all happiness to Telemachus, and fulfil the desire of his heart.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.356–373",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα καὶ ἀμφοτέρῃσιν ἐδέξατο καὶ κατέθηκεν\nαὖθι ποδῶν προπάροιθεν, ἀεικελίης ἐπὶ πήρης,\nἤσθιε δʼ ἧος ἀοιδὸς ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἄειδεν·\nεὖθʼ ὁ δεδειπνήκειν, ὁ δʼ ἐπαύετο θεῖος ἀοιδός.\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ὁμάδησαν ἀνὰ μέγαρʼ. αὐτὰρ Ἀθήνη,\nἄγχι παρισταμένη Λαερτιάδην Ὀδυσῆα\nὤτρυνʼ, ὡς ἂν πύρνα κατὰ μνηστῆρας ἀγείροι,\nγνοίη θʼ οἵ τινές εἰσιν ἐναίσιμοι οἵ τʼ ἀθέμιστοι·\nἀλλʼ οὐδʼ ὥς τινʼ ἔμελλʼ ἀπαλεξήσειν κακότητος.\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεν αἰτήσων ἐνδέξια φῶτα ἕκαστον,\nπάντοσε χεῖρʼ ὀρέγων, ὡς εἰ πτωχὸς πάλαι εἴη.\nοἱ δʼ ἐλεαίροντες δίδοσαν, καὶ ἐθάμβεον αὐτόν,\nἀλλήλους τʼ εἴροντο τίς εἴη καὶ πόθεν ἔλθοι.\nτοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειπε Μελάνθιος, αἰπόλος αἰγῶν·\nκέκλυτέ μευ, μνηστῆρες ἀγακλειτῆς βασιλείης,\nτοῦδε περὶ ξείνου· ἦ γάρ μιν πρόσθεν ὄπωπα.\nἦ τοι μέν οἱ δεῦρο συβώτης ἡγεμόνευεν,\nαὐτὸν δʼ οὐ σάφα οἶδα, πόθεν γένος εὔχεται εἶναι.",
    "en": "Then with both hands he took what Telemachus had sent him, and laid it on the dirty old wallet at his feet. He went on eating it while the bard was singing, and had just finished his dinner as he left off. The suitors applauded the bard, whereon Minerva went up to Ulysses and prompted him to beg pieces of bread from each one of the suitors, that he might see what kind of people they were, and tell the good from the bad; but come what might she was not going to save a single one of them. Ulysses, therefore, went on his round, going from left to right, and stretched out his hands to beg as though he were a real beggar. Some of them pitied him, and were curious about him, asking one another who he was and where he came from; whereon the goatherd Melanthius said, “Suitors of my noble mistress, I can tell you something about him, for I have seen him before. The swineherd brought him here, but I know nothing about the man himself, nor where he comes from.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.374–391",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, Ἀντίνοος δʼ ἔπεσιν νείκεσσε συβώτην·\nὦ ἀρίγνωτε συβῶτα, τίη δὲ σὺ τόνδε πόλινδε\nἤγαγες; ἦ οὐχ ἅλις ἧμιν ἀλήμονές εἰσι καὶ ἄλλοι,\nπτωχοὶ ἀνιηροί, δαιτῶν ἀπολυμαντῆρες;\nἦ ὄνοσαι ὅτι τοι βίοτον κατέδουσιν ἄνακτος\nἐνθάδʼ ἀγειρόμενοι, σὺ δὲ καὶ προτὶ τόνδʼ ἐκάλεσσας;\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nἈντίνοʼ, οὐ μὲν καλὰ καὶ ἐσθλὸς ἐὼν ἀγορεύεις·\nτίς γὰρ δὴ ξεῖνον καλεῖ ἄλλοθεν αὐτὸς ἐπελθὼν\nἄλλον γʼ, εἰ μὴ τῶν οἳ δημιοεργοὶ ἔασι,\nμάντιν ἢ ἰητῆρα κακῶν ἢ τέκτονα δούρων,\nἢ καὶ θέσπιν ἀοιδόν, ὅ κεν τέρπῃσιν ἀείδων;\nοὗτοι γὰρ κλητοί γε βροτῶν ἐπʼ ἀπείρονα γαῖαν·\nπτωχὸν δʼ οὐκ ἄν τις καλέοι τρύξοντα ἓ αὐτόν.\nἀλλʼ αἰεὶ χαλεπὸς περὶ πάντων εἶς μνηστήρων\nδμωσὶν Ὀδυσσῆος, πέρι δʼ αὖτʼ ἐμοί· αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γε\nοὐκ ἀλέγω, ἧός μοι ἐχέφρων Πηνελόπεια\nζώει ἐνὶ μεγάροις καὶ Τηλέμαχος θεοειδής.",
    "en": "On this Antinous began to abuse the swineherd. “You precious idiot,” he cried, “what have you brought this man to town for? Have we not tramps and beggars enough already to pester us as we sit at meat? Do you think it a small thing that such people gather here to waste your master’s property, and must you needs bring this man as well?”\nAnd Eumaeus answered, “Antinous, your birth is good but your words evil. It was no doing of mine that he came here. Who is likely to invite a stranger from a foreign country, unless it be one of those who can do public service as a seer, a healer of hurts, a carpenter, or a bard who can charm us with his singing? Such men are welcome all the world over, but no one is likely to ask a beggar who will only worry him. You are always harder on Ulysses’ servants than any of the other suitors are, and above all on me, but I do not care so long as Telemachus and Penelope are alive and here.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.392–408",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nσίγα, μή μοι τοῦτον ἀμείβεο πολλὰ ἔπεσσιν·\nἈντίνοος δʼ εἴωθε κακῶς ἐρεθιζέμεν αἰεὶ\nμύθοισιν χαλεποῖσιν, ἐποτρύνει δὲ καὶ ἄλλους.\nἦ ῥα καὶ Ἀντίνοον ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἈντίνοʼ, ἦ μευ καλὰ πατὴρ ὣς κήδεαι υἷος,\nὃς τὸν ξεῖνον ἄνωγας ἀπὸ μεγάροιο διέσθαι\nμύθῳ ἀναγκαίῳ· μὴ τοῦτο θεὸς τελέσειε.\nδός οἱ ἑλών· οὔ τοι φθονέω· κέλομαι γὰρ ἐγώ γε·\nμήτʼ οὖν μητέρʼ ἐμὴν ἅζευ τό γε μήτε τινʼ ἄλλον\nδμώων, οἳ κατὰ δώματʼ Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο.\nἀλλʼ οὔ τοι τοιοῦτον ἐνὶ στήθεσσι νόημα·\nαὐτὸς γὰρ φαγέμεν πολὺ βούλεαι ἢ δόμεν ἄλλῳ.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀντίνοος ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέειπε·\nΤηλέμαχʼ ὑψαγόρη, μένος ἄσχετε, ποῖον ἔειπες.\nεἴ οἱ τόσσον ἅπαντες ὀρέξειαν μνηστῆρες,\nκαί κέν μιν τρεῖς μῆνας ἀπόπροθεν οἶκος ἐρύκοι.",
    "en": "But Telemachus said, “Hush, do not answer him; Antinous has the bitterest tongue of all the suitors, and he makes the others worse.”\nThen turning to Antinous he said, “Antinous, you take as much care of my interests as though I were your son. Why should you want to see this stranger turned out of the house? Heaven forbid; take something and give it him yourself; I do not grudge it; I bid you take it. Never mind my mother, nor any of the other servants in the house; but I know you will not do what I say, for you are more fond of eating things yourself than of giving them to other people.”\n“What do you mean, Telemachus,” replied Antinous, “by this swaggering talk? If all the suitors were to give him as much as I will, he would not come here again for another three months.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.409–430",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, καὶ θρῆνυν ἑλὼν ὑπέφηνε τραπέζης\nκείμενον, ᾧ ῥʼ ἔπεχεν λιπαροὺς πόδας εἰλαπινάζων·\nοἱ δʼ ἄλλοι πάντες δίδοσαν, πλῆσαν δʼ ἄρα πήρην\nσίτου καὶ κρειῶν· τάχα δὴ καὶ ἔμελλεν Ὀδυσσεὺς\nαὖτις ἐπʼ οὐδὸν ἰὼν προικὸς γεύσεσθαι Ἀχαιῶν·\nστῆ δὲ παρʼ Ἀντίνοον, καί μιν πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπε·\nδός, φίλος· οὐ μέν μοι δοκέεις ὁ κάκιστος Ἀχαιῶν\nἔμμεναι, ἀλλʼ ὤριστος, ἐπεὶ βασιλῆϊ ἔοικας.\nτῷ σε χρὴ δόμεναι καὶ λώϊον ἠέ περ ἄλλοι\nσίτου· ἐγὼ δέ κέ σε κλείω κατʼ ἀπείρονα γαῖαν.\nκαὶ γὰρ ἐγώ ποτε οἶκον ἐν ἀνθρώποισιν ἔναιον\nὄλβιος ἀφνειὸν καὶ πολλάκι δόσκον ἀλήτῃ,\nτοίῳ ὁποῖος ἔοι καὶ ὅτευ κεχρημένος ἔλθοι·\nἦσαν δὲ δμῶες μάλα μυρίοι ἄλλα τε πολλὰ\nοἷσίν τʼ εὖ ζώουσι καὶ ἀφνειοὶ καλέονται.\nἀλλὰ Ζεὺς ἀλάπαξε Κρονίων, ἤθελε γάρ που,\nὅς μʼ ἅμα ληϊστῆρσι πολυπλάγκτοισιν ἀνῆκεν\nΑἴγυπτόνδʼ ἰέναι, δολιχὴν ὁδόν, ὄφρʼ ἀπολοίμην.\nστῆσα δʼ ἐν Αἰγύπτῳ ποταμῷ νέας ἀμφιελίσσας.\nἔνθʼ ἦ τοι μὲν ἐγὼ κελόμην ἐρίηρας ἑταίρους\nαὐτοῦ πὰρ νήεσσι μένειν καὶ νῆας ἔρυσθαι,\nὀπτῆρας δὲ κατὰ σκοπιὰς ὤτρυνα νέεσθαι.",
    "en": "As he spoke he drew the stool on which he rested his dainty feet from under the table, and made as though he would throw it at Ulysses, but the other suitors all gave him something, and filled his wallet with bread and meat; he was about, therefore, to go back to the threshold and eat what the suitors had given him, but he first went up to Antinous and said:\n“Sir, give me something; you are not, surely, the poorest man here; you seem to be a chief, foremost among them all; therefore you should be the better giver, and I will tell far and wide of your bounty. I too was a rich man once, and had a fine house of my own; in those days I gave to many a tramp such as I now am, no matter who he might be nor what he wanted. I had any number of servants, and all the other things which people have who live well and are accounted wealthy, but it pleased Jove to take all away from me. He sent me with a band of roving robbers to Egypt; it was a long voyage and I was undone by it. I stationed my ships in the river Aegyptus, and bade my men stay by them and keep guard over them, while I sent out scouts to reconnoitre from every point of vantage."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.431–444",
    "orig": "οἱ δʼ ὕβρει εἴξαντες, ἐπισπόμενοι μένεϊ σφῷ,\nαἶψα μάλʼ Αἰγυπτίων ἀνδρῶν περικαλλέας ἀγροὺς\nπόρθεον, ἐκ δὲ γυναῖκας ἄγον καὶ νήπια τέκνα,\nαὐτούς τʼ ἔκτεινον· τάχα δʼ ἐς πόλιν ἵκετʼ ἀϋτή.\nοἱ δὲ βοῆς ἀΐοντες ἅμʼ ἠοῖ φαινομένηφιν\nἦλθον· πλῆτο δὲ πᾶν πεδίον πεζῶν τε καὶ ἵππων\nχαλκοῦ τε στεροπῆς· ἐν δὲ Ζεὺς τερπικέραυνος\nφύζαν ἐμοῖς ἑτάροισι κακὴν βάλεν, οὐδέ τις ἔτλη\nστῆναι ἐναντίβιον· περὶ γὰρ κακὰ πάντοθεν ἔστη.\nἔνθʼ ἡμέων πολλοὺς μὲν ἀπέκτανον ὀξέϊ χαλκῷ,\nτοὺς δʼ ἄναγον ζωούς, σφίσιν ἐργάζεσθαι ἀνάγκῃ.\nαὐτὰρ ἔμʼ ἐς Κύπρον ξείνῳ δόσαν ἀντιάσαντι,\nΔμήτορι Ἰασίδῃ, ὃς Κύπρου ἶφι ἄνασσεν·\nἔνθεν δὴ νῦν δεῦρο τόδʼ ἵκω πήματα πάσχων.",
    "en": "“But the men disobeyed my orders, took to their own devices, and ravaged the land of the Egyptians, killing the men, and taking their wives and children captives. The alarm was soon carried to the city, and when they heard the war-cry, the people came out at daybreak till the plain was filled with soldiers horse and foot, and with the gleam of armour. Then Jove spread panic among my men, and they would no longer face the enemy, for they found themselves surrounded. The Egyptians killed many of us, and took the rest alive to do forced labour for them; as for myself, they gave me to a friend who met them, to take to Cyprus, Dmetor by name, son of Iasus, who was a great man in Cyprus. Thence I am come hither in a state of great misery.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.445–457",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀντίνοος ἀπαμείβετο φώνησέν τε·\nτίς δαίμων τόδε πῆμα προσήγαγε, δαιτὸς ἀνίην;\nστῆθʼ οὕτως ἐς μέσσον, ἐμῆς ἀπάνευθε τραπέζης,\nμὴ τάχα πικρὴν Αἴγυπτον καὶ Κύπρον ἵκηαι·\nὥς τις θαρσαλέος καὶ ἀναιδής ἐσσι προΐκτης.\nἑξείης πάντεσσι παρίστασαι· οἱ δὲ διδοῦσι\nμαψιδίως, ἐπεὶ οὔ τις ἐπίσχεσις οὐδʼ ἐλεητὺς\nἀλλοτρίων χαρίσασθαι, ἐπεὶ πάρα πολλὰ ἑκάστῳ.\nτὸν δʼ ἀναχωρήσας προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὢ πόποι, οὐκ ἄρα σοί γʼ ἐπὶ εἴδεϊ καὶ φρένες ἦσαν·\nοὐ σύ γʼ ἂν ἐξ οἴκου σῷ ἐπιστάτῃ οὐδʼ ἅλα δοίης,\nὃς νῦν ἀλλοτρίοισι παρήμενος οὔ τί μοι ἔτλης\nσίτου ἀποπροελὼν δόμεναι· τὰ δὲ πολλὰ πάρεστιν.",
    "en": "Then Antinous said, “What god can have sent such a pestilence to plague us during our dinner? Get out, into the open part of the court, or I will give you Egypt and Cyprus over again for your insolence and importunity; you have begged of all the others, and they have given you lavishly, for they have abundance round them, and it is easy to be free with other people’s property when there is plenty of it.”\nOn this Ulysses began to move off, and said, “Your looks, my fine sir, are better than your breeding; if you were in your own house you would not spare a poor man so much as a pinch of salt, for though you are in another man’s, and surrounded with abundance, you cannot find it in you to give him even a piece of bread.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.458–476",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, Ἀντίνοος δʼ ἐχολώσατο κηρόθι μᾶλλον,\nκαί μιν ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nνῦν δή σʼ οὐκέτι καλὰ διὲκ μεγάροιό γʼ ὀΐω\nἂψ ἀναχωρήσειν, ὅτε δὴ καὶ ὀνείδεα βάζεις.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, καὶ θρῆνυν ἑλὼν βάλε δεξιὸν ὦμον,\nπρυμνότατον κατὰ νῶτον· ὁ δʼ ἐστάθη ἠΰτε πέτρη\nἔμπεδον, οὐδʼ ἄρα μιν σφῆλεν βέλος Ἀντινόοιο,\nἀλλʼ ἀκέων κίνησε κάρη, κακὰ βυσσοδομεύων.\nἂψ δʼ ὅ γʼ ἐπʼ οὐδὸν ἰὼν κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετο, κὰδ δʼ ἄρα πήρην\nθῆκεν ἐϋπλείην, μετὰ δὲ μνηστῆρσιν ἔειπε·\nκέκλυτέ μευ, μνηστῆρες ἀγακλειτῆς βασιλείης,\nὄφρʼ εἴπω τά με θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι κελεύει.\nοὐ μὰν οὔτʼ ἄχος ἐστὶ μετὰ φρεσὶν οὔτε τι πένθος,\nὁππότʼ ἀνὴρ περὶ οἷσι μαχειόμενος κτεάτεσσι\nβλήεται, ἢ περὶ βουσὶν ἢ ἀργεννῇς ὀΐεσσιν·\nαὐτὰρ ἔμʼ Ἀντίνοος βάλε γαστέρος εἵνεκα λυγρῆς,\nοὐλομένης, ἣ πολλὰ κάκʼ ἀνθρώποισι δίδωσιν.\nἀλλʼ εἴ που πτωχῶν γε θεοὶ καὶ Ἐρινύες εἰσίν,\nἈντίνοον πρὸ γάμοιο τέλος θανάτοιο κιχείη.",
    "en": "This made Antinous very angry, and he scowled at him saying, “You shall pay for this before you get clear of the court.” With these words he threw a footstool at him, and hit him on the right shoulder blade near the top of his back. Ulysses stood firm as a rock and the blow did not even stagger him, but he shook his head in silence as he brooded on his revenge. Then he went back to the threshold and sat down there, laying his well filled wallet at his feet.\n“Listen to me,” he cried, “you suitors of Queen Penelope, that I may speak even as I am minded. A man knows neither ache nor pain if he gets hit while fighting for his money, or for his sheep or his cattle; and even so Antinous has hit me while in the service of my miserable belly, which is always getting people into trouble. Still, if the poor have gods and avenging deities at all, I pray them that Antinous may come to a bad end before his marriage.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.477–491",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀντίνοος προσέφη, Εὐπείθεος υἱός·\nἔσθιʼ ἕκηλος, ξεῖνε, καθήμενος, ἢ ἄπιθʼ ἄλλῃ,\nμή σε νέοι διὰ δώματʼ ἐρύσσωσʼ, οἷʼ ἀγορεύεις,\nἢ ποδὸς ἢ καὶ χειρός, ἀποδρύψωσι δὲ πάντα.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ὑπερφιάλως νεμέσησαν·\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκε νέων ὑπερηνορεόντων·\nἈντίνοʼ, οὐ μὲν κάλʼ ἔβαλες δύστηνον ἀλήτην,\nοὐλόμενʼ, εἰ δή πού τις ἐπουράνιος θεός ἐστιν.\nκαί τε θεοὶ ξείνοισιν ἐοικότες ἀλλοδαποῖσι,\nπαντοῖοι τελέθοντες, ἐπιστρωφῶσι πόληας,\nἀνθρώπων ὕβριν τε καὶ εὐνομίην ἐφορῶντες.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἔφαν μνηστῆρες, ὁ δʼ οὐκ ἐμπάζετο μύθων.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἐν μὲν κραδίῃ μέγα πένθος ἄεξε\nβλημένου, οὐδʼ ἄρα δάκρυ χαμαὶ βάλεν ἐκ βλεφάροιϊν,\nἀλλʼ ἀκέων κίνησε κάρη, κακὰ βυσσοδομεύων.",
    "en": "“Sit where you are, and eat your victuals in silence, or be off elsewhere,” shouted Antinous. “If you say more I will have you dragged hand and foot through the courts, and the servants shall flay you alive.”\nThe other suitors were much displeased at this, and one of the young men said, “Antinous, you did ill in striking that poor wretch of a tramp: it will be worse for you if he should turn out to be some god, and we know the gods go about disguised in all sorts of ways as people from foreign countries, and travel about the world to see who do amiss and who righteously.”\nThus said the suitors, but Antinous paid them no heed. Meanwhile Telemachus was furious about the blow that had been given to his father, and though no tear fell from him, he shook his head in silence and brooded on his revenge."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.492–511",
    "orig": "τοῦ δʼ ὡς οὖν ἤκουσε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια\nβλημένου ἐν μεγάρῳ, μετʼ ἄρα δμῳῇσιν ἔειπεν·\nαἴθʼ οὕτως αὐτόν σε βάλοι κλυτότοξος Ἀπόλλων.\nτὴν δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρυνόμη ταμίη πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπεν·\nεἰ γὰρ ἐπʼ ἀρῇσιν τέλος ἡμετέρῃσι γένοιτο·\nοὐκ ἄν τις τούτων γε ἐΰθρονον Ἠῶ ἵκοιτο.\nτὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nμαῖʼ, ἐχθροὶ μὲν πάντες, ἐπεὶ κακὰ μηχανόωνται·\nἈντίνοος δὲ μάλιστα μελαίνῃ κηρὶ ἔοικε.\nξεῖνός τις δύστηνος ἀλητεύει κατὰ δῶμα\nἀνέρας αἰτίζων· ἀχρημοσύνη γὰρ ἀνώγει·\nἔνθʼ ἄλλοι μὲν πάντες ἐνέπλησάν τʼ ἔδοσάν τε,\nοὗτος δὲ θρήνυι πρυμνὸν βάλε δεξιὸν ὦμον.\nἡ μὲν ἄρʼ ὣς ἀγόρευε μετὰ δμῳῇσι γυναιξίν,\nἡμένη ἐν θαλάμῳ· ὁ δʼ ἐδείπνεε δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἡ δʼ ἐπὶ οἷ καλέσασα προσηύδα δῖον ὑφορβόν·\nἔρχεο, δῖʼ Εὔμαιε, κιὼν τὸν ξεῖνον ἄνωχθι\nἐλθέμεν, ὄφρα τί μιν προσπτύξομαι ἠδʼ ἐρέωμαι\nεἴ που Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονος ἠὲ πέπυσται\nἢ ἴδεν ὀφθαλμοῖσι· πολυπλάγκτῳ γὰρ ἔοικε.",
    "en": "Now when Penelope heard that the beggar had been struck in the banqueting-cloister, she said before her maids, “Would that Apollo would so strike you, Antinous,” and her waiting woman Eurynome answered, “If our prayers were answered not one of the suitors would ever again see the sun rise.” Then Penelope said, “Nurse, I hate every single one of them, for they mean nothing but mischief, but I hate Antinous like the darkness of death itself. A poor unfortunate tramp has come begging about the house for sheer want. Every one else has given him something to put in his wallet, but Antinous has hit him on the right shoulder-blade with a footstool.”\nThus did she talk with her maids as she sat in her own room, and in the meantime Ulysses was getting his dinner. Then she called for the swineherd and said, “Eumaeus, go and tell the stranger to come here, I want to see him and ask him some questions. He seems to have travelled much, and he may have seen or heard something of my unhappy husband.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.512–527",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα\nεἰ γάρ τοι, βασίλεια, σιωπήσειαν Ἀχαιοί·\nοἷʼ ὅ γε μυθεῖται, θέλγοιτό κέ τοι φίλον ἦτορ.\nτρεῖς γὰρ δή μιν νύκτας ἔχον, τρία δʼ ἤματʼ ἔρυξα\nἐν κλισίῃ· πρῶτον γὰρ ἔμʼ ἵκετο νηὸς ἀποδράς·\nἀλλʼ οὔ πω κακότητα διήνυσεν ἣν ἀγορεύων.\nὡς δʼ ὅτʼ ἀοιδὸν ἀνὴρ ποτιδέρκεται, ὅς τε θεῶν ἒξ\nἀείδει δεδαὼς ἔπεʼ ἱμερόεντα βροτοῖσι,\nτοῦ δʼ ἄμοτον μεμάασιν ἀκουέμεν, ὁππότʼ ἀείδῃ·\nὣς ἐμὲ κεῖνος ἔθελγε παρήμενος ἐν μεγάροισι.\nφησὶ δʼ Ὀδυσσῆος ξεῖνος πατρώϊος εἶναι,\nΚρήτῃ ναιετάων, ὅθι Μίνωος γένος ἐστίν.\nἔνθεν δὴ νῦν δεῦρο τόδʼ ἵκετο πήματα πάσχων,\nπροπροκυλινδόμενος· στεῦται δʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἀκοῦσαι,\nἀγχοῦ, Θεσπρωτῶν ἀνδρῶν ἐν πίονι δήμῳ,\nζωοῦ· πολλὰ δʼ ἄγει κειμήλια ὅνδε δόμονδε.",
    "en": "To this you answered, O swineherd Eumaeus, “If these Achaeans, Madam, would only keep quiet, you would be charmed with the history of his adventures. I had him three days and three nights with me in my hut, which was the first place he reached after running away from his ship, and he has not yet completed the story of his misfortunes. If he had been the most heaven-taught minstrel in the whole world, on whose lips all hearers hang entranced, I could not have been more charmed as I sat in my hut and listened to him. He says there is an old friendship between his house and that of Ulysses, and that he comes from Crete where the descendants of Minos live, after having been driven hither and thither by every kind of misfortune; he also declares that he has heard of Ulysses as being alive and near at hand among the Thesprotians, and that he is bringing great wealth home with him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.528–540",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nἔρχεο, δεῦρο κάλεσσον, ἵνʼ ἀντίον αὐτὸς ἐνίσπῃ.\nοὗτοι δʼ ἠὲ θύρῃσι καθήμενοι ἑψιαάσθων.\nἢ αὐτοῦ κατὰ δώματʼ, ἐπεί σφισι θυμὸς ἐΰφρων.\nαὐτῶν μὲν γὰρ κτήματʼ ἀκήρατα κεῖτʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nσῖτος καὶ μέθυ ἡδύ· τὰ μὲν οἰκῆες ἔδουσιν,\nοἱ δʼ εἰς ἡμέτερον πωλεύμενοι ἤματα πάντα,\nβοῦς ἱερεύοντες καὶ ὄϊς καὶ πίονας αἶγας,\nεἰλαπινάζουσιν πίνουσί τε αἴθοπα οἶνον,\nμαψιδίως· τὰ δὲ πολλὰ κατάνεται. οὐ γὰρ ἔπʼ ἀνήρ,\nοἷος Ὀδυσσεὺς ἔσκεν, ἀρὴν ἀπὸ οἴκου ἀμῦναι.\nεἰ δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς ἔλθοι καὶ ἵκοιτʼ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nαἶψά κε σὺν ᾧ παιδὶ βίας ἀποτίσεται ἀνδρῶν.",
    "en": "“Call him here, then,” said Penelope, “that I too may hear his story. As for the suitors, let them take their pleasure indoors or out as they will, for they have nothing to fret about. Their corn and wine remain unwasted in their houses with none but servants to consume them, while they keep hanging about our house day after day sacrificing our oxen, sheep, and fat goats for their banquets, and never giving so much as a thought to the quantity of wine they drink. No estate can stand such recklessness, for we have now no Ulysses to protect us. If he were to come again, he and his son would soon have their revenge.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.541–559",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, Τηλέμαχος δὲ μέγʼ ἔπταρεν, ἀμφὶ δὲ δῶμα\nσμερδαλέον κονάβησε· γέλασσε δὲ Πηνελόπεια,\nαἶψα δʼ ἄρʼ Εὔμαιον ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἔρχεό μοι, τὸν ξεῖνον ἐναντίον ὧδε κάλεσσον.\nοὐχ ὁράᾳς ὅ μοι υἱὸς ἐπέπταρε πᾶσιν ἔπεσσι;\nτῷ κε καὶ οὐκ ἀτελὴς θάνατος μνηστῆρσι γένοιτο\nπᾶσι μάλʼ, οὐδέ κέ τις θάνατον καὶ κῆρας ἀλύξει.\nἄλλο δέ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ βάλλεο σῇσιν·\nαἴ κʼ αὐτὸν γνώω νημερτέα πάντʼ ἐνέποντα,\nἕσσω μιν χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε, εἵματα καλά.\nὣς φάτο, βῆ δὲ συφορβός, ἐπεὶ τὸν μῦθον ἄκουσεν·\nἀγχοῦ δʼ ἱστάμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nξεῖνε πάτερ, καλέει σε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια,\nμήτηρ Τηλεμάχοιο· μεταλλῆσαί τί ἑ θυμὸς\nἀμφὶ πόσει κέλεται, καὶ κήδεά περ πεπαθυίῃ.\nεἰ δέ κέ σε γνώῃ νημερτέα πάντʼ ἐνέποντα,\nἕσσει σε χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε, τῶν σὺ μάλιστα\nχρηΐζεις· σῖτον δὲ καὶ αἰτίζων κατὰ δῆμον\nγαστέρα βοσκήσεις· δώσει δέ τοι ὅς κʼ ἐθέλῃσι.",
    "en": "As she spoke Telemachus sneezed so loudly that the whole house resounded with it. Penelope laughed when she heard this, and said to Eumaeus, “Go and call the stranger; did you not hear how my son sneezed just as I was speaking? This can only mean that all the suitors are going to be killed, and that not one of them shall escape. Furthermore I say, and lay my saying to your heart: if I am satisfied that the stranger is speaking the truth I shall give him a shirt and cloak of good wear.”\nWhen Eumaeus heard this he went straight to Ulysses and said, “Father stranger, my mistress Penelope, mother of Telemachus, has sent for you; she is in great grief, but she wishes to hear anything you can tell her about her husband, and if she is satisfied that you are speaking the truth, she will give you a shirt and cloak, which are the very things that you are most in want of. As for bread, you can get enough of that to fill your belly, by begging about the town, and letting those give that will.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.560–573",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nΕὔμαιʼ, αἶψά κʼ ἐγὼ νημερτέα πάντʼ ἐνέποιμι\nκούρῃ Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρονι Πηνελοπείῃ·\nοἶδα γὰρ εὖ περὶ κείνου, ὁμὴν δʼ ἀνεδέγμεθʼ ὀϊζύν.\nἀλλὰ μνηστήρων χαλεπῶν ὑποδείδιʼ ὅμιλον,\nτῶν ὕβρις τε βίη τε σιδήρεον οὐρανὸν ἵκει.\nκαὶ γὰρ νῦν, ὅτε μʼ οὗτος ἀνὴρ κατὰ δῶμα κιόντα\nοὔ τι κακὸν ῥέξαντα βαλὼν ὀδύνῃσιν ἔδωκεν,\nοὔτε τι Τηλέμαχος τό γʼ ἐπήρκεσεν οὔτε τις ἄλλος.\nτῷ νῦν Πηνελόπειαν ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἄνωχθι\nμεῖναι, ἐπειγομένην περ, ἐς ἠέλιον καταδύντα·\nκαὶ τότε μʼ εἰρέσθω πόσιος πέρι νόστιμον ἦμαρ,\nἀσσοτέρω καθίσασα παραὶ πυρί· εἵματα γάρ τοι\nλύγρʼ ἔχω· οἶσθα καὶ αὐτός, ἐπεί σε πρῶθʼ ἱκέτευσα.",
    "en": "“I will tell Penelope,” answered Ulysses, “nothing but what is strictly true. I know all about her husband, and have been partner with him in affliction, but I am afraid of passing through this crowd of cruel suitors, for their pride and insolence reach heaven. Just now, moreover, as I was going about the house without doing any harm, a man gave me a blow that hurt me very much, but neither Telemachus nor any one else defended me. Tell Penelope, therefore, to be patient and wait till sundown. Let her give me a seat close up to the fire, for my clothes are worn very thin, you know they are, for you have seen them ever since I first asked you to help me, she can then ask me about the return of her husband.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.574–588",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, βῆ δὲ συφορβός, ἐπεὶ τὸν μῦθον ἄκουσε.\nτὸν δʼ ὑπὲρ οὐδοῦ βάντα προσηύδα Πηνελόπεια·\nοὐ σύ γʼ ἄγεις, Εὔμαιε· τί τοῦτʼ ἐνόησεν ἀλήτης;\nἦ τινά που δείσας ἐξαίσιον ἦε καὶ ἄλλως\nαἰδεῖται κατὰ δῶμα; κακὸς δʼ αἰδοῖος ἀλήτης.\nτὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nμυθεῖται κατὰ μοῖραν, ἅ πέρ κʼ οἴοιτο καὶ ἄλλος,\nὕβριν ἀλυσκάζων ἀνδρῶν ὑπερηνορεόντων.\nἀλλά σε μεῖναι ἄνωγεν ἐς ἠέλιον καταδύντα.\nκαὶ δὲ σοὶ ὧδʼ αὐτῇ πολὺ κάλλιον, ὦ βασίλεια,\nοἴην πρὸς ξεῖνον φάσθαι ἔπος ἠδʼ ἐπακοῦσαι.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nοὐκ ἄφρων ὁ ξεῖνος· ὀΐεται, ὥς περ ἂν εἴη·\nοὐ γάρ πού τινες ὧδε καταθνητῶν ἀνθρώπων\nἀνέρες ὑβρίζοντες ἀτάσθαλα μηχανόωνται.",
    "en": "The swineherd went back when he heard this, and Penelope said as she saw him cross the threshold, “Why do you not bring him here, Eumaeus? Is he afraid that some one will ill-treat him, or is he shy of coming inside the house at all? Beggars should not be shamefaced.”\nTo this you answered, O swineherd Eumaeus, “The stranger is quite reasonable. He is avoiding the suitors, and is only doing what any one else would do. He asks you to wait till sundown, and it will be much better, madam, that you should have him all to yourself, when you can hear him and talk to him as you will.”\n“The man is no fool,” answered Penelope, “it would very likely be as he says, for there are no such abominable people in the whole world as these men are.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 17.589–606",
    "orig": "ἡ μὲν ἄρʼ ὣς ἀγόρευεν, ὁ δʼ ᾤχετο δῖος ὑφορβὸς\nμνηστήρων ἐς ὅμιλον, ἐπεὶ διεπέφραδε πάντα.\nαἶψα δὲ Τηλέμαχον ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα,\nἄγχι σχὼν κεφαλήν, ἵνα μὴ πευθοίαθʼ οἱ ἄλλοι·\nὦ φίλʼ, ἐγὼ μὲν ἄπειμι, σύας καὶ κεῖνα φυλάξων,\nσὸν καὶ ἐμὸν βίοτον· σοὶ δʼ ἐνθάδε πάντα μελόντων.\nαὐτὸν μέν σε πρῶτα σάω, καὶ φράζεο θυμῷ\nμή τι πάθῃς· πολλοὶ δὲ κακὰ φρονέουσιν Ἀχαιῶν,\nτοὺς Ζεὺς ἐξολέσειε πρὶν ἡμῖν πῆμα γενέσθαι.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nἔσσεται οὕτως, ἄττα· σὺ δʼ ἔρχεο δειελιήσας·\nἠῶθεν δʼ ἰέναι καὶ ἄγειν ἱερήϊα καλά·\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ τάδε πάντα καὶ ἀθανάτοισι μελήσει.\nὣς φάθʼ, ὁ δʼ αὖτις ἄρʼ ἕζετʼ ἐϋξέστου ἐπὶ δίφρου,\nπλησάμενος δʼ ἄρα θυμὸν ἐδητύος ἠδὲ ποτῆτος\nβῆ ῥʼ ἴμεναι μεθʼ ὕας, λίπε δʼ ἕρκεά τε μέγαρόν τε,\nπλεῖον δαιτυμόνων· οἱ δʼ ὀρχηστυῖ καὶ ἀοιδῇ\nτέρποντʼ· ἤδη γὰρ καὶ ἐπήλυθε δείελον ἦμαρ.",
    "en": "When she had done speaking Eumaeus went back to the suitors, for he had explained everything. Then he went up to Telemachus and said in his ear so that none could overhear him, “My dear sir, I will now go back to the pigs, to see after your property and my own business. You will look to what is going on here, but above all be careful to keep out of danger, for there are many who bear you ill will. May Jove bring them to a bad end before they do us a mischief.”\n“Very well,” replied Telemachus, “go home when you have had your dinner, and in the morning come here with the victims we are to sacrifice for the day. Leave the rest to heaven and me.”\nOn this Eumaeus took his seat again, and when he had finished his dinner he left the courts and the cloister with the men at table, and went back to his pigs. As for the suitors, they presently began to amuse themselves with singing and dancing, for it was now getting on towards evening."
   }
  ],
  "18": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.1–13",
    "orig": "ἦλθε δʼ ἐπὶ πτωχὸς πανδήμιος, ὃς κατὰ ἄστυ\nπτωχεύεσκʼ Ἰθάκης, μετὰ δʼ ἔπρεπε γαστέρι μάργῃ\nἀζηχὲς φαγέμεν καὶ πιέμεν· οὐδέ οἱ ἦν ἲς\nοὐδὲ βίη, εἶδος δὲ μάλα μέγας ἦν ὁράασθαι.\nἈρναῖος δʼ ὄνομʼ ἔσκε· τὸ γὰρ θέτο πότνια μήτηρ\nἐκ γενετῆς· Ἶρον δὲ νέοι κίκλησκον ἅπαντες,\nοὕνεκʼ ἀπαγγέλλεσκε κιών, ὅτε πού τις ἀνώγοι·\nὅς ῥʼ ἐλθὼν Ὀδυσῆα διώκετο οἷο δόμοιο,\nκαί μιν νεικείων ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nεἶκε, γέρον, προθύρου, μὴ δὴ τάχα καὶ ποδὸς ἕλκῃ.\nοὐκ ἀΐεις ὅτι δή μοι ἐπιλλίζουσιν ἅπαντες,\nἑλκέμεναι δὲ κέλονται; ἐγὼ δʼ αἰσχύνομαι ἔμπης.\nἀλλʼ ἄνα, μὴ τάχα νῶϊν ἔρις καὶ χερσὶ γένηται.",
    "en": "Now there came a certain common tramp who used to go begging all over the city of Ithaca, and was notorious as an incorrigible glutton and drunkard. This man had no strength nor stay in him, but he was a great hulking fellow to look at; his real name, the one his mother gave him, was Arnaeus, but the young men of the place called him Irus, because he used to run errands for any one who would send him. As soon as he came he began to insult Ulysses, and to try and drive him out of his own house.\n“Be off, old man,” he cried, “from the doorway, or you shall be dragged out neck and heels. Do you not see that they are all giving me the wink, and wanting me to turn you out by force, only I do not like to do so? Get up then, and go of yourself, or we shall come to blows.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.14–24",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nδαιμόνιʼ, οὔτε τί σε ῥέζω κακὸν οὔτʼ ἀγορεύω,\nοὔτε τινὰ φθονέω δόμεναι καὶ πόλλʼ ἀνελόντα.\nοὐδὸς δʼ ἀμφοτέρους ὅδε χείσεται, οὐδέ τί σε χρὴ\nἀλλοτρίων φθονέειν· δοκέεις δέ μοι εἶναι ἀλήτης\nὥς περ ἐγών, ὄλβον δὲ θεοὶ μέλλουσιν ὀπάζειν.\nχερσὶ δὲ μή τι λίην προκαλίζεο, μή με χολώσῃς,\nμή σε γέρων περ ἐὼν στῆθος καὶ χείλεα φύρσω\nαἵματος· ἡσυχίη δʼ ἂν ἐμοὶ καὶ μᾶλλον ἔτʼ εἴη\nαὔριον· οὐ μὲν γάρ τί σʼ ὑποστρέψεσθαι ὀΐω\nδεύτερον ἐς μέγαρον Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος.",
    "en": "Ulysses frowned on him and said, “My friend, I do you no manner of harm; people give you a great deal, but I am not jealous. There is room enough in this doorway for the pair of us, and you need not grudge me things that are not yours to give. You seem to be just such another tramp as myself, but perhaps the gods will give us better luck by and by. Do not, however, talk too much about fighting or you will incense me, and old though I am, I shall cover your mouth and chest with blood. I shall have more peace tomorrow if I do, for you will not come to the house of Ulysses any more.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.25–39",
    "orig": "τὸν δὲ χολωσάμενος προσεφώνεεν Ἶρος ἀλήτης·\nὢ πόποι, ὡς ὁ μολοβρὸς ἐπιτροχάδην ἀγορεύει,\nγρηῒ καμινοῖ ἶσος· ὃν ἂν κακὰ μητισαίμην\nκόπτων ἀμφοτέρῃσι, χαμαὶ δέ κε πάντας ὀδόντας\nγναθμῶν ἐξελάσαιμι συὸς ὣς ληϊβοτείρης.\nζῶσαι νῦν, ἵνα πάντες ἐπιγνώωσι καὶ οἵδε\nμαρναμένους· πῶς δʼ ἂν σὺ νεωτέρῳ ἀνδρὶ μάχοιο;\nὣς οἱ μὲν προπάροιθε θυράων ὑψηλάων\nοὐδοῦ ἔπι ξεστοῦ πανθυμαδὸν ὀκριόωντο.\nτοῖϊν δὲ ξυνέηχʼ ἱερὸν μένος Ἀντινόοιο,\nἡδὺ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐκγελάσας μετεφώνει μνηστήρεσσιν·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐ μέν πώ τι πάρος τοιοῦτον ἐτύχθη,\nοἵην τερπωλὴν θεὸς ἤγαγεν ἐς τόδε δῶμα.\nὁ ξεῖνός τε καὶ Ἶρος ἐρίζετον ἀλλήλοιϊν\nχερσὶ μαχέσσασθαι· ἀλλὰ ξυνελάσσομεν ὦκα.",
    "en": "Irus was very angry and answered, “You filthy glutton, you run on trippingly like an old fish-fag. I have a good mind to lay both hands about you, and knock your teeth out of your head like so many boar’s tusks. Get ready, therefore, and let these people here stand by and look on. You will never be able to fight one who is so much younger than yourself.”\nThus roundly did they rate one another on the smooth pavement in front of the doorway, and when Antinous saw what was going on he laughed heartily and said to the others, “This is the finest sport that you ever saw; heaven never yet sent anything like it into this house. The stranger and Irus have quarreled and are going to fight, let us set them on to do so at once.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.40–57",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἀνήϊξαν γελόωντες,\nἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρα πτωχοὺς κακοείμονας ἠγερέθοντο.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀντίνοος μετέφη, Εὐπείθεος υἱός·\nκέκλυτέ μευ, μνηστῆρες ἀγήνορες, ὄφρα τι εἴπω.\nγαστέρες αἵδʼ αἰγῶν κέατʼ ἐν πυρί, τὰς ἐπὶ δόρπῳ\nκατθέμεθα κνίσης τε καὶ αἵματος ἐμπλήσαντες·\nὁππότερος δέ κε νικήσῃ κρείσσων τε γένηται,\nτάων ἥν κʼ ἐθέλῃσιν ἀναστὰς αὐτὸς ἑλέσθω·\nαἰεὶ αὖθʼ ἡμῖν μεταδαίσεται, οὐδέ τινʼ ἄλλον\nπτωχὸν ἔσω μίσγεσθαι ἐάσομεν αἰτήσοντα.\nὣς ἔφατʼ Ἀντίνοος, τοῖσιν δʼ ἐπιήνδανε μῦθος.\nτοῖς δὲ δολοφρονέων μετέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ φίλοι, οὔ πως ἔστι νεωτέρῳ ἀνδρὶ μάχεσθαι\nἄνδρα γέροντα, δύῃ ἀρημένον· ἀλλά με γαστὴρ\nὀτρύνει κακοεργός, ἵνα πληγῇσι δαμείω.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν μοι πάντες ὀμόσσατε καρτερὸν ὅρκον,\nμή τις ἐπʼ Ἴρῳ ἦρα φέρων ἐμὲ χειρὶ βαρείῃ\nπλήξῃ ἀτασθάλλων, τούτῳ δέ με ἶφι δαμάσσῃ.",
    "en": "The suitors all came up laughing, and gathered round the two ragged tramps. “Listen to me,” said Antinous, “there are some goats’ paunches down at the fire, which we have filled with blood and fat, and set aside for supper; he who is victorious and proves himself to be the better man shall have his pick of the lot; he shall be free of our table and we will not allow any other beggar about the house at all.”\nThe others all agreed, but Ulysses, to throw them off the scent, said, “Sirs, an old man like myself, worn out with suffering, cannot hold his own against a young one; but my irrepressible belly urges me on, though I know it can only end in my getting a drubbing. You must swear, however that none of you will give me a foul blow to favour Irus and secure him the victory.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.58–74",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἀπώμνυον ὡς ἐκέλευεν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ὄμοσάν τε τελεύτησάν τε τὸν ὅρκον,\nτοῖς δʼ αὖτις μετέειφʼ ἱερὴ ἲς Τηλεμάχοιο·\nξεῖνʼ, εἴ σʼ ὀτρύνει κραδίη καὶ θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ\nτοῦτον ἀλέξασθαι, τῶν δʼ ἄλλων μή τινʼ Ἀχαιῶν\nδείδιθʼ, ἐπεὶ πλεόνεσσι μαχήσεται ὅς κέ σε θείνῃ·\nξεινοδόκος μὲν ἐγών, ἐπὶ δʼ αἰνεῖτον βασιλῆες,\nἈντίνοός τε καὶ Εὐρύμαχος, πεπνυμένω ἄμφω.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἐπῄνεον· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nζώσατο μὲν ῥάκεσιν περὶ μήδεα, φαῖνε δὲ μηροὺς\nκαλούς τε μεγάλους τε, φάνεν δέ οἱ εὐρέες ὦμοι\nστήθεά τε στιβαροί τε βραχίονες· αὐτὰρ Ἀθήνη\nἄγχι παρισταμένη μέλεʼ ἤλδανε ποιμένι λαῶν.\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ἄρα πάντες ὑπερφιάλως ἀγάσαντο·\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκεν ἰδὼν ἐς πλησίον ἄλλον·\nἦ τάχα Ἶρος Ἄϊρος ἐπίσπαστον κακὸν ἕξει,\nοἵην ἐκ ῥακέων ὁ γέρων ἐπιγουνίδα φαίνει.",
    "en": "They swore as he told them, and when they had completed their oath Telemachus put in a word and said, “Stranger, if you have a mind to settle with this fellow, you need not be afraid of any one here. Whoever strikes you will have to fight more than one. I am host, and the other chiefs, Antinous and Eurymachus, both of them men of understanding, are of the same mind as I am.”\nEvery one assented, and Ulysses girded his old rags about his loins, thus baring his stalwart thighs, his broad chest and shoulders, and his mighty arms; but Minerva came up to him and made his limbs even stronger still. The suitors were beyond measure astonished, and one would turn towards his neighbour saying, “The stranger has brought such a thigh out of his old rags that there will soon be nothing left of Irus.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.75–87",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἔφαν, Ἴρῳ δὲ κακῶς ὠρίνετο θυμός.\nἀλλὰ καὶ ὣς δρηστῆρες ἄγον ζώσαντες ἀνάγκῃ\nδειδιότα· σάρκες δὲ περιτρομέοντο μέλεσσιν.\nἈντίνοος δʼ ἐνένιπεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nνῦν μὲν μήτʼ εἴης, βουγάϊε, μήτε γένοιο,\nεἰ δὴ τοῦτόν γε τρομέεις καὶ δείδιας αἰνῶς,\nἄνδρα γέροντα, δύῃ ἀρημένον, ἥ μιν ἱκάνει.\nἀλλʼ ἔκ τοι ἐρέω, τὸ δὲ καὶ τετελεσμένον ἔσται·\nαἴ κέν σʼ οὗτος νικήσῃ κρείσσων τε γένηται,\nπέμψω σʼ ἤπειρόνδε, βαλὼν ἐν νηὶ μελαίνῃ,\nεἰς Ἔχετον βασιλῆα, βροτῶν δηλήμονα πάντων,\nὅς κʼ ἀπὸ ῥῖνα τάμῃσι καὶ οὔατα νηλέϊ χαλκῷ,\nμήδεά τʼ ἐξερύσας δώῃ κυσὶν ὠμὰ δάσασθαι.",
    "en": "Irus began to be very uneasy as he heard them, but the servants girded him by force, and brought him [into the open part of the court] in such a fright that his limbs were all of a tremble. Antinous scolded him and said, “You swaggering bully, you ought never to have been born at all if you are afraid of such an old broken down creature as this tramp is. I say, therefore, and it shall surely be, if he beats you and proves himself the better man, I shall pack you off on board ship to the mainland and send you to king Echetus, who kills every one that comes near him. He will cut off your nose and ears, and draw out your entrails for the dogs to eat.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.88–107",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τῷ δʼ ἔτι μᾶλλον ὑπὸ τρόμος ἔλλαβε γυῖα.\nἐς μέσσον δʼ ἄναγον· τὼ δʼ ἄμφω χεῖρας ἀνέσχον.\nδὴ τότε μερμήριξε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἢ ἐλάσειʼ ὥς μιν ψυχὴ λίποι αὖθι πεσόντα,\nἦέ μιν ἦκʼ ἐλάσειε τανύσσειέν τʼ ἐπὶ γαίῃ.\nὧδε δέ οἱ φρονέοντι δοάσσατο κέρδιον εἶναι,\nἦκʼ ἐλάσαι, ἵνα μή μιν ἐπιφρασσαίατʼ Ἀχαιοί.\nδὴ τότʼ ἀνασχομένω ὁ μὲν ἤλασε δεξιὸν ὦμον\nἾρος, ὁ δʼ αὐχένʼ ἔλασσεν ὑπʼ οὔατος, ὀστέα δʼ εἴσω\nἔθλασεν· αὐτίκα δʼ ἦλθε κατὰ στόμα φοίνιον αἷμα,\nκὰδ δʼ ἔπεσʼ ἐν κονίῃσι μακών, σὺν δʼ ἤλασʼ ὀδόντας\nλακτίζων ποσὶ γαῖαν· ἀτὰρ μνηστῆρες ἀγαυοὶ\nχεῖρας ἀνασχόμενοι γέλῳ ἔκθανον. αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἕλκε διὲκ προθύροιο λαβὼν ποδός, ὄφρʼ ἵκετʼ αὐλήν,\nαἰθούσης τε θύρας· καί μιν ποτὶ ἑρκίον αὐλῆς\nεἷσεν ἀνακλίνας· σκῆπτρον δέ οἱ ἔμβαλε χειρί,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἐνταυθοῖ νῦν ἧσο σύας τε κύνας τʼ ἀπερύκων,\nμηδὲ σύ γε ξείνων καὶ πτωχῶν κοίρανος εἶναι\nλυγρὸς ἐών, μή πού τι κακὸν καὶ μεῖζον ἐπαύρῃ.",
    "en": "This frightened Irus still more, but they brought him into the middle of the court, and the two men raised their hands to fight. Then Ulysses considered whether he should let drive so hard at him as to make an end of him then and there, or whether he should give him a lighter blow that should only knock him down; in the end he deemed it best to give the lighter blow for fear the Achaeans should begin to suspect who he was. Then they began to fight, and Irus hit Ulysses on the right shoulder; but Ulysses gave Irus a blow on the neck under the ear that broke in the bones of his skull, and the blood came gushing out of his mouth; he fell groaning in the dust, gnashing his teeth and kicking on the ground, but the suitors threw up their hands and nearly died of laughter, as Ulysses caught hold of him by the foot and dragged him into the outer court as far as the gate-house. There he propped him up against the wall and put his staff in his hands. “Sit here,” said he, “and keep the dogs and pigs off; you are a pitiful creature, and if you try to make yourself king of the beggars any more you shall fare still worse.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.108–123",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα καὶ ἀμφʼ ὤμοισιν ἀεικέα βάλλετο πήρην,\nπυκνὰ ῥωγαλέην· ἐν δὲ στρόφος ἦεν ἀορτήρ.\nἂψ δʼ ὅ γʼ ἐπʼ οὐδὸν ἰὼν κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετο· τοὶ δʼ ἴσαν εἴσω\nἡδὺ γελώοντες καὶ δεικανόωντʼ ἐπέεσσι·\nΖεύς τοι δοίη, ξεῖνε, καὶ ἀθάνατοι θεοὶ ἄλλοι,\nὅττι μάλιστʼ ἐθέλεις καί τοι φίλον ἔπλετο θυμῷ,\nὃς τοῦτον τὸν ἄναλτον ἀλητεύειν ἀπέπαυσας\nἐν δήμῳ· τάχα γάρ μιν ἀνάξομεν ἤπειρόνδε\nεἰς Ἔχετον βασιλῆα, βροτῶν δηλήμονα πάντων.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἔφαν, χαῖρεν δὲ κλεηδόνι δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nἈντίνοος δʼ ἄρα οἱ μεγάλην παρὰ γαστέρα θῆκεν,\nἐμπλείην κνίσης τε καὶ αἵματος· Ἀμφίνομος δὲ\nἄρτους ἐκ κανέοιο δύω παρέθηκεν ἀείρας\nκαὶ δέπαϊ χρυσέῳ δειδίσκετο, φώνησέν τε·\nχαῖρε, πάτερ ὦ ξεῖνε, γένοιτό τοι ἔς περ ὀπίσσω\nὄλβος· ἀτὰρ μὲν νῦν γε κακοῖς ἔχεαι πολέεσσι.",
    "en": "Then he threw his dirty old wallet, all tattered and torn over his shoulder with the cord by which it hung, and went back to sit down upon the threshold; but the suitors went within the cloisters, laughing and saluting him, “May Jove, and all the other gods,” said they, “grant you whatever you want for having put an end to the importunity of this insatiable tramp. We will take him over to the mainland presently, to king Echetus, who kills every one that comes near him.”\nUlysses hailed this as of good omen, and Antinous set a great goat’s paunch before him filled with blood and fat. Amphinomus took two loaves out of the bread-basket and brought them to him, pledging him as he did so in a golden goblet of wine. “Good luck to you,” he said, “father stranger, you are very badly off at present, but I hope you will have better times by and by.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.124–137",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἈμφίνομʼ, ἦ μάλα μοι δοκέεις πεπνυμένος εἶναι·\nτοίου γὰρ καὶ πατρός, ἐπεὶ κλέος ἐσθλὸν ἄκουον,\nΝῖσον Δουλιχιῆα ἐΰν τʼ ἔμεν ἀφνειόν τε·\nτοῦ σʼ ἔκ φασι γενέσθαι, ἐπητῇ δʼ ἀνδρὶ ἔοικας.\nτοὔνεκά τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δὲ σύνθεο καί μευ ἄκουσον·\nοὐδὲν ἀκιδνότερον γαῖα τρέφει ἀνθρώποιο,\nπάντων ὅσσα τε γαῖαν ἔπι πνείει τε καὶ ἕρπει.\nοὐ μὲν γάρ ποτέ φησι κακὸν πείσεσθαι ὀπίσσω,\nὄφρʼ ἀρετὴν παρέχωσι θεοὶ καὶ γούνατʼ ὀρώρῃ·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ καὶ λυγρὰ θεοὶ μάκαρες τελέσωσι,\nκαὶ τὰ φέρει ἀεκαζόμενος τετληότι θυμῷ·\nτοῖος γὰρ νόος ἐστὶν ἐπιχθονίων ἀνθρώπων\nοἷον ἐπʼ ἦμαρ ἄγησι πατὴρ ἀνδρῶν τε θεῶν τε.",
    "en": "To this Ulysses answered, “Amphinomus, you seem to be a man of good understanding, as indeed you may well be, seeing whose son you are. I have heard your father well spoken of; he is Nisus of Dulichium, a man both brave and wealthy. They tell me you are his son, and you appear to be a considerable person; listen, therefore, and take heed to what I am saying. Man is the vainest of all creatures that have their being upon earth. As long as heaven vouchsafes him health and strength, he thinks that he shall come to no harm hereafter, and even when the blessed gods bring sorrow upon him, he bears it as he needs must, and makes the best of it; for God almighty gives men their daily minds day by day."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.138–150",
    "orig": "καὶ γὰρ ἐγώ ποτʼ ἔμελλον ἐν ἀνδράσιν ὄλβιος εἶναι,\nπολλὰ δʼ ἀτάσθαλʼ ἔρεξα βίῃ καὶ κάρτεϊ εἴκων,\nπατρί τʼ ἐμῷ πίσυνος καὶ ἐμοῖσι κασιγνήτοισι.\nτῷ μή τίς ποτε πάμπαν ἀνὴρ ἀθεμίστιος εἴη,\nἀλλʼ ὅ γε σιγῇ δῶρα θεῶν ἔχοι, ὅττι διδοῖεν.\nοἷʼ ὁρόω μνηστῆρας ἀτάσθαλα μηχανόωντας,\nκτήματα κείροντας καὶ ἀτιμάζοντας ἄκοιτιν\nἀνδρός, ὃν οὐκέτι φημὶ φίλων καὶ πατρίδος αἴης\nδηρὸν ἀπέσσεσθαι· μάλα δὲ σχεδόν. ἀλλά σε δαίμων\nοἴκαδʼ ὑπεξαγάγοι, μηδʼ ἀντιάσειας ἐκείνῳ,\nὁππότε νοστήσειε φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν·\nοὐ γὰρ ἀναιμωτί γε διακρινέεσθαι ὀΐω\nμνηστῆρας καὶ κεῖνον, ἐπεί κε μέλαθρον ὑπέλθῃ.",
    "en": "I know all about it, for I was a rich man once, and did much wrong in the stubbornness of my pride, and in the confidence that my father and my brothers would support me; therefore let a man fear God in all things always, and take the good that heaven may see fit to send him without vain glory. Consider the infamy of what these suitors are doing; see how they are wasting the estate, and doing dishonour to the wife, of one who is certain to return some day, and that, too, not long hence. Nay, he will be here soon; may heaven send you home quietly first that you may not meet with him in the day of his coming, for once he is here the suitors and he will not part bloodlessly.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.151–168",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, καὶ σπείσας ἔπιεν μελιηδέα οἶνον,\nἂψ δʼ ἐν χερσὶν ἔθηκε δέπας κοσμήτορι λαῶν.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ βῆ διὰ δῶμα φίλον τετιημένος ἦτορ,\nνευστάζων κεφαλῇ· δὴ γὰρ κακὸν ὄσσετο θυμός.\nἀλλʼ οὐδʼ ὣς φύγε κῆρα· πέδησε δὲ καὶ τὸν Ἀθήνη\nΤηλεμάχου ὑπὸ χερσὶ καὶ ἔγχεϊ ἶφι δαμῆναι.\nἂψ δʼ αὖτις κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετʼ ἐπὶ θρόνου ἔνθεν ἀνέστη.\nτῇ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπὶ φρεσὶ θῆκε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,\nκούρῃ Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρονι Πηνελοπείῃ,\nμνηστήρεσσι φανῆναι, ὅπως πετάσειε μάλιστα\nθυμὸν μνηστήρων ἰδὲ τιμήεσσα γένοιτο\nμᾶλλον πρὸς πόσιός τε καὶ υἱέος ἢ πάρος ἦεν.\nἀχρεῖον δʼ ἐγέλασσεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nΕὐρυνόμη, θυμός μοι ἐέλδεται, οὔ τι πάρος γε,\nμνηστήρεσσι φανῆναι, ἀπεχθομένοισί περ ἔμπης·\nπαιδὶ δέ κεν εἴποιμι ἔπος, τό κε κέρδιον εἴη,\nμὴ πάντα μνηστῆρσιν ὑπερφιάλοισιν ὁμιλεῖν,\nοἵ τʼ εὖ μὲν βάζουσι, κακῶς δʼ ὄπιθεν φρονέουσι.",
    "en": "With these words he made a drink-offering, and when he had drunk he put the gold cup again into the hands of Amphinomus, who walked away serious and bowing his head, for he foreboded evil. But even so he did not escape destruction, for Minerva had doomed him to fall by the hand of Telemachus. So he took his seat again at the place from which he had come.\nThen Minerva put it into the mind of Penelope to show herself to the suitors, that she might make them still more enamoured of her, and win still further honour from her son and husband. So she feigned a mocking laugh and said, “Eurynome, I have changed my mind, and have a fancy to show myself to the suitors although I detest them. I should like also to give my son a hint that he had better not have anything more to do with them. They speak fairly enough but they mean mischief.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.169–184",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρυνόμη ταμίη πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπεν·\nναὶ δὴ ταῦτά γε πάντα, τέκος, κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπες.\nἀλλʼ ἴθι καὶ σῷ παιδὶ ἔπος φάο μηδʼ ἐπίκευθε,\nχρῶτʼ ἀπονιψαμένη καὶ ἐπιχρίσασα παρειάς·\nμηδʼ οὕτω δακρύοισι πεφυρμένη ἀμφὶ πρόσωπα\nἔρχευ, ἐπεὶ κάκιον πενθήμεναι ἄκριτον αἰεί.\nἤδη μὲν γάρ τοι παῖς τηλίκος, ὃν σὺ μάλιστα\nἠρῶ ἀθανάτοισι γενειήσαντα ἰδέσθαι.\nτὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nΕὐρυνόμη, μὴ ταῦτα παραύδα, κηδομένη περ,\nχρῶτʼ ἀπονίπτεσθαι καὶ ἐπιχρίεσθαι ἀλοιφῇ·\nἀγλαΐην γὰρ ἐμοί γε θεοί, τοὶ Ὄλυμπον ἔχουσιν,\nὤλεσαν, ἐξ οὗ κεῖνος ἔβη κοίλῃς ἐνὶ νηυσίν.\nἀλλά μοι Αὐτονόην τε καὶ Ἱπποδάμειαν ἄνωχθι\nἐλθέμεν, ὄφρα κέ μοι παρστήετον ἐν μεγάροισιν·\nοἴη δʼ οὐκ εἴσειμι μετʼ ἀνέρας· αἰδέομαι γάρ.",
    "en": "“My dear child,” answered Eurynome, “all that you have said is true, go and tell your son about it, but first wash yourself and anoint your face. Do not go about with your cheeks all covered with tears; it is not right that you should grieve so incessantly; for Telemachus, whom you always prayed that you might live to see with a beard, is already grown up.”\n“I know, Eurynome,” replied Penelope, “that you mean well, but do not try and persuade me to wash and to anoint myself, for heaven robbed me of all my beauty on the day my husband sailed; nevertheless, tell Autonoe and Hippodamia that I want them. They must be with me when I am in the cloister; I am not going among the men alone; it would not be proper for me to do so.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.185–205",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, γρηῢς δὲ διὲκ μεγάροιο βεβήκει\nἀγγελέουσα γυναιξὶ καὶ ὀτρυνέουσα νέεσθαι.\nἔνθʼ αὖτʼ ἄλλʼ ἐνόησε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nκούρῃ Ἰκαρίοιο κατὰ γλυκὺν ὕπνον ἔχευεν,\nεὗδε δʼ ἀνακλινθεῖσα, λύθεν δέ οἱ ἅψεα πάντα\nαὐτοῦ ἐνὶ κλιντῆρι· τέως δʼ ἄρα δῖα θεάων\nἄμβροτα δῶρα δίδου, ἵνα μιν θησαίατʼ Ἀχαιοί.\nκάλλεϊ μέν οἱ πρῶτα προσώπατα καλὰ κάθηρεν\nἀμβροσίῳ, οἵῳ περ ἐϋστέφανος Κυθέρεια\nχρίεται, εὖτʼ ἂν ἴῃ Χαρίτων χορὸν ἱμερόεντα·\nκαί μιν μακροτέρην καὶ πάσσονα θῆκεν ἰδέσθαι,\nλευκοτέρην δʼ ἄρα μιν θῆκε πριστοῦ ἐλέφαντος.\nἡ μὲν ἄρʼ ὣς ἔρξασʼ ἀπεβήσετο δῖα θεάων,\nἦλθον δʼ ἀμφίπολοι λευκώλενοι ἐκ μεγάροιο\nφθόγγῳ ἐπερχόμεναι· τὴν δὲ γλυκὺς ὕπνος ἀνῆκε,\nκαί ῥʼ ἀπομόρξατο χερσὶ παρειὰς φώνησέν τε·\nἦ με μάλʼ αἰνοπαθῆ μαλακὸν περὶ κῶμʼ ἐκάλυψεν.\nαἴθε μοι ὣς μαλακὸν θάνατον πόροι Ἄρτεμις ἁγνὴ\nαὐτίκα νῦν, ἵνα μηκέτʼ ὀδυρομένη κατὰ θυμὸν\nαἰῶνα φθινύθω, πόσιος ποθέουσα φίλοιο\nπαντοίην ἀρετήν, ἐπεὶ ἔξοχος ἦεν Ἀχαιῶν.",
    "en": "On this the old woman went out of the room to bid the maids go to their mistress. In the meantime Minerva bethought her of another matter, and sent Penelope off into a sweet slumber; so she lay down on her couch and her limbs became heavy with sleep. Then the goddess shed grace and beauty over her that all the Achaeans might admire her. She washed her face with the ambrosial loveliness that Venus wears when she goes dancing with the Graces; she made her taller and of a more commanding figure, while as for her complexion it was whiter than sawn ivory. When Minerva had done all this she went away, whereon the maids came in from the women’s room and woke Penelope with the sound of their talking.\n“What an exquisitely delicious sleep I have been having,” said she, as she passed her hands over her face, “in spite of all my misery. I wish Diana would let me die so sweetly now at this very moment, that I might no longer waste in despair for the loss of my dear husband, who possessed every kind of good quality and was the most distinguished man among the Achaeans.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.206–225",
    "orig": "ὣς φαμένη κατέβαινʼ ὑπερώϊα σιγαλόεντα,\nοὐκ οἴη· ἅμα τῇ γε καὶ ἀμφίπολοι δύʼ ἕποντο.\nἡ δʼ ὅτε δὴ μνηστῆρας ἀφίκετο δῖα γυναικῶν,\nστῆ ῥα παρὰ σταθμὸν τέγεος πύκα ποιητοῖο,\nἄντα παρειάων σχομένη λιπαρὰ κρήδεμνα·\nἀμφίπολος δʼ ἄρα οἱ κεδνὴ ἑκάτερθε παρέστη.\nτῶν δʼ αὐτοῦ λύτο γούνατʼ, ἔρῳ δʼ ἄρα θυμὸν ἔθελχθεν,\nπάντες δʼ ἠρήσαντο παραὶ λεχέεσσι κλιθῆναι.\nἡ δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχον προσεφώνεεν, ὃν φίλον υἱόν·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, οὐκέτι τοι φρένες ἔμπεδοι οὐδὲ νόημα·\nπαῖς ἔτʼ ἐὼν καὶ μᾶλλον ἐνὶ φρεσὶ κέρδεʼ ἐνώμας·\nνῦν δʼ, ὅτε δὴ μέγας ἐσσὶ καὶ ἥβης μέτρον ἱκάνεις,\nκαί κέν τις φαίη γόνον ἔμμεναι ὀλβίου ἀνδρός,\nἐς μέγεθος καὶ κάλλος ὁρώμενος, ἀλλότριος φώς,\nοὐκέτι τοι φρένες εἰσὶν ἐναίσιμοι οὐδὲ νόημα.\nοἷον δὴ τόδε ἔργον ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἐτύχθη,\nὃς τὸν ξεῖνον ἔασας ἀεικισθήμεναι οὕτως.\nπῶς νῦν, εἴ τι ξεῖνος ἐν ἡμετέροισι δόμοισιν\nἥμενος ὧδε πάθοι ῥυστακτύος ἐξ ἀλεγεινῆς;\nσοί κʼ αἶσχος λώβη τε μετʼ ἀνθρώποισι πέλοιτο.",
    "en": "With these words she came down from her upper room, not alone but attended by two of her maidens, and when she reached the suitors she stood by one of the bearing-posts supporting the roof of the cloister, holding a veil before her face, and with a staid maid servant on either side of her. As they beheld her the suitors were so overpowered and became so desperately enamoured of her, that each one prayed he might win her for his own bed fellow.\n“Telemachus,” said she, addressing her son, “I fear you are no longer so discreet and well conducted as you used to be. When you were younger you had a greater sense of propriety; now, however, that you are grown up, though a stranger to look at you would take you for the son of a well to do father as far as size and good looks go, your conduct is by no means what it should be. What is all this disturbance that has been going on, and how came you to allow a stranger to be so disgracefully ill-treated? What would have happened if he had suffered serious injury while a suppliant in our house? Surely this would have been very discreditable to you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.226–242",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nμῆτερ ἐμή, τὸ μὲν οὔ σε νεμεσσῶμαι κεχολῶσθαι·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ θυμῷ νοέω καὶ οἶδα ἕκαστα,\nἐσθλά τε καὶ τὰ χέρεια· πάρος δʼ ἔτι νήπιος ἦα.\nἀλλά τοι οὐ δύναμαι πεπνυμένα πάντα νοῆσαι·\nἐκ γάρ με πλήσσουσι παρήμενοι ἄλλοθεν ἄλλος\nοἵδε κακὰ φρονέοντες, ἐμοὶ δʼ οὐκ εἰσὶν ἀρωγοί.\nοὐ μέν τοι ξείνου γε καὶ Ἴρου μῶλος ἐτύχθη\nμνηστήρων ἰότητι, βίῃ δʼ ὅ γε φέρτερος ἦεν.\nαἲ γάρ, Ζεῦ τε πάτερ καὶ Ἀθηναίη καὶ Ἄπολλον,\nοὕτω νῦν μνηστῆρες ἐν ἡμετέροισι δόμοισι\nνεύοιεν κεφαλὰς δεδμημένοι, οἱ μὲν ἐν αὐλῇ,\nοἱ δʼ ἔντοσθε δόμοιο, λελῦτο δὲ γυῖα ἑκάστου,\nὡς νῦν Ἶρος κεῖνος ἐπʼ αὐλείῃσι θύρῃσιν\nἧσται νευστάζων κεφαλῇ, μεθύοντι ἐοικώς,\nοὐδʼ ὀρθὸς στῆναι δύναται ποσὶν οὐδὲ νέεσθαι\nοἴκαδʼ, ὅπη οἱ νόστος, ἐπεὶ φίλα γυῖα λέλυνται.",
    "en": "“I am not surprised, my dear mother, at your displeasure,” replied Telemachus, “I understand all about it and know when things are not as they should be, which I could not do when I was younger; I cannot, however, behave with perfect propriety at all times. First one and then another of these wicked people here keeps driving me out of my mind, and I have no one to stand by me. After all, however, this fight between Irus and the stranger did not turn out as the suitors meant it to do, for the stranger got the best of it. I wish Father Jove, Minerva, and Apollo would break the neck of every one of these wooers of yours, some inside the house and some out; and I wish they might all be as limp as Irus is over yonder in the gate of the outer court. See how he nods his head like a drunken man; he has had such a thrashing that he cannot stand on his feet nor get back to his home, wherever that may be, for he has no strength left in him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.243–260",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον·\nΕὐρύμαχος δʼ ἐπέεσσι προσηύδα Πηνελόπειαν·\nκούρη Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρον Πηνελόπεια,\nεἰ πάντες σε ἴδοιεν ἀνʼ Ἴασον Ἄργος Ἀχαιοί,\nπλέονές κε μνηστῆρες ἐν ὑμετέροισι δόμοισιν\nἠῶθεν δαινύατʼ, ἐπεὶ περίεσσι γυναικῶν\nεἶδός τε μέγεθός τε ἰδὲ φρένας ἔνδον ἐΐσας.\nτὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nΕὐρύμαχʼ, ἦ τοι ἐμὴν ἀρετὴν εἶδός τε δέμας τε\nὤλεσαν ἀθάνατοι, ὅτε Ἴλιον εἰσανέβαινον\nἈργεῖοι, μετὰ τοῖσι δʼ ἐμὸς πόσις ᾖεν Ὀδυσσεύς.\nεἰ κεῖνός γʼ ἐλθὼν τὸν ἐμὸν βίον ἀμφιπολεύοι,\nμεῖζόν κε κλέος εἴη ἐμὸν καὶ κάλλιον οὕτως.\nνῦν δʼ ἄχομαι· τόσα γάρ μοι ἐπέσσευεν κακὰ δαίμων.\nἦ μὲν δὴ ὅτε τʼ ᾖε λιπὼν κάτα πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nδεξιτερὴν ἐπὶ καρπῷ ἑλὼν ἐμὲ χεῖρα προσηύδα·\nὦ γύναι, οὐ γὰρ ὀΐω ἐϋκνήμιδας Ἀχαιοὺς\nἐκ Τροίης εὖ πάντας ἀπήμονας ἀπονέεσθαι·",
    "en": "Thus did they converse. Eurymachus then came up and said, “Queen Penelope, daughter of Icarius, if all the Achaeans in Iasian Argos could see you at this moment, you would have still more suitors in your house by tomorrow morning, for you are the most admirable woman in the whole world both as regards personal beauty and strength of understanding.”\nTo this Penelope replied, “Eurymachus, heaven robbed me of all my beauty whether of face or figure when the Argives set sail for Troy and my dear husband with them. If he were to return and look after my affairs, I should both be more respected and show a better presence to the world. As it is, I am oppressed with care, and with the afflictions which heaven has seen fit to heap upon me. My husband foresaw it all, and when he was leaving home he took my right wrist in his hand, ‘Wife,’ he said, ‘we shall not all of us come safe home from Troy, for the Trojans fight well both with bow and spear."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.261–280",
    "orig": "καὶ γὰρ Τρῶάς φασι μαχητὰς ἔμμεναι ἄνδρας,\nἠμὲν ἀκοντιστὰς ἠδὲ ῥυτῆρας ὀϊστῶν\nἵππων τʼ ὠκυπόδων ἐπιβήτορας, οἵ κε τάχιστα\nἔκριναν μέγα νεῖκος ὁμοιΐου πολέμοιο.\nτῷ οὐκ οἶδʼ ἤ κέν μʼ ἀνέσει θεός, ἦ κεν ἁλώω\nαὐτοῦ ἐνὶ Τροίῃ· σοὶ δʼ ἐνθάδε πάντα μελόντων.\nμεμνῆσθαι πατρὸς καὶ μητέρος ἐν μεγάροισιν\nὡς νῦν, ἢ ἔτι μᾶλλον ἐμεῦ ἀπονόσφιν ἐόντος·\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν δὴ παῖδα γενειήσαντα ἴδηαι,\nγήμασθʼ ᾧ κʼ ἐθέλῃσθα, τεὸν κατὰ δῶμα λιποῦσα.\nκεῖνος τὼς ἀγόρευε· τὰ δὴ νῦν πάντα τελεῖται.\nνὺξ δʼ ἔσται ὅτε δὴ στυγερὸς γάμος ἀντιβολήσει\nοὐλομένης ἐμέθεν, τῆς τε Ζεὺς ὄλβον ἀπηύρα.\nἀλλὰ τόδʼ αἰνὸν ἄχος κραδίην καὶ θυμὸν ἱκάνει·\nμνηστήρων οὐχ ἥδε δίκη τὸ πάροιθε τέτυκτο·\nοἵ τʼ ἀγαθήν τε γυναῖκα καὶ ἀφνειοῖο θύγατρα\nμνηστεύειν ἐθέλωσι καὶ ἀλλήλοις ἐρίσωσιν,\nαὐτοὶ τοί γʼ ἀπάγουσι βόας καὶ ἴφια μῆλα,\nκούρης δαῖτα φίλοισι, καὶ ἀγλαὰ δῶρα διδοῦσιν·\nἀλλʼ οὐκ ἀλλότριον βίοτον νήποινον ἔδουσιν.",
    "en": "They are excellent also at fighting from chariots, and nothing decides the issue of a fight sooner than this. I know not, therefore, whether heaven will send me back to you, or whether I may not fall over there at Troy. In the meantime do you look after things here. Take care of my father and mother as at present, and even more so during my absence, but when you see our son growing a beard, then marry whom you will, and leave this your present home.’ This is what he said and now it is all coming true. A night will come when I shall have to yield myself to a marriage which I detest, for Jove has taken from me all hope of happiness. This further grief, moreover, cuts me to the very heart. You suitors are not wooing me after the custom of my country. When men are courting a woman who they think will be a good wife to them and who is of noble birth, and when they are each trying to win her for himself, they usually bring oxen and sheep to feast the friends of the lady, and they make her magnificent presents, instead of eating up other people’s property without paying for it.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.281–301",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, γήθησεν δὲ πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nοὕνεκα τῶν μὲν δῶρα παρέλκετο, θέλγε δὲ θυμὸν\nμειλιχίοις ἐπέεσσι, νόος δέ οἱ ἄλλα μενοίνα.\nτὴν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀντίνοος προσέφη, Εὐπείθεος υἱός,\nκούρη Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρον Πηνελόπεια,\nδῶρα μὲν ὅς κʼ ἐθέλῃσιν Ἀχαιῶν ἐνθάδʼ ἐνεῖκαι,\nδέξασθʼ. οὐ γὰρ καλὸν ἀνήνασθαι δόσιν ἐστίν·\nἡμεῖς δʼ οὔτʼ ἐπὶ ἔργα πάρος γʼ ἴμεν οὔτε πῃ ἄλλῃ,\nπρίν γέ σε τῷ γήμασθαι Ἀχαιῶν ὅς τις ἄριστος.\nὣς ἔφατʼ Ἀντίνοος, τοῖσιν δʼ ἐπιήνδανε μῦθος·\nδῶρα δʼ ἄρʼ οἰσέμεναι πρόεσαν κήρυκα ἕκαστος.\nἈντινόῳ μὲν ἔνεικε μέγαν περικαλλέα πέπλον,\nποικίλον· ἐν δʼ ἀρʼ ἔσαν περόναι δυοκαίδεκα πᾶσαι\nχρύσειαι, κληῗσιν ἐϋγνάμπτοις ἀραρυῖαι.\nὅρμον δʼ Εὐρυμάχῳ πολυδαίδαλον αὐτίκʼ ἔνεικε.\nχρύσεον, ἠλέκτροισιν ἐερμένον ἠέλιον ὥς.\nἕρματα δʼ Εὐρυδάμαντι δύω θεράποντες ἔνεικαν,\nτρίγληνα μορόεντα· χάρις δʼ ἀπελάμπετο πολλή.\nἐκ δʼ ἄρα Πεισάνδροιο Πολυκτορίδαο ἄνακτος\nἴσθμιον ἤνεικεν θεράπων, περικαλλὲς ἄγαλμα.\nἄλλο δʼ ἄρʼ ἄλλος δῶρον Ἀχαιῶν καλὸν ἔνεικεν.",
    "en": "This was what she said, and Ulysses was glad when he heard her trying to get presents out of the suitors, and flattering them with fair words which he knew she did not mean.\nThen Antinous said, “Queen Penelope, daughter of Icarius, take as many presents as you please from any one who will give them to you; it is not well to refuse a present; but we will not go about our business nor stir from where we are, till you have married the best man among us whoever he may be.”\nThe others applauded what Antinous had said, and each one sent his servant to bring his present. Antinous’s man returned with a large and lovely dress most exquisitely embroidered. It had twelve beautifully made brooch pins of pure gold with which to fasten it. Eurymachus immediately brought her a magnificent chain of gold and amber beads that gleamed like sunlight. Eurydamas’s two men returned with some earrings fashioned into three brilliant pendants which glistened most beautifully; while king Pisander son of Polyctor gave her a necklace of the rarest workmanship, and every one else brought her a beautiful present of some kind."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.302–319",
    "orig": "ἡ μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἀνέβαινʼ ὑπερώϊα δῖα γυναικῶν,\nτῇ δʼ ἄρʼ ἅμʼ ἀμφίπολοι ἔφερον περικαλλέα δῶρα\nοἱ δʼ εἰς ὀρχηστύν τε καὶ ἱμερόεσσαν ἀοιδὴν\nτρεψάμενοι τέρποντο, μένον δʼ ἐπὶ ἕσπερον ἐλθεῖν.\nτοῖσι δὲ τερπομένοισι μέλας ἐπὶ ἕσπερος ἦλθεν.\nαὐτίκα λαμπτῆρας τρεῖς ἵστασαν ἐν μεγάροισιν,\nὄφρα φαείνοιεν· περὶ δὲ ξύλα κάγκανα θῆκαν,\nαὖα πάλαι, περίκηλα, νέον κεκεασμένα χαλκῷ,\nκαὶ δαΐδας μετέμισγον· ἀμοιβηδὶς δʼ ἀνέφαινον\nδμῳαὶ Ὀδυσσῆος ταλασίφρονος. αὐτὰρ ὁ τῇσιν\nαὐτὸς διογενῆς μετέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nδμῳαὶ Ὀδυσσῆος, δὴν οἰχομένοιο ἄνακτος,\nἔρχεσθε πρὸς δώμαθʼ, ἵνʼ αἰδοίη βασίλεια·\nτῇ δὲ παρʼ ἠλάκατα στροφαλίζετε, τέρπετε δʼ αὐτὴν\nἥμεναι ἐν μεγάρῳ, ἢ εἴρια πείκετε χερσίν·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ τούτοισι φάος πάντεσσι παρέξω.\nἤν περ γάρ κʼ ἐθέλωσιν ἐΰθρονον Ἠῶ μίμνειν,\nοὔ τί με νικήσουσι· πολυτλήμων δὲ μάλʼ εἰμί.",
    "en": "Then the queen went back to her room upstairs, and her maids brought the presents after her. Meanwhile the suitors took to singing and dancing, and stayed till evening came. They danced and sang till it grew dark; they then brought in three braziers to give light, and piled them up with chopped firewood very old and dry, and they lit torches from them, which the maids held up turn and turn about. Then Ulysses said:\n“Maids, servants of Ulysses who has so long been absent, go to the queen inside the house; sit with her and amuse her, or spin, and pick wool. I will hold the light for all these people. They may stay till morning, but shall not beat me, for I can stand a great deal.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.320–336",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, αἱ δʼ ἐγέλασσαν, ἐς ἀλλήλας δὲ ἴδοντο.\nτὸν δʼ αἰσχρῶς ἐνένιπε Μελανθὼ καλλιπάρῃος,\nτὴν Δολίος μὲν ἔτικτε, κόμισσε δὲ Πηνελόπεια,\nπαῖδα δὲ ὣς ἀτίταλλε, δίδου δʼ ἄρʼ ἀθύρματα θυμῷ·\nἀλλʼ οὐδʼ ὣς ἔχε πένθος ἐνὶ φρεσὶ Πηνελοπείης,\nἀλλʼ ἥ γʼ Εὐρυμάχῳ μισγέσκετο καὶ φιλέεσκεν.\nἥ ῥʼ Ὀδυσῆʼ ἐνένιπεν ὀνειδείοις ἐπέεσσιν·\nξεῖνε τάλαν, σύ γέ τις φρένας ἐκπεπαταγμένος ἐσσί,\nοὐδʼ ἐθέλεις εὕδειν χαλκήϊον ἐς δόμον ἐλθών,\nἠέ που ἐς λέσχην, ἀλλʼ ἐνθάδε πόλλʼ ἀγορεύεις,\nθαρσαλέως πολλοῖσι μετʼ ἀνδράσιν, οὐδέ τι θυμῷ\nταρβεῖς· ἦ ῥά σε οἶνος ἔχει φρένας, ἤ νύ τοι αἰεὶ\nτοιοῦτος νόος ἐστίν· ὃ καὶ μεταμώνια βάζεις.\nἦ ἀλύεις, ὅτι Ἶρον ἐνίκησας τὸν ἀλήτην;\nμή τίς τοι τάχα Ἴρου ἀμείνων ἄλλος ἀναστῇ,\nὅς τίς σʼ ἀμφὶ κάρη κεκοπὼς χερσὶ στιβαρῇσι\nδώματος ἐκπέμψῃσι, φορύξας αἵματι πολλῷ.",
    "en": "The maids looked at one another and laughed, while pretty Melantho began to gibe at him contemptuously. She was daughter to Dolius, but had been brought up by Penelope, who used to give her toys to play with, and looked after her when she was a child; but in spite of all this she showed no consideration for the sorrows of her mistress, and used to misconduct herself with Eurymachus, with whom she was in love.\n“Poor wretch,” said she, “are you gone clean out of your mind? Go and sleep in some smithy, or place of public gossips, instead of chattering here. Are you not ashamed of opening your mouth before your betters, so many of them too? Has the wine been getting into your head, or do you always babble in this way? You seem to have lost your wits because you beat the tramp Irus; take care that a better man than he does not come and cudgel you about the head till he pack you bleeding out of the house.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.337–355",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἦ τάχα Τηλεμάχῳ ἐρέω, κύον, οἷʼ ἀγορεύεις,\nκεῖσʼ ἐλθών, ἵνα σʼ αὖθι διὰ μελεϊστὶ τάμῃσιν.\nὣς εἰπὼν ἐπέεσσι διεπτοίησε γυναῖκας.\nβὰν δʼ ἴμεναι διὰ δῶμα, λύθεν δʼ ὑπὸ γυῖα ἑκάστης\nταρβοσύνῃ· φὰν γάρ μιν ἀληθέα μυθήσασθαι.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ πὰρ λαμπτῆρσι φαείνων αἰθομένοισιν\nἑστήκειν ἐς πάντας ὁρώμενος· ἄλλα δέ οἱ κῆρ\nὥρμαινε φρεσὶν ᾗσιν, ἅ ῥʼ οὐκ ἀτέλεστα γένοντο.\nμνηστῆρας δʼ οὐ πάμπαν ἀγήνορας εἴα Ἀθήνη\nλώβης ἴσχεσθαι θυμαλγέος, ὄφρʼ ἔτι μᾶλλον\nδύη ἄχος κραδίην Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Εὐρύμαχος, Πολύβου πάϊς, ἦρχʼ ἀγορεύειν,\nκερτομέων Ὀδυσῆα· γέλω δʼ ἑτάροισιν ἔτευχε.\nκέκλυτέ μευ, μνηστῆρες ἀγακλειτῆς βασιλείης,\nὄφρʼ εἴπω τά με θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι κελεύει.\nοὐκ ἀθεεὶ ὅδʼ ἀνὴρ Ὀδυσήϊον ἐς δόμον ἵκει·\nἔμπης μοι δοκέει δαίδων σέλας ἔμμεναι αὐτοῦ\nκὰκ κεφαλῆς, ἐπεὶ οὔ οἱ ἔνι τρίχες οὐδʼ ἠβαιαί.",
    "en": "“Vixen,” replied Ulysses, scowling at her, “I will go and tell Telemachus what you have been saying, and he will have you torn limb from limb.”\nWith these words he scared the women, and they went off into the body of the house. They trembled all over, for they thought he would do as he said. But Ulysses took his stand near the burning braziers, holding up torches and looking at the people, brooding the while on things that should surely come to pass.\nBut Minerva would not let the suitors for one moment cease their insolence, for she wanted Ulysses to become even more bitter against them; she therefore set Eurymachus son of Polybus on to gibe at him, which made the others laugh. “Listen to me,” said he, “you suitors of Queen Penelope, that I may speak even as I am minded. It is not for nothing that this man has come to the house of Ulysses; I believe the light has not been coming from the torches, but from his own head, for his hair is all gone, every bit of it.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.356–375",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥʼ, ἅμα τε προσέειπεν Ὀδυσσῆα πτολίπορθον·\nξεῖνʼ, ἦ ἄρ κʼ ἐθέλοις θητευέμεν, εἴ σʼ ἀνελοίμην,\nἀγροῦ ἐπʼ ἐσχατιῆς, μισθὸς δέ τοι ἄρκιος ἔσται,\nαἱμασιάς τε λέγων καὶ δένδρεα μακρὰ φυτεύων;\nἔνθα κʼ ἐγὼ σῖτον μὲν ἐπηετανὸν παρέχοιμι,\nεἵματα δʼ ἀμφιέσαιμι ποσίν θʼ ὑποδήματα δοίην.\nἀλλʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν δὴ ἔργα κάκʼ ἔμμαθες, οὐκ ἐθελήσεις\nἔργον ἐποίχεσθαι, ἀλλὰ πτώσσειν κατὰ δῆμον\nβούλεαι, ὄφρʼ ἄν ἔχῃς βόσκειν σὴν γαστέρʼ ἄναλτον.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nΕὐρύμαχʼ, εἰ γὰρ νῶϊν ἔρις ἔργοιο γένοιτο\nὥρῃ ἐν εἰαρινῇ, ὅτε τʼ ἤματα μακρὰ πέλονται,\nἐν ποίῃ, δρέπανον μὲν ἐγὼν εὐκαμπὲς ἔχοιμι,\nκαὶ δὲ σὺ τοῖον ἔχοις, ἵνα πειρησαίμεθα ἔργου\nνήστιες ἄχρι μάλα κνέφαος, ποίη δὲ παρείη.\nεἰ δʼ αὖ καὶ βόες εἶεν ἐλαυνέμεν, οἵ περ ἄριστοι,\nαἴθωνες, μεγάλοι, ἄμφω κεκορηότε ποίης,\nἥλικες, ἰσοφόροι, τῶν τε σθένος οὐκ ἀλαπαδνόν,\nτετράγυον δʼ εἴη, εἴκοι δʼ ὑπὸ βῶλος ἀρότρῳ·\nτῷ κέ μʼ ἴδοις, εἰ ὦλκα διηνεκέα προταμοίμην.",
    "en": "Then turning to Ulysses he said, “Stranger, will you work as a servant, if I send you to the wolds and see that you are well paid? Can you build a stone fence, or plant trees? I will have you fed all the year round, and will find you in shoes and clothing. Will you go, then? Not you; for you have got into bad ways, and do not want to work; you had rather fill your belly by going round the country begging.”\n“Eurymachus,” answered Ulysses, “if you and I were to work one against the other in early summer when the days are at their longest, give me a good scythe, and take another yourself, and let us see which will last the longer or mow the stronger, from dawn till dark when the mowing grass is about. Or if you will plough against me, let us each take a yoke of tawny oxen, well-mated and of great strength and endurance: turn me into a four acre field, and see whether you or I can drive the straighter furrow."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.376–393",
    "orig": "εἰ δʼ αὖ καὶ πόλεμόν ποθεν ὁρμήσειε Κρονίων\nσήμερον, αὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ σάκος εἴη καὶ δύο δοῦρε\nκαὶ κυνέη πάγχαλκος, ἐπὶ κροτάφοις ἀραρυῖα,\nτῷ κέ μʼ ἴδοις πρώτοισιν ἐνὶ προμάχοισι μιγέντα,\nοὐδʼ ἄν μοι τὴν γαστέρʼ ὀνειδίζων ἀγορεύοις.\nἀλλὰ μάλʼ ὑβρίζεις, καί τοι νόος ἐστὶν ἀπηνής·\nκαί πού τις δοκέεις μέγας ἔμμεναι ἠδὲ κραταιός,\nοὕνεκα πὰρ παύροισι καὶ οὐκ ἀγαθοῖσιν ὁμιλεῖς.\nεἰ δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς ἔλθοι καὶ ἵκοιτʼ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nαἶψά κέ τοι τὰ θύρετρα, καὶ εὐρέα περ μάλʼ ἐόντα,\nφεύγοντι στείνοιτο διὲκ προθύροιο θύραζε.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, Εὐρύμαχος δʼ ἐχολώσατο κηρόθι μᾶλλον,\nκαί μιν ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἆ δείλʼ, ἦ τάχα τοι τελέω κακόν, οἷʼ ἀγορεύεις\nθαρσαλέως πολλοῖσι μετʼ ἀνδράσιν, οὐδέ τι θυμῷ\nταρβεῖς· ἦ ῥά σε οἶνος ἔχει φρένας, ἤ νύ τοι αἰεὶ\nτοιοῦτος νόος ἐστίν· ὃ καὶ μεταμώνια βάζεις.\nἦ ἀλύεις, ὅτι Ἶρον ἐνίκησας τὸν ἀλήτην;",
    "en": "If, again, war were to break out this day, give me a shield, a couple of spears and a helmet fitting well upon my temples, you would find me foremost in the fray, and would cease your gibes about my belly. You are insolent and cruel, and think yourself a great man because you live in a little world, and that a bad one. If Ulysses comes to his own again, the doors of his house are wide, but you will find them narrow when you try to fly through them.”\nEurymachus was furious at all this. He scowled at him and cried, “You wretch, I will soon pay you out for daring to say such things to me, and in public too. Has the wine been getting into your head or do you always babble in this way? You seem to have lost your wits because you beat the tramp Irus.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.394–409",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας σφέλας ἔλλαβεν· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἈμφινόμου πρὸς γοῦνα καθέζετο Δουλιχιῆος,\nΕὐρύμαχον δείσας· ὁ δʼ ἄρʼ οἰνοχόον βάλε χεῖρα\nδεξιτερήν· πρόχοος δὲ χαμαὶ βόμβησε πεσοῦσα,\nαὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ οἰμώξας πέσεν ὕπτιος ἐν κονίῃσι.\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ὁμάδησαν ἀνὰ μέγαρα σκιόεντα,\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκεν ἰδὼν ἐς πλησίον ἄλλον·\nαἴθʼ ὤφελλʼ ὁ ξεῖνος ἀλώμενος ἄλλοθʼ ὀλέσθαι\nπρὶν ἐλθεῖν· τῷ οὔ τι τόσον κέλαδον μετέθηκε.\nνῦν δὲ περὶ πτωχῶν ἐριδαίνομεν, οὐδέ τι δαιτὸς\nἐσθλῆς ἔσσεται ἦδος, ἐπεὶ τὰ χερείονα νικᾷ.\nτοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειφʼ ἱερὴ ἲς Τηλεμάχοιο\nδαιμόνιοι, μαίνεσθε καὶ οὐκέτι κεύθετε θυμῷ\nβρωτὺν οὐδὲ ποτῆτα· θεῶν νύ τις ὔμμʼ ὀροθύνει.\nἀλλʼ εὖ δαισάμενοι κατακείετε οἴκαδʼ ἰόντες,\nὁππότε θυμὸς ἄνωγε· διώκω δʼ οὔ τινʼ ἐγώ γε.",
    "en": "With this he caught hold of a footstool, but Ulysses sought protection at the knees of Amphinomus of Dulichium, for he was afraid. The stool hit the cupbearer on his right hand and knocked him down: the man fell with a cry flat on his back, and his wine-jug fell ringing to the ground. The suitors in the covered cloister were now in an uproar, and one would turn towards his neighbour, saying, “I wish the stranger had gone somewhere else, bad luck to him, for all the trouble he gives us. We cannot permit such disturbance about a beggar; if such ill counsels are to prevail we shall have no more pleasure at our banquet.”\nOn this Telemachus came forward and said, “Sirs, are you mad? Can you not carry your meat and your liquor decently? Some evil spirit has possessed you. I do not wish to drive any of you away, but you have had your suppers, and the sooner you all go home to bed the better.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 18.410–428",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ὀδὰξ ἐν χείλεσι φύντες\nΤηλέμαχον θαύμαζον, ὃ θαρσαλέως ἀγόρευε.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀμφίνομος ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπε\nΝίσου φαίδιμος υἱός, Ἀρητιάδαο ἄνακτος·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐκ ἂν δή τις ἐπὶ ῥηθέντι δικαίῳ\nἀντιβίοις ἐπέεσσι καθαπτόμενος χαλεπαίνοι·\nμήτε τι τὸν ξεῖνον στυφελίζετε μήτε τινʼ ἄλλον\nδμώων, οἳ κατὰ δώματʼ Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο.\nἀλλʼ ἄγετʼ, οἰνοχόος μὲν ἐπαρξάσθω δεπάεσσιν,\nὄφρα σπείσαντες κατακείομεν οἴκαδʼ ἰόντες·\nτὸν ξεῖνον δὲ ἐῶμεν ἐνὶ μεγάροις Ὀδυσῆος\nΤηλεμάχῳ μελέμεν· τοῦ γὰρ φίλον ἵκετο δῶμα.\nὣς φάτο, τοῖσι δὲ πᾶσιν ἑαδότα μῦθον ἔειπε.\nτοῖσιν δὲ κρητῆρα κεράσσατο Μούλιος ἥρως,\nκῆρυξ Δουλιχιεύς· θεράπων δʼ ἦν Ἀμφινόμοιο·\nνώμησεν δʼ ἄρα πᾶσιν ἐπισταδόν· οἱ δὲ θεοῖσι\nσπείσαντες μακάρεσσι πίον μελιηδέα οἶνον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ σπεῖσάν τʼ ἔπιόν θʼ ὅσον ἤθελε θυμός,\nβάν ῥʼ ἴμεναι κείοντες ἑὰ πρὸς δώμαθʼ ἕκαστος.",
    "en": "The suitors bit their lips and marvelled at the boldness of his speech; but Amphinomus the son of Nisus, who was son to Aretias, said, “Do not let us take offence; it is reasonable, so let us make no answer. Neither let us do violence to the stranger nor to any of Ulysses’ servants. Let the cupbearer go round with the drink-offerings, that we may make them and go home to our rest. As for the stranger, let us leave Telemachus to deal with him, for it is to his house that he has come.”\nThus did he speak, and his saying pleased them well, so Mulius of Dulichium, servant to Amphinomus, mixed them a bowl of wine and water and handed it round to each of them man by man, whereon they made their drink-offerings to the blessed gods: Then, when they had made their drink-offerings and had drunk each one as he was minded, they took their several ways each of them to his own abode."
   }
  ],
  "19": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.1–13",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ὁ ἐν μεγάρῳ ὑπελείπετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nμνηστήρεσσι φόνον σὺν Ἀθήνῃ μερμηρίζων·\nαἶψα δὲ Τηλέμαχον ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nΤηλέμαχε, χρὴ τεύχεʼ ἀρήϊα κατθέμεν εἴσω\nπάντα μάλʼ· αὐτὰρ μνηστῆρας μαλακοῖς ἐπέεσσι\nπαρφάσθαι, ὅτε κέν σε μεταλλῶσιν ποθέοντες·\nἐκ καπνοῦ κατέθηκʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐκέτι τοῖσιν ἐῴκει\nοἷά ποτε Τροίηνδε κιὼν κατέλειπεν Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἀλλὰ κατῄκισται, ὅσσον πυρὸς ἵκετʼ ἀϋτμή.\nπρὸς δʼ ἔτι καὶ τόδε μεῖζον ἐνὶ φρεσὶν ἔμβαλε δαίμων\nμή πως οἰνωθέντες, ἔριν στήσαντες ἐν ὑμῖν,\nἀλλήλους τρώσητε καταισχύνητέ τε δαῖτα\nκαὶ μνηστύν· αὐτὸς γὰρ ἐφέλκεται ἄνδρα σίδηρος.",
    "en": "Ulysses was left in the cloister, pondering on the means whereby with Minerva’s help he might be able to kill the suitors. Presently he said to Telemachus, “Telemachus, we must get the armour together and take it down inside. Make some excuse when the suitors ask you why you have removed it. Say that you have taken it to be out of the way of the smoke, inasmuch as it is no longer what it was when Ulysses went away, but has become soiled and begrimed with soot. Add to this more particularly that you are afraid Jove may set them on to quarrel over their wine, and that they may do each other some harm which may disgrace both banquet and wooing, for the sight of arms sometimes tempts people to use them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.14–28",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, Τηλέμαχος δὲ φίλῳ ἐπεπείθετο πατρί,\nἐκ δὲ καλεσσάμενος προσέφη τροφὸν Εὐρύκλειαν·\nμαῖʼ, ἄγε δή μοι ἔρυξον ἐνὶ μεγάροισι γυναῖκας,\nὄφρα κεν ἐς θάλαμον καταθείομαι ἔντεα πατρὸς\nκαλά, τά μοι κατὰ οἶκον ἀκηδέα καπνὸς ἀμέρδει\nπατρὸς ἀποιχομένοιο· ἐγὼ δʼ ἔτι νήπιος ἦα.\nνῦν δʼ ἐθέλω καταθέσθαι, ἵνʼ οὐ πυρὸς ἵξετʼ ἀϋτμή.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε φίλη τροφὸς Εὐρύκλεια·\nαἲ γὰρ δή ποτε, τέκνον, ἐπιφροσύνας ἀνέλοιο\nοἴκου κήδεσθαι καὶ κτήματα πάντα φυλάσσειν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε, τίς τοι ἔπειτα μετοιχομένη φάος οἴσει;\nδμῳὰς δʼ οὐκ εἴας προβλωσκέμεν, αἵ κεν ἔφαινον.\nτὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nξεῖνος ὅδʼ· οὐ γὰρ ἀεργὸν ἀνέξομαι ὅς κεν ἐμῆς γε\nχοίνικος ἅπτηται, καὶ τηλόθεν εἰληλουθώς.",
    "en": "Telemachus approved of what his father had said, so he called nurse Euryclea and said, “Nurse, shut the women up in their room, while I take the armour that my father left behind him down into the store room. No one looks after it now my father is gone, and it has got all smirched with soot during my own boyhood. I want to take it down where the smoke cannot reach it.”\n“I wish, child,” answered Euryclea, “that you would take the management of the house into your own hands altogether, and look after all the property yourself. But who is to go with you and light you to the store-room? The maids would have done so, but you would not let them.”\n“The stranger,” said Telemachus, “shall show me a light; when people eat my bread they must earn it, no matter where they come from.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.29–40",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἐφώνησεν, τῇ δʼ ἄπτερος ἔπλετο μῦθος.\nκλήϊσεν δὲ θύρας μεγάρων εὖ ναιεταόντων.\nτὼ δʼ ἄρʼ ἀναΐξαντʼ Ὀδυσεὺς καὶ φαίδιμος υἱὸς\nἐσφόρεον κόρυθάς τε καὶ ἀσπίδας ὀμφαλοέσσας\nἔγχεά τʼ ὀξυόεντα· πάροιθε δὲ Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη,\nχρύσεον λύχνον ἔχουσα, φάος περικαλλὲς ἐποίει.\nδὴ τότε Τηλέμαχος προσεφώνεεν ὃν πατέρʼ αἶψα·\nὦ πάτερ, ἦ μέγα θαῦμα τόδʼ ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ὁρῶμαι.\nἔμπης μοι τοῖχοι μεγάρων καλαί τε μεσόδμαι,\nεἰλάτιναί τε δοκοί, καὶ κίονες ὑψόσʼ ἔχοντες\nφαίνοντʼ ὀφθαλμοῖς ὡς εἰ πυρὸς αἰθομένοιο.\nἦ μάλα τις θεὸς ἔνδον, οἳ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσι.",
    "en": "Euryclea did as she was told, and bolted the women inside their room. Then Ulysses and his son made all haste to take the helmets, shields, and spears inside; and Minerva went before them with a gold lamp in her hand that shed a soft and brilliant radiance, whereon Telemachus said, “Father, my eyes behold a great marvel: the walls, with the rafters, crossbeams, and the supports on which they rest are all aglow as with a flaming fire. Surely there is some god here who has come down from heaven.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.41–52",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nσίγα καὶ κατὰ σὸν νόον ἴσχανε μηδʼ ἐρέεινε·\nαὕτη τοι δίκη ἐστὶ θεῶν, οἳ Ὄλυμπον ἔχουσιν.\nἀλλὰ σὺ μὲν κατάλεξαι, ἐγὼ δʼ ὑπολείψομαι αὐτοῦ,\nὄφρα κʼ ἔτι δμῳὰς καὶ μητέρα σὴν ἐρεθίζω·\nἡ δέ μʼ ὀδυρομένη εἰρήσεται ἀμφὶς ἕκαστα.\nὣς φάτο, Τηλέμαχος δὲ διὲκ μεγάροιο βεβήκει\nκείων ἐς θάλαμον, δαΐδων ὕπο λαμπομενάων,\nἔνθα πάρος κοιμᾶθʼ, ὅτε μιν γλυκὺς ὕπνος ἱκάνοι·\nἔνθʼ ἄρα καὶ τότʼ ἔλεκτο καὶ Ἠῶ δῖαν ἔμιμνεν.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ ἐν μεγάρῳ ὑπελείπετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nμνηστήρεσσι φόνον σὺν Ἀθήνῃ μερμηρίζων.",
    "en": "“Hush,” answered Ulysses, “hold your peace and ask no questions, for this is the manner of the gods. Get you to your bed, and leave me here to talk with your mother and the maids. Your mother in her grief will ask me all sorts of questions.”\nOn this Telemachus went by torch-light to the other side of the inner court, to the room in which he always slept. There he lay in his bed till morning, while Ulysses was left in the cloister pondering on the means whereby with Minerva’s help he might be able to kill the suitors."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.53–69",
    "orig": "ἡ δʼ ἴεν ἐκ θαλάμοιο περίφρων Πηνελόπεια,\nἈρτέμιδι ἰκέλη ἠὲ χρυσέῃ Ἀφροδίτῃ.\nτῇ παρὰ μὲν κλισίην πυρὶ κάτθεσαν, ἔνθʼ ἄρʼ ἐφῖζε,\nδινωτὴν ἐλέφαντι καὶ ἀργύρῳ· ἥν ποτε τέκτων\nποίησʼ Ἰκμάλιος, καὶ ὑπὸ θρῆνυν ποσὶν ἧκε\nπροσφυέʼ ἐξ αὐτῆς, ὅθʼ ἐπὶ μέγα βάλλετο κῶας.\nἔνθα καθέζετʼ ἔπειτα περίφρων Πηνελόπεια.\nἦλθον δὲ δμῳαὶ λευκώλενοι ἐκ μεγάροιο.\nαἱ δʼ ἀπὸ μὲν σῖτον πολὺν ᾕρεον ἠδὲ τραπέζας\nκαὶ δέπα, ἔνθεν ἄρʼ ἄνδρες ὑπερμενέοντες ἔπινον·\nπῦρ δʼ ἀπὸ λαμπτήρων χαμάδις βάλον, ἄλλα δʼ ἐπʼ αὐτῶν\nνήησαν ξύλα πολλά, φόως ἔμεν ἠδὲ θέρεσθαι.\nἡ δʼ Ὀδυσῆʼ ἐνένιπε Μελανθὼ δεύτερον αὖτις·\nξεῖνʼ, ἔτι καὶ νῦν ἐνθάδʼ ἀνιήσεις διὰ νύκτα\nδινεύων κατὰ οἶκον, ὀπιπεύσεις δὲ γυναῖκας;\nἀλλʼ ἔξελθε θύραζε, τάλαν, καὶ δαιτὸς ὄνησο·\nἢ τάχα καὶ δαλῷ βεβλημένος εἶσθα θύραζε.",
    "en": "Then Penelope came down from her room looking like Venus or Diana, and they set her a seat inlaid with scrolls of silver and ivory near the fire in her accustomed place. It had been made by Icmalius and had a footstool all in one piece with the seat itself; and it was covered with a thick fleece: on this she now sat, and the maids came from the women’s room to join her. They set about removing the tables at which the wicked suitors had been dining, and took away the bread that was left, with the cups from which they had drunk. They emptied the embers out of the braziers, and heaped much wood upon them to give both light and heat; but Melantho began to rail at Ulysses a second time and said, “Stranger, do you mean to plague us by hanging about the house all night and spying upon the women? Be off, you wretch, outside, and eat your supper there, or you shall be driven out with a firebrand.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.70–88",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nδαιμονίη, τί μοι ὧδʼ ἐπέχεις κεκοτηότι θυμῷ;\nἦ ὅτι δὴ ῥυπόω, κακὰ δὲ χροῒ εἵματα εἷμαι,\nπτωχεύω δʼ ἀνὰ δῆμον; ἀναγκαίη γὰρ ἐπείγει.\nτοιοῦτοι πτωχοὶ καὶ ἀλήμονες ἄνδρες ἔασι\nκαὶ γὰρ ἐγώ ποτε οἶκον ἐν ἀνθρώποισιν ἔναιον\nὄλβιος ἀφνειὸν καὶ πολλάκι δόσκον ἀλήτῃ,\nτοίῳ ὁποῖος ἔοι καὶ ὅτευ κεχρημένος ἔλθοι·\nἦσαν δὲ δμῶες μάλα μυρίοι, ἄλλα τε πολλὰ\nοἷσίν τʼ εὖ ζώουσι καὶ ἀφνειοὶ καλέονται.\nἀλλὰ Ζεὺς ἀλάπαξε Κρονίων· ἤθελε γάρ που·\nτῷ νῦν μήποτε καὶ σύ, γύναι, ἀπὸ πᾶσαν ὀλέσσῃς\nἀγλαΐην, τῇ νῦν γε μετὰ δμῳῇσι κέκασσαι·\nμή πώς τοι δέσποινα κοτεσσαμένη χαλεπήνῃ,\nἢ Ὀδυσεὺς ἔλθῃ· ἔτι γὰρ καὶ ἐλπίδος αἶσα.\nεἰ δʼ ὁ μὲν ὣς ἀπόλωλε καὶ οὐκέτι νόστιμός ἐστιν,\nἀλλʼ ἤδη παῖς τοῖος Ἀπόλλωνός γε ἕκητι,\nΤηλέμαχος· τὸν δʼ οὔ τις ἐνὶ μεγάροισι γυναικῶν\nλήθει ἀτασθάλλουσʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐκέτι τηλίκος ἐστίν.",
    "en": "Ulysses scowled at her and answered, “My good woman, why should you be so angry with me? Is it because I am not clean, and my clothes are all in rags, and because I am obliged to go begging about after the manner of tramps and beggars generally? I too was a rich man once, and had a fine house of my own; in those days I gave to many a tramp such as I now am, no matter who he might be nor what he wanted. I had any number of servants, and all the other things which people have who live well and are accounted wealthy, but it pleased Jove to take all away from me; therefore, woman, beware lest you too come to lose that pride and place in which you now wanton above your fellows; have a care lest you get out of favour with your mistress, and lest Ulysses should come home, for there is still a chance that he may do so. Moreover, though he be dead as you think he is, yet by Apollo’s will he has left a son behind him, Telemachus, who will note anything done amiss by the maids in the house, for he is now no longer in his boyhood.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.89–105",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τοῦ δʼ ἤκουσε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια,\nἀμφίπολον δʼ ἐνένιπεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·\nπάντως, θαρσαλέη, κύον ἀδεές, οὔ τί με λήθεις\nἔρδουσα μέγα ἔργον, ὃ σῇ κεφαλῇ ἀναμάξεις·\nπάντα γὰρ εὖ ᾔδησθʼ, ἐπεὶ ἐξ ἐμεῦ ἔκλυες αὐτῆς\nὡς τὸν ξεῖνον ἔμελλον ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἐμοῖσιν\nἀμφὶ πόσει εἴρεσθαι, ἐπεὶ πυκινῶς ἀκάχημαι.\nἦ ῥα καὶ Εὐρυνόμην ταμίην πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπεν·\nΕὐρυνόμη, φέρε δὴ δίφρον καὶ κῶας ἐπʼ αὐτοῦ,\nὄφρα καθεζόμενος εἴπῃ ἔπος ἠδʼ ἐπακούσῃ\nὁ ξεῖνος ἐμέθεν· ἐθέλω δέ μιν ἐξερέεσθαι.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, ἡ δὲ μάλʼ ὀτραλέως κατέθηκε φέρουσα\nδίφρον ἐΰξεστον καὶ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ κῶας ἔβαλλεν·\nἔνθα καθέζετʼ ἔπειτα πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nτοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nξεῖνε, τὸ μέν σε πρῶτον ἐγὼν εἰρήσομαι αὐτή·\nτίς πόθεν εἶς ἀνδρῶν; πόθι τοι πόλις ἠδὲ τοκῆες;",
    "en": "Penelope heard what he was saying and scolded the maid, “Impudent baggage,” said she, “I see how abominably you are behaving, and you shall smart for it. You knew perfectly well, for I told you myself, that I was going to see the stranger and ask him about my husband, for whose sake I am in such continual sorrow.”\nThen she said to her head waiting woman Eurynome, “Bring a seat with a fleece upon it, for the stranger to sit upon while he tells his story, and listens to what I have to say. I wish to ask him some questions.”\nEurynome brought the seat at once and set a fleece upon it, and as soon as Ulysses had sat down Penelope began by saying, “Stranger, I shall first ask you who and whence are you? Tell me of your town and parents.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.106–122",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ γύναι, οὐκ ἄν τίς σε βροτῶν ἐπʼ ἀπείρονα γαῖαν\nνεικέοι· ἦ γάρ σευ κλέος οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἱκάνει,\nὥς τέ τευ ἢ βασιλῆος ἀμύμονος, ὅς τε θεουδὴς\nἀνδράσιν ἐν πολλοῖσι καὶ ἰφθίμοισιν ἀνάσσων\nεὐδικίας ἀνέχῃσι, φέρῃσι δὲ γαῖα μέλαινα\nπυροὺς καὶ κριθάς, βρίθῃσι δὲ δένδρεα καρπῷ,\nτίκτῃ δʼ ἔμπεδα μῆλα, θάλασσα δὲ παρέχῃ ἰχθῦς\nἐξ εὐηγεσίης, ἀρετῶσι δὲ λαοὶ ὑπʼ αὐτοῦ.\nτῷ ἐμὲ νῦν τὰ μὲν ἄλλα μετάλλα σῷ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nμηδʼ ἐμὸν ἐξερέεινε γένος καὶ πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nμή μοι μᾶλλον θυμὸν ἐνιπλήσῃς ὀδυνάων\nμνησαμένῳ μάλα δʼ εἰμὶ πολύστονος· οὐδέ τί με χρὴ\nοἴκῳ ἐν ἀλλοτρίῳ γοόωντά τε μυρόμενόν τε\nἧσθαι, ἐπεὶ κάκιον πενθήμεναι ἄκριτον αἰεί·\nμή τίς μοι δμῳῶν νεμεσήσεται, ἠὲ σύ γʼ αὐτή,\nφῇ δὲ δακρυπλώειν βεβαρηότα με φρένας οἴνῳ.",
    "en": "“Madam,” answered Ulysses, “who on the face of the whole earth can dare to chide with you? Your fame reaches the firmament of heaven itself; you are like some blameless king, who upholds righteousness, as the monarch over a great and valiant nation: the earth yields its wheat and barley, the trees are loaded with fruit, the ewes bring forth lambs, and the sea abounds with fish by reason of his virtues, and his people do good deeds under him. Nevertheless, as I sit here in your house, ask me some other question and do not seek to know my race and family, or you will recall memories that will yet more increase my sorrow. I am full of heaviness, but I ought not to sit weeping and wailing in another person’s house, nor is it well to be thus grieving continually. I shall have one of the servants or even yourself complaining of me, and saying that my eyes swim with tears because I am heavy with wine.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.123–135",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nξεῖνʼ, ἦ τοι μὲν ἐμὴν ἀρετὴν εἶδός τε δέμας τε\nὤλεσαν ἀθάνατοι, ὅτε Ἴλιον εἰσανέβαινον\nἈργεῖοι, μετὰ τοῖσι δʼ ἐμὸς πόσις ᾖεν Ὀδυσσεύς\nεἰ κεῖνός γʼ ἐλθὼν τὸν ἐμὸν βίον ἀμφιπολεύοι,\nμεῖζον κε κλέος εἴη ἐμὸν καὶ κάλλιον οὕτως.\nνῦν δʼ ἄχομαι· τόσα γάρ μοι ἐπέσσευεν κακὰ δαίμων.\nὅσσοι γὰρ νήσοισιν ἐπικρατέουσιν ἄριστοι,\nΔουλιχίῳ τε Σάμῃ τε καὶ ὑλήεντι Ζακύνθῳ,\nοἵ τʼ αὐτὴν Ἰθάκην εὐδείελον ἀμφινέμονται,\nοἵ μʼ ἀεκαζομένην μνῶνται, τρύχουσι δὲ οἶκον.\nτῷ οὔτε ξείνων ἐμπάζομαι οὔθʼ ἱκετάων\nοὔτε τι κηρύκων, οἳ δημιοεργοὶ ἔασιν·",
    "en": "Then Penelope answered, “Stranger, heaven robbed me of all beauty, whether of face or figure, when the Argives set sail for Troy and my dear husband with them. If he were to return and look after my affairs I should be both more respected and should show a better presence to the world. As it is, I am oppressed with care, and with the afflictions which heaven has seen fit to heap upon me. The chiefs from all our islands, Dulichium, Same, and Zacynthus, as also from Ithaca itself, are wooing me against my will and are wasting my estate. I can therefore show no attention to strangers, nor suppliants, nor to people who say that they are skilled artisans, but am all the time broken-hearted about Ulysses."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.136–147",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ Ὀδυσῆ ποθέουσα φίλον κατατήκομαι ἦτορ.\nοἱ δὲ γάμον σπεύδουσιν· ἐγὼ δὲ δόλους τολυπεύω.\nφᾶρος μέν μοι πρῶτον ἐνέπνευσε φρεσὶ δαίμων,\nστησαμένῃ μέγαν ἱστόν, ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ὑφαίνειν,\nλεπτὸν καὶ περίμετρον· ἄφαρ δʼ αὐτοῖς μετέειπον·\nκοῦροι, ἐμοὶ μνηστῆρες, ἐπεὶ θάνε δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nμίμνετʼ ἐπειγόμενοι τὸν ἐμὸν γάμον, εἰς ὅ κε φᾶρος\nἐκτελέσω, μή μοι μεταμώνια νήματʼ ὄληται,\nΛαέρτῃ ἥρωϊ ταφήϊον, εἰς ὅτε κέν μιν\nμοῖρʼ ὀλοὴ καθέλῃσι τανηλεγέος θανάτοιο·\nμή τίς μοι κατὰ δῆμον Ἀχαιϊάδων νεμεσήσῃ,\nαἴ κεν ἄτερ σπείρου κεῖται πολλὰ κτεατίσσας.",
    "en": "They want me to marry again at once, and I have to invent stratagems in order to deceive them. In the first place heaven put it in my mind to set up a great tambour-frame in my room, and to begin working upon an enormous piece of fine needlework. Then I said to them, ‘Sweethearts, Ulysses is indeed dead, still, do not press me to marry again immediately; wait, for I would not have my skill in needlework perish unrecorded, till I have finished making a pall for the hero Laertes, to be ready against the time when death shall take him. He is very rich, and the women of the place will talk if he is laid out without a pall.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.148–163",
    "orig": "ὣς ἐφάμην, τοῖσιν δʼ ἐπεπείθετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.\nἔνθα καὶ ἠματίη μὲν ὑφαίνεσκον μέγαν ἱστόν,\nνύκτας δʼ ἀλλύεσκον, ἐπεὶ δαΐδας παραθείμην.\nὣς τρίετες μὲν ἔληθον ἐγὼ καὶ ἔπειθον Ἀχαιούς·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε τέτρατον ἦλθεν ἔτος καὶ ἐπήλυθον ὧραι,\nμηνῶν φθινόντων, περὶ δʼ ἤματα πόλλʼ ἐτελέσθη,\nκαὶ τότε δή με διὰ δμῳάς, κύνας οὐκ ἀλεγούσας,\nεἷλον ἐπελθόντες καὶ ὁμόκλησαν ἐπέεσσιν.\nὣς τὸ μὲν ἐξετέλεσσα, καὶ οὐκ ἐθέλουσʼ, ὑπʼ ἀνάγκης·\nνῦν δʼ οὔτʼ ἐκφυγέειν δύναμαι γάμον οὔτε τινʼ ἄλλην\nμῆτιν ἔθʼ εὑρίσκω· μάλα δʼ ὀτρύνουσι τοκῆες\nγήμασθʼ, ἀσχαλάᾳ δὲ πάϊς βίοτον κατεδόντων,\nγιγνώσκων· ἤδη γὰρ ἀνὴρ οἷός τε μάλιστα\nοἴκου κήδεσθαι, τῷ τε Ζεὺς κῦδος ὀπάζει.\nἀλλὰ καὶ ὥς μοι εἰπὲ τεὸν γένος, ὁππόθεν ἐσσί.\nοὐ γὰρ ἀπὸ δρυός ἐσσι παλαιφάτου οὐδʼ ἀπὸ πέτρης.",
    "en": "This was what I said, and they assented; whereon I used to keep working at my great web all day long, but at night I would unpick the stitches again by torch light. I fooled them in this way for three years without their finding it out, but as time wore on and I was now in my fourth year, in the waning of moons, and many days had been accomplished, those good for nothing hussies my maids betrayed me to the suitors, who broke in upon me and caught me; they were very angry with me, so I was forced to finish my work whether I would or no. And now I do not see how I can find any further shift for getting out of this marriage. My parents are putting great pressure upon me, and my son chafes at the ravages the suitors are making upon his estate, for he is now old enough to understand all about it and is perfectly able to look after his own affairs, for heaven has blessed him with an excellent disposition. Still, notwithstanding all this, tell me who you are and where you come from, for you must have had father and mother of some sort; you cannot be the son of an oak or of a rock.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.164–184",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ γύναι αἰδοίη Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος,\nοὐκέτʼ ἀπολλήξεις τὸν ἐμὸν γόνον ἐξερέουσα;\nἀλλʼ ἔκ τοι ἐρέω· ἦ μέν μʼ ἀχέεσσί γε δώσεις\nπλείοσιν ἢ ἔχομαι· ἡ γὰρ δίκη, ὁππότε πάτρης\nἧς ἀπέῃσιν ἀνὴρ τόσσον χρόνον ὅσσον ἐγὼ νῦν,\nπολλὰ βροτῶν ἐπὶ ἄστεʼ ἀλώμενος, ἄλγεα πάσχων·\nἀλλὰ καὶ ὣς ἐρέω ὅ μʼ ἀνείρεαι ἠδὲ μεταλλᾷς.\nΚρήτη τις γαῖʼ ἔστι, μέσῳ ἐνὶ οἴνοπι πόντῳ,\nκαλὴ καὶ πίειρα, περίρρυτος· ἐν δʼ ἄνθρωποι\nπολλοί, ἀπειρέσιοι, καὶ ἐννήκοντα πόληες.\nἄλλη δʼ ἄλλων γλῶσσα μεμιγμένη· ἐν μὲν Ἀχαιοί,\nἐν δʼ Ἐτεόκρητες μεγαλήτορες, ἐν δὲ Κύδωνες,\nΔωριέες τε τριχάϊκες δῖοί τε Πελασγοί.\nτῇσι δʼ ἐνὶ Κνωσός, μεγάλη πόλις, ἔνθα τε Μίνως\nἐννέωρος βασίλευε Διὸς μεγάλου ὀαριστής,\nπατρὸς ἐμοῖο πατήρ, μεγαθύμου Δευκαλίωνος\nΔευκαλίων δʼ ἐμὲ τίκτε καὶ Ἰδομενῆα ἄνακτα·\nἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν ἐν νήεσσι κορωνίσιν Ἴλιον εἴσω\nᾤχεθʼ ἅμʼ Ἀτρείδῃσιν, ἐμοὶ δʼ ὄνομα κλυτὸν Αἴθων,\nὁπλότερος γενεῇ· ὁ δʼ ἄρα πρότερος καὶ ἀρείων.",
    "en": "Then Ulysses answered, “Madam, wife of Ulysses, since you persist in asking me about my family, I will answer, no matter what it costs me: people must expect to be pained when they have been exiles as long as I have, and suffered as much among as many peoples. Nevertheless, as regards your question I will tell you all you ask. There is a fair and fruitful island in mid-ocean called Crete; it is thickly peopled and there are ninety cities in it: the people speak many different languages which overlap one another, for there are Achaeans, brave Eteocretans, Dorians of three-fold race, and noble Pelasgi. There is a great town there, Cnossus, where Minos reigned who every nine years had a conference with Jove himself. Minos was father to Deucalion, whose son I am, for Deucalion had two sons Idomeneus and myself. Idomeneus sailed for Troy, and I, who am the younger, am called Aethon; my brother, however, was at once the older and the more valiant of the two;"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.185–202",
    "orig": "ἔνθʼ Ὀδυσῆα ἐγὼν ἰδόμην καὶ ξείνια δῶκα.\nκαὶ γὰρ τὸν Κρήτηνδε κατήγαγεν ἲς ἀνέμοιο,\nἱέμενον Τροίηνδε παραπλάγξασα Μαλειῶν·\nστῆσε δʼ ἐν Ἀμνισῷ, ὅθι τε σπέος Εἰλειθυίης,\nἐν λιμέσιν χαλεποῖσι, μόγις δʼ ὑπάλυξεν ἀέλλας.\nαὐτίκα δʼ Ἰδομενῆα μετάλλα ἄστυδʼ ἀνελθών·\nξεῖνον γάρ οἱ ἔφασκε φίλον τʼ ἔμεν αἰδοῖόν τε.\nτῷ δʼ ἤδη δεκάτη ἢ ἑνδεκάτη πέλεν ἠὼς\nοἰχομένῳ σὺν νηυσὶ κορωνίσιν Ἴλιον εἴσω.\nτὸν μὲν ἐγὼ πρὸς δώματʼ ἄγων ἐῢ ἐξείνισσα,\nἐνδυκέως φιλέων, πολλῶν κατὰ οἶκον ἐόντων·\nκαί οἱ τοῖς ἄλλοις ἑτάροις, οἳ ἅμʼ αὐτῷ ἕποντο,\nδημόθεν ἄλφιτα δῶκα καὶ αἴθοπα οἶνον ἀγείρας\nκαὶ βοῦς ἱρεύσασθαι, ἵνα πλησαίατο θυμόν.\nἔνθα δυώδεκα μὲν μένον ἤματα δῖοι Ἀχαιοί·\nεἴλει γὰρ Βορέης ἄνεμος μέγας οὐδʼ ἐπὶ γαίῃ\nεἴα ἵστασθαι, χαλεπὸς δέ τις ὤρορε δαίμων.\nτῇ τρισκαιδεκάτῃ δʼ ἄνεμος πέσε, τοὶ δʼ ἀνάγοντο.",
    "en": "hence it was in Crete that I saw Ulysses and showed him hospitality, for the winds took him there as he was on his way to Troy, carrying him out of his course from cape Malea and leaving him in Amnisus off the cave of Ilithuia, where the harbours are difficult to enter and he could hardly find shelter from the winds that were then raging. As soon as he got there he went into the town and asked for Idomeneus, claiming to be his old and valued friend, but Idomeneus had already set sail for Troy some ten or twelve days earlier, so I took him to my own house and showed him every kind of hospitality, for I had abundance of everything. Moreover, I fed the men who were with him with barley meal from the public store, and got subscriptions of wine and oxen for them to sacrifice to their heart’s content. They stayed with me twelve days, for there was a gale blowing from the North so strong that one could hardly keep one’s feet on land. I suppose some unfriendly god had raised it for them, but on the thirteenth day the wind dropped, and they got away.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.203–219",
    "orig": "ἴσκε ψεύδεα πολλὰ λέγων ἐτύμοισιν ὁμοῖα·\nτῆς δʼ ἄρʼ ἀκουούσης ῥέε δάκρυα, τήκετο δὲ χρώς·\nὡς δὲ χιὼν κατατήκετʼ ἐν ἀκροπόλοισιν ὄρεσσιν,\nἥν τʼ Εὖρος κατέτηξεν, ἐπὴν Ζέφυρος καταχεύῃ·\nτηκομένης δʼ ἄρα τῆς ποταμοὶ πλήθουσι ῥέοντες·\nὣς τῆς τήκετο καλὰ παρήϊα δάκρυ χεούσης,\nκλαιούσης ἑὸν ἄνδρα παρήμενον. αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nθυμῷ μὲν γοόωσαν ἑὴν ἐλέαιρε γυναῖκα,\nὀφθαλμοὶ δʼ ὡς εἰ κέρα ἕστασαν ἠὲ σίδηρος\nἀτρέμας ἐν βλεφάροισι· δόλῳ δʼ ὅ γε δάκρυα κεῦθεν.\nἡ δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν τάρφθη πολυδακρύτοιο γόοιο,\nἐξαῦτίς μιν ἔπεσσιν ἀμειβομένη προσέειπε·\nνῦν μὲν δή σευ, ξεῖνέ γʼ, ὀΐω πειρήσεσθαι,\nεἰ ἐτεὸν δὴ κεῖθι σὺν ἀντιθέοις ἑτάροισι\nξείνισας ἐν μεγάροισιν ἐμὸν πόσιν, ὡς ἀγορεύεις.\nεἰπέ μοι ὁπποῖʼ ἄσσα περὶ χροῒ εἵματα ἕστο,\nαὐτός θʼ οἷος ἔην, καὶ ἑταίρους, οἵ οἱ ἕποντο.",
    "en": "Many a plausible tale did Ulysses further tell her, and Penelope wept as she listened, for her heart was melted. As the snow wastes upon the mountain tops when the winds from South East and West have breathed upon it and thawed it till the rivers run bank full with water, even so did her cheeks overflow with tears for the husband who was all the time sitting by her side. Ulysses felt for her and was sorry for her, but he kept his eyes as hard as horn or iron without letting them so much as quiver, so cunningly did he restrain his tears. Then, when she had relieved herself by weeping, she turned to him again and said: “Now, stranger, I shall put you to the test and see whether or no you really did entertain my husband and his men, as you say you did. Tell me, then, how he was dressed, what kind of a man he was to look at, and so also with his companions.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.220–233",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ γύναι, ἀργαλέον τόσσον χρόνον ἀμφὶς ἐόντα\nεἰπέμεν· ἤδη γάρ οἱ ἐεικοστὸν ἔτος ἐστὶν\nἐξ οὗ κεῖθεν ἔβη καὶ ἐμῆς ἀπελήλυθε πάτρης·\nαὐτάρ τοι ἐρέω ὥς μοι ἰνδάλλεται ἦτορ.\nχλαῖναν πορφυρέην οὔλην ἔχε δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nδιπλῆν· αὐτάρ οἱ περόνη χρυσοῖο τέτυκτο\nαὐλοῖσιν διδύμοισι· πάροιθε δὲ δαίδαλον ἦεν·\nἐν προτέροισι πόδεσσι κύων ἔχε ποικίλον ἐλλόν,\nἀσπαίροντα λάων· τὸ δὲ θαυμάζεσκον ἅπαντες,\nὡς οἱ χρύσεοι ἐόντες ὁ μὲν λάε νεβρὸν ἀπάγχων,\nαὐτὰρ ὁ ἐκφυγέειν μεμαὼς ἤσπαιρε πόδεσσι.\nτὸν δὲ χιτῶνʼ ἐνόησα περὶ χροῒ σιγαλόεντα,\nοἷόν τε κρομύοιο λοπὸν κάτα ἰσχαλέοιο·",
    "en": "“Madam,” answered Ulysses, “it is such a long time ago that I can hardly say. Twenty years are come and gone since he left my home, and went elsewhither; but I will tell you as well as I can recollect. Ulysses wore a mantle of purple wool, double lined, and it was fastened by a gold brooch with two catches for the pin. On the face of this there was a device that shewed a dog holding a spotted fawn between his fore paws, and watching it as it lay panting upon the ground. Every one marvelled at the way in which these things had been done in gold, the dog looking at the fawn, and strangling it, while the fawn was struggling convulsively to escape. As for the shirt that he wore next his skin, it was so soft that it fitted him like the skin of an onion, and glistened in the sunlight to the admiration of all the women who beheld it."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.234–248",
    "orig": "τὼς μὲν ἔην μαλακός, λαμπρὸς δʼ ἦν ἠέλιος ὥς·\nἦ μὲν πολλαί γʼ αὐτὸν ἐθηήσαντο γυναῖκες.\nἄλλο δέ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ βάλλεο σῇσιν·\nοὐκ οἶδʼ ἢ τάδε ἕστο περὶ χροῒ οἴκοθʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἦ τις ἑταίρων δῶκε θοῆς ἐπὶ νηὸς ἰόντι,\nἤ τίς που καὶ ξεῖνος, ἐπεὶ πολλοῖσιν Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἔσκε φίλος· παῦροι γὰρ Ἀχαιῶν ἦσαν ὁμοῖοι.\nκαί οἱ ἐγὼ χάλκειον ἄορ καὶ δίπλακα δῶκα\nκαλὴν πορφυρέην καὶ τερμιόεντα χιτῶνα,\nαἰδοίως δʼ ἀπέπεμπον ἐϋσσέλμου ἐπὶ νηός.\nκαὶ μέν οἱ κῆρυξ ὀλίγον προγενέστερος αὐτοῦ\nεἵπετο· καὶ τόν τοι μυθήσομαι, οἷος ἔην περ.\nγυρὸς ἐν ὤμοισιν, μελανόχροος, οὐλοκάρηνος,\nΕὐρυβάτης δʼ ὄνομʼ ἔσκε· τίεν δέ μιν ἔξοχον ἄλλων\nὧν ἑτάρων Ὀδυσεύς, ὅτι οἱ φρεσὶν ἄρτια ᾔδη.",
    "en": "Furthermore I say, and lay my saying to your heart, that I do not know whether Ulysses wore these clothes when he left home, or whether one of his companions had given them to him while he was on his voyage; or possibly some one at whose house he was staying made him a present of them, for he was a man of many friends and had few equals among the Achaeans. I myself gave him a sword of bronze and a beautiful purple mantle, double lined, with a shirt that went down to his feet, and I sent him on board his ship with every mark of honour. He had a servant with him, a little older than himself, and I can tell you what he was like; his shoulders were hunched, he was dark, and he had thick curly hair. His name was Eurybates, and Ulysses treated him with greater familiarity than he did any of the others, as being the most like-minded with himself.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.249–260",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τῇ δʼ ἔτι μᾶλλον ὑφʼ ἵμερον ὦρσε γόοιο,\nσήματʼ ἀναγνούσῃ τά οἱ ἔμπεδα πέφραδʼ Ὀδυσσεύς.\nἡ δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν τάρφθη πολυδακρύτοιο γόοιο.\nκαὶ τότε μιν μύθοισιν ἀμειβομένη προσέειπε·\nνῦν μὲν δή μοι, ξεῖνε, πάρος περ ἐὼν ἐλεεινός,\nἐν μεγάροισιν ἐμοῖσι φίλος τʼ ἔσῃ αἰδοῖός τε·\nαὐτὴ γὰρ τάδε εἵματʼ ἐγὼ πόρον, οἷʼ ἀγορεύεις,\nπτύξασʼ ἐκ θαλάμου, περόνην τʼ ἐπέθηκα φαεινὴν\nκείνῳ ἄγαλμʼ ἔμεναι· τὸν δʼ οὐχ ὑποδέξομαι αὖτις\nοἴκαδε νοστήσαντα φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.\nτῷ ῥα κακῇ αἴσῃ κοίλης ἐπὶ νηὸς Ὀδυσσεὺς\nᾤχετʼ ἐποψόμενος Κακοΐλιον οὐκ ὀνομαστήν.",
    "en": "Penelope was moved still more deeply as she heard the indisputable proofs that Ulysses laid before her; and when she had again found relief in tears she said to him, “Stranger, I was already disposed to pity you, but henceforth you shall be honoured and made welcome in my house. It was I who gave Ulysses the clothes you speak of. I took them out of the store room and folded them up myself, and I gave him also the gold brooch to wear as an ornament. Alas! I shall never welcome him home again. It was by an ill fate that he ever set out for that detested city whose very name I cannot bring myself even to mention.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.261–276",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ γύναι αἰδοίη Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος,\nμηκέτι νῦν χρόα καλὸν ἐναίρεο, μηδέ τι θυμὸν\nτῆκε, πόσιν γοόωσα. νεμεσσῶμαί γε μὲν οὐδέν·\nκαὶ γάρ τίς τʼ ἀλλοῖον ὀδύρεται ἄνδρʼ ὀλέσασα\nκουρίδιον, τῷ τέκνα τέκῃ φιλότητι μιγεῖσα,\nἢ Ὀδυσῆʼ, ὅν φασι θεοῖς ἐναλίγκιον εἶναι.\nἀλλὰ γόου μὲν παῦσαι, ἐμεῖο δὲ σύνθεο μῦθον·\nνημερτέως γάρ τοι μυθήσομαι οὐδʼ ἐπικεύσω\nὡς ἤδη Ὀδυσῆος ἐγὼ περὶ νόστου ἄκουσα\nἀγχοῦ, Θεσπρωτῶν ἀνδρῶν ἐν πίονι δήμῳ,\nζωοῦ· αὐτὰρ ἄγει κειμήλια πολλὰ καὶ ἐσθλὰ\nαἰτίζων ἀνὰ δῆμον. ἀτὰρ ἐρίηρας ἑταίρους\nὤλεσε καὶ νῆα γλαφυρὴν ἐνὶ οἴνοπι πόντῳ,\nΘρινακίης ἄπο νήσου ἰών· ὀδύσαντο γὰρ αὐτῷ\nΖεύς τε καὶ Ἠέλιος· τοῦ γὰρ βόας ἔκταν ἑταῖροι.",
    "en": "Then Ulysses answered, “Madam, wife of Ulysses, do not disfigure yourself further by grieving thus bitterly for your loss, though I can hardly blame you for doing so. A woman who has loved her husband and borne him children, would naturally be grieved at losing him, even though he were a worse man than Ulysses, who they say was like a god. Still, cease your tears and listen to what I can tell you. I will hide nothing from you, and can say with perfect truth that I have lately heard of Ulysses as being alive and on his way home; he is among the Thesprotians, and is bringing back much valuable treasure that he has begged from one and another of them; but his ship and all his crew were lost as they were leaving the Thrinacian island, for Jove and the sun-god were angry with him because his men had slaughtered the sun-god’s cattle, and they were all drowned to a man."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.277–290",
    "orig": "οἱ μὲν πάντες ὄλοντο πολυκλύστῳ ἐνὶ πόντῳ·\nτὸν δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπὶ τρόπιος νεὸς ἔκβαλε κῦμʼ ἐπὶ χέρσου,\nΦαιήκων ἐς γαῖαν, οἳ ἀγχίθεοι γεγάασιν,\nοἳ δή μιν περὶ κῆρι θεὸν ὣς τιμήσαντο\nκαί οἱ πολλὰ δόσαν πέμπειν τέ μιν ἤθελον αὐτοὶ\nοἴκαδʼ ἀπήμαντον. καί κεν πάλαι ἐνθάδʼ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἤην· ἀλλʼ ἄρα οἱ τό γε κέρδιον εἴσατο θυμῷ,\nχρήματʼ ἀγυρτάζειν πολλὴν ἐπὶ γαῖαν ἰόντι·\nὣς περὶ κέρδεα πολλὰ καταθνητῶν ἀνθρώπων\nοἶδʼ Ὀδυσεύς, οὐδʼ ἄν τις ἐρίσσειε βροτὸς ἄλλος.\nὥς μοι Θεσπρωτῶν βασιλεὺς μυθήσατο Φείδων·\nὤμνυε δὲ πρὸς ἔμʼ αὐτόν, ἀποσπένδων ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nνῆα κατειρύσθαι καὶ ἐπαρτέας ἔμμεν ἑταίρους,\nοἳ δή μιν πέμψουσι φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.",
    "en": "But Ulysses stuck to the keel of the ship and was drifted on to the land of the Phaeacians, who are near of kin to the immortals, and who treated him as though he had been a god, giving him many presents, and wishing to escort him home safe and sound. In fact Ulysses would have been here long ago, had he not thought better to go from land to land gathering wealth; for there is no man living who is so wily as he is; there is no one can compare with him. Pheidon king of the Thesprotians told me all this, and he swore to me, making drink-offerings in his house as he did so, that the ship was by the water side and the crew found who would take Ulysses to his own country."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.291–307",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἐμὲ πρὶν ἀπέπεμψε· τύχησε γὰρ ἐρχομένη νηῦς\nἀνδρῶν Θεσπρωτῶν ἐς Δουλίχιον πολύπυρον.\nκαί μοι κτήματʼ ἔδειξεν, ὅσα ξυναγείρατʼ Ὀδυσσεύς·\nκαί νύ κεν ἐς δεκάτην γενεὴν ἕτερόν γʼ ἔτι βόσκοι,\nὅσσα οἱ ἐν μεγάροις κειμήλια κεῖτο ἄνακτος.\nτὸν δʼ ἐς Δωδώνην φάτο βήμεναι, ὄφρα θεοῖο\nἐκ δρυὸς ὑψικόμοιο Διὸς βουλὴν ἐπακούσαι,\nὅππως νοστήσειε φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν\nἤδη δὴν ἀπεών, ἢ ἀμφαδὸν ἦε κρυφηδόν.\nὣς ὁ μὲν οὕτως ἐστὶ σόος καὶ ἐλεύσεται ἤδη\nἄγχι μάλʼ, οὐδʼ ἔτι τῆλε φίλων καὶ πατρίδος αἴης\nδηρὸν ἀπεσσεῖται· ἔμπης δέ τοι ὅρκια δώσω.\nἴστω νῦν Ζεὺς πρῶτα, θεῶν ὕπατος καὶ ἄριστος,\nἱστίη τʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἀμύμονος, ἣν ἀφικάνω·\nἦ μέν τοι τάδε πάντα τελείεται ὡς ἀγορεύω.\nτοῦδʼ αὐτοῦ λυκάβαντος ἐλεύσεται ἐνθάδʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nτοῦ μὲν φθίνοντος μηνός, τοῦ δʼ ἱσταμένοιο.",
    "en": "He sent me off first, for there happened to be a Thesprotian ship sailing for the wheat-growing island of Dulichium, but he showed me all the treasure Ulysses had got together, and he had enough lying in the house of king Pheidon to keep his family for ten generations; but the king said Ulysses had gone to Dodona that he might learn Jove’s mind from the high oak tree, and know whether after so long an absence he should return to Ithaca openly or in secret. So you may know he is safe and will be here shortly; he is close at hand and cannot remain away from home much longer; nevertheless I will confirm my words with an oath, and call Jove who is the first and mightiest of all gods to witness, as also that hearth of Ulysses to which I have now come, that all I have spoken shall surely come to pass. Ulysses will return in this self same year; with the end of this moon and the beginning of the next he will be here.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.308–319",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nαἲ γὰρ τοῦτο, ξεῖνε, ἔπος τετελεσμένον εἴη·\nτῷ κε τάχα γνοίης φιλότητά τε πολλά τε δῶρα\nἐξ ἐμεῦ, ὡς ἄν τίς σε συναντόμενος μακαρίζοι.\nἀλλά μοι ὧδʼ ἀνὰ θυμὸν ὀΐεται, ὡς ἔσεταί περ·\nοὔτʼ Ὀδυσεὺς ἔτι οἶκον ἐλεύσεται, οὔτε σὺ πομπῆς\nτεύξῃ, ἐπεὶ οὐ τοῖοι σημάντορές εἰσʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nοἷος Ὀδυσσεὺς ἔσκε μετʼ ἀνδράσιν, εἴ ποτʼ ἔην γε,\nξείνους αἰδοίους ἀποπεμπέμεν ἠδὲ δέχεσθαι.\nἀλλά μιν, ἀμφίπολοι, ἀπονίψατε, κάτθετε δʼ εὐνήν,\nδέμνια καὶ χλαίνας καὶ ῥήγεα σιγαλόεντα,\nὥς κʼ εὖ θαλπιόων χρυσόθρονον Ἠῶ ἵκηται.",
    "en": "“May it be even so,” answered Penelope; “if your words come true you shall have such gifts and such good will from me that all who see you shall congratulate you; but I know very well how it will be. Ulysses will not return, neither will you get your escort hence, for so surely as that Ulysses ever was, there are now no longer any such masters in the house as he was, to receive honourable strangers or to further them on their way home. And now, you maids, wash his feet for him, and make him a bed on a couch with rugs and blankets, that he may be warm and quiet till morning."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.320–334",
    "orig": "ἠῶθεν δὲ μάλʼ ἦρι λοέσσαι τε χρῖσαί τε,\nὥς κʼ ἔνδον παρὰ Τηλεμάχῳ δείπνοιο μέδηται\nἥμενος ἐν μεγάρῳ· τῷ δʼ ἄλγιον ὅς κεν ἐκείνων\nτοῦτον ἀνιάζῃ θυμοφθόρος· οὐδέ τι ἔργον\nἐνθάδʼ ἔτι πρήξει, μάλα περ κεχολωμένος αἰνῶς.\nπῶς γὰρ ἐμεῦ σύ, ξεῖνε, δαήσεαι εἴ τι γυναικῶν\nἀλλάων περίειμι νόον καὶ ἐπίφρονα μῆτιν,\nεἴ κεν ἀϋσταλέος, κακὰ εἱμένος ἐν μεγάροισιν\nδαινύῃ; ἄνθρωποι δὲ μινυνθάδιοι τελέθουσιν.\nὃς μὲν ἀπηνὴς αὐτὸς ἔῃ καὶ ἀπηνέα εἰδῇ,\nτῷ δὲ καταρῶνται πάντες βροτοὶ ἄλγεʼ ὀπίσσω\nζωῷ, ἀτὰρ τεθνεῶτί γʼ ἐφεψιόωνται ἅπαντες·\nὃς δʼ ἂν ἀμύμων αὐτὸς ἔῃ καὶ ἀμύμονα εἰδῇ,\nτοῦ μέν τε κλέος εὐρὺ δὶα ξεῖνοι φορέουσι\nπάντας ἐπʼ ἀνθρώπους, πολλοί τέ μιν ἐσθλὸν ἔειπον.",
    "en": "Then, at day break wash him and anoint him again, that he may sit in the cloister and take his meals with Telemachus. It shall be the worse for any one of these hateful people who is uncivil to him; like it or not, he shall have no more to do in this house. For how, sir, shall you be able to learn whether or no I am superior to others of my sex both in goodness of heart and understanding, if I let you dine in my cloisters squalid and ill clad? Men live but for a little season; if they are hard, and deal hardly, people wish them ill so long as they are alive, and speak contemptuously of them when they are dead, but he that is righteous and deals righteously, the people tell of his praise among all lands, and many shall call him blessed.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.335–348",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ γύναι αἰδοίη Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος,\nἦ τοι ἐμοὶ χλαῖναι καὶ ῥήγεα σιγαλόεντα\nἤχθεθʼ, ὅτε πρῶτον Κρήτης ὄρεα νιφόεντα\nνοσφισάμην ἐπὶ νηὸς ἰὼν δολιχηρέτμοιο,\nκείω δʼ ὡς τὸ πάρος περ ἀΰπνους νύκτας ἴαυον·\nπολλὰς γὰρ δὴ νύκτας ἀεικελίῳ ἐνὶ κοίτῃ\nἄεσα καί τʼ ἀνέμεινα ἐΰθρονον Ἠῶ δῖαν.\nοὐδέ τί μοι ποδάνιπτρα ποδῶν ἐπιήρανα θυμῷ\nγίγνεται· οὐδὲ γυνὴ ποδὸς ἅψεται ἡμετέροιο\nτάων αἵ τοι δῶμα κάτα δρήστειραι ἔασιν,\nεἰ μή τις γρηῦς ἔστι παλαιή, κεδνὰ ἰδυῖα,\nἥ τις δὴ τέτληκε τόσα φρεσὶν ὅσσα τʼ ἐγώ περ·\nτῇ δʼ οὐκ ἂν φθονέοιμι ποδῶν ἅψασθαι ἐμεῖο.",
    "en": "Ulysses answered, “Madam, I have foresworn rugs and blankets from the day that I left the snowy ranges of Crete to go on shipboard. I will lie as I have lain on many a sleepless night hitherto. Night after night have I passed in any rough sleeping place, and waited for morning. Nor, again, do I like having my feet washed; I shall not let any of the young hussies about your house touch my feet; but, if you have any old and respectable woman who has gone through as much trouble as I have, I will allow her to wash them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.349–364",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nξεῖνε φίλʼ· οὐ γάρ πώ τις ἀνὴρ πεπνυμένος ὧδε\nξείνων τηλεδαπῶν φιλίων ἐμὸν ἵκετο δῶμα,\nὡς σὺ μάλʼ εὐφραδέως πεπνυμένα πάντʼ ἀγορεύεις·\nἔστι δέ μοι γρηῢς πυκινὰ φρεσὶ μήδεʼ ἔχουσα\nἣ κεῖνον δύστηνον ἐῢ τρέφεν ἠδʼ ἀτίταλλε,\nδεξαμένη χείρεσσʼ, ὅτε μιν πρῶτον τέκε μήτηρ,\nἥ σε πόδας νίψει, ὀλιγηπελέουσά περ ἔμπης.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν ἀνστᾶσα, περίφρων Εὐρύκλεια,\nνίψον σοῖο ἄνακτος ὁμήλικα· καί που Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἤδη τοιόσδʼ ἐστὶ πόδας τοιόσδε τε χεῖρας·\nαἶψα γὰρ ἐν κακότητι βροτοὶ καταγηράσκουσιν.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, γρηῢς δὲ κατέσχετο χερσὶ πρόσωπα,\nδάκρυα δʼ ἔκβαλε θερμά, ἔπος δʼ ὀλοφυδνὸν ἔειπεν·\nὤ μοι ἐγὼ σέο, τέκνον, ἀμήχανος· ἦ σε περὶ Ζεὺς\nἀνθρώπων ἤχθηρε θεουδέα θυμὸν ἔχοντα.",
    "en": "To this Penelope said, “My dear sir, of all the guests who ever yet came to my house there never was one who spoke in all things with such admirable propriety as you do. There happens to be in the house a most respectable old woman, the same who received my poor dear husband in her arms the night he was born, and nursed him in infancy. She is very feeble now, but she shall wash your feet.” “Come here,” said she, “Euryclea, and wash your master’s age-mate; I suppose Ulysses’ hands and feet are very much the same now as his are, for trouble ages all of us dreadfully fast.”\nOn these words the old woman covered her face with her hands; she began to weep and made lamentation saying, “My dear child, I cannot think whatever I am to do with you. I am certain no one was ever more god-fearing than yourself, and yet Jove hates you."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.365–385",
    "orig": "οὐ γάρ πώ τις τόσσα βροτῶν Διὶ τερπικεραύνῳ\nπίονα μηρίʼ ἔκηʼ οὐδʼ ἐξαίτους ἑκατόμβας,\nὅσσα σὺ τῷ ἐδίδους, ἀρώμενος ἧος ἵκοιο\nγῆράς τε λιπαρὸν θρέψαιό τε φαίδιμον υἱόν·\nνῦν δέ τοι οἴῳ πάμπαν ἀφείλετο νόστιμον ἦμαρ.\nοὕτω που καὶ κείνῳ ἐφεψιόωντο γυναῖκες\nξείνων τηλεδαπῶν, ὅτε τευ κλυτὰ δώμαθʼ ἵκοιτο,\nὡς σέθεν αἱ κύνες αἵδε καθεψιόωνται ἅπασαι,\nτάων νῦν λώβην τε καὶ αἴσχεα πόλλʼ ἀλεείνων\nοὐκ ἐάᾳς νίζειν· ἐμὲ δʼ οὐκ ἀέκουσαν ἄνωγε\nκούρη Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρων Πηνελόπεια.\nτῷ σε πόδας νίψω ἅμα τʼ αὐτῆς Πηνελοπείης\nκαὶ σέθεν εἵνεκʼ, ἐπεί μοι ὀρώρεται ἔνδοθι θυμὸς\nκήδεσιν. ἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν ξυνίει ἔπος, ὅττι κεν εἴπω·\nπολλοὶ δὴ ξεῖνοι ταλαπείριοι ἐνθάδʼ ἵκοντο,\nἀλλʼ οὔ πώ τινά φημι ἐοικότα ὧδε ἰδέσθαι\nὡς σὺ δέμας φωνήν τε πόδας τʼ Ὀδυσῆϊ ἔοικας.\nτὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ γρηῦ, οὕτω φασὶν ὅσοι ἴδον ὀφθαλμοῖσιν\nἡμέας ἀμφοτέρους, μάλα εἰκέλω ἀλλήλοιϊν\nἔμμεναι, ὡς σύ περ αὐτὴ ἐπιφρονέουσʼ ἀγορεύεις.",
    "en": "No one in the whole world ever burned him more thigh bones, nor gave him finer hecatombs when you prayed you might come to a green old age yourself and see your son grow up to take after you: yet see how he has prevented you alone from ever getting back to your own home. I have no doubt the women in some foreign palace which Ulysses has got to are gibing at him as all these sluts here have been gibing at you. I do not wonder at your not choosing to let them wash you after the manner in which they have insulted you; I will wash your feet myself gladly enough, as Penelope has said that I am to do so; I will wash them both for Penelope’s sake and for your own, for you have raised the most lively feelings of compassion in my mind; and let me say this moreover, which pray attend to; we have had all kinds of strangers in distress come here before now, but I make bold to say that no one ever yet came who was so like Ulysses in figure, voice, and feet as you are.”\n“Those who have seen us both,” answered Ulysses, “have always said we were wonderfully like each other, and now you have noticed it too.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.386–405",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, γρηῢς δὲ λέβηθʼ ἕλε παμφανόωντα\nτοῦ πόδας ἐξαπένιζεν, ὕδωρ δʼ ἐνεχεύατο πουλὺ\nψυχρόν, ἔπειτα δὲ θερμὸν ἐπήφυσεν. αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἷζεν ἐπʼ ἐσχαρόφιν, ποτὶ δὲ σκότον ἐτράπετʼ αἶψα·\nαὐτίκα γὰρ κατὰ θυμὸν ὀΐσατο, μή ἑ λαβοῦσα\nοὐλὴν ἀμφράσσαιτο καὶ ἀμφαδὰ ἔργα γένοιτο.\nνίζε δʼ ἄρʼ ἆσσον ἰοῦσα ἄναχθʼ ἑόν· αὐτίκα δʼ ἔγνω\nοὐλήν, τήν ποτέ μιν σῦς ἤλασε λευκῷ ὀδόντι\nΠαρνησόνδʼ ἐλθόντα μετʼ Αὐτόλυκόν τε καὶ υἷας,\nμητρὸς ἑῆς πάτερʼ ἐσθλόν, ὃς ἀνθρώπους ἐκέκαστο\nκλεπτοσύνῃ θʼ ὅρκῳ τε· θεὸς δέ οἱ αὐτὸς ἔδωκεν\nἙρμείας· τῷ γὰρ κεχαρισμένα μηρία καῖεν\nἀρνῶν ἠδʼ ἐρίφων· ὁ δέ οἱ πρόφρων ἅμʼ ὀπήδει.\nΑὐτόλυκος δʼ ἐλθὼν Ἰθάκης ἐς πίονα δῆμον\nπαῖδα νέον γεγαῶτα κιχήσατο θυγατέρος ἧς·\nτόν ῥά οἱ Εὐρύκλεια φίλοις ἐπὶ γούνασι θῆκε\nπαυομένῳ δόρποιο, ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nΑὐτόλυκʼ, αὐτὸς νῦν ὄνομʼ εὕρεο ὅττι κε θῆαι\nπαιδὸς παιδὶ φίλῳ· πολυάρητος δέ τοί ἐστιν.\nτὴν δʼ αὖτʼ Αὐτόλυκος ἀπαμείβετο φώνησέν τε·",
    "en": "Then the old woman took the cauldron in which she was going to wash his feet, and poured plenty of cold water into it, adding hot till the bath was warm enough. Ulysses sat by the fire, but ere long he turned away from the light, for it occurred to him that when the old woman had hold of his leg she would recognise a certain scar which it bore, whereon the whole truth would come out. And indeed as soon as she began washing her master, she at once knew the scar as one that had been given him by a wild boar when he was hunting on Mt. Parnassus with his excellent grandfather Autolycus, who was the most accomplished thief and perjurer in the whole world, and with the sons of Autolycus. Mercury himself had endowed him with this gift, for he used to burn the thigh bones of goats and kids to him, so he took pleasure in his companionship. It happened once that Autolycus had gone to Ithaca and had found the child of his daughter just born. As soon as he had done supper Euryclea set the infant upon his knees and said, “Autolycus, you must find a name for your grandson; you greatly wished that you might have one.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.406–425",
    "orig": "γαμβρὸς ἐμὸς θυγάτηρ τε, τίθεσθʼ ὄνομʼ ὅττι κεν εἴπω·\nπολλοῖσιν γὰρ ἐγώ γε ὀδυσσάμενος τόδʼ ἱκάνω,\nἀνδράσιν ἠδὲ γυναιξὶν ἀνὰ χθόνα πουλυβότειραν·\nτῷ δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς ὄνομʼ ἔστω ἐπώνυμον· αὐτὰρ ἐγώ γε,\nὁππότʼ ἂν ἡβήσας μητρώϊον ἐς μέγα δῶμα\nἔλθῃ Παρνησόνδʼ, ὅθι πού μοι κτήματʼ ἔασι,\nτῶν οἱ ἐγὼ δώσω καί μιν χαίροντʼ ἀποπέμψω.\nτῶν ἕνεκʼ ἦλθʼ Ὀδυσεύς, ἵνα οἱ πόροι ἀγλαὰ δῶρα.\nτὸν μὲν ἄρʼ Αὐτόλυκός τε καὶ υἱέες Αὐτολύκοιο\nχερσίν τʼ ἠσπάζοντο ἔπεσσί τε μειλιχίοισι·\nμήτηρ δʼ Ἀμφιθέη μητρὸς περιφῦσʼ Ὀδυσῆϊ\nκύσσʼ ἄρα μιν κεφαλήν τε καὶ ἄμφω φάεα καλά.\nΑὐτόλυκος δʼ υἱοῖσιν ἐκέκλετο κυδαλίμοισι\nδεῖπνον ἐφοπλίσσαι· τοὶ δʼ ὀτρύνοντος ἄκουσαν,\nαὐτίκα δʼ εἰσάγαγον βοῦν ἄρσενα πενταέτηρον·\nτὸν δέρον ἀμφί θʼ ἕπον, καί μιν διέχευαν ἅπαντα,\nμίστυλλόν τʼ ἄρʼ ἐπισταμένως πεῖράν τʼ ὀβελοῖσιν,\nὤπτησάν τε περιφραδέως, δάσσαντό τε μοίρας.\nὣς τότε μὲν πρόπαν ἦμαρ ἐς ἠέλιον καταδύντα\nδαίνυντʼ, οὐδέ τι θυμὸς ἐδεύετο δαιτὸς ἐΐσης·",
    "en": "“Son-in-law and daughter,” replied Autolycus, “call the child thus: I am highly displeased with a large number of people in one place and another, both men and women; so name the child ‘Ulysses,’ or the child of anger. When he grows up and comes to visit his mother’s family on Mt. Parnassus, where my possessions lie, I will make him a present and will send him on his way rejoicing.”\nUlysses, therefore, went to Parnassus to get the presents from Autolycus, who with his sons shook hands with him and gave him welcome. His grandmother Amphithea threw her arms about him, and kissed his head, and both his beautiful eyes, while Autolycus desired his sons to get dinner ready, and they did as he told them. They brought in a five year old bull, flayed it, made it ready and divided it into joints; these they then cut carefully up into smaller pieces and spitted them; they roasted them sufficiently and served the portions round. Thus through the livelong day to the going down of the sun they feasted, and every man had his full share so that all were satisfied; but when the sun set and it came on dark, they went to bed and enjoyed the boon of sleep."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.426–443",
    "orig": "ἦμος δʼ ἠέλιος κατέδυ καὶ ἐπὶ κνέφας ἦλθεν,\nδὴ τότε κοιμήσαντο καὶ ὕπνου δῶρον ἕλοντο.\nἦμος δʼ ἠριγένεια φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nβάν ῥʼ ἴμεν ἐς θήρην, ἠμὲν κύνες ἠδὲ καὶ αὐτοὶ\nυἱέες Αὐτολύκου· μετὰ τοῖσι δὲ δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἤϊεν· αἰπὺ δʼ ὄρος προσέβαν καταειμένον ὕλῃ\nΠαρνησοῦ, τάχα δʼ ἵκανον πτύχας ἠνεμοέσσας.\nἨέλιος μὲν ἔπειτα νέον προσέβαλλεν ἀρούρας\nἐξ ἀκαλαρρείταο βαθυρρόου Ὠκεανοῖο,\nοἱ δʼ ἐς βῆσσαν ἵκανον ἐπακτῆρες· πρὸ δʼ ἄρʼ αὐτῶν\nἴχνιʼ ἐρευνῶντες κύνες ἤϊσαν, αὐτὰρ ὄπισθεν\nυἱέες Αὐτολύκου· μετὰ τοῖσι δὲ δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἤϊεν ἄγχι κυνῶν, κραδάων δολιχόσκιον ἔγχος.\nἔνθα δʼ ἄρʼ ἐν λόχμῃ πυκινῇ κατέκειτο μέγας σῦς·\nτὴν μὲν ἄρʼ οὔτʼ ἀνέμων διάει μένος ὑγρὸν ἀέντων,\nοὔτε μιν Ἠέλιος φαέθων ἀκτῖσιν ἔβαλλεν,\nοὔτʼ ὄμβρος περάασκε διαμπερές· ὣς ἄρα πυκνὴ\nἦεν, ἀτὰρ φύλλων ἐνέην χύσις ἤλιθα πολλή.",
    "en": "When the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, the sons of Autolycus went out with their hounds hunting, and Ulysses went too. They climbed the wooded slopes of Parnassus and soon reached its breezy upland valleys; but as the sun was beginning to beat upon the fields, fresh-risen from the slow still currents of Oceanus, they came to a mountain dell. The dogs were in front searching for the tracks of the beast they were chasing, and after them came the sons of Autolycus, among whom was Ulysses, close behind the dogs, and he had a long spear in his hand. Here was the lair of a huge boar among some thick brushwood, so dense that the wind and rain could not get through it, nor could the sun’s rays pierce it, and the ground underneath lay thick with fallen leaves."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.444–458",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀνδρῶν τε κυνῶν τε περὶ κτύπος ἦλθε ποδοῖϊν,\nὡς ἐπάγοντες ἐπῇσαν· ὁ δʼ ἀντίος ἐκ ξυλόχοιο\nφρίξας εὖ λοφιήν, πῦρ δʼ ὀφθαλμοῖσι δεδορκώς,\nστῆ ῥʼ αὐτῶν σχεδόθεν· ὁ δʼ ἄρα πρώτιστος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἔσσυτʼ ἀνασχόμενος δολιχὸν δόρυ χειρὶ παχείῃ,\nοὐτάμεναι μεμαώς· ὁ δέ μιν φθάμενος ἔλασεν σῦς\nγουνὸς ὕπερ, πολλὸν δὲ διήφυσε σαρκὸς ὀδόντι\nλικριφὶς ἀΐξας, οὐδʼ ὀστέον ἵκετο φωτός.\nτὸν δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς οὔτησε τυχὼν κατὰ δεξιὸν ὦμον,\nἀντικρὺ δὲ διῆλθε φαεινοῦ δουρὸς ἀκωκή·\nκὰδ δʼ ἔπεσʼ ἐν κονίῃσι μακών, ἀπὸ δʼ ἔπτατο θυμός.\nτὸν μὲν ἄρʼ Αὐτολύκου παῖδες φίλοι ἀμφεπένοντο,\nὠτειλὴν δʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἀμύμονος ἀντιθέοιο\nδῆσαν ἐπισταμένως, ἐπαοιδῇ δʼ αἷμα κελαινὸν\nἔσχεθον, αἶψα δʼ ἵκοντο φίλου πρὸς δώματα πατρός.",
    "en": "The boar heard the noise of the men’s feet, and the hounds baying on every side as the huntsmen came up to him, so he rushed from his lair, raised the bristles on his neck, and stood at bay with fire flashing from his eyes. Ulysses was the first to raise his spear and try to drive it into the brute, but the boar was too quick for him, and charged him sideways, ripping him above the knee with a gash that tore deep though it did not reach the bone. As for the boar, Ulysses hit him on the right shoulder, and the point of the spear went right through him, so that he fell groaning in the dust until the life went out of him. The sons of Autolycus busied themselves with the carcass of the boar, and bound Ulysses’ wound; then, after saying a spell to stop the bleeding, they went home as fast as they could."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.459–475",
    "orig": "τὸν μὲν ἄρʼ Αὐτόλυκός τε καὶ υἱέες Αὐτολύκοιο\nεὖ ἰησάμενοι ἠδʼ ἀγλαὰ δῶρα πορόντες\nκαρπαλίμως χαίροντα φίλην ἐς πατρίδʼ ἔπεμπον\nεἰς Ἰθάκην. τῷ μέν ῥα πατὴρ καὶ πότνια μήτηρ\nχαῖρον νοστήσαντι καὶ ἐξερέεινον ἕκαστα,\nοὐλὴν ὅττι πάθοι· ὁ δʼ ἄρα σφίσιν εὖ κατέλεξεν\nὥς μιν θηρεύοντʼ ἔλασεν σῦς λευκῷ ὀδόντι,\nΠαρνησόνδʼ ἐλθόντα σὺν υἱάσιν Αὐτολύκοιο.\nτὴν γρηῢς χείρεσσι καταπρηνέσσι λαβοῦσα\nγνῶ ῥʼ ἐπιμασσαμένη, πόδα δὲ προέηκε φέρεσθαι·\nἐν δὲ λέβητι πέσε κνήμη, κανάχησε δὲ χαλκός,\nἂψ δʼ ἑτέρωσʼ ἐκλίθη· τὸ δʼ ἐπὶ χθονὸς ἐξέχυθʼ ὕδωρ.\nτὴν δʼ ἅμα χάρμα καὶ ἄλγος ἕλε φρένα, τὼ δέ οἱ ὄσσε\nδακρυόφι πλῆσθεν, θαλερὴ δέ οἱ ἔσχετο φωνή.\nἁψαμένη δὲ γενείου Ὀδυσσῆα προσέειπεν·\nἦ μάλʼ Ὀδυσσεύς ἐσσι, φίλον τέκος· οὐδέ σʼ ἐγώ γε\nπρὶν ἔγνων, πρὶν πάντα ἄνακτʼ ἐμὸν ἀμφαφάασθαι.",
    "en": "But when Autolycus and his sons had thoroughly healed Ulysses, they made him some splendid presents, and sent him back to Ithaca with much mutual good will. When he got back, his father and mother were rejoiced to see him, and asked him all about it, and how he had hurt himself to get the scar; so he told them how the boar had ripped him when he was out hunting with Autolycus and his sons on Mt. Parnassus.\nAs soon as Euryclea had got the scarred limb in her hands and had well hold of it, she recognised it and dropped the foot at once. The leg fell into the bath, which rang out and was overturned, so that all the water was spilt on the ground; Euryclea’s eyes between her joy and her grief filled with tears, and she could not speak, but she caught Ulysses by the beard and said, “My dear child, I am sure you must be Ulysses himself, only I did not know you till I had actually touched and handled you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.476–490",
    "orig": "ἦ καὶ Πηνελόπειαν ἐσέδρακεν ὀφθαλμοῖσι,\nπεφραδέειν ἐθέλουσα φίλον πόσιν ἔνδον ἐόντα.\nἡ δʼ οὔτʼ ἀθρῆσαι δύνατʼ ἀντίη οὔτε νοῆσαι·\nτῇ γὰρ Ἀθηναίη νόον ἔτραπεν· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nχεῖρʼ ἐπιμασσάμενος φάρυγος λάβε δεξιτερῆφι,\nτῇ δʼ ἑτέρῃ ἕθεν ἆσσον ἐρύσσατο φώνησέν τε.\nμαῖα, τίη μʼ ἐθέλεις ὀλέσαι; σὺ δέ μʼ ἔτρεφες αὐτὴ\nτῷ σῷ ἐπὶ μαζῷ· νῦν δʼ ἄλγεα πολλὰ μογήσας\nἤλυθον εἰκοστῷ ἔτεϊ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.\nἀλλʼ ἐπεὶ ἐφράσθης καί τοι θεὸς ἔμβαλε θυμῷ,\nσίγα, μή τίς τʼ ἄλλος ἐνὶ μεγάροισι πύθηται.\nὧδε γὰρ ἐξερέω, καὶ μὴν τετελεσμένον ἔσται·\nεἴ χʼ ὑπʼ ἐμοί γε θεὸς δαμάσῃ μνηστῆρας ἀγαυούς,\nοὐδὲ τροφοῦ οὔσης σεῦ ἀφέξομαι, ὁππότʼ ἂν ἄλλας\nδμῳὰς ἐν μεγάροισιν ἐμοῖς κτείνωμι γυναῖκας.",
    "en": "As she spoke she looked towards Penelope, as though wanting to tell her that her dear husband was in the house, but Penelope was unable to look in that direction and observe what was going on, for Minerva had diverted her attention; so Ulysses caught Euryclea by the throat with his right hand and with his left drew her close to him, and said, “Nurse, do you wish to be the ruin of me, you who nursed me at your own breast, now that after twenty years of wandering I am at last come to my own home again? Since it has been borne in upon you by heaven to recognise me, hold your tongue, and do not say a word about it to any one else in the house, for if you do I tell you, and it shall surely be, that if heaven grants me to take the lives of these suitors, I will not spare you, though you are my own nurse, when I am killing the other women.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.491–502",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Εὐρύκλεια·\nτέκνον ἐμόν, ποῖόν σε ἔπος φύγεν ἕρκος ὀδόντων.\nοἶσθα μὲν οἷον ἐμὸν μένος ἔμπεδον οὐδʼ ἐπιεικτόν,\nἕξω δʼ ὡς ὅτε τις στερεὴ λίθος ἠὲ σίδηρος.\nἄλλο δέ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ βάλλεο σῇσιν·\nεἴ χʼ ὑπό σοι γε θεὸς δαμάσῃ μνηστῆρας ἀγαυούς,\nδὴ τότε τοι καταλέξω ἐνὶ μεγάροισι γυναῖκας,\nαἵ τέ σʼ ἀτιμάζουσι καὶ αἳ νηλείτιδές εἰσι.\nτὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς\nμαῖα, τίη δὲ σὺ τὰς μυθήσεαι; οὐδέ τί σε χρή.\nεὖ νυ καὶ αὐτὸς ἐγὼ φράσομαι καὶ εἴσομʼ ἑκάστην·\nἀλλʼ ἔχε σιγῇ μῦθον, ἐπίτρεψον δὲ θεοῖσιν.",
    "en": "“My child,” answered Euryclea, “what are you talking about? You know very well that nothing can either bend or break me. I will hold my tongue like a stone or a piece of iron; furthermore let me say, and lay my saying to your heart, when heaven has delivered the suitors into your hand, I will give you a list of the women in the house who have been ill-behaved, and of those who are guiltless.”\nAnd Ulysses answered, “Nurse, you ought not to speak in that way; I am well able to form my own opinion about one and all of them; hold your tongue and leave everything to heaven.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.503–517",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, γρηῢς δὲ διὲκ μεγάροιο βεβήκει\nοἰσομένη ποδάνιπτρα· τὰ γὰρ πρότερʼ ἔκχυτο πάντα.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ νίψεν τε καὶ ἤλειψεν λίπʼ ἐλαίῳ,\nαὖτις ἄρʼ ἀσσοτέρω πυρὸς ἕλκετο δίφρον Ὀδυσσεὺς\nθερσόμενος, οὐλὴν δὲ κατὰ ῥακέεσσι κάλυψε.\nτοῖσι δὲ μύθων ἦρχε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nξεῖνε, τὸ μέν σʼ ἔτι τυτθὸν ἐγὼν εἰρήσομαι αὐτή·\nκαὶ γὰρ δὴ κοίτοιο τάχʼ ἔσσεται ἡδέος ὥρη,\nὅν τινά γʼ ὕπνος ἕλοι γλυκερός, καὶ κηδόμενόν περ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ καὶ πένθος ἀμέτρητον πόρε δαίμων·\nἤματα μὲν γὰρ τέρπομʼ ὀδυρομένη, γοόωσα,\nἔς τʼ ἐμὰ ἔργʼ ὁρόωσα καὶ ἀμφιπόλων ἐνὶ οἴκῳ·\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν νὺξ ἔλθῃ, ἕλῃσί τε κοῖτος ἅπαντας,\nκεῖμαι ἐνὶ λέκτρῳ, πυκιναὶ δέ μοι ἀμφʼ ἀδινὸν κῆρ\nὀξεῖαι μελεδῶνες ὀδυρομένην ἐρέθουσιν.",
    "en": "As he said this Euryclea left the cloister to fetch some more water, for the first had been all spilt; and when she had washed him and anointed him with oil, Ulysses drew his seat nearer to the fire to warm himself, and hid the scar under his rags. Then Penelope began talking to him and said:\n“Stranger, I should like to speak with you briefly about another matter. It is indeed nearly bed time, for those, at least, who can sleep in spite of sorrow. As for myself, heaven has given me a life of such unmeasurable woe, that even by day when I am attending to my duties and looking after the servants, I am still weeping and lamenting during the whole time; then, when night comes, and we all of us go to bed, I lie awake thinking, and my heart becomes a prey to the most incessant and cruel tortures."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.518–537",
    "orig": "ὡς δʼ ὅτε Πανδαρέου κούρη, χλωρηῒς ἀηδών,\nκαλὸν ἀείδῃσιν ἔαρος νέον ἱσταμένοιο,\nδενδρέων ἐν πετάλοισι καθεζομένη πυκινοῖσιν,\nἥ τε θαμὰ τρωπῶσα χέει πολυηχέα φωνήν,\nπαῖδʼ ὀλοφυρομένη Ἴτυλον φίλον, ὅν ποτε χαλκῷ\nκτεῖνε διʼ ἀφραδίας, κοῦρον Ζήθοιο ἄνακτος,\nὣς καὶ ἐμοὶ δίχα θυμὸς ὀρώρεται ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα,\nἠὲ μένω παρὰ παιδὶ καὶ ἔμπεδα πάντα φυλάσσω,\nκτῆσιν ἐμήν, δμῶάς τε καὶ ὑψερεφὲς μέγα δῶμα,\nεὐνήν τʼ αἰδομένη πόσιος δήμοιό τε φῆμιν,\nἦ ἤδη ἅμʼ ἕπωμαι Ἀχαιῶν ὅς τις ἄριστος\nμνᾶται ἐνὶ μεγάροισι, πορὼν ἀπερείσια ἕδνα.\nπαῖς δʼ ἐμὸς ἧος ἔην ἔτι νήπιος ἠδὲ χαλίφρων,\nγήμασθʼ οὔ μʼ εἴα πόσιος κατὰ δῶμα λιποῦσαν·\nνῦν δʼ ὅτε δὴ μέγας ἐστὶ καὶ ἥβης μέτρον ἱκάνει,\nκαὶ δή μʼ ἀρᾶται πάλιν ἐλθέμεν ἐκ μεγάροιο,\nκτήσιος ἀσχαλόων, τήν οἱ κατέδουσιν Ἀχαιοί.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τὸν ὄνειρον ὑπόκριναι καὶ ἄκουσον.\nχῆνές μοι κατὰ οἶκον ἐείκοσι πυρὸν ἔδουσιν\nἐξ ὕδατος, καί τέ σφιν ἰαίνομαι εἰσορόωσα·",
    "en": "As the dun nightingale, daughter of Pandareus, sings in the early spring from her seat in shadiest covert hid, and with many a plaintive trill pours out the tale how by mishap she killed her own child Itylus, son of king Zethus, even so does my mind toss and turn in its uncertainty whether I ought to stay with my son here, and safeguard my substance, my bondsmen, and the greatness of my house, out of regard to public opinion and the memory of my late husband, or whether it is not now time for me to go with the best of these suitors who are wooing me and making me such magnificent presents. As long as my son was still young, and unable to understand, he would not hear of my leaving my husband’s house, but now that he is full grown he begs and prays me to do so, being incensed at the way in which the suitors are eating up his property. Listen, then, to a dream that I have had and interpret it for me if you can. I have twenty geese about the house that eat mash out of a trough, and of which I am exceedingly fond."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.538–553",
    "orig": "ἐλθὼν δʼ ἐξ ὄρεος μέγας αἰετὸς ἀγκυλοχείλης\nπᾶσι κατʼ αὐχένας ἦξε καὶ ἔκτανεν· οἱ δʼ ἐκέχυντο\nἀθρόοι ἐν μεγάροις, ὁ δʼ ἐς αἰθέρα δῖαν ἀέρθη.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ κλαῖον καὶ ἐκώκυον ἔν περ ὀνείρῳ,\nἀμφὶ δʼ ἔμʼ ἠγερέθοντο ἐϋπλοκαμῖδες Ἀχαιαί,\nοἴκτρʼ ὀλοφυρομένην ὅ μοι αἰετὸς ἔκτανε χῆνας.\nἂψ δʼ ἐλθὼν κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετʼ ἐπὶ προὔχοντι μελάθρῳ,\nφωνῇ δὲ βροτέῃ κατερήτυε φώνησέν τε·\nθάρσει, Ἰκαρίου κούρη τηλεκλειτοῖο·\nοὐκ ὄναρ, ἀλλʼ ὕπαρ ἐσθλόν, ὅ τοι τετελεσμένον ἔσται.\nχῆνες μὲν μνηστῆρες, ἐγὼ δέ τοι αἰετὸς ὄρνις\nἦα πάρος, νῦν αὖτε τεὸς πόσις εἰλήλουθα,\nὃς πᾶσι μνηστῆρσιν ἀεικέα πότμον ἐφήσω.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτὰρ ἐμὲ μελιηδὴς ὕπνος ἀνῆκε·\nπαπτήνασα δὲ χῆνας ἐνὶ μεγάροισι νόησα\nπυρὸν ἐρεπτομένους παρὰ πύελον, ἧχι πάρος περ.",
    "en": "I dreamed that a great eagle came swooping down from a mountain, and dug his curved beak into the neck of each of them till he had killed them all. Presently he soared off into the sky, and left them lying dead about the yard; whereon I wept in my dream till all my maids gathered round me, so piteously was I grieving because the eagle had killed my geese. Then he came back again, and perching on a projecting rafter spoke to me with human voice, and told me to leave off crying. ‘Be of good courage,’ he said, ‘daughter of Icarius; this is no dream, but a vision of good omen that shall surely come to pass. The geese are the suitors, and I am no longer an eagle, but your own husband, who am come back to you, and who will bring these suitors to a disgraceful end.’ On this I woke, and when I looked out I saw my geese at the trough eating their mash as usual.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.554–570",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ γύναι, οὔ πως ἔστιν ὑποκρίνασθαι ὄνειρον\nἄλλῃ ἀποκλίναντʼ, ἐπεὶ ἦ ῥά τοι αὐτὸς Ὀδυσσεὺς\nπέφραδʼ ὅπως τελέει· μνηστῆρσι δὲ φαίνετʼ ὄλεθρος\nπᾶσι μάλʼ, οὐδέ κέ τις θάνατον καὶ κῆρας ἀλύξει.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nξεῖνʼ, ἦ τοι μὲν ὄνειροι ἀμήχανοι ἀκριτόμυθοι\nγίγνοντʼ, οὐδέ τι πάντα τελείεται ἀνθρώποισι.\nδοιαὶ γάρ τε πύλαι ἀμενηνῶν εἰσὶν ὀνείρων·\nαἱ μὲν γὰρ κεράεσσι τετεύχαται, αἱ δʼ ἐλέφαντι·\nτῶν οἳ μέν κʼ ἔλθωσι διὰ πριστοῦ ἐλέφαντος,\nοἵ ῥʼ ἐλεφαίρονται, ἔπεʼ ἀκράαντα φέροντες·\nοἱ δὲ διὰ ξεστῶν κεράων ἔλθωσι θύραζε,\nοἵ ῥʼ ἔτυμα κραίνουσι, βροτῶν ὅτε κέν τις ἴδηται.\nἀλλʼ ἐμοὶ οὐκ ἐντεῦθεν ὀΐομαι αἰνὸν ὄνειρον\nἐλθέμεν· ἦ κʼ ἀσπαστὸν ἐμοὶ καὶ παιδὶ γένοιτο.\nἄλλο δέ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶ βάλλεο σῇσιν·",
    "en": "“This dream, Madam,” replied Ulysses, “can admit but of one interpretation, for had not Ulysses himself told you how it shall be fulfilled? The death of the suitors is portended, and not one single one of them will escape.”\nAnd Penelope answered, “Stranger, dreams are very curious and unaccountable things, and they do not by any means invariably come true. There are two gates through which these unsubstantial fancies proceed; the one is of horn, and the other ivory. Those that come through the gate of ivory are fatuous, but those from the gate of horn mean something to those that see them. I do not think, however, that my own dream came through the gate of horn, though I and my son should be most thankful if it proves to have done so."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.571–587",
    "orig": "ἥδε δὴ ἠὼς εἶσι δυσώνυμος, ἥ μʼ Ὀδυσῆος\nοἴκου ἀποσχήσει· νῦν γὰρ καταθήσω ἄεθλον,\nτοὺς πελέκεας, τοὺς κεῖνος ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἑοῖσιν\nἵστασχʼ ἑξείης, δρυόχους ὥς, δώδεκα πάντας·\nστὰς δʼ ὅ γε πολλὸν ἄνευθε διαρρίπτασκεν ὀϊστόν.\nνῦν δὲ μνηστήρεσσιν ἄεθλον τοῦτον ἐφήσω·\nὃς δέ κε ῥηΐτατʼ ἐντανύσῃ βιὸν ἐν παλάμῃσι\nκαὶ διοϊστεύσῃ πελέκεων δυοκαίδεκα πάντων,\nτῷ κεν ἅμʼ ἑσποίμην, νοσφισσαμένη τόδε δῶμα\nκουρίδιον, μάλα καλόν, ἐνίπλειον βιότοιο·\nτοῦ ποτὲ μεμνήσεσθαι ὀΐομαι ἔν περ ὀνείρῳ.\nτὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς\nὦ γύναι αἰδοίη Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος,\nμηκέτι νῦν ἀνάβαλλε δόμοις ἔνι τοῦτον ἄεθλον·\nπρὶν γάρ τοι πολύμητις ἐλεύσεται ἐνθάδʼ Ὀδυσσεύς,\nπρὶν τούτους τόδε τόξον ἐΰξοον ἀμφαφόωντας\nνευρήν τʼ ἐντανύσαι διοϊστεῦσαί τε σιδήρου.",
    "en": "Furthermore I say, and lay my saying to your heart, the coming dawn will usher in the ill-omened day that is to sever me from the house of Ulysses, for I am about to hold a tournament of axes. My husband used to set up twelve axes in the court, one in front of the other, like the stays upon which a ship is built; he would then go back from them and shoot an arrow through the whole twelve. I shall make the suitors try to do the same thing, and whichever of them can string the bow most easily, and send his arrow through all the twelve axes, him will I follow, and quit this house of my lawful husband, so goodly and so abounding in wealth. But even so, I doubt not that I shall remember it in my dreams.”\nThen Ulysses answered, “Madam, wife of Ulysses, you need not defer your tournament, for Ulysses will return ere ever they can string the bow, handle it how they will, and send their arrows through the iron.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 19.588–604",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nεἴ κʼ ἐθέλοις μοι, ξεῖνε, παρήμενος ἐν μεγάροισι\nτέρπειν, οὔ κέ μοι ὕπνος ἐπὶ βλεφάροισι χυθείη.\nἀλλʼ οὐ γάρ πως ἔστιν ἀΰπνους ἔμμεναι αἰεὶ\nἀνθρώπους· ἐπὶ γάρ τοι ἑκάστῳ μοῖραν ἔθηκαν\nἀθάνατοι θνητοῖσιν ἐπὶ ζείδωρον ἄρουραν.\nἀλλʼ ἦ τοι μὲν ἐγὼν ὑπερώϊον εἰσαναβᾶσα\nλέξομαι εἰς εὐνήν, ἥ μοι στονόεσσα τέτυκται,\nαἰεὶ δάκρυσʼ ἐμοῖσι πεφυρμένη, ἐξ οὗ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nᾤχετʼ ἐποψόμενος Κακοΐλιον οὐκ ὀνομαστήν.\nἔνθα κε λεξαίμην· σὺ δὲ λέξεο τῷδʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nἢ χαμάδις στορέσας ἤ τοι κατὰ δέμνια θέντων.\nὣς εἰποῦσʼ ἀνέβαινʼ ὑπερώϊα σιγαλόεντα,\nοὐκ οἴη, ἅμα τῇ γε καὶ ἀμφίπολοι κίον ἄλλαι.\nἐς δʼ ὑπερῷʼ ἀναβᾶσα σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξὶ\nκλαῖεν ἔπειτʼ Ὀδυσῆα, φίλον πόσιν, ὄφρα οἱ ὕπνον\nἡδὺν ἐπὶ βλεφάροισι βάλε γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.",
    "en": "To this Penelope said, “As long, sir, as you will sit here and talk to me, I can have no desire to go to bed. Still, people cannot do permanently without sleep, and heaven has appointed us dwellers on earth a time for all things. I will therefore go upstairs and recline upon that couch which I have never ceased to flood with my tears from the day Ulysses set out for the city with a hateful name.”\nShe then went upstairs to her own room, not alone, but attended by her maidens, and when there, she lamented her dear husband till Minerva shed sweet sleep over her eyelids."
   }
  ],
  "20": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.1–21",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ὁ ἐν προδόμῳ εὐνάζετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nκὰμ μὲν ἀδέψητον βοέην στόρεσʼ, αὐτὰρ ὕπερθε\nκώεα πόλλʼ ὀΐων, τοὺς ἱρεύεσκον Ἀχαιοί·\nΕὐρυνόμη δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπὶ χλαῖναν βάλε κοιμηθέντι.\nἔνθʼ Ὀδυσεὺς μνηστῆρσι κακὰ φρονέων ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nκεῖτʼ ἐγρηγορόων· ταὶ δʼ ἐκ μεγάροιο γυναῖκες\nἤϊσαν, αἳ μνηστῆρσιν ἐμισγέσκοντο πάρος περ,\nἀλλήλῃσι γέλω τε καὶ εὐφροσύνην παρέχουσαι.\nτοῦ δʼ ὠρίνετο θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι φίλοισι·\nπολλὰ δὲ μερμήριζε κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμόν,\nἠὲ μεταΐξας θάνατον τεύξειεν ἑκάστῃ,\nἦ ἔτʼ ἐῷ μνηστῆρσιν ὑπερφιάλοισι μιγῆναι\nὕστατα καὶ πύματα, κραδίη δέ οἱ ἔνδον ὑλάκτει.\nὡς δὲ κύων ἀμαλῇσι περὶ σκυλάκεσσι βεβῶσα\nἄνδρʼ ἀγνοιήσασʼ ὑλάει μέμονέν τε μάχεσθαι,\nὥς ῥα τοῦ ἔνδον ὑλάκτει ἀγαιομένου κακὰ ἔργα·\nστῆθος δὲ πλήξας κραδίην ἠνίπαπε μύθῳ·\nτέτλαθι δή, κραδίη· καὶ κύντερον ἄλλο ποτʼ ἔτλης.\nἤματι τῷ ὅτε μοι μένος ἄσχετος ἤσθιε Κύκλωψ\nἰφθίμους ἑτάρους· σὺ δʼ ἐτόλμας, ὄφρα σε μῆτις\nἐξάγαγʼ ἐξ ἄντροιο ὀϊόμενον θανέεσθαι.",
    "en": "Ulysses slept in the cloister upon an undressed bullock’s hide, on the top of which he threw several skins of the sheep the suitors had eaten, and Eurynome threw a cloak over him after he had laid himself down. There, then, Ulysses lay wakefully brooding upon the way in which he should kill the suitors; and by and by, the women who had been in the habit of misconducting themselves with them, left the house giggling and laughing with one another. This made Ulysses very angry, and he doubted whether to get up and kill every single one of them then and there, or to let them sleep one more and last time with the suitors. His heart growled within him, and as a bitch with puppies growls and shows her teeth when she sees a stranger, so did his heart growl with anger at the evil deeds that were being done: but he beat his breast and said, “Heart, be still, you had worse than this to bear on the day when the terrible Cyclops ate your brave companions; yet you bore it in silence till your cunning got you safe out of the cave, though you made sure of being killed.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.22–35",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, ἐν στήθεσσι καθαπτόμενος φίλον ἦτορ·\nτῷ δὲ μάλʼ ἐν πείσῃ κραδίη μένε τετληυῖα\nνωλεμέως· ἀτὰρ αὐτὸς ἑλίσσετο ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα.\nὡς δʼ ὅτε γαστέρʼ ἀνὴρ πολέος πυρὸς αἰθομένοιο,\nἐμπλείην κνίσης τε καὶ αἵματος, ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα\nαἰόλλῃ, μάλα δʼ ὦκα λιλαίεται ὀπτηθῆναι,\nὣς ἄρʼ ὅ γʼ ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα ἑλίσσετο, μερμηρίζων\nὅππως δὴ μνηστῆρσιν ἀναιδέσι χεῖρας ἐφήσει\nμοῦνος ἐὼν πολέσι. σχεδόθεν δέ οἱ ἦλθεν Ἀθήνη\nοὐρανόθεν καταβᾶσα· δέμας δʼ ἤϊκτο γυναικί·\nστῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπὲρ κεφαλῆς καί μιν πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπε·\nτίπτʼ αὖτʼ ἐγρήσσεις, πάντων περὶ κάμμορε φωτῶν;\nοἶκος μέν τοι ὅδʼ ἐστί, γυνὴ δέ τοι ἥδʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nκαὶ, πάϊς, οἷόν πού τις ἐέλδεται ἔμμεναι υἷα.",
    "en": "Thus he chided with his heart, and checked it into endurance, but he tossed about as one who turns a paunch full of blood and fat in front of a hot fire, doing it first on one side and then on the other, that he may get it cooked as soon as possible, even so did he turn himself about from side to side, thinking all the time how, single handed as he was, he should contrive to kill so large a body of men as the wicked suitors. But by and by Minerva came down from heaven in the likeness of a woman, and hovered over his head saying, “My poor unhappy man, why do you lie awake in this way? This is your house: your wife is safe inside it, and so is your son who is just such a young man as any father may be proud of.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.36–55",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nναὶ δὴ ταῦτά γε πάντα, θεά, κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπες·\nἀλλά τί μοι τόδε θυμὸς ἐνὶ φρεσὶ μερμηρίζει,\nὅππως δὴ μνηστῆρσιν ἀναιδέσι χεῖρας ἐφήσω,\nμοῦνος ἐών· οἱ δʼ αἰὲν ἀολλέες ἔνδον ἔασι.\nπρὸς δʼ ἔτι καὶ τόδε μεῖζον ἐνὶ φρεσὶ μερμηρίζω·\nεἴ περ γὰρ κτείναιμι Διός τε σέθεν τε ἕκητι,\nπῆ κεν ὑπεκπροφύγοιμι; τά σε φράζεσθαι ἄνωγα.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nσχέτλιε, καὶ μέν τίς τε χερείονι πείθεθʼ ἑταίρῳ,\nὅς περ θνητός τʼ ἐστὶ καὶ οὐ τόσα μήδεα οἶδεν·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ θεός εἰμι, διαμπερὲς ἥ σε φυλάσσω\nἐν πάντεσσι πόνοις. ἐρέω δέ τοι ἐξαναφανδόν·\nεἴ περ πεντήκοντα λόχοι μερόπων ἀνθρώπων\nνῶϊ περισταῖεν, κτεῖναι μεμαῶτες Ἄρηϊ,\nκαί κεν τῶν ἐλάσαιο βόας καὶ ἴφια μῆλα.\nἀλλʼ ἑλέτω σε καὶ ὕπνος· ἀνίη καὶ τὸ φυλάσσειν\nπάννυχον ἐγρήσσοντα, κακῶν δʼ ὑποδύσεαι ἤδη.\nὣς φάτο, καί ῥά οἱ ὕπνον ἐπὶ βλεφάροισιν ἔχευεν,\nαὐτὴ δʼ ἂψ ἐς Ὄλυμπον ἀφίκετο δῖα θεάων.",
    "en": "“Goddess,” answered Ulysses, “all that you have said is true, but I am in some doubt as to how I shall be able to kill these wicked suitors single handed, seeing what a number of them there always are. And there is this further difficulty, which is still more considerable. Supposing that with Jove’s and your assistance I succeed in killing them, I must ask you to consider where I am to escape to from their avengers when it is all over.”\n“For shame,” replied Minerva, “why, any one else would trust a worse ally than myself, even though that ally were only a mortal and less wise than I am. Am I not a goddess, and have I not protected you throughout in all your troubles? I tell you plainly that even though there were fifty bands of men surrounding us and eager to kill us, you should take all their sheep and cattle, and drive them away with you. But go to sleep; it is a very bad thing to lie awake all night, and you shall be out of your troubles before long.”\nAs she spoke she shed sleep over his eyes, and then went back to Olympus."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.56–72",
    "orig": "εὖτε τὸν ὕπνος ἔμαρπτε, λύων μελεδήματα θυμοῦ,\nλυσιμελής, ἄλοχος δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπέγρετο κεδνὰ ἰδυῖα·\nκλαῖε δʼ ἄρʼ ἐν λέκτροισι καθεζομένη μαλακοῖσιν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ κλαίουσα κορέσσατο ὃν κατὰ θυμόν,\nἈρτέμιδι πρώτιστον ἐπεύξατο δῖα γυναικῶν·\nἌρτεμι, πότνα θεά, θύγατερ Διός, αἴθε μοι ἤδη\nἰὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσι βαλοῦσʼ ἐκ θυμὸν ἕλοιο\nαὐτίκα νῦν, ἢ ἔπειτα μʼ ἀναρπάξασα θύελλα\nοἴχοιτο προφέρουσα κατʼ ἠερόεντα κέλευθα,\nἐν προχοῇς δὲ βάλοι ἀψορρόου Ὠκεανοῖο.\nὡς δʼ ὅτε Πανδαρέου κούρας ἀνέλοντο θύελλαι·\nτῇσι τοκῆας μὲν φθῖσαν θεοί, αἱ δʼ ἐλίποντο\nὀρφαναὶ ἐν μεγάροισι, κόμισσε δὲ δῖʼ Ἀφροδίτη\nτυρῷ καὶ μέλιτι γλυκερῷ καὶ ἡδέϊ οἴνῳ·\nἭρη δʼ αὐτῇσιν περὶ πασέων δῶκε γυναικῶν\nεἶδος καὶ πινυτήν, μῆκος δʼ ἔπορʼ Ἄρτεμις ἁγνή,\nἔργα δʼ Ἀθηναίη δέδαε κλυτὰ ἐργάζεσθαι.",
    "en": "While Ulysses was thus yielding himself to a very deep slumber that eased the burden of his sorrows, his admirable wife awoke, and sitting up in her bed began to cry. When she had relieved herself by weeping she prayed to Diana saying, “Great Goddess Diana, daughter of Jove, drive an arrow into my heart and slay me; or let some whirlwind snatch me up and bear me through paths of darkness till it drop me into the mouths of over-flowing Oceanus, as it did the daughters of Pandareus. The daughters of Pandareus lost their father and mother, for the gods killed them, so they were left orphans. But Venus took care of them, and fed them on cheese, honey, and sweet wine. Juno taught them to excel all women in beauty of form and understanding; Diana gave them an imposing presence, and Minerva endowed them with every kind of accomplishment;"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.73–90",
    "orig": "εὖτʼ Ἀφροδίτη δῖα προσέστιχε μακρὸν Ὄλυμπον,\nκούρῃς αἰτήσουσα τέλος θαλεροῖο γάμοιο,\nἐς Δία τερπικέραυνον, ὁ γάρ τʼ εὖ οἶδεν ἅπαντα,\nμοῖράν τʼ ἀμμορίην τε καταθνητῶν ἀνθρώπων,\nτόφρα δὲ τὰς κούρας ἅρπυιαι ἀνηρείψαντο\nκαί ῥʼ ἔδοσαν στυγερῇσιν ἐρινύσιν ἀμφιπολεύειν·\nὣς ἔμʼ ἀϊστώσειαν Ὀλύμπια δώματʼ ἔχοντες,\nἠέ μʼ ἐϋπλόκαμος βάλοι Ἄρτεμις, ὄφρʼ Ὀδυσῆα\nὀσσομένη καὶ γαῖαν ὕπο στυγερὴν ἀφικοίμην,\nμηδέ τι χείρονος ἀνδρὸς ἐϋφραίνοιμι νόημα.\nἀλλὰ τὸ μὲν καὶ ἀνεκτὸν ἔχει κακόν, ὁππότε κέν τις\nἤματα μὲν κλαίῃ, πυκινῶς ἀκαχήμενος ἦτορ,\nνύκτας δʼ ὕπνος ἔχῃσιν, ὁ γάρ τʼ ἐπέλησεν ἁπάντων,\nἐσθλῶν ἠδὲ κακῶν, ἐπεὶ ἄρ βλέφαρʼ ἀμφικαλύψῃ,\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ καὶ ὀνείρατʼ ἐπέσσευεν κακὰ δαίμων.\nτῇδε γὰρ αὖ μοι νυκτὶ παρέδραθεν εἴκελος αὐτῷ,\nτοῖος ἐὼν οἷος ᾖεν ἅμα στρατῷ· αὐτὰρ ἐμὸν κῆρ\nχαῖρʼ, ἐπεὶ οὐκ ἐφάμην ὄναρ ἔμμεναι, ἀλλʼ ὕπαρ ἤδη.",
    "en": "but one day when Venus had gone up to Olympus to see Jove about getting them married (for well does he know both what shall happen and what not happen to every one) the storm winds came and spirited them away to become handmaids to the dread Erinyes. Even so I wish that the gods who live in heaven would hide me from mortal sight, or that fair Diana might strike me, for I would fain go even beneath the sad earth if I might do so still looking towards Ulysses only, and without having to yield myself to a worse man than he was. Besides, no matter how much people may grieve by day, they can put up with it so long as they can sleep at night, for when the eyes are closed in slumber people forget good and ill alike; whereas my misery haunts me even in my dreams. This very night methought there was one lying by my side who was like Ulysses as he was when he went away with his host, and I rejoiced, for I believed that it was no dream, but the very truth itself.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.91–101",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ, αὐτίκα δὲ χρυσόθρονος ἤλυθεν Ἠώς.\nτῆς δʼ ἄρα κλαιούσης ὄπα σύνθετο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nμερμήριζε δʼ ἔπειτα, δόκησε δέ οἱ κατὰ θυμὸν\nἤδη γιγνώσκουσα παρεστάμεναι κεφαλῆφι.\nχλαῖναν μὲν συνελὼν καὶ κώεα, τοῖσιν ἐνεῦδεν,\nἐς μέγαρον κατέθηκεν ἐπὶ θρόνου, ἐκ δὲ βοείην\nθῆκε θύραζε φέρων, Διὶ δʼ εὔξατο χεῖρας ἀνασχών·\nΖεῦ πάτερ, εἴ μʼ ἐθέλοντες ἐπὶ τραφερήν τε καὶ ὑγρὴν\nἤγετʼ ἐμὴν ἐς γαῖαν, ἐπεί μʼ ἐκακώσατε λίην,\nφήμην τίς μοι φάσθω ἐγειρομένων ἀνθρώπων\nἔνδοθεν, ἔκτοσθεν δὲ Διὸς τέρας ἄλλο φανήτω.",
    "en": "On this the day broke, but Ulysses heard the sound of her weeping, and it puzzled him, for it seemed as though she already knew him and was by his side. Then he gathered up the cloak and the fleeces on which he had lain, and set them on a seat in the cloister, but he took the bullock’s hide out into the open. He lifted up his hands to heaven, and prayed, saying “Father Jove, since you have seen fit to bring me over land and sea to my own home after all the afflictions you have laid upon me, give me a sign out of the mouth of some one or other of those who are now waking within the house, and let me have another sign of some kind from outside.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.102–121",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ εὐχόμενος· τοῦ δʼ ἔκλυε μητίετα Ζεύς,\nαὐτίκα δʼ ἐβρόντησεν ἀπʼ αἰγλήεντος Ὀλύμπου,\nὑψόθεν ἐκ νεφέων· γήθησε δὲ δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nφήμην δʼ ἐξ οἴκοιο γυνὴ προέηκεν ἀλετρὶς\nπλησίον, ἔνθʼ ἄρα οἱ μύλαι ἥατο ποιμένι λαῶν,\nτῇσιν δώδεκα πᾶσαι ἐπερρώοντο γυναῖκες\nἄλφιτα τεύχουσαι καὶ ἀλείατα, μυελὸν ἀνδρῶν.\nαἱ μὲν ἄρʼ ἄλλαι εὗδον, ἐπεὶ κατὰ πυρὸν ἄλεσσαν,\nἡ δὲ μίʼ οὔπω παύετʼ, ἀφαυροτάτη δʼ ἐτέτυκτο·\nἥ ῥα μύλην στήσασα ἔπος φάτο, σῆμα ἄνακτι·\nΖεῦ πάτερ, ὅς τε θεοῖσι καὶ ἀνθρώποισιν ἀνάσσεις,\nἦ μεγάλʼ ἐβρόντησας ἀπʼ οὐρανοῦ ἀστερόεντος,\nοὐδέ ποθι νέφος ἐστί· τέρας νύ τεῳ τόδε φαίνεις.\nκρῆνον νῦν καὶ ἐμοὶ δειλῇ ἔπος, ὅττι κεν εἴπω·\nμνηστῆρες πύματόν τε καὶ ὕστατον ἤματι τῷδε\nἐν μεγάροις Ὀδυσῆος ἑλοίατο δαῖτʼ ἐρατεινήν,\nοἳ δή μοι καμάτῳ θυμαλγέι· γούνατʼ ἔλυσαν\nἄλφιτα τευχούσῃ· νῦν ὕστατα δειπνήσειαν.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, χαῖρεν δὲ κλεηδόνι δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nΖηνός τε βροντῇ· φάτο γὰρ τίσασθαι ἀλείτας.",
    "en": "Thus did he pray. Jove heard his prayer and forthwith thundered high up among the clouds from the splendour of Olympus, and Ulysses was glad when he heard it. At the same time within the house, a miller-woman from hard by in the mill room lifted up her voice and gave him another sign. There were twelve miller-women whose business it was to grind wheat and barley which are the staff of life. The others had ground their task and had gone to take their rest, but this one had not yet finished, for she was not so strong as they were, and when she heard the thunder she stopped grinding and gave the sign to her master. “Father Jove,” said she, “you, who rule over heaven and earth, you have thundered from a clear sky without so much as a cloud in it, and this means something for somebody; grant the prayer, then, of me your poor servant who calls upon you, and let this be the very last day that the suitors dine in the house of Ulysses. They have worn me out with labour of grinding meal for them, and I hope they may never have another dinner anywhere at all.”\nUlysses was glad when he heard the omens conveyed to him by the woman’s speech, and by the thunder, for he knew they meant that he should avenge himself on the suitors."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.122–143",
    "orig": "αἱ δʼ ἄλλαι δμῳαὶ κατὰ δώματα κάλʼ Ὀδυσῆος\nἀγρόμεναι ἀνέκαιον ἐπʼ ἐσχάρῃ ἀκάματον πῦρ.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ εὐνῆθεν ἀνίστατο, ἰσόθεος φώς,\nεἵματα ἑσσάμενος· περὶ δὲ ξίφος ὀξὺ θέτʼ ὤμῳ·\nποσσὶ δʼ ὑπὸ λιπαροῖσιν ἐδήσατο καλὰ πέδιλα,\nεἵλετο δʼ ἄλκιμον ἔγχος, ἀκαχμένον ὀξέι· χαλκῷ·\nστῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπʼ οὐδὸν ἰών, πρὸς δʼ Εὐρύκλειαν ἔειπε·\nμαῖα φίλη, τὸν ξεῖνον ἐτιμήσασθʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nεὐνῇ καὶ σίτῳ, ἦ αὔτως κεῖται ἀκηδής;\nτοιαύτη γὰρ ἐμὴ μήτηρ, πινυτή περ ἐοῦσα·\nἐμπλήγδην ἕτερόν γε τίει μερόπων ἀνθρώπων\nχείρονα, τὸν δέ τʼ ἀρείονʼ ἀτιμήσασʼ ἀποπέμπει.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Εὐρύκλεια·\nοὐκ ἄν μιν νῦν, τέκνον, ἀναίτιον αἰτιόῳο.\nοἶνον μὲν γὰρ πῖνε καθήμενος, ὄφρʼ ἔθελʼ αὐτός,\nσίτου δʼ οὐκέτʼ ἔφη πεινήμεναι· εἴρετο γάρ μιν.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴ κοίτοιο καὶ ὕπνου μιμνήσκοιτο,\nἡ μὲν δέμνιʼ ἄνωγεν ὑποστορέσαι δμῳῇσιν,\nαὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ, ὥς τις πάμπαν ὀϊζυρὸς καὶ ἄποτμος,\nοὐκ ἔθελʼ ἐν λέκτροισι καὶ ἐν ῥήγεσσι καθεύδειν,\nἀλλʼ ἐν ἀδεψήτῳ βοέῃ καὶ κώεσιν οἰῶν\nἔδραθʼ ἐνὶ προδόμῳ· χλαῖναν δʼ ἐπιέσσαμεν ἡμεῖς.",
    "en": "Then the other maids in the house rose and lit the fire on the hearth; Telemachus also rose and put on his clothes. He girded his sword about his shoulder, bound his sandals on to his comely feet, and took a doughty spear with a point of sharpened bronze; then he went to the threshold of the cloister and said to Euryclea, “Nurse, did you make the stranger comfortable both as regards bed and board, or did you let him shift for himself? for my mother, good woman though she is, has a way of paying great attention to second-rate people, and of neglecting others who are in reality much better men.”\n“Do not find fault child,” said Euryclea, “when there is no one to find fault with. The stranger sat and drank his wine as long as he liked: your mother did ask him if he would take any more bread and he said he would not. When he wanted to go to bed she told the servants to make one for him, but he said he was such a wretched outcast that he would not sleep on a bed and under blankets; he insisted on having an undressed bullock’s hide and some sheepskins put for him in the cloister and I threw a cloak over him myself.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.144–156",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, Τηλέμαχος δὲ διὲκ μεγάροιο βεβήκει\nἔγχος ἔχων, ἅμα τῷ γε δύω κύνες ἀργοὶ ἕποντο.\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεν εἰς ἀγορὴν μετʼ ἐϋκνήμιδας Ἀχαιούς.\nἡ δʼ αὖτε δμῳῇσιν ἐκέκλετο δῖα γυναικῶν,\nΕὐρύκλειʼ, Ὦπος θυγάτηρ Πεισηνορίδαο·\nἀγρεῖθʼ, αἱ μὲν δῶμα κορήσατε ποιπνύσασαι,\nῥάσσατέ τʼ, ἔν τε θρόνοις εὐποιήτοισι τάπητας\nβάλλετε πορφυρέους· αἱ δὲ σπόγγοισι τραπέζας\nπάσας ἀμφιμάσασθε, καθήρατε δὲ κρητῆρας\nκαὶ δέπα ἀμφικύπελλα τετυγμένα· ταὶ δὲ μεθʼ ὕδωρ\nἔρχεσθε κρήνηνδε, καὶ οἴσετε θᾶσσον ἰοῦσαι.\nοὐ γὰρ δὴν μνηστῆρες ἀπέσσονται μεγάροιο,\nἀλλὰ μάλʼ ἦρι νέονται, ἐπεὶ καὶ πᾶσιν ἑορτή.",
    "en": "Then Telemachus went out of the court to the place where the Achaeans were meeting in assembly; he had his spear in his hand, and he was not alone, for his two dogs went with him. But Euryclea called the maids and said, “Come, wake up; set about sweeping the cloisters and sprinkling them with water to lay the dust; put the covers on the seats; wipe down the tables, some of you, with a wet sponge; clean out the mixing-jugs and the cups, and go for water from the fountain at once; the suitors will be here directly; they will be here early, for it is a feast day.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.157–171",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, αἱ δʼ ἄρα τῆς μάλα μὲν κλύον ἠδʼ ἐπίθοντο.\nαἱ μὲν ἐείκοσι βῆσαν ἐπὶ κρήνην μελάνυδρον,\nαἱ δʼ αὐτοῦ κατὰ δώματʼ ἐπισταμένως πονέοντο.\nἐς δʼ ἦλθον δρηστῆρες Ἀχαιῶν. οἱ μὲν ἔπειτα\nεὖ καὶ ἐπισταμένως κέασαν ξύλα, ταὶ δὲ γυναῖκες\nἦλθον ἀπὸ κρήνης· ἐπὶ δέ σφισιν ἦλθε συβώτης\nτρεῖς σιάλους κατάγων, οἳ ἔσαν μετὰ πᾶσιν ἄριστοι.\nκαὶ τοὺς μέν ῥʼ εἴασε καθʼ ἕρκεα καλὰ νέμεσθαι,\nαὐτὸς δʼ αὖτʼ Ὀδυσῆα προσηύδα μειλιχίοισι·\nξεῖνʼ, ἦ ἄρ τί σε μᾶλλον Ἀχαιοὶ εἰσορόωσιν,\nἦέ σʼ ἀτιμάζουσι κατὰ μέγαρʼ, ὡς τὸ πάρος περ;\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολυμήτις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nαἲ γὰρ δή, Εὔμαιε, θεοὶ τισαίατο λώβην,\nἣν οἵδʼ ὑβρίζοντες ἀτάσθαλα μηχανόωνται\nοἴκῳ ἐν ἀλλοτρίῳ, οὐδʼ αἰδοῦς μοῖραν ἔχουσιν.",
    "en": "Thus did she speak, and they did even as she had said: twenty of them went to the fountain for water, and the others set themselves busily to work about the house. The men who were in attendance on the suitors also came up and began chopping firewood. By and by the women returned from the fountain, and the swineherd came after them with the three best pigs he could pick out. These he let feed about the premises, and then he said good-humouredly to Ulysses, “Stranger, are the suitors treating you any better now, or are they as insolent as ever?”\n“May heaven,” answered Ulysses, “requite to them the wickedness with which they deal high-handedly in another man’s house without any sense of shame.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.172–182",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nἀγχίμολον δέ σφʼ ἦλθε Μελάνθιος, αἰπόλος αἰγῶν.\nαἶγας ἄγων αἳ πᾶσι μετέπρεπον αἰπολίοισι,\nδεῖπνον μνηστήρεσσι. δύω δʼ ἅμʼ ἕποντο νομῆες.\nκαὶ τὰς μὲν κατέδησεν ὑπʼ αἰθούσῃ ἐριδούπῳ,\nαὐτὸς δʼ αὖτʼ Ὀδυσῆα προσηύδα κερτομίοισι·\nξεῖνʼ, ἔτι καὶ νῦν ἐνθάδʼ ἀνιήσεις κατὰ δῶμα\nἀνέρας αἰτίζων, ἀτὰρ οὐκ ἔξεισθα θύραζε;\nπάντως οὐκέτι νῶϊ διακρινέεσθαι ὀΐω\nπρὶν χειρῶν γεύσασθαι, ἐπεὶ σύ περ οὐ κατὰ κόσμον\nαἰτίζεις· εἰσὶν δὲ καὶ ἄλλαι δαῖτες Ἀχαιῶν.",
    "en": "Thus did they converse; meanwhile Melanthius the goatherd came up, for he too was bringing in his best goats for the suitors’ dinner; and he had two shepherds with him. They tied the goats up under the gatehouse, and then Melanthius began gibing at Ulysses. “Are you still here, stranger,” said he, “to pester people by begging about the house? Why can you not go elsewhere? You and I shall not come to an understanding before we have given each other a taste of our fists. You beg without any sense of decency: are there not feasts elsewhere among the Achaeans, as well as here?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.183–196",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τὸν δʼ οὔ τι προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἀλλʼ ἀκέων κίνησε κάρη, κακὰ βυσσοδομεύων.\nτοῖσι δʼ ἐπὶ τρίτος ἦλθε Φιλοίτιος, ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν,\nβοῦν στεῖραν μνηστῆρσιν ἄγων καὶ πίονας αἶγας.\nπορθμῆες δʼ ἄρα τούς γε διήγαγον, οἵ τε καὶ ἄλλους\nἀνθρώπους πέμπουσιν, ὅτις σφέας εἰσαφίκηται.\nκαὶ τὰ μὲν εὖ κατέδησεν ὑπʼ αἰθούσῃ ἐριδούπῳ,\nαὐτὸς δʼ αὖτʼ ἐρέεινε συβώτην ἄγχι παραστάς·\nτίς δὴ ὅδε ξεῖνος νέον εἰλήλουθε, συβῶτα,\nἡμέτερον πρὸς δῶμα; τέων δʼ ἐξ εὔχεται εἶναι\nἀνδρῶν; ποῦ δέ νύ οἱ γενεὴ καὶ πατρὶς ἄρουρα;\nδύσμορος, ἦ τε ἔοικε δέμας βασιλῆϊ ἄνακτι·\nἀλλὰ θεοὶ δυόωσι πολυπλάγκτους ἀνθρώπους,\nὁππότε καὶ βασιλεῦσιν ἐπικλώσωνται ὀϊζύν.",
    "en": "Ulysses made no answer, but bowed his head and brooded. Then a third man, Philoetius, joined them, who was bringing in a barren heifer and some goats. These were brought over by the boatmen who are there to take people over when any one comes to them. So Philoetius made his heifer and his goats secure under the gatehouse, and then went up to the swineherd. “Who, Swineherd,” said he, “is this stranger that is lately come here? Is he one of your men? What is his family? Where does he come from? Poor fellow, he looks as if he had been some great man, but the gods give sorrow to whom they will, even to kings if it so pleases them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.197–216",
    "orig": "ἦ καὶ δεξιτερῇ δειδίσκετο χειρὶ παραστάς,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nχαῖρε, πάτερ ὦ ξεῖνε· γένοιτό τοι ἔς περ ὀπίσσω\nὄλβος· ἀτὰρ μὲν νῦν γε κακοῖς ἔχεαι πολέεσσι.\nΖεῦ πάτερ, οὔ τις σεῖο θεῶν ὀλοώτερος ἄλλος·\nοὐκ ἐλεαίρεις ἄνδρας, ἐπὴν δὴ γείνεαι αὐτός,\nμισγέμεναι κακότητι καὶ ἄλγεσι λευγαλέοισιν.\nἴδιον, ὡς ἐνόησα, δεδάκρυνται δέ μοι ὄσσε\nμνησαμένῳ Ὀδυσῆος, ἐπεὶ καὶ κεῖνον ὀΐω\nτοιάδε λαίφεʼ ἔχοντα κατʼ ἀνθρώπους ἀλάλησθαι,\nεἴ που ἔτι ζώει καὶ ὁρᾷ φάος ἠελίοιο.\nεἰ δʼ ἤδη τέθνηκε καὶ εἰν Ἀΐδαο δόμοισιν,\nὤ μοι ἔπειτʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἀμύμονος, ὅς μʼ ἐπὶ βουσὶν\nεἷσʼ ἔτι τυτθὸν ἐόντα Κεφαλλήνων ἐνὶ δήμῳ.\nνῦν δʼ αἱ μὲν γίγνονται ἀθέσφατοι, οὐδέ κεν ἄλλως\nἀνδρί γʼ ὑποσταχύοιτο βοῶν γένος εὐρυμετώπων·\nτὰς δʼ ἄλλοι με κέλονται ἀγινέμεναί σφισιν αὐτοῖς\nἔδμεναι· οὐδέ τι παιδὸς ἐνὶ μεγάροις ἀλέγουσιν,\nοὐδʼ ὄπιδα τρομέουσι θεῶν· μεμάασι γὰρ ἤδη\nκτήματα δάσσασθαι δὴν οἰχομένοιο ἄνακτος.",
    "en": "As he spoke he went up to Ulysses and saluted him with his right hand; “Good day to you, father stranger,” said he, “you seem to be very poorly off now, but I hope you will have better times by and by. Father Jove, of all gods you are the most malicious. We are your own children, yet you show us no mercy in all our misery and afflictions. A sweat came over me when I saw this man, and my eyes filled with tears, for he reminds me of Ulysses, who I fear is going about in just such rags as this man’s are, if indeed he is still among the living. If he is already dead and in the house of Hades, then, alas! for my good master, who made me his stockman when I was quite young among the Cephallenians, and now his cattle are countless; no one could have done better with them than I have, for they have bred like ears of corn; nevertheless I have to keep bringing them in for others to eat, who take no heed to his son though he is in the house, and fear not the wrath of heaven, but are already eager to divide Ulysses’ property among them because he has been away so long."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.217–234",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ τόδε θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι φίλοισι\nπόλλʼ ἐπιδινεῖται· μάλα μὲν κακὸν υἷος ἐόντος\nἄλλων δῆμον ἱκέσθαι ἰόντʼ αὐτῇσι βόεσσιν,\nἄνδρας ἐς ἀλλοδαπούς· τὸ δὲ ῥίγιον, αὖθι μένοντα\nβουσὶν ἐπʼ ἀλλοτρίῃσι καθήμενον ἄλγεα πάσχειν.\nκαί κεν δὴ πάλαι ἄλλον ὑπερμενέων βασιλήων\nἐξικόμην φεύγων, ἐπεὶ οὐκέτʼ ἀνεκτὰ πέλονται·\nἀλλʼ ἔτι τὸν δύστηνον ὀΐομαι, εἴ ποθεν ἐλθὼν\nἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων σκέδασιν κατὰ δώματα θείῃ.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nβουκόλʼ, ἐπεὶ οὔτε κακῷ οὔτʼ ἄφρονι φωτὶ ἔοικας,\nγιγνώσκω δὲ καὶ αὐτὸς ὅ τοι πινυτὴ φρένας ἵκει,\nτοὔνεκά τοι ἐρέω καὶ ἐπὶ μέγαν ὅρκον ὀμοῦμαι·\nἴστω νῦν Ζεὺς πρῶτα θεῶν ξενίη τε τράπεζα\nἱστίη τʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἀμύμονος, ἣν ἀφικάνω,\nἦ σέθεν ἐνθάδʼ ἐόντος ἐλεύσεται οἴκαδʼ Ὀδυσσεύς·\nσοῖσιν δʼ ὀφθαλμοῖσιν ἐπόψεαι, αἴ κʼ ἐθέλῃσθα,\nκτεινομένους μνηστῆρας, οἳ ἐνθάδε κοιρανέουσιν.",
    "en": "I have often thought, only it would not be right while his son is living, of going off with the cattle to some foreign country; bad as this would be, it is still harder to stay here and be ill-treated about other people’s herds. My position is intolerable, and I should long since have run away and put myself under the protection of some other chief, only that I believe my poor master will yet return, and send all these suitors flying out of the house.”\n“Stockman,” answered Ulysses, “you seem to be a very well-disposed person, and I can see that you are a man of sense. Therefore I will tell you, and will confirm my words with an oath. By Jove, the chief of all gods, and by that hearth of Ulysses to which I am now come, Ulysses shall return before you leave this place, and if you are so minded you shall see him killing the suitors who are now masters here.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.235–246",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε βοῶν ἐπιβουκόλος ἀνήρ·\nαἲ γὰρ τοῦτο, ξεῖνε, ἔπος τελέσειε Κρονίων·\nγνοίης χʼ οἵη ἐμὴ δύναμις καὶ χεῖρες ἕπονται.\nὣς δʼ αὔτως Εὔμαιος ἐπεύξατο πᾶσι θεοῖσι\nνοστῆσαι Ὀδυσῆα πολύφρονα ὅνδε δόμονδε.\nὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ἄρα Τηλεμάχῳ θάνατόν τε μόρον τε\nἤρτυον· αὐτὰρ ὁ τοῖσιν ἀριστερὸς ἤλυθεν ὄρνις,\nαἰετὸς ὑψιπέτης, ἔχε δὲ τρήρωνα πέλειαν.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀμφίνομος ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπεν·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐχ ἡμῖν συνθεύσεται ἥδε γε βουλή,\nΤηλεμάχοιο φόνος· ἀλλὰ μνησώμεθα δαιτός.",
    "en": "“If Jove were to bring this to pass,” replied the stockman, “you should see how I would do my very utmost to help him.”\nAnd in like manner Eumaeus prayed that Ulysses might return home.\nThus did they converse. Meanwhile the suitors were hatching a plot to murder Telemachus: but a bird flew near them on their left hand, an eagle with a dove in its talons. On this Amphinomus said, “My friends, this plot of ours to murder Telemachus will not succeed; let us go to dinner instead.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.247–267",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ Ἀμφίνομος, τοῖσιν δʼ ἐπιήνδανε μῦθος.\nἐλθόντες δʼ ἐς δώματʼ Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο\nχλαίνας μὲν κατέθεντο κατὰ κλισμούς τε θρόνους τε,\nοἱ δʼ ἱέρευον ὄϊς μεγάλους καὶ πίονας αἶγας,\nἵρευον δὲ σύας σιάλους καὶ βοῦν ἀγελαίην·\nσπλάγχνα δʼ ἄρʼ ὀπτήσαντες ἐνώμων, ἐν δέ τε οἶνον\nκρητῆρσιν κερόωντο· κύπελλα δὲ νεῖμε συβώτης.\nσῖτον δέ σφʼ ἐπένειμε Φιλοίτιος, ὄρχαμος ἀνδρῶν,\nκαλοῖς ἐν κανέοισιν, ἐῳνοχόει δὲ Μελανθεύς.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπʼ ὀνείαθʼ ἑτοῖμα προκείμενα χεῖρας ἴαλλον.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ Ὀδυσῆα καθίδρυε, κέρδεα νωμῶν,\nἐντὸς ἐϋσταθέος μεγάρου, παρὰ λάϊνον οὐδόν,\nδίφρον ἀεικέλιον καταθεὶς ὀλίγην τε τράπεζαν·\nπὰρ δʼ ἐτίθει σπλάγχνων μοίρας, ἐν δʼ οἶνον ἔχευεν\nἐν δέπαϊ χρυσέῳ, καί μιν πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπεν·\nἐνταυθοῖ νῦν ἧσο μετʼ ἀνδράσιν οἰνοποτάζων·\nκερτομίας δέ τοι αὐτὸς ἐγὼ καὶ χεῖρας ἀφέξω\nπάντων μνηστήρων, ἐπεὶ οὔ τοι δήμιός ἐστιν\nοἶκος ὅδʼ, ἀλλʼ Ὀδυσῆος, ἐμοὶ δʼ ἐκτήσατο κεῖνος.\nὑμεῖς δέ, μνηστῆρες, ἐπίσχετε θυμὸν ἐνιπῆς\nκαὶ χειρῶν, ἵνα μή τις ἔρις καὶ νεῖκος ὄρηται.",
    "en": "The others assented, so they went inside and laid their cloaks on the benches and seats. They sacrificed the sheep, goats, pigs, and the heifer, and when the inward meats were cooked they served them round. They mixed the wine in the mixing-bowls, and the swineherd gave every man his cup, while Philoetius handed round the bread in the bread baskets, and Melanthius poured them out their wine. Then they laid their hands upon the good things that were before them.\nTelemachus purposely made Ulysses sit in the part of the cloister that was paved with stone; he gave him a shabby looking seat at a little table to himself, and had his portion of the inward meats brought to him, with his wine in a gold cup. “Sit there,” said he, “and drink your wine among the great people. I will put a stop to the gibes and blows of the suitors, for this is no public house, but belongs to Ulysses, and has passed from him to me. Therefore, suitors, keep your hands and your tongues to yourselves, or there will be mischief.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.268–283",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ὀδὰξ ἐν χείλεσι φύντες\nΤηλέμαχον θαύμαζον, ὃ θαρσαλέως ἀγόρευε.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀντίνοος μετέφη, Εὐπείθεος υἱός·\nκαὶ χαλεπόν περ ἐόντα δεχώμεθα μῦθον, Ἀχαιοί,\nΤηλεμάχου· μάλα δʼ ἧμιν ἀπειλήσας ἀγορεύει.\nοὐ γὰρ Ζεὺς εἴασε Κρονίων· τῷ κέ μιν ἤδη\nπαύσαμεν ἐν μεγάροισι, λιγύν περ ἐόντʼ ἀγορητήν.\nὣς ἔφατʼ Ἀντίνοος· ὁ δʼ ἄρʼ οὐκ ἐμπάζετο μύθων.\nκήρυκες δʼ ἀνὰ ἄστυ θεῶν ἱερὴν ἑκατόμβην\nἦγον· τοὶ δʼ ἀγέροντο κάρη κομόωντες Ἀχαιοὶ\nἄλσος ὕπο σκιερὸν ἑκατηβόλου Ἀπόλλωνος.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ ὤπτησαν κρέʼ ὑπέρτερα καὶ ἐρύσαντο,\nμοίρας δασσάμενοι δαίνυντʼ ἐρικυδέα δαῖτα·\nπὰρ δʼ ἄρʼ Ὀδυσσῆϊ μοῖραν θέσαν οἳ πονέοντο\nἴσην, ὡς αὐτοί περ ἐλάγχανον· ὣς γὰρ ἀνώγει\nΤηλέμαχος, φίλος υἱὸς Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο.",
    "en": "The suitors bit their lips, and marvelled at the boldness of his speech; then Antinous said, “We do not like such language but we will put up with it, for Telemachus is threatening us in good earnest. If Jove had let us we should have put a stop to his brave talk ere now.”\nThus spoke Antinous, but Telemachus heeded him not. Meanwhile the heralds were bringing the holy hecatomb through the city, and the Achaeans gathered under the shady grove of Apollo.\nThen they roasted the outer meat, drew it off the spits, gave every man his portion, and feasted to their heart’s content; those who waited at table gave Ulysses exactly the same portion as the others had, for Telemachus had told them to do so."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.284–298",
    "orig": "μνηστῆρας δʼ οὐ πάμπαν ἀγήνορας εἴα Ἀθήνη\nλώβης ἴσχεσθαι θυμαλγέος, ὄφρʼ ἔτι μᾶλλον\nδύη ἄχος κραδίην Λαερτιάδην Ὀδυσῆα.\nἦν δέ τις ἐν μνηστῆρσιν ἀνὴρ ἀθεμίστια εἰδώς,\nΚτήσιππος δʼ ὄνομʼ ἔσκε, Σάμῃ δʼ ἐνὶ οἰκία ναῖεν·\nὃς δή τοι κτεάτεσσι πεποιθὼς θεσπεσίοισι\nμνάσκετʼ Ὀδυσσῆος δὴν οἰχομένοιο δάμαρτα.\nὅς ῥα τότε μνηστῆρσιν ὑπερφιάλοισι μετηύδα·\nκέκλυτέ μευ, μνηστῆρες ἀγήνορες, ὄφρα τι εἴπω·\nμοῖραν μὲν δὴ ξεῖνος ἔχει πάλαι, ὡς ἐπέοικεν,\nἴσην· οὐ γὰρ καλὸν ἀτέμβειν οὐδὲ δίκαιον\nξείνους Τηλεμάχου, ὅς κεν τάδε δώμαθʼ ἵκηται.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε οἱ καὶ ἐγὼ δῶ ξείνιον, ὄφρα καὶ αὐτὸς\nἠὲ λοετροχόῳ δώῃ γέρας ἠέ τῳ ἄλλῳ\nδμώων, οἳ κατὰ δώματʼ Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο.",
    "en": "But Minerva would not let the suitors for one moment drop their insolence, for she wanted Ulysses to become still more bitter against them. Now there happened to be among them a ribald fellow, whose name was Ctesippus, and who came from Same. This man, confident in his great wealth, was paying court to the wife of Ulysses, and said to the suitors, “Hear what I have to say. The stranger has already had as large a portion as any one else; this is well, for it is not right nor reasonable to ill-treat any guest of Telemachus who comes here. I will, however, make him a present on my own account, that he may have something to give to the bath-woman, or to some other of Ulysses’ servants.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.299–319",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ἔρριψε βοὸς πόδα χειρὶ παχείῃ.\nκείμενον ἐκ κανέοιο λαβών· ὁ δʼ ἀλεύατʼ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἦκα παρακλίνας κεφαλήν, μείδησε δὲ θυμῷ\nσαρδάνιον μάλα τοῖον· ὁ δʼ εὔδμητον βάλε τοῖχον.\nΚτήσιππον δʼ ἄρα Τηλέμαχος ἠνίπαπε μύθῳ·\nΚτήσιππʼ, ἦ μάλα τοι τόδε κέρδιον ἔπλετο θυμῷ·\nοὐκ ἔβαλες τὸν ξεῖνον· ἀλεύατο γὰρ βέλος αὐτός.\nἦ γάρ κέν σε μέσον βάλον ἔγχεϊ ὀξυόεντι,\nκαί κέ τοι ἀντὶ γάμοιο πατὴρ τάφον ἀμφεπονεῖτο\nἐνθάδε. τῷ μή τίς μοι ἀεικείας ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nφαινέτω· ἤδη γὰρ νοέω καὶ οἶδα ἕκαστα,\nἐσθλά τε καὶ τὰ χέρηα· πάρος δʼ ἔτι νήπιος ἦα.\nἀλλʼ ἔμπης τάδε μὲν καὶ τέτλαμεν εἰσορόωντες,\nμήλων σφαζομένων οἴνοιό τε πινομένοιο\nκαὶ σίτου· χαλεπὸν γὰρ ἐρυκακέειν ἕνα πολλούς.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μηκέτι μοι κακὰ ῥέζετε δυσμενέοντες·\nεἰ δʼ ἤδη μʼ αὐτὸν κτεῖναι μενεαίνετε χαλκῷ,\nκαί κε τὸ βουλοίμην, καί κεν πολὺ κέρδιον εἴη\nτεθνάμεν ἢ τάδε γʼ αἰὲν ἀεικέα ἔργʼ ὁράασθαι,\nξείνους τε στυφελιζομένους δμῳάς τε γυναῖκας\nῥυστάζοντας ἀεικελίως κατὰ δώματα καλά.",
    "en": "As he spoke he picked up a heifer’s foot from the meat-basket in which it lay, and threw it at Ulysses, but Ulysses turned his head a little aside, and avoided it, smiling grimly Sardinian fashion as he did so, and it hit the wall, not him. On this Telemachus spoke fiercely to Ctesippus, “It is a good thing for you,” said he, “that the stranger turned his head so that you missed him. If you had hit him I should have run you through with my spear, and your father would have had to see about getting you buried rather than married in this house. So let me have no more unseemly behaviour from any of you, for I am grown up now to the knowledge of good and evil and understand what is going on, instead of being the child that I have been heretofore. I have long seen you killing my sheep and making free with my corn and wine: I have put up with this, for one man is no match for many, but do me no further violence. Still, if you wish to kill me, kill me; I would far rather die than see such disgraceful scenes day after day, guests insulted, and men dragging the women servants about the house in an unseemly way.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.320–337",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἀκὴν ἐγένοντο σιωπῇ·\nὀψὲ δὲ δὴ μετέειπε Δαμαστορίδης Ἀγέλαος·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐκ ἂν δή τις ἐπὶ ῥηθέντι δικαίῳ\nἀντιβίοις ἐπέεσσι καθαπτόμενος χαλεπαίνοι·\nμήτε τι τὸν ξεῖνον στυφελίζετε μήτε τινʼ ἄλλον\nδμώων, οἳ κατὰ δώματʼ Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο.\nΤηλεμάχῳ δέ κε μῦθον ἐγὼ καὶ μητέρι φαίην\nἤπιον, εἴ σφωϊν κραδίῃ ἅδοι ἀμφοτέροιϊν.\nὄφρα μὲν ὑμῖν θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἐώλπει\nνοστήσειν Ὀδυσῆα πολύφρονα ὅνδε δόμονδε,\nτόφρʼ οὔ τις νέμεσις μενέμεν τʼ ἦν ἰσχέμεναί τε\nμνηστῆρας κατὰ δώματʼ, ἐπεὶ τόδε κέρδιον ἦεν,\nεἰ νόστησʼ Ὀδυσεὺς καὶ ὑπότροπος ἵκετο δῶμα·\nνῦν δʼ ἤδη τόδε δῆλον, ὅ τʼ οὐκέτι νόστιμός ἐστιν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε, σῇ τάδε μητρὶ παρεζόμενος κατάλεξον,\nγήμασθʼ ὅς τις ἄριστος ἀνὴρ καὶ πλεῖστα πόρῃσιν,\nὄφρα σὺ μὲν χαίρων πατρώϊα πάντα νέμηαι,\nἔσθων καὶ πίνων, ἡ δʼ ἄλλου δῶμα κομίζῃ.",
    "en": "They all held their peace till at last Agelaus son of Damastor said, “No one should take offence at what has just been said, nor gainsay it, for it is quite reasonable. Leave off, therefore, ill-treating the stranger, or any one else of the servants who are about the house; I would say, however, a friendly word to Telemachus and his mother, which I trust may commend itself to both. ‘As long,’ I would say, ‘as you had ground for hoping that Ulysses would one day come home, no one could complain of your waiting and suffering the suitors to be in your house. It would have been better that he should have returned, but it is now sufficiently clear that he will never do so; therefore talk all this quietly over with your mother, and tell her to marry the best man, and the one who makes her the most advantageous offer. Thus you will yourself be able to manage your own inheritance, and to eat and drink in peace, while your mother will look after some other man’s house, not yours.’”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.338–357",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nοὐ μὰ Ζῆνʼ, Ἀγέλαε, καὶ ἄλγεα πατρὸς ἐμοῖο,\nὅς που τῆλʼ Ἰθάκης ἢ ἔφθιται ἢ ἀλάληται,\nοὔ τι διατρίβω μητρὸς γάμον, ἀλλὰ κελεύω\nγήμασθʼ ᾧ κʼ ἐθέλῃ, ποτὶ δʼ ἄσπετα δῶρα δίδωμι.\nαἰδέομαι δʼ ἀέκουσαν ἀπὸ μεγάροιο δίεσθαι\nμύθῳ ἀναγκαίῳ· μὴ τοῦτο θεὸς τελέσειεν.\nὣς φάτο Τηλέμαχος· μνηστῆρσι δὲ Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη\nἄσβεστον γέλω ὦρσε, παρέπλαγξεν δὲ νόημα.\nοἱ δʼ ἤδη γναθμοῖσι γελοίων ἀλλοτρίοισιν,\nαἱμοφόρυκτα δὲ δὴ κρέα ἤσθιον· ὄσσε δʼ ἄρα σφέων\nδακρυόφιν πίμπλαντο, γόον δʼ ὠΐετο θυμός.\nτοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειπε Θεοκλύμενος θεοειδής·\nἆ δειλοί, τί κακὸν τόδε πάσχετε; νυκτὶ μὲν ὑμέων\nεἰλύαται κεφαλαί τε πρόσωπά τε νέρθε τε γοῦνα.\nοἰμωγὴ δὲ δέδηε, δεδάκρυνται δὲ παρειαί,\nαἵματι δʼ ἐρράδαται τοῖχοι καλαί τε μεσόδμαι·\nεἰδώλων δὲ πλέον πρόθυρον, πλείη δὲ καὶ αὐλή,\nἱεμένων Ἔρεβόσδε ὑπὸ ζόφον· ἠέλιος δὲ\nοὐρανοῦ ἐξαπόλωλε, κακὴ δʼ ἐπιδέδρομεν ἀχλύς.",
    "en": "To this Telemachus answered, “By Jove, Agelaus, and by the sorrows of my unhappy father, who has either perished far from Ithaca, or is wandering in some distant land, I throw no obstacles in the way of my mother’s marriage; on the contrary I urge her to choose whomsoever she will, and I will give her numberless gifts into the bargain, but I dare not insist point blank that she shall leave the house against her own wishes. Heaven forbid that I should do this.”\nMinerva now made the suitors fall to laughing immoderately, and set their wits wandering; but they were laughing with a forced laughter. Their meat became smeared with blood; their eyes filled with tears, and their hearts were heavy with forebodings. Theoclymenus saw this and said, “Unhappy men, what is it that ails you? There is a shroud of darkness drawn over you from head to foot, your cheeks are wet with tears; the air is alive with wailing voices; the walls and roof-beams drip blood; the gate of the cloisters and the court beyond them are full of ghosts trooping down into the night of hell; the sun is blotted out of heaven, and a blighting gloom is over all the land.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.358–370",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἐπʼ αὐτῷ ἡδὺ γέλασσαν.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Εὐρύμαχος, Πολύβου πάϊς, ἦρχʼ ἀγορεύειν·\nἀφραίνει ξεῖνος νέον ἄλλοθεν εἰληλουθώς.\nἀλλά μιν αἶψα, νέοι, δόμου ἐκπέμψασθε θύραζε\nεἰς ἀγορὴν ἔρχεσθαι, ἐπεὶ τάδε νυκτὶ ἐΐσκει.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε Θεοκλύμενος θεοειδής·\nΕὐρύμαχʼ, οὔ τί σʼ ἄνωγα ἐμοὶ πομπῆας ὀπάζειν·\nεἰσί μοι ὀφθαλμοί τε καὶ οὔατα καὶ πόδες ἄμφω\nκαὶ νόος ἐν στήθεσσι τετυγμένος οὐδὲν ἀεικής.\nτοῖς ἔξειμι θύραζε, ἐπεὶ νοέω κακὸν ὔμμιν\nἐρχόμενον, τό κεν οὔ τις ὑπεκφύγοι οὐδʼ ἀλέαιτο\nμνηστήρων, οἳ δῶμα κάτʼ ἀντιθέου Ὀδυσῆος\nἀνέρας ὑβρίζοντες ἀτάσθαλα μηχανάασθε.",
    "en": "Thus did he speak, and they all of them laughed heartily. Eurymachus then said, “This stranger who has lately come here has lost his senses. Servants, turn him out into the streets, since he finds it so dark here.”\nBut Theoclymenus said, “Eurymachus, you need not send any one with me. I have eyes, ears, and a pair of feet of my own, to say nothing of an understanding mind. I will take these out of the house with me, for I see mischief overhanging you, from which not one of you men who are insulting people and plotting ill deeds in the house of Ulysses will be able to escape.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.371–383",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ἐξῆλθε δόμων εὖ ναιεταόντων,\nἵκετο δʼ ἐς Πείραιον, ὅ μιν πρόφρων ὑπέδεκτο.\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἐς ἀλλήλους ὁρόωντες\nΤηλέμαχον ἐρέθιζον, ἐπὶ ξείνοις γελόωντες·\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκε νέων ὑπερηνορεόντων·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, οὔ τις σεῖο κακοξεινώτερος ἄλλος·\nοἷον μέν τινα τοῦτον ἔχεις ἐπίμαστον ἀλήτην,\nσίτου καὶ οἴνου κεχρημένον, οὐδέ τι ἔργων\nἔμπαιον οὐδὲ βίης, ἀλλʼ αὔτως ἄχθος ἀρούρης.\nἄλλος δʼ αὖτέ τις οὗτος ἀνέστη μαντεύεσθαι.\nἀλλʼ εἴ μοί τι πίθοιο, τό κεν πολὺ κέρδιον εἴη·\nτοὺς ξείνους ἐν νηῒ πολυκληῗδι βαλόντες\nἐς Σικελοὺς πέμψωμεν, ὅθεν κέ τοι ἄξιον ἄλφοι.",
    "en": "He left the house as he spoke, and went back to Piraeus who gave him welcome, but the suitors kept looking at one another and provoking Telemachus by laughing at the strangers. One insolent fellow said to him, “Telemachus, you are not happy in your guests; first you have this importunate tramp, who comes begging bread and wine and has no skill for work or for hard fighting, but is perfectly useless, and now here is another fellow who is setting himself up as a prophet. Let me persuade you, for it will be much better to put them on board ship and send them off to the Sicels to sell for what they will bring.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 20.384–394",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφασαν μνηστῆρες· ὁ δʼ οὐκ ἐμπάζετο μύθων,\nἀλλʼ ἀκέων πατέρα προσεδέρκετο, δέγμενος αἰεί,\nὁππότε δὴ μνηστῆρσιν ἀναιδέσι χεῖρας ἐφήσει.\nἡ δὲ κατʼ ἄντηστιν θεμένη περικαλλέα δίφρον\nκούρη Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρων Πηνελόπεια,\nἀνδρῶν ἐν μεγάροισιν ἑκάστου μῦθον ἄκουεν.\nδεῖπνον μὲν γάρ τοί γε γελοίωντες τετύκοντο\nἡδὺ τε καὶ μενοεικές, ἐπεὶ μάλα πόλλʼ ἱέρευσαν·\nδόρπου δʼ οὐκ ἄν πως ἀχαρίστερον ἄλλο γένοιτο,\nοἷον δὴ τάχʼ ἔμελλε θεὰ καὶ καρτερὸς ἀνὴρ\nθησέμεναι· πρότεροι γὰρ ἀεικέα μηχανόωντο.",
    "en": "Telemachus gave him no heed, but sat silently watching his father, expecting every moment that he would begin his attack upon the suitors.\nMeanwhile the daughter of Icarius, wise Penelope, had had a rich seat placed for her facing the court and cloisters, so that she could hear what every one was saying. The dinner indeed had been prepared amid much merriment; it had been both good and abundant, for they had sacrificed many victims; but the supper was yet to come, and nothing can be conceived more gruesome than the meal which a goddess and a brave man were soon to lay before them, for they had brought their doom upon themselves."
   }
  ],
  "21": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.1–21",
    "orig": "τῇ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπὶ φρεσὶ θῆκε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη,\nκούρῃ Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρονι Πηνελοπείῃ,\nτόξον μνηστήρεσσι θέμεν πολιόν τε σίδηρον\nἐν μεγάροις Ὀδυσῆος, ἀέθλια καὶ φόνου ἀρχήν.\nκλίμακα δʼ ὑψηλὴν προσεβήσετο οἷο δόμοιο,\nεἵλετο δὲ κληῗδʼ εὐκαμπέα χειρὶ παχείῃ\nκαλὴν χαλκείην· κώπη δʼ ἐλέφαντος ἐπῆεν.\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεναι θάλαμόνδε σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξὶν\nἔσχατον· ἔνθα δέ οἱ κειμήλια κεῖτο ἄνακτος,\nχαλκός τε χρυσός τε πολύκμητός τε σίδηρος.\nἔνθα δὲ τόξον κεῖτο παλίντονον ἠδὲ φαρέτρη\nἰοδόκος, πολλοὶ δʼ ἔνεσαν στονόεντες ὀϊστοί,\nδῶρα τά οἱ ξεῖνος Λακεδαίμονι δῶκε τυχήσας\nἼφιτος Εὐρυτίδης, ἐπιείκελος ἀθανάτοισι.\nτὼ δʼ ἐν Μεσσήνῃ ξυμβλήτην ἀλλήλοιϊν\nοἴκῳ ἐν Ὀρτιλόχοιο δαΐφρονος. ἦ τοι Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἦλθε μετὰ χρεῖος, τό ῥά οἱ πᾶς δῆμος ὄφελλε·\nμῆλα γὰρ ἐξ Ἰθάκης Μεσσήνιοι ἄνδρες ἄειραν\nνηυσὶ πολυκλήϊσι τριηκόσιʼ ἠδὲ νομῆας.\nτῶν ἕνεκʼ ἐξεσίην πολλὴν ὁδὸν ἦλθεν Ὀδυσσεὺς\nπαιδνὸς ἐών· πρὸ γὰρ ἧκε πατὴρ ἄλλοι τε γέροντες.",
    "en": "Minerva now put it in Penelope’s mind to make the suitors try their skill with the bow and with the iron axes, in contest among themselves, as a means of bringing about their destruction. She went upstairs and got the store-room key, which was made of bronze and had a handle of ivory; she then went with her maidens into the store-room at the end of the house, where her husband’s treasures of gold, bronze, and wrought iron were kept, and where was also his bow, and the quiver full of deadly arrows that had been given him by a friend whom he had met in Lacedaemon, Iphitus the son of Eurytus. The two fell in with one another in Messene at the house of Ortilochus, where Ulysses was staying in order to recover a debt that was owing from the whole people; for the Messenians had carried off three hundred sheep from Ithaca, and had sailed away with them and with their shepherds. In quest of these Ulysses took a long journey while still quite young, for his father and the other chieftains sent him on a mission to recover them."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.22–41",
    "orig": "Ἴφιτος αὖθʼ ἵππους διζήμενος, αἵ οἱ ὄλοντο\nδώδεκα θήλειαι, ὑπὸ δʼ ἡμίονοι ταλαεργοί·\nαἳ δή οἱ καὶ ἔπειτα φόνος καὶ μοῖρα γένοντο,\nἐπεὶ δὴ Διὸς υἱὸν ἀφίκετο καρτερόθυμον,\nφῶθʼ Ἡρακλῆα, μεγάλων ἐπιίστορα ἔργων,\nὅς μιν ξεῖνον ἐόντα κατέκτανεν ᾧ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ,\nσχέτλιος, οὐδὲ θεῶν ὄπιν ᾐδέσατʼ οὐδὲ τράπεζαν,\nτὴν ἥν οἱ παρέθηκεν· ἔπειτα δὲ πέφνε καὶ αὐτόν,\nἵππους δʼ αὐτὸς ἔχε κρατερώνυχας ἐν μεγάροισι.\nτὰς ἐρέων Ὀδυσῆϊ συνήντετο, δῶκε δὲ τόξον,\nτὸ πρὶν μέν ῥʼ ἐφόρει μέγας Εὔρυτος, αὐτὰρ ὁ παιδὶ\nκάλλιπʼ ἀποθνῄσκων ἐν δώμασιν ὑψηλοῖσι.\nτῷ δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς ξίφος ὀξὺ καὶ ἄλκιμον ἔγχος ἔδωκεν,\nἀρχὴν ξεινοσύνης προσκηδέος· οὐδὲ τραπέζῃ\nγνώτην ἀλλήλων· πρὶν γὰρ Διὸς υἱὸς ἔπεφνεν\nἼφιτον Εὐρυτίδην, ἐπιείκελον ἀθανάτοισιν,\nὅς οἱ τόξον ἔδωκε. τὸ δʼ οὔ ποτε δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἐρχόμενος πόλεμόνδε μελαινάων ἐπὶ νηῶν\nᾑρεῖτʼ, ἀλλʼ αὐτοῦ μνῆμα ξείνοιο φίλοιο\nκέσκετʼ ἐνὶ μεγάροισι, φόρει δέ μιν ἧς ἐπὶ γαίης.",
    "en": "Iphitus had gone there also to try and get back twelve brood mares that he had lost, and the mule foals that were running with them. These mares were the death of him in the end, for when he went to the house of Jove’s son, mighty Hercules, who performed such prodigies of valour, Hercules to his shame killed him, though he was his guest, for he feared not heaven’s vengeance, nor yet respected his own table which he had set before Iphitus, but killed him in spite of everything, and kept the mares himself. It was when claiming these that Iphitus met Ulysses, and gave him the bow which mighty Eurytus had been used to carry, and which on his death had been left by him to his son. Ulysses gave him in return a sword and a spear, and this was the beginning of a fast friendship, although they never visited at one another’s houses, for Jove’s son Hercules killed Iphitus ere they could do so. This bow, then, given him by Iphitus, had not been taken with him by Ulysses when he sailed for Troy; he had used it so long as he had been at home, but had left it behind as having been a keepsake from a valued friend."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.42–60",
    "orig": "ἡ δʼ ὅτε δὴ θάλαμον τὸν ἀφίκετο δῖα γυναικῶν\nοὐδόν τε δρύϊνον προσεβήσετο, τόν ποτε τέκτων\nξέσσεν ἐπισταμένως καὶ ἐπὶ στάθμην ἴθυνεν,\nἐν δὲ σταθμοὺς ἄρσε, θύρας δʼ ἐπέθηκε φαεινάς,\nαὐτίκʼ ἄρʼ ἥ γʼ ἱμάντα θοῶς ἀπέλυσε κορώνης,\nἐν δὲ κληῗδʼ ἧκε, θυρέων δʼ ἀνέκοπτεν ὀχῆας\nἄντα τιτυσκομένη· τὰ δʼ ἀνέβραχεν ἠΰτε ταῦρος\nβοσκόμενος λειμῶνι· τόσʼ ἔβραχε καλὰ θύρετρα\nπληγέντα κληΐδι, πετάσθησαν δέ οἱ ὦκα.\nἡ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐφʼ ὑψηλῆς σανίδος βῆ· ἔνθα δὲ χηλοὶ\nἕστασαν, ἐν δʼ ἄρα τῇσι θυώδεα εἵματʼ ἔκειτο.\nἔνθεν ὀρεξαμένη ἀπὸ πασσάλου αἴνυτο τόξον\nαὐτῷ γωρυτῷ, ὅς οἱ περίκειτο φαεινός.\nἑζομένη δὲ κατʼ αὖθι, φίλοις ἐπὶ γούνασι θεῖσα,\nκλαῖε μάλα λιγέως, ἐκ δʼ ᾕρεε τόξον ἄνακτος.\nἡ δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν τάρφθη πολυδακρύτοιο γόοιο,\nβῆ ῥʼ ἴμεναι μέγαρόνδε μετὰ μνηστῆρας ἀγαυοὺς\nτόξον ἔχουσʼ ἐν χειρὶ παλίντονον ἠδὲ φαρέτρην\nἰοδόκον· πολλοὶ δʼ ἔνεσαν στονόεντες ὀϊστοί.",
    "en": "Penelope presently reached the oak threshold of the store-room; the carpenter had planed this duly, and had drawn a line on it so as to get it quite straight; he had then set the door posts into it and hung the doors. She loosed the strap from the handle of the door, put in the key, and drove it straight home to shoot back the bolts that held the doors; these flew open with a noise like a bull bellowing in a meadow, and Penelope stepped upon the raised platform, where the chests stood in which the fair linen and clothes were laid by along with fragrant herbs: reaching thence, she took down the bow with its bow case from the peg on which it hung. She sat down with it on her knees, weeping bitterly as she took the bow out of its case, and when her tears had relieved her, she went to the cloister where the suitors were, carrying the bow and the quiver, with the many deadly arrows that were inside it."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.61–79",
    "orig": "τῇ δʼ ἄρʼ ἅμʼ ἀμφίπολοι φέρον ὄγκιον, ἔνθα σίδηρος\nκεῖτο πολὺς καὶ χαλκός, ἀέθλια τοῖο ἄνακτος.\nἡ δʼ ὅτε δὴ μνηστῆρας ἀφίκετο δῖα γυναικῶν,\nστῆ ῥα παρὰ σταθμὸν τέγεος πύκα ποιητοῖο,\nἄντα παρειάων σχομένη λιπαρὰ κρήδεμνα.\nἀμφίπολος δʼ ἄρα οἱ κεδνὴ ἑκάτερθε παρέστη.\nαὐτίκα δὲ μνηστῆρσι μετηύδα καὶ φάτο μῦθον·\nκέκλυτέ μευ, μνηστῆρες ἀγήνορες, οἳ τόδε δῶμα\nἐχράετʼ ἐσθιέμεν καὶ πινέμεν ἐμμενὲς αἰεὶ\nἀνδρὸς ἀποιχομένοιο πολὺν χρόνον· οὐδέ τινʼ ἄλλην\nμύθου ποιήσασθαι ἐπισχεσίην ἐδύνασθε,\nἀλλʼ ἐμὲ ἱέμενοι γῆμαι θέσθαι τε γυναῖκα.\nἀλλʼ ἄγετε, μνηστῆρες, ἐπεὶ τόδε φαίνετʼ ἄεθλον.\nθήσω γὰρ μέγα τόξον Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο·\nὃς δέ κε ῥηΐτατʼ ἐντανύσῃ βιὸν ἐν παλάμῃσι\nκαὶ διοϊστεύσῃ πελέκεων δυοκαίδεκα πάντων,\nτῷ κεν ἅμʼ ἑσποίμην, νοσφισσαμένη τόδε δῶμα\nκουρίδιον, μάλα καλόν, ἐνίπλειον βιότοιο,\nτοῦ ποτὲ μεμνήσεσθαι ὀΐομαι ἔν περ ὀνείρῳ.",
    "en": "Along with her came her maidens, bearing a chest that contained much iron and bronze which her husband had won as prizes. When she reached the suitors, she stood by one of the bearing-posts supporting the roof of the cloister, holding a veil before her face, and with a maid on either side of her. Then she said:\n“Listen to me you suitors, who persist in abusing the hospitality of this house because its owner has been long absent, and without other pretext than that you want to marry me; this, then, being the prize that you are contending for, I will bring out the mighty bow of Ulysses, and whomsoever of you shall string it most easily and send his arrow through each one of twelve axes, him will I follow and quit this house of my lawful husband, so goodly, and so abounding in wealth. But even so I doubt not that I shall remember it in my dreams.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.80–100",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, καί ῥʼ Εὔμαιον ἀνώγει, δῖον ὑφορβόν,\nτόξον μνηστήρεσσι θέμεν πολιόν τε σίδηρον.\nδακρύσας δʼ Εὔμαιος ἐδέξατο καὶ κατέθηκε·\nκλαῖε δὲ βουκόλος ἄλλοθʼ, ἐπεὶ ἴδε τόξον ἄνακτος.\nἈντίνοος δʼ ἐνένιπεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·\nνήπιοι ἀγροιῶται, ἐφημέρια φρονέοντες,\nἆ δειλώ, τί νυ δάκρυ κατείβετον ἠδὲ γυναικὶ\nθυμὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ὀρίνετον; ᾗ τε καὶ ἄλλως\nκεῖται ἐν ἄλγεσι θυμός, ἐπεὶ φίλον ὤλεσʼ ἀκοίτην.\nἀλλʼ ἀκέων δαίνυσθε καθήμενοι, ἠὲ θύραζε\nκλαίετον ἐξελθόντε, κατʼ αὐτόθι τόξα λιπόντε,\nμνηστήρεσσιν ἄεθλον ἀάατον· οὐ γὰρ ὀΐω\nῥηϊδίως τόδε τόξον ἐΰξοον ἐντανύεσθαι.\nοὐ γάρ τις μέτα τοῖος ἀνὴρ ἐν τοίσδεσι πᾶσιν\nοἷος Ὀδυσσεὺς ἔσκεν· ἐγὼ δέ μιν αὐτὸς ὄπωπα,\nκαὶ γὰρ μνήμων εἰμί, πάϊς δʼ ἔτι νήπιος ἦα.\nὣς φάτο, τῷ δʼ ἄρα θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἐώλπει\nνευρὴν ἐντανύσειν διοϊστεύσειν τε σιδήρου.\nἦ τοι ὀϊστοῦ γε πρῶτος γεύσεσθαι ἔμελλεν\nἐκ χειρῶν Ὀδυσῆος ἀμύμονος, ὃν τότʼ ἀτίμα\nἥμενος ἐν μεγάροις, ἐπὶ δʼ ὤρνυε πάντας ἑταίρους.",
    "en": "As she spoke, she told Eumaeus to set the bow and the pieces of iron before the suitors, and Eumaeus wept as he took them to do as she had bidden him. Hard by, the stockman wept also when he saw his master’s bow, but Antinous scolded them. “You country louts,” said he, “silly simpletons; why should you add to the sorrows of your mistress by crying in this way? She has enough to grieve her in the loss of her husband; sit still, therefore, and eat your dinners in silence, or go outside if you want to cry, and leave the bow behind you. We suitors shall have to contend for it with might and main, for we shall find it no light matter to string such a bow as this is. There is not a man of us all who is such another as Ulysses; for I have seen him and remember him, though I was then only a child.”\nThis was what he said, but all the time he was expecting to be able to string the bow and shoot through the iron, whereas in fact he was to be the first that should taste of the arrows from the hands of Ulysses, whom he was dishonouring in his own house, egging the others on to do so also."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.101–117",
    "orig": "τοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειφʼ ἱερὴ ἲς Τηλεμάχοιο·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μάλα με Ζεὺς ἄφρονα θῆκε Κρονίων·\nμήτηρ μέν μοί φησι φίλη, πινυτή περ ἐοῦσα,\nἄλλῳ ἅμʼ ἕψεσθαι νοσφισσαμένη τόδε δῶμα·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ γελόω καὶ τέρπομαι ἄφρονι θυμῷ.\nἀλλʼ ἄγετε, μνηστῆρες, ἐπεὶ τόδε φαίνετʼ ἄεθλον,\nοἵη νῦν οὐκ ἔστι γυνὴ κατʼ Ἀχαιΐδα γαῖαν,\nοὔτε Πύλου ἱερῆς οὔτʼ Ἄργεος οὔτε Μυκήνης·\nοὔτʼ αὐτῆς Ἰθάκης οὔτʼ ἠπείροιο μελαίνης·\nκαὶ δʼ αὐτοὶ τόδε γʼ ἴστε· τί με χρὴ μητέρος αἴνου;\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μὴ μύνῃσι παρέλκετε μηδʼ ἔτι τόξου\nδηρὸν ἀποτρωπᾶσθε τανυστύος, ὄφρα ἴδωμεν.\nκαὶ δέ κεν αὐτὸς ἐγὼ τοῦ τόξου πειρησαίμην·\nεἰ δέ κεν ἐντανύσω διοϊστεύσω τε σιδήρου,\nοὔ κέ μοι ἀχνυμένῳ τάδε δώματα πότνια μήτηρ\nλείποι ἅμʼ ἄλλῳ ἰοῦσʼ, ὅτʼ ἐγὼ κατόπισθε λιποίμην\nοἷός τʼ ἤδη πατρὸς ἀέθλια κάλʼ ἀνελέσθαι.",
    "en": "Then Telemachus spoke. “Great heavens!” he exclaimed, “Jove must have robbed me of my senses. Here is my dear and excellent mother saying she will quit this house and marry again, yet I am laughing and enjoying myself as though there were nothing happening. But, suitors, as the contest has been agreed upon, let it go forward. It is for a woman whose peer is not to be found in Pylos, Argos, or Mycene, nor yet in Ithaca nor on the mainland. You know this as well as I do; what need have I to speak in praise of my mother? Come on, then, make no excuses for delay, but let us see whether you can string the bow or no. I too will make trial of it, for if I can string it and shoot through the iron, I shall not suffer my mother to quit this house with a stranger, not if I can win the prizes which my father won before me.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.118–130",
    "orig": "ἦ καὶ ἀπʼ ὤμοιϊν χλαῖναν θέτο φοινικόεσσαν\nὀρθὸς ἀναΐξας, ἀπὸ δὲ ξίφος ὀξὺ θέτʼ ὤμων.\nπρῶτον μὲν πελέκεας στῆσεν, διὰ τάφρον ὀρύξας\nπᾶσι μίαν μακρήν, καὶ ἐπὶ στάθμην ἴθυνεν,\nἀμφὶ δὲ γαῖαν ἔναξε· τάφος δʼ ἕλε πάντας ἰδόντας,\nὡς εὐκόσμως στῆσε· πάρος δʼ οὐ πώ ποτʼ ὀπώπει.\nστῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπʼ οὐδὸν ἰὼν καὶ τόξου πειρήτιζε.\nτρὶς μέν μιν πελέμιξεν ἐρύσσεσθαι μενεαίνων,\nτρὶς δὲ μεθῆκε βίης, ἐπιελπόμενος τό γε θυμῷ,\nνευρὴν ἐντανύειν διοϊστεύσειν τε σιδήρου.\nκαί νύ κε δή ῥʼ ἐτάνυσσε βίῃ τὸ τέταρτον ἀνέλκων,\nἀλλʼ Ὀδυσεὺς ἀνένευε καὶ ἔσχεθεν ἱέμενόν περ.\nτοῖς δʼ αὖτις μετέειφʼ ἱερὴ ἲς Τηλεμάχοιο·",
    "en": "As he spoke he sprang from his seat, threw his crimson cloak from him, and took his sword from his shoulder. First he set the axes in a row, in a long groove which he had dug for them, and had made straight by line. Then he stamped the earth tight round them, and everyone was surprised when they saw him set them up so orderly, though he had never seen anything of the kind before. This done, he went on to the pavement to make trial of the bow; thrice did he tug at it, trying with all his might to draw the string, and thrice he had to leave off, though he had hoped to string the bow and shoot through the iron. He was trying for the fourth time, and would have strung it had not Ulysses made a sign to check him in spite of all his eagerness. So he said:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.131–142",
    "orig": "ὢ πόποι, ἦ καὶ ἔπειτα κακός τʼ ἔσομαι καὶ ἄκικυς,\nἠὲ νεώτερός εἰμι καὶ οὔ πω χερσὶ πέποιθα\nἄνδρʼ ἀπαμύνασθαι, ὅτε τις πρότερος χαλεπήνῃ.\nἀλλʼ ἄγεθʼ, οἵ περ ἐμεῖο βίῃ προφερέστεροί ἐστε,\nτόξου πειρήσασθε, καὶ ἐκτελέωμεν ἄεθλον.\nὣς εἰπὼν τόξον μὲν ἀπὸ ἕο θῆκε χαμᾶζε,\nκλίνας κολλητῇσιν ἐϋξέστῃς σανίδεσσιν,\nαὐτοῦ δʼ ὠκὺ βέλος καλῇ προσέκλινε κορώνῃ,\nἂψ δʼ αὖτις κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετʼ ἐπὶ θρόνου ἔνθεν ἀνέστη.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Ἀντίνοος μετέφη, Εὐπείθεος υἱός·\nὄρνυσθʼ ἑξείης ἐπιδέξια πάντες ἑταῖροι,\nἀρξάμενοι τοῦ χώρου ὅθεν τέ περ οἰνοχοεύει.",
    "en": "“Alas! I shall either be always feeble and of no prowess, or I am too young, and have not yet reached my full strength so as to be able to hold my own if any one attacks me. You others, therefore, who are stronger than I, make trial of the bow and get this contest settled.”\nOn this he put the bow down, letting it lean against the door [that led into the house] with the arrow standing against the top of the bow. Then he sat down on the seat from which he had risen, and Antinous said:\n“Come on each of you in his turn, going towards the right from the place at which the cupbearer begins when he is handing round the wine.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.143–162",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφατʼ Ἀντίνοος, τοῖσιν δʼ ἐπιήνδανε μῦθος.\nΛειώδης δὲ πρῶτος ἀνίστατο, Οἴνοπος υἱός,\nὅ σφι θυοσκόος ἔσκε, παρὰ κρητῆρα δὲ καλὸν\nἷζε μυχοίτατος αἰέν· ἀτασθαλίαι δέ οἱ οἴῳ\nἐχθραὶ ἔσαν, πᾶσιν δὲ νεμέσσα μνηστήρεσσιν·\nὅς ῥα τότε πρῶτος τόξον λάβε καὶ βέλος ὠκύ.\nστῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπʼ οὐδὸν ἰὼν καὶ τόξου πειρήτιζεν,\nοὐδέ μιν ἐντάνυσε· πρὶν γὰρ κάμε χεῖρας ἀνέλκων\nἀτρίπτους ἁπαλάς· μετὰ δὲ μνηστῆρσιν ἔειπεν·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐ μὲν ἐγὼ τανύω, λαβέτω δὲ καὶ ἄλλος.\nπολλοὺς γὰρ τόδε τόξον ἀριστῆας κεκαδήσει\nθυμοῦ καὶ ψυχῆς, ἐπεὶ ἦ πολὺ φέρτερόν ἐστι\nτεθνάμεν ἢ ζώοντας ἁμαρτεῖν, οὗθʼ ἕνεκʼ αἰεὶ\nἐνθάδʼ ὁμιλέομεν, ποτιδέγμενοι ἤματα πάντα.\nνῦν μέν τις καὶ ἔλπετʼ ἐνὶ φρεσὶν ἠδὲ μενοινᾷ\nγῆμαι Πηνελόπειαν, Ὀδυσσῆος παράκοιτιν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν τόξου πειρήσεται ἠδὲ ἴδηται,\nἄλλην δή τινʼ ἔπειτα Ἀχαιϊάδων εὐπέπλων\nμνάσθω ἐέδνοισιν διζήμενος· ἡ δέ κʼ ἔπειτα\nγήμαιθʼ ὅς κε πλεῖστα πόροι καὶ μόρσιμος ἔλθοι.",
    "en": "The rest agreed, and Leiodes son of Oenops was the first to rise. He was sacrificial priest to the suitors, and sat in the corner near the mixing-bowl. He was the only man who hated their evil deeds and was indignant with the others. He was now the first to take the bow and arrow, so he went on to the pavement to make his trial, but he could not string the bow, for his hands were weak and unused to hard work, they therefore soon grew tired, and he said to the suitors, “My friends, I cannot string it; let another have it, this bow shall take the life and soul out of many a chief among us, for it is better to die than to live after having missed the prize that we have so long striven for, and which has brought us so long together. Some one of us is even now hoping and praying that he may marry Penelope, but when he has seen this bow and tried it, let him woo and make bridal offerings to some other woman, and let Penelope marry whoever makes her the best offer and whose lot it is to win her.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.163–174",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἐφώνησεν καὶ ἀπὸ ἕο τόξον ἔθηκε,\nκλίνας κολλητῇσιν ἐϋξέστῃς σανίδεσσιν,\nαὐτοῦ δʼ ὠκὺ βέλος καλῇ προσέκλινε κορώνῃ,\nἂψ δʼ αὖτις κατʼ ἄρ ἕζετʼ ἐπὶ θρόνου ἔνθεν ἀνέστη.\nἈντίνοος δʼ ἐνένιπεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·\nΛειῶδες, ποῖόν σε ἔπος φύγεν ἕρκος ὀδόντων,\nδεινόν τʼ ἀργαλέον τε, νεμεσσῶμαι δέ τʼ ἀκούων,\nεἰ δὴ τοῦτό γε τόξον ἀριστῆας κεκαδήσει\nθυμοῦ καὶ ψυχῆς, ἐπεὶ οὐ δύνασαι σὺ τανύσσαι.\nοὐ γάρ τοί σέ γε τοῖον ἐγείνατο πότνια μήτηρ\nοἷόν τε ῥυτῆρα βιοῦ τʼ ἔμεναι καὶ ὀϊστῶν·\nἀλλʼ ἄλλοι τανύουσι τάχα μνηστῆρες ἀγαυοί.",
    "en": "On this he put the bow down, letting it lean against the door, with the arrow standing against the tip of the bow. Then he took his seat again on the seat from which he had risen; and Antinous rebuked him saying:\n“Leiodes, what are you talking about? Your words are monstrous and intolerable; it makes me angry to listen to you. Shall, then, this bow take the life of many a chief among us, merely because you cannot bend it yourself? True, you were not born to be an archer, but there are others who will soon string it.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.175–187",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, καί ῥʼ ἐκέλευσε Μελάνθιον, αἰπόλον αἰγῶν·\nἄγρει δή, πῦρ κῆον ἐνὶ μεγάροισι, Μελανθεῦ,\nπὰρ δὲ τίθει δίφρον τε μέγαν καὶ κῶας ἐπʼ αὐτοῦ,\nἐκ δὲ στέατος ἔνεικε μέγαν τροχὸν ἔνδον ἐόντος,\nὄφρα νέοι θάλποντες, ἐπιχρίοντες ἀλοιφῇ,\nτόξου πειρώμεσθα καὶ ἐκτελέωμεν ἄεθλον.\nὣς φάθʼ, ὁ δʼ αἶψʼ ἀνέκαιε Μελάνθιος ἀκάματον πῦρ,\nπὰρ δὲ φέρων δίφρον θῆκεν καὶ κῶας ἐπʼ αὐτοῦ,\nἐκ δὲ στέατος ἔνεικε μέγαν τροχὸν ἔνδον ἐόντος·\nτῷ ῥα νέοι θάλποντες ἐπειρῶντʼ· οὐδʼ ἐδύναντο\nἐντανύσαι, πολλὸν δὲ βίης ἐπιδευέες ἦσαν.\nἈντίνοος δʼ ἔτʼ ἐπεῖχε καὶ Εὐρύμαχος θεοειδής,\nἀρχοὶ μνηστήρων· ἀρετῇ δʼ ἔσαν ἔξοχʼ ἄριστοι.",
    "en": "Then he said to Melanthius the goatherd, “Look sharp, light a fire in the court, and set a seat hard by with a sheep skin on it; bring us also a large ball of lard, from what they have in the house. Let us warm the bow and grease it, we will then make trial of it again, and bring the contest to an end.”\nMelanthius lit the fire, and set a seat covered with sheep skins beside it. He also brought a great ball of lard from what they had in the house, and the suitors warmed the bow and again made trial of it, but they were none of them nearly strong enough to string it. Nevertheless there still remained Antinous and Eurymachus, who were the ringleaders among the suitors and much the foremost among them all."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.188–202",
    "orig": "τὼ δʼ ἐξ οἴκου βῆσαν ὁμαρτήσαντες ἅμʼ ἄμφω\nβουκόλος ἠδὲ συφορβὸς Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο·\nἐκ δʼ αὐτὸς μετὰ τοὺς δόμου ἤλυθε δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἐκτὸς θυρέων ἔσαν ἠδὲ καὶ αὐλῆς,\nφθεγξάμενός σφε ἔπεσσι προσηύδα μειλιχίοισι·\nβουκόλε καὶ σύ, συφορβέ, ἔπος τί κε μυθησαίμην,\nἦ αὐτὸς κεύθω; φάσθαι δέ με θυμὸς ἀνώγει.\nποῖοί κʼ εἶτʼ Ὀδυσῆϊ ἀμυνέμεν, εἴ ποθεν ἔλθοι\nὧδε μάλʼ ἐξαπίνης καί τις θεὸς αὐτὸν ἐνείκαι;\nἤ κε μνηστήρεσσιν ἀμύνοιτʼ ἦ Ὀδυσῆϊ;\nεἴπαθʼ ὅπως ὑμέας κραδίη θυμός τε κελεύει.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε βοῶν ἐπιβουκόλος ἀνήρ·\nΖεῦ πάτερ, αἲ γὰρ τοῦτο τελευτήσειας ἐέλδωρ,\nὡς ἔλθοι μὲν κεῖνος ἀνήρ, ἀγάγοι δέ ἑ δαίμων·\nγνοίης χʼ οἵη ἐμὴ δύναμις καὶ χεῖρες ἕπονται.",
    "en": "Then the swineherd and the stockman left the cloisters together, and Ulysses followed them. When they had got outside the gates and the outer yard, Ulysses said to them quietly:\n“Stockman, and you swineherd, I have something in my mind which I am in doubt whether to say or no; but I think I will say it. What manner of men would you be to stand by Ulysses, if some god should bring him back here all of a sudden? Say which you are disposed to do, to side with the suitors, or with Ulysses?”\n“Father Jove,” answered the stockman, “would indeed that you might so ordain it. If some god were but to bring Ulysses back, you should see with what might and main I would fight for him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.203–220",
    "orig": "ὣς δʼ αὔτως Εὔμαιος ἐπεύχετο πᾶσι θεοῖσι\nνοστῆσαι Ὀδυσῆα πολύφρονα ὅνδε δόμονδε.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ τῶν γε νόον νημερτέʼ ἀνέγνω,\nἐξαῦτίς σφε ἔπεσσιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπεν·\nἔνδον μὲν δὴ ὅδʼ αὐτὸς ἐγώ, κακὰ πολλὰ μογήσας\nἤλυθον εἰκοστῷ ἔτεϊ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.\nγιγνώσκω δʼ ὡς σφῶϊν ἐελδομένοισιν ἱκάνω\nοἴοισι δμώων· τῶν δʼ ἄλλων οὔ τευ ἄκουσα\nεὐξαμένου ἐμὲ αὖτις ὑπότροπον οἴκαδʼ ἱκέσθαι.\nσφῶϊν δʼ, ὡς ἔσεταί περ, ἀληθείην καταλέξω.\nεἴ χʼ ὑπʼ ἐμοί γε θεὸς δαμάσῃ μνηστῆρας ἀγαυούς,\nἄξομαι ἀμφοτέροις ἀλόχους καὶ κτήματʼ ὀπάσσω\nοἰκία τʼ ἐγγὺς ἐμεῖο τετυγμένα· καί μοι ἔπειτα\nΤηλεμάχου ἑτάρω τε κασιγνήτω τε ἔσεσθον.\nεἰ δʼ ἄγε δή, καὶ σῆμα ἀριφραδὲς ἄλλο τι δείξω,\nὄφρα μʼ ἐῢ γνῶτον πιστωθῆτόν τʼ ἐνὶ θυμῷ,\nοὐλήν, τήν ποτέ με σῦς ἤλασε λευκῷ ὀδόντι\nΠαρνησόνδʼ ἐλθόντα σὺν υἱάσιν Αὐτολύκοιο.",
    "en": "In like words Eumaeus prayed to all the gods that Ulysses might return; when, therefore, he saw for certain what mind they were of, Ulysses said, “It is I, Ulysses, who am here. I have suffered much, but at last, in the twentieth year, I am come back to my own country. I find that you two alone of all my servants are glad that I should do so, for I have not heard any of the others praying for my return. To you two, therefore, will I unfold the truth as it shall be. If heaven shall deliver the suitors into my hands, I will find wives for both of you, will give you house and holding close to my own, and you shall be to me as though you were brothers and friends of Telemachus. I will now give you convincing proofs that you may know me and be assured. See, here is the scar from the boar’s tooth that ripped me when I was out hunting on Mt. Parnassus with the sons of Autolycus.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.221–241",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ῥάκεα μεγάλης ἀποέργαθεν οὐλῆς.\nτὼ δʼ ἐπεὶ εἰσιδέτην εὖ τʼ ἐφράσσαντο ἕκαστα,\nκλαῖον ἄρʼ ἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆϊ δαΐφρονι χεῖρε βαλόντε,\nκαὶ κύνεον ἀγαπαζόμενοι κεφαλήν τε καὶ ὤμους\nὣς δʼ αὔτως Ὀδυσεὺς κεφαλὰς καὶ χεῖρας ἔκυσσε.\nκαί νύ κʼ ὀδυρομένοισιν ἔδυ φάος ἠελίοιο,\nεἰ μὴ Ὀδυσσεὺς αὐτὸς ἐρύκακε φώνησέν τε·\nπαύεσθον κλαυθμοῖο γόοιό τε, μή τις ἴδηται\nἐξελθὼν μεγάροιο, ἀτὰρ εἴπῃσι καὶ εἴσω.\nἀλλὰ προμνηστῖνοι ἐσέλθετε, μηδʼ ἅμα πάντες,\nπρῶτος ἐγώ, μετὰ δʼ ὔμμες· ἀτὰρ τόδε σῆμα τετύχθω·\nἄλλοι μὲν γὰρ πάντες, ὅσοι μνηστῆρες ἀγαυοί,\nοὐκ ἐάσουσιν ἐμοὶ δόμεναι βιὸν ἠδὲ φαρέτρην·\nἀλλὰ σύ, δῖʼ Εὔμαιε, φέρων ἀνὰ δώματα τόξον\nἐν χείρεσσιν ἐμοὶ θέμεναι, εἰπεῖν τε γυναιξὶ\nκληῗσαι μεγάροιο θύρας πυκινῶς ἀραρυίας,\nἢν δέ τις ἢ στοναχῆς ἠὲ κτύπου ἔνδον ἀκούσῃ\nἀνδρῶν ἡμετέροισιν ἐν ἕρκεσι, μή τι θύραζε\nπροβλώσκειν, ἀλλʼ αὐτοῦ ἀκὴν ἔμεναι παρὰ ἔργῳ.\nσοὶ δέ, Φιλοίτιε δῖε, θύρας ἐπιτέλλομαι αὐλῆς\nκληῗσαι κληῗδι, θοῶς δʼ ἐπὶ δεσμὸν ἰῆλαι.",
    "en": "As he spoke he drew his rags aside from the great scar, and when they had examined it thoroughly, they both of them wept about Ulysses, threw their arms round him, and kissed his head and shoulders, while Ulysses kissed their hands and faces in return. The sun would have gone down upon their mourning if Ulysses had not checked them and said:\n“Cease your weeping, lest some one should come outside and see us, and tell those who are within. When you go in, do so separately, not both together; I will go first, and do you follow afterwards; let this moreover be the token between us; the suitors will all of them try to prevent me from getting hold of the bow and quiver; do you, therefore, Eumaeus, place it in my hands when you are carrying it about, and tell the women to close the doors of their apartment. If they hear any groaning or uproar as of men fighting about the house, they must not come out; they must keep quiet, and stay where they are at their work. And I charge you, Philoetius, to make fast the doors of the outer court, and to bind them securely at once.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.242–255",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν εἰσῆλθε δόμους εὖ ναιετάοντας·\nἕζετʼ ἔπειτʼ ἐπὶ δίφρον ἰών, ἔνθεν περ ἀνέστη·\nἐς δʼ ἄρα καὶ τὼ δμῶε ἴτην θείου Ὀδυσῆος.\nΕὐρύμαχος δʼ ἤδη τόξον μετὰ χερσὶν ἐνώμα,\nθάλπων ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα σέλᾳ πυρός· ἀλλά μιν οὐδʼ ὣς\nἐντανύσαι δύνατο, μέγα δʼ ἔστενε κυδάλιμον κῆρ·\nὀχθήσας δʼ ἄρα εἶπεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nὢ πόποι, ἦ μοι ἄχος περί τʼ αὐτοῦ καὶ περὶ πάντων·\nοὔ τι γάμου τοσσοῦτον ὀδύρομαι, ἀχνύμενός περ·\nεἰσὶ καὶ ἄλλαι πολλαὶ Ἀχαιΐδες, αἱ μὲν ἐν αὐτῇ\nἀμφιάλῳ Ἰθάκῃ, αἱ δʼ ἄλλῃσιν πολίεσσιν·\nἀλλʼ εἰ δὴ τοσσόνδε βίης ἐπιδευέες εἰμὲν\nἀντιθέου Ὀδυσῆος, ὅ τʼ οὐ δυνάμεσθα τανύσσαι\nτόξον· ἐλεγχείη δὲ καὶ ἐσσομένοισι πυθέσθαι.",
    "en": "When he had thus spoken, he went back to the house and took the seat that he had left. Presently, his two servants followed him inside.\nAt this moment the bow was in the hands of Eurymachus, who was warming it by the fire, but even so he could not string it, and he was greatly grieved. He heaved a deep sigh and said, “I grieve for myself and for us all; I grieve that I shall have to forgo the marriage, but I do not care nearly so much about this, for there are plenty of other women in Ithaca and elsewhere; what I feel most is the fact of our being so inferior to Ulysses in strength that we cannot string his bow. This will disgrace us in the eyes of those who are yet unborn.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.256–274",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀντίνοος προσέφη, Εὐπείθεος υἱός·\nΕὐρύμαχʼ, οὐχ οὕτως ἔσται· νοέεις δὲ καὶ αὐτός.\nνῦν μὲν γὰρ κατὰ δῆμον ἑορτὴ τοῖο θεοῖο\nἁγνή· τίς δέ κε τόξα τιταίνοιτʼ; ἀλλὰ ἕκηλοι\nκάτθετʼ· ἀτὰρ πελέκεάς γε καὶ εἴ κʼ εἰῶμεν ἅπαντας\nἑστάμεν· οὐ μὲν γάρ τινʼ ἀναιρήσεσθαι ὀΐω,\nἐλθόντʼ ἐς μέγαρον Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος.\nἀλλʼ ἄγετʼ, οἰνοχόος μὲν ἐπαρξάσθω δεπάεσσιν,\nὄφρα σπείσαντες καταθείομεν ἀγκύλα τόξα·\nἠῶθεν δὲ κέλεσθε Μελάνθιον, αἰπόλον αἰγῶν,\nαἶγας ἄγειν, αἳ πᾶσι μέγʼ ἔξοχοι αἰπολίοισιν,\nὄφρʼ ἐπὶ μηρία θέντες Ἀπόλλωνι κλυτοτόξῳ\nτόξου πειρώμεσθα καὶ ἐκτελέωμεν ἄεθλον.\nὣς ἔφατʼ Ἀντίνοος, τοῖσιν δʼ ἐπιήνδανε μῦθος.\nτοῖσι δὲ κήρυκες μὲν ὕδωρ ἐπὶ χεῖρας ἔχευαν,\nκοῦροι δὲ κρητῆρας ἐπεστέψαντο ποτοῖο,\nνώμησαν δʼ ἄρα πᾶσιν ἐπαρξάμενοι δεπάεσσιν.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν σπεῖσάν τʼ ἔπιόν θʼ ὅσον ἤθελε θυμός,\nτοῖς δὲ δολοφρονέων μετέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·",
    "en": "“It shall not be so, Eurymachus,” said Antinous, “and you know it yourself. Today is the feast of Apollo throughout all the land; who can string a bow on such a day as this? Put it on one side, as for the axes they can stay where they are, for no one is likely to come to the house and take them away: let the cupbearer go round with his cups, that we may make our drink-offerings and drop this matter of the bow; we will tell Melanthius to bring us in some goats tomorrow, the best he has; we can then offer thigh bones to Apollo the mighty archer, and again make trial of the bow, so as to bring the contest to an end.”\nThe rest approved his words, and thereon men servants poured water over the hands of the guests, while pages filled the mixing-bowls with wine and water and handed it round after giving every man his drink-offering. Then, when they had made their offerings and had drunk each as much as he desired, Ulysses craftily said:"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.275–294",
    "orig": "κέκλυτέ μευ, μνηστῆρες ἀγακλειτῆς βασιλείης·\nὄφρʼ εἴπω τά με θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι κελεύει·\nΕὐρύμαχον δὲ μάλιστα καὶ Ἀντίνοον θεοειδέα\nλίσσομʼ, ἐπεὶ καὶ τοῦτο ἔπος κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπε,\nνῦν μὲν παῦσαι τόξον, ἐπιτρέψαι δὲ θεοῖσιν·\nἠῶθεν δὲ θεὸς δώσει κράτος ᾧ κʼ ἐθέλῃσιν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγʼ ἐμοὶ δότε τόξον ἐΰξοον, ὄφρα μεθʼ ὑμῖν\nχειρῶν καὶ σθένεος πειρήσομαι, ἤ μοι ἔτʼ ἐστὶν\nἴς, οἵη πάρος ἔσκεν ἐνὶ γναμπτοῖσι μέλεσσιν,\nἦ ἤδη μοι ὄλεσσεν ἄλη τʼ ἀκομιστίη τε.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ὑπερφιάλως νεμέσησαν,\nδείσαντες μὴ τόξον ἐΰξοον ἐντανύσειεν.\nἈντίνοος δʼ ἐνένιπεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζεν·\nἆ δειλὲ ξείνων, ἔνι τοι φρένες οὐδʼ ἠβαιαί·\nοὐκ ἀγαπᾷς ὃ ἕκηλος ὑπερφιάλοισι μεθʼ ἡμῖν\nδαίνυσαι, οὐδέ τι δαιτὸς ἀμέρδεαι, αὐτὰρ ἀκούεις\nμύθων ἡμετέρων καὶ ῥήσιος; οὐδέ τις ἄλλος\nἡμετέρων μύθων ξεῖνος καὶ πτωχὸς ἀκούει.\nοἶνός σε τρώει μελιηδής, ὅς τε καὶ ἄλλους\nβλάπτει, ὃς ἄν μιν χανδὸν ἕλῃ μηδʼ αἴσιμα πίνῃ.",
    "en": "“Suitors of the illustrious queen, listen that I may speak even as I am minded. I appeal more especially to Eurymachus, and to Antinous who has just spoken with so much reason. Cease shooting for the present and leave the matter to the gods, but in the morning let heaven give victory to whom it will. For the moment, however, give me the bow that I may prove the power of my hands among you all, and see whether I still have as much strength as I used to have, or whether travel and neglect have made an end of it.”\nThis made them all very angry, for they feared he might string the bow, Antinous therefore rebuked him fiercely saying, “Wretched creature, you have not so much as a grain of sense in your whole body; you ought to think yourself lucky in being allowed to dine unharmed among your betters, without having any smaller portion served you than we others have had, and in being allowed to hear our conversation. No other beggar or stranger has been allowed to hear what we say among ourselves; the wine must have been doing you a mischief, as it does with all those who drink immoderately."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.295–310",
    "orig": "οἶνος καὶ Κένταυρον, ἀγακλυτὸν Εὐρυτίωνα,\nἄασʼ ἐνὶ μεγάρῳ μεγαθύμου Πειριθόοιο,\nἐς Λαπίθας ἐλθόνθʼ· ὁ δʼ ἐπεὶ φρένας ἄασεν οἴνῳ,\nμαινόμενος κάκʼ ἔρεξε δόμον κάτα Πειριθόοιο·\nἥρωας δʼ ἄχος εἷλε, διὲκ προθύρου δὲ θύραζε\nἕλκον ἀναΐξαντες, ἀπʼ οὔατα νηλέϊ χαλκῷ\nῥῖνάς τʼ ἀμήσαντες· ὁ δὲ φρεσὶν ᾗσιν ἀασθεὶς\nἤϊεν ἣν ἄτην ὀχέων ἀεσίφρονι θυμῷ.\nἐξ οὗ Κενταύροισι καὶ ἀνδράσι νεῖκος ἐτύχθη,\nοἷ δʼ αὐτῷ πρώτῳ κακὸν εὕρετο οἰνοβαρείων.\nὣς καὶ σοὶ μέγα πῆμα πιφαύσκομαι, αἴ κε τὸ τόξον\nἐντανύσῃς· οὐ γάρ τευ ἐπητύος ἀντιβολήσεις\nἡμετέρῳ ἐνὶ δήμῳ, ἄφαρ δέ σε νηῒ μελαίνῃ\nεἰς Ἔχετον βασιλῆα, βροτῶν δηλήμονα πάντων,\nπέμψομεν· ἔνθεν δʼ οὔ τι σαώσεαι· ἀλλὰ ἕκηλος\nπῖνέ τε, μηδʼ ἐρίδαινε μετʼ ἀνδράσι κουροτέροισιν.",
    "en": "It was wine that inflamed the Centaur Eurytion when he was staying with Peirithous among the Lapithae. When the wine had got into his head, he went mad and did ill deeds about the house of Peirithous; this angered the heroes who were there assembled, so they rushed at him and cut off his ears and nostrils; then they dragged him through the doorway out of the house, so he went away crazed, and bore the burden of his crime, bereft of understanding. Henceforth, therefore, there was war between mankind and the centaurs, but he brought it upon himself through his own drunkenness. In like manner I can tell you that it will go hardly with you if you string the bow: you will find no mercy from any one here, for we shall at once ship you off to king Echetus, who kills every one that comes near him: you will never get away alive, so drink and keep quiet without getting into a quarrel with men younger than yourself.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.311–329",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nἈντίνοʼ, οὐ μὲν καλὸν ἀτέμβειν οὐδὲ δίκαιον\nξείνους Τηλεμάχου, ὅς κεν τάδε δώμαθʼ ἵκηται·\nἔλπεαι, αἴ χʼ ὁ ξεῖνος Ὀδυσσῆος μέγα τόξον\nἐντανύσῃ χερσίν τε βίηφί τε ἧφι πιθήσας,\nοἴκαδέ μʼ ἄξεσθαι καὶ ἑὴν θήσεσθαι ἄκοιτιν;\nοὐδʼ αὐτός που τοῦτό γʼ ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἔολπε·\nμηδέ τις ὑμείων τοῦ γʼ εἵνεκα θυμὸν ἀχεύων\nἐνθάδε δαινύσθω, ἐπεὶ οὐδὲ μὲν οὐδὲ ἔοικεν.\nτὴν δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρύμαχος, Πολύβου πάϊς, ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nκούρη Ἰκαρίοιο, περίφρον Πηνελόπεια,\nοὔ τί σε τόνδʼ ἄξεσθαι ὀϊόμεθʼ· οὐδὲ ἔοικεν·\nἀλλʼ αἰσχυνόμενοι φάτιν ἀνδρῶν ἠδὲ γυναικῶν,\nμή ποτέ τις εἴπῃσι κακώτερος ἄλλος Ἀχαιῶν\nἦ πολὺ χείρονες ἄνδρες ἀμύμονος ἀνδρὸς ἄκοιτιν\nμνῶνται, οὐδέ τι τόξον ἐΰξοον ἐντανύουσιν·\nἀλλʼ ἄλλος τις πτωχὸς ἀνὴρ ἀλαλήμενος ἐλθὼν\nῥηϊδίως ἐτάνυσσε βιόν, διὰ δʼ ἧκε σιδήρου.\nὣς ἐρέουσʼ, ἡμῖν δʼ ἂν ἐλέγχεα ταῦτα γένοιτο.",
    "en": "Penelope then spoke to him. “Antinous,” said she, “it is not right that you should ill-treat any guest of Telemachus who comes to this house. If the stranger should prove strong enough to string the mighty bow of Ulysses, can you suppose that he would take me home with him and make me his wife? Even the man himself can have no such idea in his mind: none of you need let that disturb his feasting; it would be out of all reason.”\n“Queen Penelope,” answered Eurymachus, “we do not suppose that this man will take you away with him; it is impossible; but we are afraid lest some of the baser sort, men or women among the Achaeans, should go gossiping about and say, ‘These suitors are a feeble folk; they are paying court to the wife of a brave man whose bow not one of them was able to string, and yet a beggarly tramp who came to the house strung it at once and sent an arrow through the iron.’ This is what will be said, and it will be a scandal against us.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.330–342",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nΕὐρύμαχʼ, οὔ πως ἔστιν ἐϋκλεῖας κατὰ δῆμον\nἔμμεναι οἳ δὴ οἶκον ἀτιμάζοντες ἔδουσιν\nἀνδρὸς ἀριστῆος· τί δʼ ἐλέγχεα ταῦτα τίθεσθε;\nοὗτος δὲ ξεῖνος μάλα μὲν μέγας ἠδʼ εὐπηγής,\nπατρὸς δʼ ἐξ ἀγαθοῦ γένος εὔχεται ἔμμεναι υἱός.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε οἱ δότε τόξον ἐΰξοον, ὄφρα ἴδωμεν.\nὧδε γὰρ ἐξερέω, τὸ δὲ καὶ τετελεσμένον ἔσται·\nεἴ κέ μιν ἐντανύσῃ, δώῃ δέ οἱ εὖχος Ἀπόλλων,\nἕσσω μιν χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε, εἵματα καλά,\nδώσω δʼ ὀξὺν ἄκοντα, κυνῶν ἀλκτῆρα καὶ ἀνδρῶν,\nκαὶ ξίφος ἄμφηκες· δώσω δʼ ὑπὸ ποσσὶ πέδιλα,\nπέμψω δʼ ὅππη μιν κραδίη θυμός τε κελεύει.",
    "en": "“Eurymachus,” Penelope answered, “people who persist in eating up the estate of a great chieftain and dishonouring his house must not expect others to think well of them. Why then should you mind if men talk as you think they will? This stranger is strong and well-built, he says moreover that he is of noble birth. Give him the bow, and let us see whether he can string it or no. I say, and it shall surely be, that if Apollo vouchsafes him the glory of stringing it, I will give him a cloak and shirt of good wear, with a javelin to keep off dogs and robbers, and a sharp sword. I will also give him sandals, and will see him sent safely wherever he wants to go.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.343–358",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nμῆτερ ἐμή, τόξον μὲν Ἀχαιῶν οὔ τις ἐμεῖο\nκρείσσων, ᾧ κʼ ἐθέλω, δόμεναί τε καὶ ἀρνήσασθαι,\nοὔθʼ ὅσσοι κραναὴν Ἰθάκην κάτα κοιρανέουσιν,\nοὔθʼ ὅσσοι νήσοισι πρὸς Ἤλιδος ἱπποβότοιο·\nτῶν οὔ τίς μʼ ἀέκοντα βιήσεται, αἴ κʼ ἐθέλωμι\nκαὶ καθάπαξ ξείνῳ δόμεναι τάδε τόξα φέρεσθαι.\nἀλλʼ εἰς οἶκον ἰοῦσα τὰ σʼ αὐτῆς ἔργα κόμιζε,\nἱστόν τʼ ἠλακάτην τε, καὶ ἀμφιπόλοισι κέλευε\nἔργον ἐποίχεσθαι· τόξον δʼ ἄνδρεσσι μελήσει\nπᾶσι, μάλιστα δʼ ἐμοί· τοῦ γὰρ κράτος ἔστʼ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ.\nἡ μὲν θαμβήσασα πάλιν οἶκόνδε βεβήκει·\nπαιδὸς γὰρ μῦθον πεπνυμένον ἔνθετο θυμῷ.\nἐς δʼ ὑπερῷʼ ἀναβᾶσα σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξὶ\nκλαῖεν ἔπειτʼ Ὀδυσῆα, φίλον πόσιν, ὄφρα οἱ ὕπνον\nἡδὺν ἐπὶ βλεφάροισι βάλε γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.",
    "en": "Then Telemachus said, “Mother, I am the only man either in Ithaca or in the islands that are over against Elis who has the right to let any one have the bow or to refuse it. No one shall force me one way or the other, not even though I choose to make the stranger a present of the bow outright, and let him take it away with him. Go, then, within the house and busy yourself with your daily duties, your loom, your distaff, and the ordering of your servants. This bow is a man’s matter, and mine above all others, for it is I who am master here.”\nShe went wondering back into the house, and laid her son’s saying in her heart. Then going upstairs with her handmaids into her room, she mourned her dear husband till Minerva sent sweet sleep over her eyelids."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.359–375",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ὁ τόξα λαβὼν φέρε καμπύλα δῖος ὑφορβός·\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ἄρα πάντες ὁμόκλεον ἐν μεγάροισιν·\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκε νέων ὑπερηνορεόντων·\nπῆ δὴ καμπύλα τόξα φέρεις, ἀμέγαρτε συβῶτα,\nπλαγκτέ; τάχʼ αὖ σʼ ἐφʼ ὕεσσι κύνες ταχέες κατέδονται\nοἶον ἀπʼ ἀνθρώπων, οὓς ἔτρεφες, εἴ κεν Ἀπόλλων\nἡμῖν ἱλήκῃσι καὶ ἀθάνατοι θεοὶ ἄλλοι.\nὣς φάσαν, αὐτὰρ, ὁ θῆκε φέρων αὐτῇ ἐνὶ χώρῃ,\nδείσας, οὕνεκα πολλοὶ ὁμόκλεον ἐν μεγάροισιν.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἑτέρωθεν ἀπειλήσας ἐγεγώνει·\nἄττα, πρόσω φέρε τόξα· τάχʼ οὐκ εὖ πᾶσι πιθήσεις\nμή σε καὶ ὁπλότερός περ ἐὼν ἀγρόνδε δίωμαι,\nβάλλων χερμαδίοισι· βίηφι δὲ φέρτερός εἰμι.\nαἲ γὰρ πάντων τόσσον, ὅσοι κατὰ δώματʼ ἔασι,\nμνηστήρων χερσίν τε βίηφί τε φέρτερος εἴην·\nτῷ κε τάχα στυγερῶς τινʼ ἐγὼ πέμψαιμι νέεσθαι\nἡμετέρου ἐξ οἴκου, ἐπεὶ κακὰ μηχανόωνται.",
    "en": "The swineherd now took up the bow and was for taking it to Ulysses, but the suitors clamoured at him from all parts of the cloisters, and one of them said, “You idiot, where are you taking the bow to? Are you out of your wits? If Apollo and the other gods will grant our prayer, your own boarhounds shall get you into some quiet little place, and worry you to death.”\nEumaeus was frightened at the outcry they all raised, so he put the bow down then and there, but Telemachus shouted out at him from the other side of the cloisters, and threatened him saying, “Father Eumaeus, bring the bow on in spite of them, or young as I am I will pelt you with stones back to the country, for I am the better man of the two. I wish I was as much stronger than all the other suitors in the house as I am than you, I would soon send some of them off sick and sorry, for they mean mischief.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.376–387",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἐπʼ αὐτῷ ἡδὺ γέλασσαν\nμνηστῆρες, καὶ δὴ μέθιεν χαλεποῖο χόλοιο\nΤηλεμάχῳ· τὰ δὲ τόξα φέρων ἀνὰ δῶμα συβώτης\nἐν χείρεσσʼ Ὀδυσῆϊ δαΐφρονι θῆκε παραστάς.\nἐκ δὲ καλεσσάμενος προσέφη τροφὸν Εὐρύκλειαν·\nΤηλέμαχος κέλεταί σε, περίφρων Εὐρύκλεια,\nκληῗσαι μεγάροιο θύρας πυκινῶς ἀραρυίας.\nἢν δέ τις ἢ στοναχῆς ἠὲ κτύπου ἔνδον ἀκούσῃ\nἀνδρῶν ἡμετέροισιν ἐν ἕρκεσι, μή τι θύραζε\nπροβλώσκειν, ἀλλʼ αὐτοῦ ἀκὴν ἔμεναι παρὰ ἔργῳ.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἐφώνησεν, τῇ δʼ ἄπτερος ἔπλετο μῦθος,\nκλήϊσεν δὲ θύρας μεγάρων εὖ ναιεταόντων.",
    "en": "Thus did he speak, and they all of them laughed heartily, which put them in a better humour with Telemachus; so Eumaeus brought the bow on and placed it in the hands of Ulysses. When he had done this, he called Euryclea apart and said to her, “Euryclea, Telemachus says you are to close the doors of the women’s apartments. If they hear any groaning or uproar as of men fighting about the house, they are not to come out, but are to keep quiet and stay where they are at their work.”\nEuryclea did as she was told and closed the doors of the women’s apartments."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.388–400",
    "orig": "σιγῇ δʼ ἐξ οἴκοιο Φιλοίτιος ἆλτο θύραζε,\nκλήϊσεν δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπειτα θύρας εὐερκέος αὐλῆς.\nκεῖτο δʼ ὑπʼ αἰθούσῃ ὅπλον νεὸς ἀμφιελίσσης\nβύβλινον, ᾧ ῥʼ ἐπέδησε θύρας, ἐς δʼ ἤϊεν αὐτός·\nἕζετʼ ἔπειτʼ ἐπὶ δίφρον ἰών, ἔνθεν περ ἀνέστη,\nεἰσορόων Ὀδυσῆα. ὁ δʼ ἤδη τόξον ἐνώμα\nπάντη ἀναστρωφῶν, πειρώμενος ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα,\nμὴ κέρα ἶπες ἔδοιεν ἀποιχομένοιο ἄνακτος.\nὧδε τις εἴπεσκεν ἰδὼν ἐς πλησίον ἄλλον·\nἦ τις θηητὴρ καὶ ἐπίκλοπος ἔπλετο τόξων·\nἤ ῥά νύ που τοιαῦτα καὶ αὐτῷ οἴκοθι κεῖται\nἢ ὅ γʼ ἐφορμᾶται ποιησέμεν, ὡς ἐνὶ χερσὶ\nνωμᾷ ἔνθα καὶ ἔνθα κακῶν ἔμπαιος ἀλήτης.",
    "en": "Meanwhile Philoetius slipped quietly out and made fast the gates of the outer court. There was a ship’s cable of byblus fibre lying in the gatehouse, so he made the gates fast with it and then came in again, resuming the seat that he had left, and keeping an eye on Ulysses, who had now got the bow in his hands, and was turning it every way about, and proving it all over to see whether the worms had been eating into its two horns during his absence. Then would one turn towards his neighbour saying, “This is some tricky old bow-fancier; either he has got one like it at home, or he wants to make one, in such workmanlike style does the old vagabond handle it.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.401–415",
    "orig": "ἄλλος δʼ αὖ εἴπεσκε νέων ὑπερηνορεόντων·\nαἲ γὰρ δὴ τοσσοῦτον ὀνήσιος ἀντιάσειεν\nὡς οὗτός ποτε τοῦτο δυνήσεται ἐντανύσασθαι.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἔφαν μνηστῆρες· ἀτὰρ πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς,\nαὐτίκʼ ἐπεὶ μέγα τόξον ἐβάστασε καὶ ἴδε πάντη,\nὡς ὅτʼ ἀνὴρ φόρμιγγος ἐπιστάμενος καὶ ἀοιδῆς\nῥηϊδίως ἐτάνυσσε νέῳ περὶ κόλλοπι χορδήν,\nἅψας ἀμφοτέρωθεν ἐϋστρεφὲς ἔντερον οἰός,\nὣς ἄρʼ ἄτερ σπουδῆς τάνυσεν μέγα τόξον Ὀδυσσεύς.\nδεξιτερῇ ἄρα χειρὶ λαβὼν πειρήσατο νευρῆς·\nἡ δʼ ὑπὸ καλὸν ἄεισε, χελιδόνι εἰκέλη αὐδήν.\nμνηστῆρσιν δʼ ἄρʼ ἄχος γένετο μέγα, πᾶσι δʼ ἄρα χρὼς\nἐτράπετο· Ζεὺς δὲ μεγάλʼ ἔκτυπε σήματα φαίνων·\nγήθησέν τʼ ἄρʼ ἔπειτα πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nὅττι ῥά οἱ τέρας ἧκε Κρόνου πάϊς ἀγκυλομήτεω·",
    "en": "Another said, “I hope he may be no more successful in other things than he is likely to be in stringing this bow.”\nBut Ulysses, when he had taken it up and examined it all over, strung it as easily as a skilled bard strings a new peg of his lyre and makes the twisted gut fast at both ends. Then he took it in his right hand to prove the string, and it sang sweetly under his touch like the twittering of a swallow. The suitors were dismayed, and turned colour as they heard it; at that moment, moreover, Jove thundered loudly as a sign, and the heart of Ulysses rejoiced as he heard the omen that the son of scheming Saturn had sent him."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 21.416–434",
    "orig": "εἵλετο δʼ ὠκὺν ὀϊστόν, ὅ οἱ παρέκειτο τραπέζῃ\nγυμνός· τοὶ δʼ ἄλλοι κοίλης ἔντοσθε φαρέτρης\nκείατο, τῶν τάχʼ ἔμελλον Ἀχαιοὶ πειρήσεσθαι.\nτόν ῥʼ ἐπὶ πήχει ἑλὼν ἕλκεν νευρὴν γλυφίδας τε,\nαὐτόθεν ἐκ δίφροιο καθήμενος, ἧκε δʼ ὀϊστὸν\nἄντα τιτυσκόμενος, πελέκεων δʼ οὐκ ἤμβροτε πάντων\nπρώτης στειλειῆς, διὰ δʼ ἀμπερὲς ἦλθε θύραζε\nἰὸς χαλκοβαρής· ὁ δὲ Τηλέμαχον προσέειπε·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, οὔ σʼ ὁ ξεῖνος ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἐλέγχει\nἥμενος, οὐδέ τι τοῦ σκοποῦ ἤμβροτον οὐδέ τι τόξον\nδὴν ἔκαμον τανύων· ἔτι μοι μένος ἔμπεδόν ἐστιν,\nοὐχ ὥς με μνηστῆρες ἀτιμάζοντες ὄνονται.\nνῦν δʼ ὥρη καὶ δόρπον Ἀχαιοῖσιν τετυκέσθαι\nἐν φάει, αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα καὶ ἄλλως ἑψιάασθαι\nμολπῇ καὶ φόρμιγγι· τὰ γάρ τʼ ἀναθήματα δαιτός.\nἦ καὶ ἐπʼ ὀφρύσι νεῦσεν· ὁ δʼ ἀμφέθετο ξίφος ὀξὺ\nΤηλέμαχος, φίλος υἱὸς Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο,\nἀμφὶ δὲ χεῖρα φίλην βάλεν ἔγχεϊ, ἄγχι δʼ ἄρʼ αὐτοῦ\nπὰρ θρόνον ἑστήκει κεκορυθμένος αἴθοπι χαλκῷ.",
    "en": "He took an arrow that was lying upon the table, for those which the Achaeans were so shortly about to taste were all inside the quiver, he laid it on the centre-piece of the bow, and drew the notch of the arrow and the string toward him, still seated on his seat. When he had taken aim he let fly, and his arrow pierced every one of the handle-holes of the axes from the first onwards till it had gone right through them, and into the outer courtyard. Then he said to Telemachus:\n“Your guest has not disgraced you, Telemachus. I did not miss what I aimed at, and I was not long in stringing my bow. I am still strong, and not as the suitors twit me with being. Now, however, it is time for the Achaeans to prepare supper while there is still daylight, and then otherwise to disport themselves with song and dance which are the crowning ornaments of a banquet.”\nAs he spoke he made a sign with his eyebrows, and Telemachus girded on his sword, grasped his spear, and stood armed beside his father’s seat."
   }
  ],
  "22": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.1–14",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ ὁ γυμνώθη ῥακέων πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἆλτο δʼ ἐπὶ μέγαν οὐδόν, ἔχων βιὸν ἠδὲ φαρέτρην\nἰῶν ἐμπλείην, ταχέας δʼ ἐκχεύατʼ ὀϊστοὺς\nαὐτοῦ πρόσθε ποδῶν, μετὰ δὲ μνηστῆρσιν ἔειπεν·\nοὗτος μὲν δὴ ἄεθλος ἀάατος ἐκτετέλεσται·\nνῦν αὖτε σκοπὸν ἄλλον, ὃν οὔ πώ τις βάλεν ἀνήρ,\nεἴσομαι, αἴ κε τύχωμι, πόρῃ δέ μοι εὖχος Ἀπόλλων.\nἦ καὶ ἐπʼ Ἀντινόῳ ἰθύνετο πικρὸν ὀϊστόν.\nἦ τοι ὁ καλὸν ἄλεισον ἀναιρήσεσθαι ἔμελλε,\nχρύσεον ἄμφωτον, καὶ δὴ μετὰ χερσὶν ἐνώμα,\nὄφρα πίοι οἴνοιο· φόνος δέ οἱ οὐκ ἐνὶ θυμῷ\nμέμβλετο· τίς κʼ οἴοιτο μετʼ ἀνδράσι δαιτυμόνεσσι\nμοῦνον ἐνὶ πλεόνεσσι, καὶ εἰ μάλα καρτερὸς εἴη,\nοἷ τεύξειν θάνατόν τε κακὸν καὶ κῆρα μέλαιναν;",
    "en": "Then Ulysses tore off his rags, and sprang on to the broad pavement with his bow and his quiver full of arrows. He shed the arrows on to the ground at his feet and said, “The mighty contest is at an end. I will now see whether Apollo will vouchsafe it to me to hit another mark which no man has yet hit.”\nOn this he aimed a deadly arrow at Antinous, who was about to take up a two-handled gold cup to drink his wine and already had it in his hands. He had no thought of death, who amongst all the revellers would think that one man, however brave, would stand alone among so many and kill him?"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.15–30",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς κατὰ λαιμὸν ἐπισχόμενος βάλεν ἰῷ,\nἀντικρὺ δʼ ἁπαλοῖο διʼ αὐχένος ἤλυθʼ ἀκωκή.\nἐκλίνθη δʼ ἑτέρωσε, δέπας δέ οἱ ἔκπεσε χειρὸς\nβλημένου, αὐτίκα δʼ αὐλὸς ἀνὰ ῥῖνας παχὺς ἦλθεν\nαἵματος ἀνδρομέοιο· θοῶς δʼ ἀπὸ εἷο τράπεζαν\nὦσε ποδὶ πλήξας, ἀπὸ δʼ εἴδατα χεῦεν ἔραζε·\nσῖτός τε κρέα τʼ ὀπτὰ φορύνετο. τοὶ δʼ ὁμάδησαν\nμνηστῆρες κατὰ δώμαθʼ, ὅπως ἴδον ἄνδρα πεσόντα,\nἐκ δὲ θρόνων ἀνόρουσαν ὀρινθέντες κατὰ δῶμα,\nπάντοσε παπταίνοντες ἐϋδμήτους ποτὶ τοίχους·\nοὐδέ πη ἀσπὶς ἔην οὐδʼ ἄλκιμον ἔγχος ἑλέσθαι.\nνείκειον δʼ Ὀδυσῆα χολωτοῖσιν ἐπέεσσι·\nξεῖνε, κακῶς ἀνδρῶν τοξάζεαι· οὐκέτʼ ἀέθλων\nἄλλων ἀντιάσεις· νῦν τοι σῶς αἰπὺς ὄλεθρος.\nκαὶ γὰρ δὴ νῦν φῶτα κατέκτανες ὃς μέγʼ ἄριστος\nκούρων εἰν Ἰθάκῃ· τῷ σʼ ἐνθάδε γῦπες ἔδονται.",
    "en": "The arrow struck Antinous in the throat, and the point went clean through his neck, so that he fell over and the cup dropped from his hand, while a thick stream of blood gushed from his nostrils. He kicked the table from him and upset the things on it, so that the bread and roasted meats were all soiled as they fell over on to the ground. The suitors were in an uproar when they saw that a man had been hit; they sprang in dismay one and all of them from their seats and looked everywhere towards the walls, but there was neither shield nor spear, and they rebuked Ulysses very angrily. “Stranger,” said they, “you shall pay for shooting people in this way: you shall see no other contest; you are a doomed man; he whom you have slain was the foremost youth in Ithaca, and the vultures shall devour you for having killed him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.31–43",
    "orig": "ἴσκεν ἕκαστος ἀνήρ, ἐπεὶ ἦ φάσαν οὐκ ἐθέλοντα\nἄνδρα κατακτεῖναι· τὸ δὲ νήπιοι οὐκ ἐνόησαν,\nὡς δή σφιν καὶ πᾶσιν ὀλέθρου πείρατʼ ἐφῆπτο.\nτοὺς δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ κύνες, οὔ μʼ ἔτʼ ἐφάσκεθʼ ὑπότροπον οἴκαδʼ ἱκέσθαι\nδήμου ἄπο Τρώων, ὅτι μοι κατεκείρετε οἶκον,\nδμῳῇσιν δὲ γυναιξὶ παρευνάζεσθε βιαίως,\nαὐτοῦ τε ζώοντος ὑπεμνάασθε γυναῖκα,\nοὔτε θεοὺς δείσαντες, οἳ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν,\nοὔτε τινʼ ἀνθρώπων νέμεσιν κατόπισθεν ἔσεσθαι·\nνῦν ὑμῖν καὶ πᾶσιν ὀλέθρου πείρατʼ ἐφῆπται.\nὣς φάτο, τοὺς δʼ ἄρα πάντας ὑπὸ χλωρὸν δέος εἷλεν·\nπάπτηνεν δὲ ἕκαστος ὅπη φύγοι αἰπὺν ὄλεθρον.",
    "en": "Thus they spoke, for they thought that he had killed Antinous by mistake, and did not perceive that death was hanging over the head of every one of them. But Ulysses glared at them and said:\n“Dogs, did you think that I should not come back from Troy? You have wasted my substance, have forced my women servants to lie with you, and have wooed my wife while I was still living. You have feared neither God nor man, and now you shall die.”\nThey turned pale with fear as he spoke, and every man looked round about to see whither he might fly for safety, but Eurymachus alone spoke."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.44–59",
    "orig": "Εὐρύμαχος δέ μιν οἶος ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπεν·\nεἰ μὲν δὴ Ὀδυσεὺς Ἰθακήσιος εἰλήλουθας,\nταῦτα μὲν αἴσιμα εἶπας, ὅσα ῥέζεσκον Ἀχαιοί,\nπολλὰ μὲν ἐν μεγάροισιν ἀτάσθαλα, πολλὰ δʼ ἐπʼ ἀγροῦ.\nἀλλʼ ὁ μὲν ἤδη κεῖται ὃς αἴτιος ἔπλετο πάντων,\nἈντίνοος· οὗτος γὰρ ἐπίηλεν τάδε ἔργα,\nοὔ τι γάμου τόσσον κεχρημένος οὐδὲ χατίζων,\nἀλλʼ ἄλλα φρονέων, τά οἱ οὐκ ἐτέλεσσε Κρονίων,\nὄφρʼ Ἰθάκης κατὰ δῆμον ἐϋκτιμένης βασιλεύοι\nαὐτός, ἀτὰρ σὸν παῖδα κατακτείνειε λοχήσας.\nνῦν δʼ ὁ μὲν ἐν μοίρῃ πέφαται, σὺ δὲ φείδεο λαῶν\nσῶν· ἀτὰρ ἄμμες ὄπισθεν ἀρεσσάμενοι κατὰ δῆμον,\nὅσσα τοι ἐκπέποται καὶ ἐδήδοται ἐν μεγάροισι,\nτιμὴν ἀμφὶς ἄγοντες ἐεικοσάβοιον ἕκαστος,\nχαλκόν τε χρυσόν τʼ ἀποδώσομεν, εἰς ὅ κε σὸν κῆρ\nἰανθῇ· πρὶν δʼ οὔ τι νεμεσσητὸν κεχολῶσθαι.",
    "en": "“If you are Ulysses,” said he, “then what you have said is just. We have done much wrong on your lands and in your house. But Antinous who was the head and front of the offending lies low already. It was all his doing. It was not that he wanted to marry Penelope; he did not so much care about that; what he wanted was something quite different, and Jove has not vouchsafed it to him; he wanted to kill your son and to be chief man in Ithaca. Now, therefore, that he has met the death which was his due, spare the lives of your people. We will make everything good among ourselves, and pay you in full for all that we have eaten and drunk. Each one of us shall pay you a fine worth twenty oxen, and we will keep on giving you gold and bronze till your heart is softened. Until we have done this no one can complain of your being enraged against us.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.60–78",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nΕὐρύμαχʼ, οὐδʼ εἴ μοι πατρώϊα πάντʼ ἀποδοῖτε,\nὅσσα τε νῦν ὔμμʼ ἐστὶ καὶ εἴ ποθεν ἄλλʼ ἐπιθεῖτε,\nοὐδέ κεν ὣς ἔτι χεῖρας ἐμὰς λήξαιμι φόνοιο\nπρὶν πᾶσαν μνηστῆρας ὑπερβασίην ἀποτῖσαι.\nνῦν ὑμῖν παράκειται ἐναντίον ἠὲ μάχεσθαι\nἢ φεύγειν, ὅς κεν θάνατον καὶ κῆρας ἀλύξῃ·\nἀλλά τινʼ οὐ φεύξεσθαι ὀΐομαι αἰπὺν ὄλεθρον.\nὣς φάτο, τῶν δʼ αὐτοῦ λύτο γούνατα καὶ φίλον ἦτορ.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Εὐρύμαχος προσεφώνεε δεύτερον αὖτις·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐ γὰρ σχήσει ἀνὴρ ὅδε χεῖρας ἀάπτους,\nἀλλʼ ἐπεὶ ἔλλαβε τόξον ἐΰξοον ἠδὲ φαρέτρην,\nοὐδοῦ ἄπο ξεστοῦ τοξάσσεται, εἰς ὅ κε πάντας\nἄμμε κατακτείνῃ· ἀλλὰ μνησώμεθα χάρμης.\nφάσγανά τε σπάσσασθε καὶ ἀντίσχεσθε τραπέζας\nἰῶν ὠκυμόρων· ἐπὶ δʼ αὐτῷ πάντες ἔχωμεν\nἀθρόοι, εἴ κέ μιν οὐδοῦ ἀπώσομεν ἠδὲ θυράων,\nἔλθωμεν δʼ ἀνὰ ἄστυ, βοὴ δʼ ὤκιστα γένοιτο·\nτῷ κε τάχʼ οὗτος ἀνὴρ νῦν ὕστατα τοξάσσαιτο.",
    "en": "Ulysses again glared at him and said, “Though you should give me all that you have in the world both now and all that you ever shall have, I will not stay my hand till I have paid all of you in full. You must fight, or fly for your lives; and fly, not a man of you shall.”\nTheir hearts sank as they heard him, but Eurymachus again spoke saying:\n“My friends, this man will give us no quarter. He will stand where he is and shoot us down till he has killed every man among us. Let us then show fight; draw your swords, and hold up the tables to shield you from his arrows. Let us have at him with a rush, to drive him from the pavement and doorway: we can then get through into the town, and raise such an alarm as shall soon stay his shooting.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.79–88",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας εἰρύσσατο φάσγανον ὀξὺ\nχάλκεον, ἀμφοτέρωθεν ἀκαχμένον, ἆλτο δʼ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ\nσμερδαλέα ἰάχων· ὁ δʼ ἁμαρτῆ δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἰὸν ἀποπροίει, βάλε δὲ στῆθος παρὰ μαζόν,\nἐν δέ οἱ ἥπατι πῆξε θοὸν βέλος· ἐκ δʼ ἄρα χειρὸς\nφάσγανον ἧκε χαμᾶζε, περιρρηδὴς δὲ τραπέζῃ\nκάππεσεν ἰδνωθείς, ἀπὸ δʼ εἴδατα χεῦεν ἔραζε\nκαὶ δέπας ἀμφικύπελλον· ὁ δὲ χθόνα τύπτε μετώπῳ\nθυμῷ ἀνιάζων, ποσὶ δὲ θρόνον ἀμφοτέροισι\nλακτίζων ἐτίνασσε· κατʼ ὀφθαλμῶν δʼ ἔχυτʼ ἀχλύς.",
    "en": "As he spoke he drew his keen blade of bronze, sharpened on both sides, and with a loud cry sprang towards Ulysses, but Ulysses instantly shot an arrow into his breast that caught him by the nipple and fixed itself in his liver. He dropped his sword and fell doubled up over his table. The cup and all the meats went over on to the ground as he smote the earth with his forehead in the agonies of death, and he kicked the stool with his feet until his eyes were closed in darkness."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.89–107",
    "orig": "Ἀμφίνομος δʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἐείσατο κυδαλίμοιο\nἀντίος ἀΐξας, εἴρυτο δὲ φάσγανον ὀξύ,\nεἴ πώς οἱ εἴξειε θυράων. ἀλλʼ ἄρα μιν φθῆ\nΤηλέμαχος κατόπισθε βαλὼν χαλκήρεϊ δουρὶ\nὤμων μεσσηγύς, διὰ δὲ στήθεσφιν ἔλασσεν·\nδούπησεν δὲ πεσών, χθόνα δʼ ἤλασε παντὶ μετώπῳ.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἀπόρουσε, λιπὼν δολιχόσκιον ἔγχος\nαὐτοῦ ἐν Ἀμφινόμῳ· περὶ γὰρ δίε μή τις Ἀχαιῶν\nἔγχος ἀνελκόμενον δολιχόσκιον ἢ ἐλάσειε\nφασγάνῳ ἀΐξας ἠὲ προπρηνέα τύψας.\nβῆ δὲ θέειν, μάλα δʼ ὦκα φίλον πατέρʼ εἰσαφίκανεν,\nἀγχοῦ δʼ ἱστάμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nὦ πάτερ, ἤδη τοι σάκος οἴσω καὶ δύο δοῦρε\nκαὶ κυνέην πάγχαλκον, ἐπὶ κροτάφοις ἀραρυῖαν\nαὐτός τʼ ἀμφιβαλεῦμαι ἰών, δώσω δὲ συβώτῃ\nκαὶ τῷ βουκόλῳ ἄλλα· τετευχῆσθαι γὰρ ἄμεινον.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nοἶσε θέων, ἧός μοι ἀμύνεσθαι πάρʼ ὀϊστοί,\nμή μʼ ἀποκινήσωσι θυράων μοῦνον ἐόντα.",
    "en": "Then Amphinomus drew his sword and made straight at Ulysses to try and get him away from the door; but Telemachus was too quick for him, and struck him from behind; the spear caught him between the shoulders and went right through his chest, so that he fell heavily to the ground and struck the earth with his forehead. Then Telemachus sprang away from him, leaving his spear still in the body, for he feared that if he stayed to draw it out, some one of the Achaeans might come up and hack at him with his sword, or knock him down, so he set off at a run, and immediately was at his father’s side. Then he said:\n“Father, let me bring you a shield, two spears, and a brass helmet for your temples. I will arm myself as well, and will bring other armour for the swineherd and the stockman, for we had better be armed.”\n“Run and fetch them,” answered Ulysses, “while my arrows hold out, or when I am alone they may get me away from the door.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.108–125",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, Τηλέμαχος δὲ φίλῳ ἐπεπείθετο πατρί,\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεναι θάλαμόνδʼ, ὅθι οἱ κλυτὰ τεύχεα κεῖτο.\nἔνθεν τέσσαρα μὲν σάκεʼ ἔξελε, δούρατα δʼ ὀκτὼ\nκαὶ πίσυρας κυνέας χαλκήρεας ἱπποδασείας·\nβῆ δὲ φέρων, μάλα δʼ ὦκα φίλον πατέρʼ εἰσαφίκανεν,\nαὐτὸς δὲ πρώτιστα περὶ χροῒ δύσετο χαλκόν·\nὣς δʼ αὔτως τὼ δμῶε δυέσθην τεύχεα καλά,\nἔσταν δʼ ἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆα δαΐφρονα ποικιλομήτην.\nαὐτὰρ ὅ γʼ, ὄφρα μὲν αὐτῷ ἀμύνεσθαι ἔσαν ἰοί.\nτόφρα μνηστήρων ἕνα γʼ αἰεὶ ᾧ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nβάλλε τιτυσκόμενος· τοὶ δʼ ἀγχιστῖνοι ἔπιπτον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ λίπον ἰοὶ ὀϊστεύοντα ἄνακτα,\nτόξον μὲν πρὸς σταθμὸν ἐϋσταθέος μεγάροιο\nἔκλινʼ ἑστάμεναι, πρὸς ἐνώπια παμφανόωντα,\nαὐτὸς δʼ ἀμφʼ ὤμοισι σάκος θέτο τετραθέλυμνον,\nκρατὶ δʼ ἐπʼ ἰφθίμῳ κυνέην εὔτυκτον ἔθηκεν,\nἵππουριν, δεινὸν δὲ λόφος καθύπερθεν ἔνευεν·\nεἵλετο δʼ ἄλκιμα δοῦρε δύω κεκορυθμένα χαλκῷ.",
    "en": "Telemachus did as his father said, and went off to the store room where the armour was kept. He chose four shields, eight spears, and four brass helmets with horse-hair plumes. He brought them with all speed to his father, and armed himself first, while the stockman and the swineherd also put on their armour, and took their places near Ulysses. Meanwhile Ulysses, as long as his arrows lasted, had been shooting the suitors one by one, and they fell thick on one another: when his arrows gave out, he set the bow to stand against the end wall of the house by the door post, and hung a shield four hides thick about his shoulders; on his comely head he set his helmet, well wrought with a crest of horse-hair that nodded menacingly above it, and he grasped two redoubtable bronze-shod spears."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.126–141",
    "orig": "ὀρσοθύρη δέ τις ἔσκεν ἐϋδμήτῳ ἐνὶ τοίχῳ,\nἀκρότατον δὲ παρʼ οὐδὸν ἐϋσταθέος μεγάροιο\nἦν ὁδὸς ἐς λαύρην, σανίδες δʼ ἔχον εὖ ἀραρυῖαι.\nτὴν δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς φράζεσθαι ἀνώγει δῖον ὑφορβὸν\nἑσταότʼ ἄγχʼ αὐτῆς· μία δʼ οἴη γίγνετʼ ἐφορμή.\nτοῖς δʼ Ἀγέλεως μετέειπεν, ἔπος πάντεσσι πιφαύσκων·\nὦ φίλοι, οὐκ ἂν δή τις ἀνʼ ὀρσοθύρην ἀναβαίη\nκαὶ εἴποι λαοῖσι, βοὴ δʼ ὤκιστα γένοιτο;\nτῷ κε τάχʼ οὗτος ἀνὴρ νῦν ὕστατα τοξάσσαιτο.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε Μελάνθιος, αἰπόλος αἰγῶν·\nοὔ πως ἔστʼ, Ἀγέλαε διοτρεφές· ἄγχι γὰρ αἰνῶς\nαὐλῆς καλὰ θύρετρα καὶ ἀργαλέον στόμα λαύρης·\nκαί χʼ εἷς πάντας ἐρύκοι ἀνήρ, ὅς τʼ ἄλκιμος εἴη.\nἀλλʼ ἄγεθʼ, ὑμῖν τεύχεʼ ἐνείκω θωρηχθῆναι\nἐκ θαλάμου· ἔνδον γάρ, ὀΐομαι, οὐδέ πη ἄλλῃ\nτεύχεα κατθέσθην Ὀδυσεὺς καὶ φαίδιμος υἱός.",
    "en": "Now there was a trap door on the wall, while at one end of the pavement there was an exit leading to a narrow passage, and this exit was closed by a well-made door. Ulysses told Philoetius to stand by this door and guard it, for only one person could attack it at a time. But Agelaus shouted out, “Cannot some one go up to the trap door and tell the people what is going on? Help would come at once, and we should soon make an end of this man and his shooting.”\n“This may not be, Agelaus,” answered Melanthius, “the mouth of the narrow passage is dangerously near the entrance to the outer court. One brave man could prevent any number from getting in. But I know what I will do, I will bring you arms from the store-room, for I am sure it is there that Ulysses and his son have put them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.142–159",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν ἀνέβαινε Μελάνθιος, αἰπόλος αἰγῶν,\nεἰς θαλάμους Ὀδυσῆος ἀνὰ ῥῶγας μεγάροιο.\nἔνθεν δώδεκα μὲν σάκεʼ ἔξελε, τόσσα δὲ δοῦρα\nκαὶ τόσσας κυνέας χαλκήρεας ἱπποδασείας·\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεναι, μάλα δʼ ὦκα φέρων μνηστῆρσιν ἔδωκεν.\nκαὶ τότʼ Ὀδυσσῆος λύτο γούνατα καὶ φίλον ἦτορ,\nὡς περιβαλλομένους ἴδε τεύχεα χερσί τε δοῦρα\nμακρὰ τινάσσοντας· μέγα δʼ αὐτῷ φαίνετο ἔργον.\nαἶψα δὲ Τηλέμαχον ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, ἦ μάλα δή τις ἐνὶ μεγάροισι γυναικῶν\nνῶϊν ἐποτρύνει πόλεμον κακὸν ἠὲ Μελανθεύς.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nὦ πάτερ, αὐτὸς ἐγὼ τόδε γʼ ἤμβροτον, οὐδέ τις ἄλλος\nαἴτιος, ὃς θαλάμοιο θύρην πυκινῶς ἀραρυῖαν\nκάλλιπον ἀγκλίνας· τῶν δὲ σκοπὸς ἦεν ἀμείνων.\nἀλλʼ ἴθι, δῖʼ Εὔμαιε, θύρην ἐπίθες θαλάμοιο\nκαὶ φράσαι ἤ τις ἄρʼ ἐστὶ γυναικῶν ἣ τάδε ῥέζει,\nἢ υἱὸς Δολίοιο, Μελανθεύς, τόν περ ὀΐω.",
    "en": "On this the goatherd Melanthius went by back passages to the store-room of Ulysses’ house. There he chose twelve shields, with as many helmets and spears, and brought them back as fast as he could to give them to the suitors. Ulysses’ heart began to fail him when he saw the suitors putting on their armour and brandishing their spears. He saw the greatness of the danger, and said to Telemachus, “Some one of the women inside is helping the suitors against us, or it may be Melanthius.”\nTelemachus answered, “The fault, father, is mine, and mine only; I left the store room door open, and they have kept a sharper look out than I have. Go, Eumaeus, put the door to, and see whether it is one of the women who is doing this, or whether, as I suspect, it is Melanthius the son of Dolius.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.160–177",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nβῆ δʼ αὖτις θάλαμόνδε Μελάνθιος, αἰπόλος αἰγῶν,\nοἴσων τεύχεα καλά. νόησε δὲ δῖος ὑφορβός,\nαἶψα δʼ Ὀδυσσῆα προσεφώνεεν ἐγγὺς ἐόντα·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nκεῖνος δʼ αὖτʼ ἀΐδηλος ἀνήρ, ὃν ὀϊόμεθʼ αὐτοί,\nἔρχεται ἐς θάλαμον· σὺ δέ μοι νημερτὲς ἐνίσπες,\nἤ μιν ἀποκτείνω, αἴ κε κρείσσων γε γένωμαι,\nἦε σοὶ ἐνθάδʼ ἄγω, ἵνʼ ὑπερβασίας ἀποτίσῃ\nπολλάς, ὅσσας οὗτος ἐμήσατο σῷ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἦ τοι ἐγὼ καὶ Τηλέμαχος μνηστῆρας ἀγαυοὺς\nσχήσομεν ἔντοσθεν μεγάρων, μάλα περ μεμαῶτας.\nσφῶϊ δʼ ἀποστρέψαντε πόδας καὶ χεῖρας ὕπερθεν\nἐς θάλαμον βαλέειν, σανίδας δʼ ἐκδῆσαι ὄπισθε,\nσειρὴν δὲ πλεκτὴν ἐξ αὐτοῦ πειρήναντε\nκίονʼ ἀνʼ ὑψηλὴν ἐρύσαι πελάσαι τε δοκοῖσιν,\nὥς κεν δηθὰ ζωὸς ἐὼν χαλέπʼ ἄλγεα πάσχῃ·",
    "en": "Thus did they converse. Meanwhile Melanthius was again going to the store room to fetch more armour, but the swineherd saw him and said to Ulysses who was beside him, “Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, it is that scoundrel Melanthius, just as we suspected, who is going to the store room. Say, shall I kill him, if I can get the better of him, or shall I bring him here that you may take your own revenge for all the many wrongs that he has done in your house?”\nUlysses answered, “Telemachus and I will hold these suitors in check, no matter what they do; go back both of you and bind Melanthius’ hands and feet behind him. Throw him into the store room and make the door fast behind you; then fasten a noose about his body, and string him close up to the rafters from a high bearing-post, that he may linger on in an agony.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.178–193",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα τοῦ μάλα μὲν κλύον ἠδʼ ἐπίθοντο,\nβὰν δʼ ἴμεν ἐς θάλαμον, λαθέτην δέ μιν ἔνδον ἐόντα.\nἦ τοι ὁ μὲν θαλάμοιο μυχὸν κάτα τεύχεʼ ἐρεύνα,\nτὼ δʼ ἔσταν ἑκάτερθε παρὰ σταθμοῖσι μένοντε.\nεὖθʼ ὑπὲρ οὐδὸν ἔβαινε Μελάνθιος, αἰπόλος αἰγῶν,\nτῇ ἑτέρῃ μὲν χειρὶ φέρων καλὴν τρυφάλειαν,\nτῇ δʼ ἑτέρῃ σάκος εὐρὺ γέρον, πεπαλαγμένον ἄζῃ,\nΛαέρτεω ἥρωος, ὃ κουρίζων φορέεσκε·\nδὴ τότε γʼ ἤδη κεῖτο, ῥαφαὶ δὲ λέλυντο ἱμάντων·\nτὼ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπαΐξανθʼ ἑλέτην ἔρυσάν τέ μιν εἴσω\nκουρίξ, ἐν δαπέδῳ δὲ χαμαὶ βάλον ἀχνύμενον κῆρ,\nσὺν δὲ πόδας χεῖράς τε δέον θυμαλγέϊ δεσμῷ\nεὖ μάλʼ ἀποστρέψαντε διαμπερές, ὡς ἐκέλευσεν\nυἱὸς Λαέρταο, πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nσειρὴν δὲ πλεκτὴν ἐξ αὐτοῦ πειρήναντε\nκίονʼ ἀνʼ ὑψηλὴν ἔρυσαν πέλασάν τε δοκοῖσι.",
    "en": "Thus did he speak, and they did even as he had said; they went to the store room, which they entered before Melanthius saw them, for he was busy searching for arms in the innermost part of the room, so the two took their stand on either side of the door and waited. By and by Melanthius came out with a helmet in one hand, and an old dry-rotted shield in the other, which had been borne by Laertes when he was young, but which had been long since thrown aside, and the straps had become unsewn; on this the two seized him, dragged him back by the hair, and threw him struggling to the ground. They bent his hands and feet well behind his back, and bound them tight with a painful bond as Ulysses had told them;"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.194–209",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἐπικερτομέων προσέφης, Εὔμαιε συβῶτα·\nνῦν μὲν δὴ μάλα πάγχυ, Μελάνθιε, νύκτα φυλάξεις,\nεὐνῇ ἔνι μαλακῇ καταλέγμενος, ὥς σε ἔοικεν·\nοὐδέ σέ γʼ ἠριγένεια παρʼ Ὠκεανοῖο ῥοάων\nλήσει ἐπερχομένη χρυσόθρονος, ἡνίκʼ ἀγινεῖς\nαἶγας μνηστήρεσσι δόμον κάτα δαῖτα πένεσθαι.\nὣς ὁ μὲν αὖθι λέλειπτο, ταθεὶς ὀλοῷ ἐνὶ δεσμῷ·\nτὼ δʼ ἐς τεύχεα δύντε, θύρην ἐπιθέντε φαεινήν,\nβήτην εἰς Ὀδυσῆα δαΐφρονα, ποικιλομήτην.\nἔνθα μένος πνείοντες ἐφέστασαν, οἱ μὲν ἐπʼ οὐδοῦ\nτέσσαρες, οἱ δʼ ἔντοσθε δόμων πολέες τε καὶ ἐσθλοί.\nτοῖσι δʼ ἐπʼ ἀγχίμολον θυγάτηρ Διὸς ἦλθεν Ἀθήνη,\nΜέντορι εἰδομένη ἠμὲν δέμας ἠδὲ καὶ αὐδήν.\nτὴν δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς γήθησεν ἰδὼν καὶ μῦθον ἔειπε·\nΜέντορ, ἄμυνον ἀρήν, μνῆσαι δʼ ἑτάροιο φίλοιο,\nὅς σʼ ἀγαθὰ ῥέζεσκον· ὁμηλικίην δέ μοί ἐσσι.",
    "en": "then they fastened a noose about his body and strung him up from a high pillar till he was close up to the rafters, and over him did you then vaunt, O swineherd Eumaeus saying, “Melanthius, you will pass the night on a soft bed as you deserve. You will know very well when morning comes from the streams of Oceanus, and it is time for you to be driving in your goats for the suitors to feast on.”\nThere, then, they left him in very cruel bondage, and having put on their armour they closed the door behind them and went back to take their places by the side of Ulysses; whereon the four men stood in the cloister, fierce and full of fury; nevertheless, those who were in the body of the court were still both brave and many. Then Jove’s daughter Minerva came up to them, having assumed the voice and form of Mentor. Ulysses was glad when he saw her and said, “Mentor, lend me your help, and forget not your old comrade, nor the many good turns he has done you. Besides, you are my age-mate.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.210–223",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτʼ, ὀϊόμενος λαοσσόον ἔμμεν Ἀθήνην.\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ἑτέρωθεν ὁμόκλεον ἐν μεγάροισι·\nπρῶτος τήν γʼ ἐνένιπε Δαμαστορίδης Ἀγέλαος·\nΜέντορ, μή σʼ ἐπέεσσι παραιπεπίθῃσιν Ὀδυσσεὺς\nμνηστήρεσσι μάχεσθαι, ἀμυνέμεναι δέ οἱ αὐτῷ.\nὧδε γὰρ ἡμέτερόν γε νόον τελέεσθαι ὀΐω·\nὁππότε κεν τούτους κτέωμεν, πατέρʼ ἠδὲ καὶ υἱόν,\nἐν δὲ σὺ τοῖσιν ἔπειτα πεφήσεαι, οἷα μενοινᾷς\nἔρδειν ἐν μεγάροις· σῷ δʼ αὐτοῦ κράατι τίσεις.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν ὑμέων γε βίας ἀφελώμεθα χαλκῷ,\nκτήμαθʼ ὁπόσσα τοί ἐστι, τά τʼ ἔνδοθι καὶ τὰ θύρηφι,\nτοῖσιν Ὀδυσσῆος μεταμίξομεν· οὐδέ τοι υἷας\nζώειν ἐν μεγάροισιν ἐάσομεν, οὐδέ θύγατρας\nοὐδʼ ἄλοχον κεδνὴν Ἰθάκης κατὰ ἄστυ πολεύειν.",
    "en": "But all the time he felt sure it was Minerva, and the suitors from the other side raised an uproar when they saw her. Agelaus was the first to reproach her. “Mentor,” he cried, “do not let Ulysses beguile you into siding with him and fighting the suitors. This is what we will do: when we have killed these people, father and son, we will kill you too. You shall pay for it with your head, and when we have killed you, we will take all you have, in doors or out, and bring it into hotch-pot with Ulysses’ property; we will not let your sons live in your house, nor your daughters, nor shall your widow continue to live in the city of Ithaca.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.224–240",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτʼ, Ἀθηναίη δὲ χολώσατο κηρόθι μᾶλλον,\nνείκεσσεν δʼ Ὀδυσῆα χολωτοῖσιν ἐπέεσσιν·\nοὐκέτι σοί γʼ, Ὀδυσεῦ, μένος ἔμπεδον οὐδέ τις ἀλκή\nοἵη ὅτʼ ἀμφʼ Ἑλένῃ λευκωλένῳ εὐπατερείῃ,\nεἰνάετες Τρώεσσιν ἐμάρναο νωλεμὲς αἰεί,\nπολλοὺς δʼ ἄνδρας ἔπεφνες ἐν αἰνῇ δηϊοτῆτι,\nσῇ δʼ ἥλω βουλῇ Πριάμου πόλις εὐρυάγυια.\nπῶς δὴ νῦν, ὅτε σόν τε δόμον καὶ κτήμαθʼ ἱκάνεις,\nἄντα μνηστήρων ὀλοφύρεαι ἄλκιμος εἶναι;\nἀλλʼ ἄγε δεῦρο, πέπον, παρʼ ἔμʼ ἵστασο καὶ ἴδε ἔργον,\nὄφρʼ εἰδῇς οἷός τοι ἐν ἀνδράσι δυσμενέεσσιν\nΜέντωρ Ἀλκιμίδης εὐεργεσίας ἀποτίνειν.\nἦ ῥα, καὶ οὔ πω πάγχυ δίδου ἑτεραλκέα νίκην,\nἀλλʼ ἔτʼ ἄρα σθένεός τε καὶ ἀλκῆς πειρήτιζεν\nἠμὲν Ὀδυσσῆος ἠδʼ υἱοῦ κυδαλίμοιο.\nαὐτὴ δʼ αἰθαλόεντος ἀνὰ μεγάροιο μέλαθρον\nἕζετʼ ἀναΐξασα, χελιδόνι εἰκέλη ἄντην.",
    "en": "This made Minerva still more furious, so she scolded Ulysses very angrily. “Ulysses,” said she, “your strength and prowess are no longer what they were when you fought for nine long years among the Trojans about the noble lady Helen. You killed many a man in those days, and it was through your stratagem that Priam’s city was taken. How comes it that you are so lamentably less valiant now that you are on your own ground, face to face with the suitors in your own house? Come on, my good fellow, stand by my side and see how Mentor, son of Alcimus shall fight your foes and requite your kindnesses conferred upon him.”\nBut she would not give him full victory as yet, for she wished still further to prove his own prowess and that of his brave son, so she flew up to one of the rafters in the roof of the cloister and sat upon it in the form of a swallow."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.241–254",
    "orig": "μνηστῆρας δʼ ὤτρυνε Δαμαστορίδης Ἀγέλαος,\nΕὐρύνομός τε καὶ Ἀμφιμέδων Δημοπτόλεμός τε,\nΠείσανδρός τε Πολυκτορίδης Πόλυβός τε δαΐφρων·\nοἱ γὰρ μνηστήρων ἀρετῇ ἔσαν ἔξοχʼ ἄριστοι,\nὅσσοι ἔτʼ ἔζωον περί τε ψυχέων ἐμάχοντο·\nτοὺς δʼ ἤδη ἐδάμασσε βιὸς καὶ ταρφέες ἰοί.\nτοῖς δʼ Ἀγέλεως μετέειπεν, ἔπος πάντεσσι πιφαύσκων·\nὦ φίλοι, ἤδη σχήσει ἀνὴρ ὅδε χεῖρας ἀάπτους·\nκαὶ δή οἱ Μέντωρ μὲν ἔβη κενὰ εὔγματα εἰπών,\nοἱ δʼ οἶοι λείπονται ἐπὶ πρώτῃσι θύρῃσι.\nτῷ νῦν μὴ ἅμα πάντες ἐφίετε δούρατα μακρά,\nἀλλʼ ἄγεθʼ οἱ ἓξ πρῶτον ἀκοντίσατʼ, αἴ κέ ποθι Ζεὺς\nδώῃ Ὀδυσσῆα βλῆσθαι καὶ κῦδος ἀρέσθαι.\nτῶν δʼ ἄλλων οὐ κῆδος, ἐπὴν οὗτός γε πέσῃσιν.",
    "en": "Meanwhile Agelaus son of Damastor, Eurynomus, Amphimedon, Demoptolemus, Pisander, and Polybus son of Polyctor bore the brunt of the fight upon the suitors’ side; of all those who were still fighting for their lives they were by far the most valiant, for the others had already fallen under the arrows of Ulysses. Agelaus shouted to them and said, “My friends, he will soon have to leave off, for Mentor has gone away after having done nothing for him but brag. They are standing at the doors unsupported. Do not aim at him all at once, but six of you throw your spears first, and see if you cannot cover yourselves with glory by killing him. When he has fallen we need not be uneasy about the others.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.255–271",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἀκόντισαν ὡς ἐκέλευεν,\nἱέμενοι· τὰ δὲ πάντα ἐτώσια θῆκεν Ἀθήνη,\nτῶν ἄλλος μὲν σταθμὸν ἐϋσταθέος μεγάροιο\nβεβλήκει, ἄλλος δὲ θύρην πυκινῶς ἀραρυῖαν·\nἄλλου δʼ ἐν τοίχῳ μελίη πέσε χαλκοβάρεια.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δὴ δούρατʼ ἀλεύαντο μνηστήρων,\nτοῖς δʼ ἄρα μύθων ἦρχε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nὦ φίλοι, ἤδη μέν κεν ἐγὼν εἴποιμι καὶ ἄμμι\nμνηστήρων ἐς ὅμιλον ἀκοντίσαι, οἳ μεμάασιν\nἡμέας ἐξεναρίξαι ἐπὶ προτέροισι κακοῖσιν.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ἀκόντισαν ὀξέα δοῦρα\nἄντα τιτυσκόμενοι· Δημοπτόλεμον μὲν Ὀδυσσεύς,\nΕὐρυάδην δʼ ἄρα Τηλέμαχος, Ἔλατον δὲ συβώτης,\nΠείσανδρον δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπεφνε βοῶν ἐπιβουκόλος ἀνήρ.\nοἱ μὲν ἔπειθʼ ἅμα πάντες ὀδὰξ ἕλον ἄσπετον οὖδας,\nμνηστῆρες δʼ ἀνεχώρησαν μεγάροιο μυχόνδε·\nτοὶ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπήϊξαν, νεκύων δʼ ἐξ ἔγχεʼ ἕλοντο.",
    "en": "They threw their spears as he bade them, but Minerva made them all of no effect. One hit the door post; another went against the door; the pointed shaft of another struck the wall; and as soon as they had avoided all the spears of the suitors Ulysses said to his own men, “My friends, I should say we too had better let drive into the middle of them, or they will crown all the harm they have done us by killing us outright.”\nThey therefore aimed straight in front of them and threw their spears. Ulysses killed Demoptolemus, Telemachus Euryades, Eumaeus Elatus, while the stockman killed Pisander. These all bit the dust, and as the others drew back into a corner Ulysses and his men rushed forward and regained their spears by drawing them from the bodies of the dead."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.272–291",
    "orig": "αὖτις δὲ μνηστῆρες ἀκόντισαν ὀξέα δοῦρα\nἱέμενοι· τὰ δὲ πολλὰ ἐτώσια θῆκεν Ἀθήνη.\nτῶν ἄλλος μὲν σταθμὸν ἐϋσταθέος μεγάροιο\nβεβλήκειν, ἄλλος δὲ θύρην πυκινῶς ἀραρυῖαν·\nἄλλου δʼ ἐν τοίχῳ μελίη πέσε χαλκοβάρεια.\nἈμφιμέδων δʼ ἄρα Τηλέμαχον βάλε χεῖρʼ ἐπὶ καρπῷ\nλίγδην, ἄκρον δὲ ῥινὸν δηλήσατο χαλκός.\nΚτήσιππος δʼ Εὔμαιον ὑπὲρ σάκος ἔγχεϊ μακρῷ\nὦμον ἐπέγραψεν· τὸ δʼ ὑπέρπτατο, πῖπτε δʼ ἔραζε.\nτοὶ δʼ αὖτʼ ἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆα δαΐφρονα ποικιλομήτην,\nμνηστήρων ἐς ὅμιλον ἀκόντισαν ὀξέα δοῦρα.\nἔνθʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρυδάμαντα βάλε πτολίπορθος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nἈμφιμέδοντα δὲ Τηλέμαχος, Πόλυβον δὲ συβώτης·\nΚτήσιππον δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπειτα βοῶν ἐπιβουκόλος ἀνὴρ\nβεβλήκει πρὸς στῆθος, ἐπευχόμενος δὲ προσηύδα·\nὦ Πολυθερσεΐδη φιλοκέρτομε, μή ποτε πάμπαν\nεἴκων ἀφραδίῃς μέγα εἰπεῖν, ἀλλὰ θεοῖσιν\nμῦθον ἐπιτρέψαι, ἐπεὶ ἦ πολὺ φέρτεροί εἰσι.\nτοῦτό τοι ἀντὶ ποδὸς ξεινήϊον, ὅν ποτʼ ἔδωκας\nἀντιθέῳ Ὀδυσῆϊ δόμον κάτʼ ἀλητεύοντι.",
    "en": "The suitors now aimed a second time, but again Minerva made their weapons for the most part without effect. One hit a bearing-post of the cloister; another went against the door; while the pointed shaft of another struck the wall. Still, Amphimedon just took a piece of the top skin from off Telemachus’s wrist, and Ctesippus managed to graze Eumaeus’s shoulder above his shield; but the spear went on and fell to the ground. Then Ulysses and his men let drive into the crowd of suitors. Ulysses hit Eurydamas, Telemachus Amphimedon, and Eumaeus Polybus. After this the stockman hit Ctesippus in the breast, and taunted him saying, “Foul-mouthed son of Polytherses, do not be so foolish as to talk wickedly another time, but let heaven direct your speech, for the gods are far stronger than men. I make you a present of this advice to repay you for the foot which you gave Ulysses when he was begging about in his own house.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.292–309",
    "orig": "ἦ ῥα βοῶν ἑλίκων ἐπιβουκόλος· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nοὖτα Δαμαστορίδην αὐτοσχεδὸν ἔγχεϊ μακρῷ.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ Εὐηνορίδην Λειώκριτον οὖτα\nδουρὶ μέσον κενεῶνα, διαπρὸ δὲ χαλκὸν ἔλασσεν·\nἤριπε δὲ πρηνής, χθόνα δʼ ἤλασε παντὶ μετώπῳ.\nδὴ τότʼ Ἀθηναίη φθισίμβροτον αἰγίδʼ ἀνέσχεν\nὑψόθεν ἐξ ὀροφῆς· τῶν δὲ φρένες ἐπτοίηθεν.\nοἱ δʼ ἐφέβοντο κατὰ μέγαρον βόες ὣς ἀγελαῖαι·\nτὰς μέν τʼ αἰόλος οἶστρος ἐφορμηθεὶς ἐδόνησεν\nὥρῃ ἐν εἰαρινῇ, ὅτε τʼ ἤματα μακρὰ πέλονται.\nοἱ δʼ ὥς τʼ αἰγυπιοὶ γαμψώνυχες ἀγκυλοχεῖλαι,\nἐξ ὀρέων ἐλθόντες ἐπʼ ὀρνίθεσσι θόρωσι·\nταὶ μέν τʼ ἐν πεδίῳ νέφεα πτώσσουσαι ἵενται,\nοἱ δέ τε τὰς ὀλέκουσιν ἐπάλμενοι, οὐδέ τις ἀλκὴ\nγίγνεται οὐδὲ φυγή· χαίρουσι δέ τʼ ἀνέρες ἄγρῃ·\nὣς ἄρα τοὶ μνηστῆρας ἐπεσσύμενοι κατὰ δῶμα\nτύπτον ἐπιστροφάδην· τῶν δὲ στόνος ὤρνυτʼ ἀεικὴς\nκράτων τυπτομένων, δάπεδον δʼ ἅπαν αἵματι θῦε.",
    "en": "Thus spoke the stockman, and Ulysses struck the son of Damastor with a spear in close fight, while Telemachus hit Leocritus son of Evenor in the belly, and the dart went clean through him, so that he fell forward full on his face upon the ground. Then Minerva from her seat on the rafter held up her deadly aegis, and the hearts of the suitors quailed. They fled to the other end of the court like a herd of cattle maddened by the gadfly in early summer when the days are at their longest. As eagle-beaked, crook-taloned vultures from the mountains swoop down on the smaller birds that cower in flocks upon the ground, and kill them, for they cannot either fight or fly, and lookers on enjoy the sport, even so did Ulysses and his men fall upon the suitors and smite them on every side. They made a horrible groaning as their brains were being battered in, and the ground seethed with their blood."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.310–325",
    "orig": "Λειώδης δʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἐπεσσύμενος λάβε γούνων,\nκαί μιν λισσόμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nγουνοῦμαί σʼ, Ὀδυσεῦ· σὺ δέ μʼ αἴδεο καί μʼ ἐλέησον·\nοὐ γάρ πώ τινά φημι γυναικῶν ἐν μεγάροισιν\nεἰπεῖν οὐδέ τι ῥέξαι ἀτάσθαλον· ἀλλὰ καὶ ἄλλους\nπαύεσκον μνηστῆρας, ὅτις τοιαῦτά γε ῥέζοι.\nἀλλά μοι οὐ πείθοντο κακῶν ἄπο χεῖρας ἔχεσθαι·\nτῷ καὶ ἀτασθαλίῃσιν ἀεικέα πότμον ἐπέσπον.\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ μετὰ τοῖσι θυοσκόος οὐδὲν ἐοργὼς\nκείσομαι, ὡς οὐκ ἔστι χάρις μετόπισθʼ εὐεργέων·\nτὸν δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nεἰ μὲν δὴ μετὰ τοῖσι θυοσκόος εὔχεαι εἶναι,\nπολλάκι που μέλλεις ἀρήμεναι ἐν μεγάροισι\nτηλοῦ ἐμοὶ νόστοιο τέλος γλυκεροῖο γενέσθαι,\nσοὶ δʼ ἄλοχόν τε φίλην σπέσθαι καὶ τέκνα τεκέσθαι·\nτῷ οὐκ ἂν θάνατόν γε δυσηλεγέα προφύγοισθα.",
    "en": "Leiodes then caught the knees of Ulysses and said, “Ulysses I beseech you have mercy upon me and spare me. I never wronged any of the women in your house either in word or deed, and I tried to stop the others. I saw them, but they would not listen, and now they are paying for their folly. I was their sacrificing priest; if you kill me, I shall die without having done anything to deserve it, and shall have got no thanks for all the good that I did.”\nUlysses looked sternly at him and answered, “If you were their sacrificing priest, you must have prayed many a time that it might be long before I got home again, and that you might marry my wife and have children by her. Therefore you shall die.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.326–344",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας ξίφος εἵλετο χειρὶ παχείῃ\nκείμενον, ὅ ῥʼ Ἀγέλαος ἀποπροέηκε χαμᾶζε\nκτεινόμενος· τῷ τόν γε κατʼ αὐχένα μέσσον ἔλασσε.\nφθεγγομένου δʼ ἄρα τοῦ γε κάρη κονίῃσιν ἐμίχθη.\nΤερπιάδης δʼ ἔτʼ ἀοιδὸς ἀλύσκανε κῆρα μέλαιναν,\nΦήμιος, ὅς ῥʼ ἤειδε μετὰ μνηστῆρσιν ἀνάγκῃ.\nἔστη δʼ ἐν χείρεσσίν ἔχων φόρμιγγα λίγειαν\nἄγχι παρʼ ὀρσοθύρην· δίχα δὲ φρεσὶ μερμήριζεν,\nἢ ἐκδὺς μεγάροιο Διὸς μεγάλου ποτὶ βωμὸν\nἑρκείου ἵζοιτο τετυγμένον, ἔνθʼ ἄρα πολλὰ\nΛαέρτης Ὀδυσεύς τε βοῶν ἐπὶ μηρίʼ ἔκηαν,\nἦ γούνων λίσσοιτο προσαΐξας Ὀδυσῆα.\nὧδε δέ οἱ φρονέοντι δοάσσατο κέρδιον εἶναι,\nγούνων ἅψασθαι Λαερτιάδεω Ὀδυσῆος.\nἦ τοι ὁ φόρμιγγα γλαφυρὴν κατέθηκε χαμᾶζε\nμεσσηγὺς κρητῆρος ἰδὲ θρόνου ἀργυροήλου,\nαὐτὸς δʼ αὖτʼ Ὀδυσῆα προσαΐξας λάβε γούνων,\nκαί μιν λισσόμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nγουνοῦμαί σʼ, Ὀδυσεῦ· σὺ δέ μʼ αἴδεο καί μʼ ἐλέησον·",
    "en": "With these words he picked up the sword that Agelaus had dropped when he was being killed, and which was lying upon the ground. Then he struck Leiodes on the back of his neck, so that his head fell rolling in the dust while he was yet speaking.\nThe minstrel Phemius son of Terpes, he who had been forced by the suitors to sing to them, now tried to save his life. He was standing near towards the trap door, and held his lyre in his hand. He did not know whether to fly out of the cloister and sit down by the altar of Jove that was in the outer court, and on which both Laertes and Ulysses had offered up the thigh bones of many an ox, or whether to go straight up to Ulysses and embrace his knees, but in the end he deemed it best to embrace Ulysses’ knees. So he laid his lyre on the ground between the mixing bowl and the silver-studded seat; then going up to Ulysses he caught hold of his knees and said, “Ulysses, I beseech you have mercy on me and spare me."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.345–360",
    "orig": "αὐτῷ τοι μετόπισθʼ ἄχος ἔσσεται, εἴ κεν ἀοιδὸν\nπέφνῃς, ὅς τε θεοῖσι καὶ ἀνθρώποισιν ἀείδω.\nαὐτοδίδακτος δʼ εἰμί, θεὸς δέ μοι ἐν φρεσὶν οἴμας\nπαντοίας ἐνέφυσεν· ἔοικα δέ τοι παραείδειν\nὥς τε θεῷ· τῷ μή με λιλαίεο δειροτομῆσαι.\nκαί κεν Τηλέμαχος τάδε γʼ εἴποι, σὸς φίλος υἱός,\nὡς ἐγὼ οὔ τι ἑκὼν ἐς σὸν δόμον οὐδὲ χατίζων\nπωλεύμην μνηστῆρσιν ἀεισόμενος μετὰ δαῖτας,\nἀλλὰ πολὺ πλέονες καὶ κρείσσονες ἦγον ἀνάγκῃ.\nὣς φάτο, τοῦ δʼ ἤκουσʼ ἱερὴ ἲς Τηλεμάχοιο,\nαἶψα δʼ ἑὸν πατέρα προσεφώνεεν ἐγγὺς ἐόντα·\nἴσχεο μηδέ τι τοῦτον ἀναίτιον οὔταε χαλκῷ·\nκαὶ κήρυκα Μέδοντα σαώσομεν, ὅς τέ μευ αἰεὶ\nοἴκῳ ἐν ἡμετέρῳ κηδέσκετο παιδὸς ἐόντος,\nεἰ δὴ μή μιν ἔπεφνε Φιλοίτιος ἠὲ συβώτης,\nἠὲ σοὶ ἀντεβόλησεν ὀρινομένῳ κατὰ δῶμα.",
    "en": "You will be sorry for it afterwards if you kill a bard who can sing both for gods and men as I can. I make all my lays myself, and heaven visits me with every kind of inspiration. I would sing to you as though you were a god, do not therefore be in such a hurry to cut my head off. Your own son Telemachus will tell you that I did not want to frequent your house and sing to the suitors after their meals, but they were too many and too strong for me, so they made me.”\nTelemachus heard him, and at once went up to his father. “Hold!” he cried, “the man is guiltless, do him no hurt; and we will spare Medon too, who was always good to me when I was a boy, unless Philoetius or Eumaeus has already killed him, or he has fallen in your way when you were raging about the court.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.361–377",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τοῦ δʼ ἤκουσε Μέδων πεπνυμένα εἰδώς·\nπεπτηὼς γὰρ ἔκειτο ὑπὸ θρόνον, ἀμφὶ δὲ δέρμα\nἕστο βοὸς νεόδαρτον, ἀλύσκων κῆρα μέλαιναν.\nαἶψα δʼ ἀπὸ θρόνου ὦρτο, θοῶς δʼ ἀπέδυνε βοείην\nΤηλέμαχον δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπειτα προσαΐξας λάβε γούνων,\nκαί μιν λισσόμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nὦ φίλʼ, ἐγὼ μὲν ὅδʼ εἰμί, σὺ δʼ ἴσχεο εἰπὲ δὲ πατρὶ\nμή με περισθενέων δηλήσεται ὀξέϊ χαλκῷ,\nἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων κεχολωμένος, οἵ οἱ ἔκειρον\nκτήματʼ ἐνὶ μεγάροις, σὲ δὲ νήπιοι οὐδὲν ἔτιον.\nτὸν δʼ ἐπιμειδήσας προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nθάρσει, ἐπεὶ δή σʼ οὗτος ἐρύσσατο καὶ ἐσάωσεν,\nὄφρα γνῷς κατὰ θυμόν, ἀτὰρ εἴπῃσθα καὶ ἄλλῳ,\nὡς κακοεργίης εὐεργεσίη μέγʼ ἀμείνων.\nἀλλʼ ἐξελθόντες μεγάρων ἕζεσθε θύραζε\nἐκ φόνου εἰς αὐλήν, σύ τε καὶ πολύφημος ἀοιδός,\nὄφρʼ ἂν ἐγὼ κατὰ δῶμα πονήσομαι ὅττεό με χρή.",
    "en": "Medon caught these words of Telemachus, for he was crouching under a seat beneath which he had hidden by covering himself up with a freshly flayed heifer’s hide, so he threw off the hide, went up to Telemachus, and laid hold of his knees.\n“Here I am, my dear sir,” said he, “stay your hand therefore, and tell your father, or he will kill me in his rage against the suitors for having wasted his substance and been so foolishly disrespectful to yourself.”\nUlysses smiled at him and answered, “Fear not; Telemachus has saved your life, that you may know in future, and tell other people, how greatly better good deeds prosper than evil ones. Go, therefore, outside the cloisters into the outer court, and be out of the way of the slaughter, you and the bard, while I finish my work here inside.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.378–397",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τὼ δʼ ἔξω βήτην μεγάροιο κιόντε,\nἑζέσθην δʼ ἄρα τώ γε Διὸς μεγάλου ποτὶ βωμόν,\nπάντοσε παπταίνοντε, φόνον ποτιδεγμένω αἰεί.\nπάπτηνεν δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς καθʼ ἑὸν δόμον, εἴ τις ἔτʼ ἀνδρῶν\nζωὸς ὑποκλοπέοιτο, ἀλύσκων κῆρα μέλαιναν.\nτοὺς δὲ ἴδεν μάλα πάντας ἐν αἵματι καὶ κονίῃσι\nπεπτεῶτας πολλούς, ὥστʼ ἰχθύας, οὕς θʼ ἁλιῆες\nκοῖλον ἐς αἰγιαλὸν πολιῆς ἔκτοσθε θαλάσσης\nδικτύῳ ἐξέρυσαν πολυωπῷ· οἱ δέ τε πάντες\nκύμαθʼ ἁλὸς ποθέοντες ἐπὶ ψαμάθοισι κέχυνται·\nτῶν μέν τʼ Ἠέλιος φαέθων ἐξείλετο θυμόν·\nὣς τότʼ ἄρα μνηστῆρες ἐπʼ ἀλλήλοισι κέχυντο.\nδὴ τότε Τηλέμαχον προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, εἰ δʼ ἄγε μοι κάλεσον τροφὸν Εὐρύκλειαν,\nὄφρα ἔπος εἴπωμι τό μοι καταθύμιόν ἐστιν.\nὣς φάτο, Τηλέμαχος δὲ φίλῳ ἐπεπείθετο πατρί,\nκινήσας δὲ θύρην προσέφη τροφὸν Εὐρύκλειαν·\nδεῦρο δὴ ὄρσο, γρηῢ παλαιγενές, ἥ τε γυναικῶν\nδμῳάων σκοπός ἐσσι κατὰ μέγαρʼ ἡμετεράων·\nἔρχεο· κικλήσκει σε πατὴρ ἐμός, ὄφρα τι εἴπῃ.",
    "en": "The pair went into the outer court as fast as they could, and sat down by Jove’s great altar, looking fearfully round, and still expecting that they would be killed. Then Ulysses searched the whole court carefully over, to see if anyone had managed to hide himself and was still living, but he found them all lying in the dust and weltering in their blood. They were like fishes which fishermen have netted out of the sea, and thrown upon the beach to lie gasping for water till the heat of the sun makes an end of them. Even so were the suitors lying all huddled up one against the other.\nThen Ulysses said to Telemachus, “Call nurse Euryclea; I have something to say to her.”\nTelemachus went and knocked at the door of the women’s room. “Make haste,” said he, “you old woman who have been set over all the other women in the house. Come outside; my father wishes to speak to you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.398–413",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἐφώνησεν, τῇ δʼ ἄπτερος ἔπλετο μῦθος,\nὤϊξεν δὲ θύρας μεγάρων εὖ ναιεταόντων,\nβῆ δʼ ἴμεν· αὐτὰρ Τηλέμαχος πρόσθʼ ἡγεμόνευεν.\nεὗρεν ἔπειτʼ Ὀδυσῆα μετὰ κταμένοισι νέκυσσιν,\nαἵματι καὶ λύθρῳ πεπαλαγμένον ὥστε λέοντα,\nὅς ῥά τε βεβρωκὼς βοὸς ἔρχεται ἀγραύλοιο·\nπᾶν δʼ ἄρα οἱ στῆθός τε παρήϊά τʼ ἀμφοτέρωθεν\nαἱματόεντα πέλει, δεινὸς δʼ εἰς ὦπα ἰδέσθαι·\nὣς Ὀδυσεὺς πεπάλακτο πόδας καὶ χεῖρας ὕπερθεν.\nἡ δʼ ὡς οὖν νέκυάς τε καὶ ἄσπετον εἴσιδεν αἷμα,\nἴθυσέν ῥʼ ὀλολύξαι, ἐπεὶ μέγα εἴσιδεν ἔργον·\nἀλλʼ Ὀδυσεὺς κατέρυκε καὶ ἔσχεθεν ἱεμένην περ,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἐν θυμῷ, γρηῦ, χαῖρε καὶ ἴσχεο μηδʼ ὀλόλυζε·\nοὐχ ὁσίη κταμένοισιν ἐπʼ ἀνδράσιν εὐχετάασθαι.\nτούσδε δὲ μοῖρʼ ἐδάμασσε θεῶν καὶ σχέτλια ἔργα·",
    "en": "When Euryclea heard this she unfastened the door of the women’s room and came out, following Telemachus. She found Ulysses among the corpses bespattered with blood and filth like a lion that has just been devouring an ox, and his breast and both his cheeks are all bloody, so that he is a fearful sight; even so was Ulysses besmirched from head to foot with gore. When she saw all the corpses and such a quantity of blood, she was beginning to cry out for joy, for she saw that a great deed had been done; but Ulysses checked her, “Old woman,” said he, “rejoice in silence; restrain yourself, and do not make any noise about it; it is an unholy thing to vaunt over dead men."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.414–429",
    "orig": "οὔ τινα γὰρ τίεσκον ἐπιχθονίων ἀνθρώπων,\nοὐ κακὸν οὐδὲ μὲν ἐσθλόν, ὅτις σφέας εἰσαφίκοιτο·\nτῷ καὶ ἀτασθαλίῃσιν ἀεικέα πότμον ἐπέσπον.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι σὺ γυναῖκας ἐνὶ μεγάροις κατάλεξον,\nαἵ τέ μʼ ἀτιμάζουσι καὶ αἳ νηλείτιδές εἰσιν.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε φίλη τροφὸς Εὐρύκλεια·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι, τέκνον, ἀληθείην καταλέξω.\nπεντήκοντά τοί εἰσιν ἐνὶ μεγάροισι γυναῖκες\nδμῳαί, τὰς μέν τʼ ἔργα διδάξαμεν ἐργάζεσθαι,\nεἴριά τε ξαίνειν καὶ δουλοσύνην ἀνέχεσθαι·\nτάων δώδεκα πᾶσαι ἀναιδείης ἐπέβησαν,\nοὔτʼ ἐμὲ τίουσαι οὔτʼ αὐτὴν Πηνελόπειαν.\nΤηλέμαχος δὲ νέον μὲν ἀέξετο, οὐδέ ἑ μήτηρ\nσημαίνειν εἴασκεν ἐπὶ δμῳῇσι γυναιξίν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγʼ ἐγὼν ἀναβᾶσʼ ὑπερώϊα σιγαλόεντα\nεἴπω σῇ ἀλόχῳ, τῇ τις θεὸς ὕπνον ἐπῶρσε.",
    "en": "Heaven’s doom and their own evil deeds have brought these men to destruction, for they respected no man in the whole world, neither rich nor poor, who came near them, and they have come to a bad end as a punishment for their wickedness and folly. Now, however, tell me which of the women in the house have misconducted themselves, and who are innocent.”\n“I will tell you the truth, my son,” answered Euryclea. “There are fifty women in the house whom we teach to do things, such as carding wool, and all kinds of household work. Of these, twelve in all have misbehaved, and have been wanting in respect to me, and also to Penelope. They showed no disrespect to Telemachus, for he has only lately grown and his mother never permitted him to give orders to the female servants; but let me go upstairs and tell your wife all that has happened, for some god has been sending her to sleep.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.430–445",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς\nμή πω τήνδʼ ἐπέγειρε· σὺ δʼ ἐνθάδε εἰπὲ γυναιξὶν\nἐλθέμεν, αἵ περ πρόσθεν ἀεικέα μηχανόωντο.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, γρηῢς δὲ διὲκ μεγάροιο βεβήκει\nἀγγελέουσα γυναιξὶ καὶ ὀτρυνέουσα νέεσθαι.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ Τηλέμαχον καὶ βουκόλον ἠδὲ συβώτην\nεἰς ἓ καλεσσάμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nἄρχετε νῦν νέκυας φορέειν καὶ ἄνωχθε γυναῖκας·\nαὐτὰρ ἔπειτα θρόνους περικαλλέας ἠδὲ τραπέζας\nὕδατι καὶ σπόγγοισι πολυτρήτοισι καθαίρειν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπὴν δὴ πάντα δόμον κατακοσμήσησθε,\nδμῳὰς ἐξαγαγόντες ἐϋσταθέος μεγάροιο,\nμεσσηγύς τε θόλου καὶ ἀμύμονος ἕρκεος αὐλῆς,\nθεινέμεναι ξίφεσιν τανυήκεσιν, εἰς ὅ κε πασέων\nψυχὰς ἐξαφέλησθε καὶ ἐκλελάθωντʼ Ἀφροδίτης,\nτὴν ἄρʼ ὑπὸ μνηστῆρσιν ἔχον μίσγοντό τε λάθρη.",
    "en": "“Do not wake her yet,” answered Ulysses, “but tell the women who have misconducted themselves to come to me.”\nEuryclea left the cloister to tell the women, and make them come to Ulysses; in the meantime he called Telemachus, the stockman, and the swineherd. “Begin,” said he, “to remove the dead, and make the women help you. Then, get sponges and clean water to swill down the tables and seats. When you have thoroughly cleansed the whole cloisters, take the women into the space between the domed room and the wall of the outer court, and run them through with your swords till they are quite dead, and have forgotten all about love and the way in which they used to lie in secret with the suitors.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.446–464",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, αἱ δὲ γυναῖκες ἀολλέες ἦλθον ἅπασαι,\nαἴνʼ ὀλοφυρόμεναι, θαλερὸν κατὰ δάκρυ χέουσαι.\nπρῶτα μὲν οὖν νέκυας φόρεον κατατεθνηῶτας,\nκὰδ δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπʼ αἰθούσῃ τίθεσαν εὐερκέος αὐλῆς,\nἀλλήλοισιν ἐρείδουσαι· σήμαινε δʼ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nαὐτὸς ἐπισπέρχων· ταὶ δʼ ἐκφόρεον καὶ ἀνάγκῃ.\nαὐτὰρ ἔπειτα θρόνους περικαλλέας ἠδὲ τραπέζας\nὕδατι καὶ σπόγγοισι πολυτρήτοισι κάθαιρον.\nαὐτὰρ Τηλέμαχος καὶ βουκόλος ἠδὲ συβώτης\nλίστροισιν δάπεδον πύκα ποιητοῖο δόμοιο\nξῦον· ταὶ δʼ ἐφόρεον δμῳαί, τίθεσαν δὲ θύραζε.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπειδὴ πᾶν μέγαρον διεκοσμήσαντο,\nδμῳὰς δʼ ἐξαγαγόντες ἐϋσταθέος μεγάροιο,\nμεσσηγύς τε θόλου καὶ ἀμύμονος ἕρκεος αὐλῆς,\nεἴλεον ἐν στείνει, ὅθεν οὔ πως ἦεν ἀλύξαι.\nτοῖσι δὲ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἦρχʼ ἀγορεύειν·\nμὴ μὲν δὴ καθαρῷ θανάτῳ ἀπὸ θυμὸν ἑλοίμην\nτάων, αἳ δὴ ἐμῇ κεφαλῇ κατʼ ὀνείδεα χεῦαν\nμητέρι θʼ ἡμετέρῃ παρά τε μνηστῆρσιν ἴαυον.",
    "en": "On this the women came down in a body, weeping and wailing bitterly. First they carried the dead bodies out, and propped them up against one another in the gatehouse. Ulysses ordered them about and made them do their work quickly, so they had to carry the bodies out. When they had done this, they cleaned all the tables and seats with sponges and water, while Telemachus and the two others shovelled up the blood and dirt from the ground, and the women carried it all away and put it out of doors. Then when they had made the whole place quite clean and orderly, they took the women out and hemmed them in the narrow space between the wall of the domed room and that of the yard, so that they could not get away: and Telemachus said to the other two, “I shall not let these women die a clean death, for they were insolent to me and my mother, and used to sleep with the suitors.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.465–484",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη, καὶ πεῖσμα νεὸς κυανοπρῴροιο\nκίονος ἐξάψας μεγάλης περίβαλλε θόλοιο,\nὑψόσʼ ἐπεντανύσας, μή τις ποσὶν οὖδας ἵκοιτο.\nὡς δʼ ὅτʼ ἂν ἢ κίχλαι τανυσίπτεροι ἠὲ πέλειαι\nἕρκει ἐνιπλήξωσι, τό θʼ ἑστήκῃ ἐνὶ θάμνῳ,\nαὖλιν ἐσιέμεναι, στυγερὸς δʼ ὑπεδέξατο κοῖτος,\nὣς αἵ γʼ ἑξείης κεφαλὰς ἔχον, ἀμφὶ δὲ πάσαις\nδειρῇσι βρόχοι ἦσαν, ὅπως οἴκτιστα θάνοιεν.\nἤσπαιρον δὲ πόδεσσι μίνυνθά περ οὔ τι μάλα δήν.\nἐκ δὲ Μελάνθιον ἦγον ἀνὰ πρόθυρόν τε καὶ αὐλήν·\nτοῦ δʼ ἀπὸ μὲν ῥῖνάς τε καὶ οὔατα νηλέϊ χαλκῷ\nτάμνον, μήδεά τʼ ἐξέρυσαν, κυσὶν ὠμὰ δάσασθαι,\nχεῖράς τʼ ἠδὲ πόδας κόπτον κεκοτηότι θυμῷ.\nοἱ μὲν ἔπειτʼ ἀπονιψάμενοι χεῖράς τε πόδας τε\nεἰς Ὀδυσῆα δόμονδε κίον, τετέλεστο δὲ ἔργον·\nαὐτὰρ ὅ γε προσέειπε φίλην τροφὸν Εὐρύκλειαν·\nοἶσε θέειον, γρηΰ, κακῶν ἄκος, οἶσε δέ μοι πῦρ,\nὄφρα θεειώσω μέγαρον· σὺ δὲ Πηνελόπειαν\nἐλθεῖν ἐνθάδʼ ἄνωχθι σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξί·\nπάσας δʼ ὄτρυνον δμῳὰς κατὰ δῶμα νέεσθαι.",
    "en": "So saying he made a ship’s cable fast to one of the bearing-posts that supported the roof of the domed room, and secured it all around the building, at a good height, lest any of the women’s feet should touch the ground; and as thrushes or doves beat against a net that has been set for them in a thicket just as they were getting to their nest, and a terrible fate awaits them, even so did the women have to put their heads in nooses one after the other and die most miserably. Their feet moved convulsively for a while, but not for very long.\nAs for Melanthius, they took him through the cloister into the inner court. There they cut off his nose and his ears; they drew out his vitals and gave them to the dogs raw, and then in their fury they cut off his hands and his feet.\nWhen they had done this they washed their hands and feet and went back into the house, for all was now over; and Ulysses said to the dear old nurse Euryclea, “Bring me sulphur, which cleanses all pollution, and fetch fire also that I may burn it, and purify the cloisters. Go, moreover, and tell Penelope to come here with her attendants, and also all the maidservants that are in the house.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 22.485–501",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε φίλη τροφὸς Εὐρύκλεια·\nναὶ δὴ ταῦτά γε, τέκνον ἐμόν, κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπες.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε τοι χλαῖνάν τε χιτῶνά τε εἵματʼ ἐνείκω,\nμηδʼ οὕτω ῥάκεσιν πεπυκασμένος εὐρέας ὤμους\nἕσταθʼ ἐνὶ μεγάροισι· νεμεσσητὸν δέ κεν εἴη.\nτὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nπῦρ νῦν μοι πρώτιστον ἐνὶ μεγάροισι γενέσθω.\nὣς ἔφατʼ, οὐδʼ ἀπίθησε φίλη τροφὸς Εὐρύκλεια,\nἤνεικεν δʼ ἄρα πῦρ καὶ θήϊον· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nεὖ διεθείωσεν μέγαρον καὶ δῶμα καὶ αὐλήν.\nγρηῢς δʼ αὖτʼ ἀπέβη διὰ δώματα κάλʼ Ὀδυσῆος\nἀγγελέουσα γυναιξὶ καὶ ὀτρυνέουσα νέεσθαι·\nαἱ δʼ ἴσαν ἐκ μεγάροιο δάος μετὰ χερσὶν ἔχουσαι.\nαἱ μὲν ἄρʼ ἀμφεχέοντο καὶ ἠσπάζοντʼ Ὀδυσῆα,\nκαὶ κύνεον ἀγαπαζόμεναι κεφαλήν τε καὶ ὤμους\nχεῖράς τʼ αἰνύμεναι· τὸν δὲ γλυκὺς ἵμερος ᾕρει\nκλαυθμοῦ καὶ στοναχῆς, γίγνωσκε δʼ ἄρα φρεσὶ πάσας.",
    "en": "“All that you have said is true,” answered Euryclea, “but let me bring you some clean clothes, a shirt and cloak. Do not keep these rags on your back any longer. It is not right.”\n“First light me a fire,” replied Ulysses.\nShe brought the fire and sulphur, as he had bidden her, and Ulysses thoroughly purified the cloisters and both the inner and outer courts. Then she went inside to call the women and tell them what had happened; whereon they came from their apartment with torches in their hands, and pressed round Ulysses to embrace him, kissing his head and shoulders and taking hold of his hands. It made him feel as if he should like to weep, for he remembered every one of them."
   }
  ],
  "23": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.1–20",
    "orig": "γρηῢς δʼ εἰς ὑπερῷʼ ἀνεβήσετο καγχαλόωσα,\nδεσποίνῃ ἐρέουσα φίλον πόσιν ἔνδον ἐόντα·\nγούνατα δʼ ἐρρώσαντο, πόδες δʼ ὑπερικταίνοντο.\nστῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ὑπὲρ κεφαλῆς καί μιν πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπεν·\nἔγρεο, Πηνελόπεια, φίλον τέκος, ὄφρα ἴδηαι\nὀφθαλμοῖσι τεοῖσι τά τʼ ἔλδεαι ἤματα πάντα.\nἦλθʼ Ὀδυσεὺς καὶ οἶκον ἱκάνεται, ὀψέ περ ἐλθών.\nμνηστῆρας δʼ ἔκτεινεν ἀγήνορας, οἵ θʼ ἑὸν οἶκον\nκήδεσκον καὶ κτήματʼ ἔδον βιόωντό τε παῖδα.\nτὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nμαῖα φίλη, μάργην σε θεοὶ θέσαν, οἵ τε δύνανται\nἄφρονα ποιῆσαι καὶ ἐπίφρονά περ μάλʼ ἐόντα,\nκαί τε χαλιφρονέοντα σαοφροσύνης ἐπέβησαν·\nοἵ σέ περ ἔβλαψαν· πρὶν δὲ φρένας αἰσίμη ἦσθα.\nτίπτε με λωβεύεις πολυπενθέα θυμὸν ἔχουσαν\nταῦτα παρὲξ ἐρέουσα καὶ ἐξ ὕπνου μʼ ἀνεγείρεις\nἡδέος, ὅς μʼ ἐπέδησε φίλα βλέφαρʼ ἀμφικαλύψας;\nοὐ γάρ πω τοιόνδε κατέδραθον, ἐξ οὗ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nᾤχετʼ ἐποψόμενος Κακοΐλιον οὐκ ὀνομαστήν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε νῦν κατάβηθι καὶ ἂψ ἔρχευ μέγαρόνδε.",
    "en": "Euryclea now went upstairs laughing to tell her mistress that her dear husband had come home. Her aged knees became young again and her feet were nimble for joy as she went up to her mistress and bent over her head to speak to her. “Wake up Penelope, my dear child,” she exclaimed, “and see with your own eyes something that you have been wanting this long time past. Ulysses has at last indeed come home again, and has killed the suitors who were giving so much trouble in his house, eating up his estate and ill treating his son.”\n“My good nurse,” answered Penelope, “you must be mad. The gods sometimes send some very sensible people out of their minds, and make foolish people become sensible. This is what they must have been doing to you; for you always used to be a reasonable person. Why should you thus mock me when I have trouble enough already, talking such nonsense, and waking me up out of a sweet sleep that had taken possession of my eyes and closed them? I have never slept so soundly from the day my poor husband went to that city with the ill-omened name."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.21–38",
    "orig": "εἰ γάρ τίς μʼ ἄλλη γε γυναικῶν, αἵ μοι ἔασι,\nταῦτʼ ἐλθοῦσʼ ἤγγειλε καὶ ἐξ ὕπνου ἀνέγειρεν,\nτῷ κε τάχα στυγερῶς μιν ἐγὼν ἀπέπεμψα νέεσθαι\nαὖτις ἔσω μέγαρον· σὲ δὲ τοῦτό γε γῆρας ὀνήσει.\nτὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε φίλη τροφὸς Εὐρύκλεια·\nοὔ τί σε λωβεύω, τέκνον φίλον, ἀλλʼ ἔτυμόν τοι\nἦλθʼ Ὀδυσεὺς καὶ οἶκον ἱκάνεται, ὡς ἀγορεύω,\nὁ ξεῖνος, τὸν πάντες ἀτίμων ἐν μεγάροισι.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἄρα μιν πάλαι ᾔδεεν ἔνδον ἐόντα,\nἀλλὰ σαοφροσύνῃσι νοήματα πατρὸς ἔκευθεν,\nὄφρʼ ἀνδρῶν τίσαιτο βίην ὑπερηνορεόντων.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, ἡ δʼ ἐχάρη καὶ ἀπὸ λέκτροιο θοροῦσα\nγρηῒ περιπλέχθη, βλεφάρων δʼ ἀπὸ δάκρυον ἧκεν·\nκαί μιν φωνήσασʼ ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nεἰ δʼ ἄγε δή μοι, μαῖα φίλη, νημερτὲς ἐνίσπες,\nεἰ ἐτεὸν δὴ οἶκον ἱκάνεται, ὡς ἀγορεύεις,\nὅππως δὴ μνηστῆρσιν ἀναιδέσι χεῖρας ἐφῆκε\nμοῦνος ἐών, οἱ δʼ αἰὲν ἀολλέες ἔνδον ἔμιμνον.",
    "en": "Go back again into the women’s room; if it had been any one else who had woke me up to bring me such absurd news I should have sent her away with a severe scolding. As it is your age shall protect you.”\n“My dear child,” answered Euryclea, “I am not mocking you. It is quite true as I tell you that Ulysses is come home again. He was the stranger whom they all kept on treating so badly in the cloister. Telemachus knew all the time that he was come back, but kept his father’s secret that he might have his revenge on all these wicked people.”\nThen Penelope sprang up from her couch, threw her arms round Euryclea, and wept for joy. “But my dear nurse,” said she, “explain this to me; if he has really come home as you say, how did he manage to overcome the wicked suitors single handed, seeing what a number of them there always were?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.39–57",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε φίλη τροφὸς Εὐρύκλεια·\nοὐκ ἴδον, οὐ πυθόμην, ἀλλὰ στόνον οἶον ἄκουσα\nκτεινομένων· ἡμεῖς δὲ μυχῷ θαλάμων εὐπήκτων\nἥμεθʼ ἀτυζόμεναι, σανίδες δʼ ἔχον εὖ ἀραρυῖαι,\nπρίν γʼ ὅτε δή με σὸς υἱὸς ἀπὸ μεγάροιο κάλεσσε\nΤηλέμαχος· τὸν γάρ ῥα πατὴρ προέηκε καλέσσαι.\nεὗρον ἔπειτʼ Ὀδυσῆα μετὰ κταμένοισι νέκυσσιν\nἑσταόθʼ· οἱ δέ μιν ἀμφί, κραταίπεδον οὖδας ἔχοντες,\nκείατʼ ἐπʼ ἀλλήλοισιν· ἰδοῦσά κε θυμὸν ἰάνθης.\nνῦν δʼ οἱ μὲν δὴ πάντες ἐπʼ αὐλείῃσι θύρῃσιν\nἀθρόοι, αὐτὰρ ὁ δῶμα θεειοῦται περικαλλές,\nπῦρ μέγα κηάμενος· σὲ δέ με προέηκε καλέσσαι.\nἀλλʼ ἕπευ, ὄφρα σφῶϊν ἐϋφροσύνης ἐπιβῆτον\nἀμφοτέρω φίλον ἦτορ, ἐπεὶ κακὰ πολλὰ πέποσθε.\nνῦν δʼ ἤδη τόδε μακρὸν ἐέλδωρ ἐκτετέλεσται·\nἦλθε μὲν αὐτὸς ζωὸς ἐφέστιος, εὗρε δὲ καὶ σὲ\nκαὶ παῖδʼ ἐν μεγάροισι· κακῶς δʼ οἵ πέρ μιν ἔρεζον\nμνηστῆρες, τοὺς πάντας ἐτίσατο ᾧ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ.",
    "en": "“I was not there,” answered Euryclea, “and do not know; I only heard them groaning while they were being killed. We sat crouching and huddled up in a corner of the women’s room with the doors closed, till your son came to fetch me because his father sent him. Then I found Ulysses standing over the corpses that were lying on the ground all round him, one on top of the other. You would have enjoyed it if you could have seen him standing there all bespattered with blood and filth, and looking just like a lion. But the corpses are now all piled up in the gatehouse that is in the outer court, and Ulysses has lit a great fire to purify the house with sulphur. He has sent me to call you, so come with me that you may both be happy together after all; for now at last the desire of your heart has been fulfilled; your husband is come home to find both wife and son alive and well, and to take his revenge in his own house on the suitors who behaved so badly to him.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.58–68",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nμαῖα φίλη, μή πω μέγʼ ἐπεύχεο καγχαλόωσα.\nοἶσθα γὰρ ὥς κʼ ἀσπαστὸς ἐνὶ μεγάροισι φανείη\nπᾶσι, μάλιστα δʼ ἐμοί τε καὶ υἱέϊ, τὸν τεκόμεσθα·\nἀλλʼ οὐκ ἔσθʼ ὅδε μῦθος ἐτήτυμος, ὡς ἀγορεύεις,\nἀλλά τις ἀθανάτων κτεῖνε μνηστῆρας ἀγαυούς,\nὕβριν ἀγασσάμενος θυμαλγέα καὶ κακὰ ἔργα.\nοὔ τινα γὰρ τίεσκον ἐπιχθονίων ἀνθρώπων,\nοὐ κακὸν οὐδὲ μὲν ἐσθλόν, ὅτις σφέας εἰσαφίκοιτο·\nτῷ διʼ ἀτασθαλίας ἔπαθον κακόν· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nὤλεσε τηλοῦ νόστον Ἀχαιΐδος, ὤλετο δʼ αὐτός.",
    "en": "“My dear nurse,” said Penelope, “do not exult too confidently over all this. You know how delighted every one would be to see Ulysses come home, more particularly myself, and the son who has been born to both of us; but what you tell me cannot be really true. It is some god who is angry with the suitors for their great wickedness, and has made an end of them; for they respected no man in the whole world, neither rich nor poor, who came near them, and they have come to a bad end in consequence of their iniquity; Ulysses is dead far away from the Achaean land; he will never return home again.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.69–84",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα φίλη τροφὸς Εὐρύκλεια·\nτέκνον ἐμόν, ποῖόν σε ἔπος φύγεν ἕρκος ὀδόντων,\nἣ πόσιν ἔνδον ἐόντα παρʼ ἐσχάρῃ οὔ ποτʼ ἔφησθα\nοἴκαδʼ ἐλεύσεσθαι· θυμὸς δέ τοι αἰὲν ἄπιστος.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε τοι καὶ σῆμα ἀριφραδὲς ἄλλο τι εἴπω,\nοὐλήν, τήν ποτέ μιν σῦς ἤλασε λευκῷ ὀδόντι.\nτὴν ἀπονίζουσα φρασάμην, ἔθελον δὲ σοὶ αὐτῇ\nεἰπέμεν· ἀλλά με κεῖνος ἑλὼν ἐπὶ μάστακα χερσὶν\nοὐκ ἔα εἰπέμεναι πολυϊδρείῃσι νόοιο.\nἀλλʼ ἕπευ· αὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ἐμέθεν περιδώσομαι αὐτῆς,\nαἴ κέν σʼ ἐξαπάφω, κτεῖναί μʼ οἰκτίστῳ ὀλέθρῳ.\nτὴν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nμαῖα φίλη, χαλεπόν σε θεῶν αἰειγενετάων\nδήνεα εἴρυσθαι, μάλα περ πολύϊδριν ἐοῦσαν.\nἀλλʼ ἔμπης ἴομεν μετὰ παῖδʼ ἐμόν, ὄφρα ἴδωμαι\nἄνδρας μνηστῆρας τεθνηότας, ἠδʼ ὃς ἔπεφνεν.",
    "en": "Then nurse Euryclea said, “My child, what are you talking about? but you were all hard of belief and have made up your mind that your husband is never coming, although he is in the house and by his own fire side at this very moment. Besides I can give you another proof; when I was washing him I perceived the scar which the wild boar gave him, and I wanted to tell you about it, but in his wisdom he would not let me, and clapped his hands over my mouth; so come with me and I will make this bargain with you, if I am deceiving you, you may have me killed by the most cruel death you can think of.”\n“My dear nurse,” said Penelope, “however wise you may be you can hardly fathom the counsels of the gods. Nevertheless, we will go in search of my son, that I may see the corpses of the suitors, and the man who has killed them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.85–103",
    "orig": "ὣς φαμένη κατέβαινʼ ὑπερώϊα· πολλὰ δέ οἱ κῆρ\nὥρμαινʼ, ἢ ἀπάνευθε φίλον πόσιν ἐξερεείνοι,\nἦ παρστᾶσα κύσειε κάρη καὶ χεῖρε λαβοῦσα.\nἡ δʼ ἐπεὶ εἰσῆλθεν καὶ ὑπέρβη λάϊνον οὐδόν,\nἕζετʼ ἔπειτʼ Ὀδυσῆος ἐναντίη, ἐν πυρὸς αὐγῇ,\nτοίχου τοῦ ἑτέρου· ὁ δʼ ἄρα πρὸς κίονα μακρὴν\nἧστο κάτω ὁρόων, ποτιδέγμενος εἴ τί μιν εἴποι\nἰφθίμη παράκοιτις, ἐπεὶ ἴδεν ὀφθαλμοῖσιν.\nἡ δʼ ἄνεω δὴν ἧστο, τάφος δέ οἱ ἦτορ ἵκανεν·\nὄψει δʼ ἄλλοτε μέν μιν ἐνωπαδίως ἐσίδεσκεν,\nἄλλοτε δʼ ἀγνώσασκε κακὰ χροῒ εἵματʼ ἔχοντα.\nΤηλέμαχος δʼ ἐνένιπεν ἔπος τʼ ἔφατʼ ἔκ τʼ ὀνόμαζε·\nμῆτερ ἐμή, δύσμητερ, ἀπηνέα θυμὸν ἔχουσα,\nτίφθʼ οὕτω πατρὸς νοσφίζεαι, οὐδὲ παρʼ αὐτὸν\nἑζομένη μύθοισιν ἀνείρεαι οὐδὲ μεταλλᾷς;\nοὐ μέν κʼ ἄλλη γʼ ὧδε γυνὴ τετληότι θυμῷ\nἀνδρὸς ἀφεσταίη, ὅς οἱ κακὰ πολλὰ μογήσας\nἔλθοι ἐεικοστῷ ἔτεϊ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν·\nσοὶ δʼ αἰεὶ κραδίη στερεωτέρη ἐστὶ λίθοιο.",
    "en": "On this she came down from her upper room, and while doing so she considered whether she should keep at a distance from her husband and question him, or whether she should at once go up to him and embrace him. When, however, she had crossed the stone floor of the cloister, she sat down opposite Ulysses by the fire, against the wall at right angles [to that by which she had entered], while Ulysses sat near one of the bearing-posts, looking upon the ground, and waiting to see what his brave wife would say to him when she saw him. For a long time she sat silent and as one lost in amazement. At one moment she looked him full in the face, but then again directly, she was misled by his shabby clothes and failed to recognise him, till Telemachus began to reproach her and said:\n“Mother, but you are so hard that I cannot call you by such a name, why do you keep away from my father in this way? Why do you not sit by his side and begin talking to him and asking him questions? No other woman could bear to keep away from her husband when he had come back to her after twenty years of absence, and after having gone through so much; but your heart always was as hard as a stone.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.104–122",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nτέκνον ἐμόν, θυμός μοι ἐνὶ στήθεσσι τέθηπεν,\nοὐδέ τι προσφάσθαι δύναμαι ἔπος οὐδʼ ἐρέεσθαι\nοὐδʼ εἰς ὦπα ἰδέσθαι ἐναντίον. εἰ δʼ ἐτεὸν δὴ\nἔστʼ Ὀδυσεὺς καὶ οἶκον ἱκάνεται, ἦ μάλα νῶϊ\nγνωσόμεθʼ ἀλλήλων καὶ λώϊον· ἔστι γὰρ ἡμῖν\nσήμαθʼ, ἃ δὴ καὶ νῶϊ κεκρυμμένα ἴδμεν ἀπʼ ἄλλων.\nὣς φάτο, μείδησεν δὲ πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nαἶψα δὲ Τηλέμαχον ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, ἦ τοι μητέρʼ ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἔασον\nπειράζειν ἐμέθεν· τάχα δὲ φράσεται καὶ ἄρειον.\nνῦν δʼ ὅττι ῥυπόω, κακὰ δὲ χροῒ εἵματα εἷμαι,\nτοὔνεκʼ ἀτιμάζει με καὶ οὔ πω φησὶ τὸν εἶναι.\nἡμεῖς δὲ φραζώμεθʼ ὅπως ὄχʼ ἄριστα γένηται.\nκαὶ γάρ τίς θʼ ἕνα φῶτα κατακτείνας ἐνὶ δήμῳ,\nᾧ μὴ πολλοὶ ἔωσιν ἀοσσητῆρες ὀπίσσω,\nφεύγει πηούς τε προλιπὼν καὶ πατρίδα γαῖαν·\nἡμεῖς δʼ ἕρμα πόληος ἀπέκταμεν, οἳ μέγʼ ἄριστοι\nκούρων εἰν Ἰθάκῃ· τὰ δέ σε φράζεσθαι ἄνωγα.",
    "en": "Penelope answered, “My son, I am so lost in astonishment that I can find no words in which either to ask questions or to answer them. I cannot even look him straight in the face. Still, if he really is Ulysses come back to his own home again, we shall get to understand one another better by and by, for there are tokens with which we two are alone acquainted, and which are hidden from all others.”\nUlysses smiled at this, and said to Telemachus, “Let your mother put me to any proof she likes; she will make up her mind about it presently. She rejects me for the moment and believes me to be somebody else, because I am covered with dirt and have such bad clothes on; let us, however, consider what we had better do next. When one man has killed another, even though he was not one who would leave many friends to take up his quarrel, the man who has killed him must still say good bye to his friends and fly the country; whereas we have been killing the stay of a whole town, and all the picked youth of Ithaca. I would have you consider this matter.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.123–140",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nαὐτὸς ταῦτά γε λεῦσσε, πάτερ φίλε· σὴν γὰρ ἀρίστην\nμῆτιν ἐπʼ ἀνθρώπους φάσʼ ἔμμεναι, οὐδέ κέ τίς τοι\nἄλλος ἀνὴρ ἐρίσειε καταθνητῶν ἀνθρώπων.\nἡμεῖς δʼ ἐμμεμαῶτες ἅμʼ ἑψόμεθʼ, οὐδέ τί φημι\nἀλκῆς δευήσεσθαι, ὅση δύναμίς γε πάρεστιν.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς\nτοιγὰρ ἐγὼν ἐρέω ὥς μοι δοκεῖ εἶναι ἄριστα.\nπρῶτα μὲν ἂρ λούσασθε καὶ ἀμφιέσασθε χιτῶνας,\nδμῳὰς δʼ ἐν μεγάροισιν ἀνώγετε εἵμαθʼ ἑλέσθαι·\nαὐτὰρ θεῖος ἀοιδὸς ἔχων φόρμιγγα λίγειαν\nἡμῖν ἡγείσθω φιλοπαίγμονος ὀρχηθμοῖο,\nὥς κέν τις φαίη γάμον ἔμμεναι ἐκτὸς ἀκούων,\nἢ ἀνʼ ὁδὸν στείχων, ἢ οἳ περιναιετάουσι·\nμὴ πρόσθε κλέος εὐρὺ φόνου κατὰ ἄστυ γένηται\nἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων, πρίν γʼ ἡμέας ἐλθέμεν ἔξω\nἀγρὸν ἐς ἡμέτερον πολυδένδρεον· ἔνθα δʼ ἔπειτα\nφρασσόμεθʼ ὅττι κε κέρδος Ὀλύμπιος ἐγγυαλίξῃ.",
    "en": "“Look to it yourself, father,” answered Telemachus, “for they say you are the wisest counsellor in the world, and that there is no other mortal man who can compare with you. We will follow you with right good will, nor shall you find us fail you in so far as our strength holds out.”\n“I will say what I think will be best,” answered Ulysses. “First wash and put your shirts on; tell the maids also to go to their own room and dress; Phemius shall then strike up a dance tune on his lyre, so that if people outside hear, or any of the neighbours, or some one going along the street happens to notice it, they may think there is a wedding in the house, and no rumours about the death of the suitors will get about in the town, before we can escape to the woods upon my own land. Once there, we will settle which of the courses heaven vouchsafes us shall seem wisest.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.141–155",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα τοῦ μάλα μὲν κλύον ἠδʼ ἐπίθοντο\nπρῶτα μὲν οὖν λούσαντο καὶ ἀμφιέσαντο χιτῶνας,\nὅπλισθεν δὲ γυναῖκες· ὁ δʼ εἵλετο θεῖος ἀοιδὸς\nφόρμιγγα γλαφυρήν, ἐν δέ σφισιν ἵμερον ὦρσε\nμολπῆς τε γλυκερῆς καὶ ἀμύμονος ὀρχηθμοῖο.\nτοῖσιν δὲ μέγα δῶμα περιστεναχίζετο ποσσὶν\nἀνδρῶν παιζόντων καλλιζώνων τε γυναικῶν.\nὧδε δέ τις εἴπεσκε δόμων ἔκτοσθεν ἀκούων·\nἦ μάλα δή τις ἔγημε πολυμνήστην βασίλειαν·\nσχετλίη, οὐδʼ ἔτλη πόσιος οὗ κουριδίοιο\nεἴρυσθαι μέγα δῶμα διαμπερές, ἧος ἵκοιτο.\nὣς ἄρα τις εἴπεσκε, τὰ δʼ οὐκ ἴσαν ὡς ἐτέτυκτο.\nαὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσῆα μεγαλήτορα ᾧ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nΕὐρυνόμη ταμίη λοῦσεν καὶ χρῖσεν ἐλαίῳ,\nἀμφὶ δέ μιν φᾶρος καλὸν βάλεν ἠδὲ χιτῶνα·",
    "en": "Thus did he speak, and they did even as he had said. First they washed and put their shirts on, while the women got ready. Then Phemius took his lyre and set them all longing for sweet song and stately dance. The house re-echoed with the sound of men and women dancing, and the people outside said, “I suppose the queen has been getting married at last. She ought to be ashamed of herself for not continuing to protect her husband’s property until he comes home.”\nThis was what they said, but they did not know what it was that had been happening."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.156–172",
    "orig": "αὐτὰρ κὰκ κεφαλῆς κάλλος πολὺ χεῦεν Ἀθήνη\nμείζονά τʼ εἰσιδέειν καὶ πάσσονα· κὰδ δὲ κάρητος\nοὔλας ἧκε κόμας, ὑακινθίνῳ ἄνθει ὁμοίας.\nὡς δʼ ὅτε τις χρυσὸν περιχεύεται ἀργύρῳ ἀνὴρ\nἴδρις, ὃν Ἥφαιστος δέδαεν καὶ Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη\nτέχνην παντοίην, χαρίεντα δὲ ἔργα τελείει·\nὣς μὲν τῷ περίχευε χάριν κεφαλῇ τε καὶ ὤμοις.\nἐκ δʼ ἀσαμίνθου βῆ δέμας ἀθανάτοισιν ὁμοῖος·\nἂψ δʼ αὖτις κατʼ ἄρʼ ἕζετʼ ἐπὶ θρόνου ἔνθεν ἀνέστη,\nἀντίον ἧς ἀλόχου, καί μιν πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπε·\nδαιμονίη, περί σοί γε γυναικῶν θηλυτεράων\nκῆρ ἀτέραμνον ἔθηκαν Ὀλύμπια δώματʼ ἔχοντες·\nοὐ μέν κʼ ἄλλη γʼ ὧδε γυνὴ τετληότι θυμῷ\nἀνδρὸς ἀφεσταίη, ὅς οἱ κακὰ πολλὰ μογήσας\nἔλθοι ἐεικοστῷ ἔτεϊ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι, μαῖα, στόρεσον λέχος, ὄφρα καὶ αὐτὸς\nλέξομαι· ἦ γὰρ τῇ γε σιδήρεον ἐν φρεσὶ ἦτορ.",
    "en": "The upper servant Eurynome washed and anointed Ulysses in his own house and gave him a shirt and cloak, while Minerva made him look taller and stronger than before; she also made the hair grow thick on the top of his head, and flow down in curls like hyacinth blossoms; she glorified him about the head and shoulders just as a skilful workman who has studied art of all kinds under Vulcan or Minerva, and his work is full of beauty, enriches a piece of silver plate by gilding it. He came from the bath looking like one of the immortals, and sat down opposite his wife on the seat he had left. “My dear,” said he, “heaven has endowed you with a heart more unyielding than woman ever yet had. No other woman could bear to keep away from her husband when he had come back to her after twenty years of absence, and after having gone through so much. But come, nurse, get a bed ready for me; I will sleep alone, for this woman has a heart as hard as iron.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.173–186",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nδαιμόνιʼ, οὔτʼ ἄρ τι μεγαλίζομαι οὔτʼ ἀθερίζω\nοὔτε λίην ἄγαμαι, μάλα δʼ εὖ οἶδʼ οἷος ἔησθα\nἐξ Ἰθάκης ἐπὶ νηὸς ἰὼν δολιχηρέτμοιο.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε οἱ στόρεσον πυκινὸν λέχος, Εὐρύκλεια,\nἐκτὸς ἐϋσταθέος θαλάμου, τόν ῥʼ αὐτὸς ἐποίει·\nἔνθα οἱ ἐκθεῖσαι πυκινὸν λέχος ἐμβάλετʼ εὐνήν,\nκώεα καὶ χλαίνας καὶ ῥήγεα σιγαλόεντα.\nὣς ἄρʼ ἔφη πόσιος πειρωμένη· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nὀχθήσας ἄλοχον προσεφώνεε κεδνὰ ἰδυῖαν·\nὦ γύναι, ἦ μάλα τοῦτο ἔπος θυμαλγὲς ἔειπες·\nτίς δέ μοι ἄλλοσε θῆκε λέχος; χαλεπὸν δέ κεν εἴη\nκαὶ μάλʼ ἐπισταμένῳ, ὅτε μὴ θεὸς αὐτὸς ἐπελθὼν\nῥηϊδίως ἐθέλων θείη ἄλλῃ ἐνὶ χώρῃ.",
    "en": "“My dear,” answered Penelope, “I have no wish to set myself up, nor to depreciate you; but I am not struck by your appearance, for I very well remember what kind of a man you were when you set sail from Ithaca. Nevertheless, Euryclea, take his bed outside the bed chamber that he himself built. Bring the bed outside this room, and put bedding upon it with fleeces, good coverlets, and blankets.”\nShe said this to try him, but Ulysses was very angry and said, “Wife, I am much displeased at what you have just been saying. Who has been taking my bed from the place in which I left it? He must have found it a hard task, no matter how skilled a workman he was, unless some god came and helped him to shift it."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.187–204",
    "orig": "ἀνδρῶν δʼ οὔ κέν τις ζωὸς βροτός, οὐδὲ μάλʼ ἡβῶν,\nῥεῖα μετοχλίσσειεν, ἐπεὶ μέγα σῆμα τέτυκται\nἐν λέχει ἀσκητῷ· τὸ δʼ ἐγὼ κάμον οὐδέ τις ἄλλος.\nθάμνος ἔφυ τανύφυλλος ἐλαίης ἕρκεος ἐντός,\nἀκμηνὸς θαλέθων· πάχετος δʼ ἦν ἠΰτε κίων.\nτῷ δʼ ἐγὼ ἀμφιβαλὼν θάλαμον δέμον, ὄφρʼ ἐτέλεσσα,\nπυκνῇσιν λιθάδεσσι, καὶ εὖ καθύπερθεν ἔρεψα,\nκολλητὰς δʼ ἐπέθηκα θύρας, πυκινῶς ἀραρυίας.\nκαὶ τότʼ ἔπειτʼ ἀπέκοψα κόμην τανυφύλλου ἐλαίης,\nκορμὸν δʼ ἐκ ῥίζης προταμὼν ἀμφέξεσα χαλκῷ\nεὖ καὶ ἐπισταμένως, καὶ ἐπὶ στάθμην ἴθυνα,\nἑρμῖνʼ ἀσκήσας, τέτρηνα δὲ πάντα τερέτρῳ.\nἐκ δὲ τοῦ ἀρχόμενος λέχος ἔξεον, ὄφρʼ ἐτέλεσσα,\nδαιδάλλων χρυσῷ τε καὶ ἀργύρῳ ἠδʼ ἐλέφαντι·\nἐκ δʼ ἐτάνυσσα ἱμάντα βοὸς φοίνικι φαεινόν.\nοὕτω τοι τόδε σῆμα πιφαύσκομαι· οὐδέ τι οἶδα,\nἤ μοι ἔτʼ ἔμπεδόν ἐστι, γύναι, λέχος, ἦέ τις ἤδη\nἀνδρῶν ἄλλοσε θῆκε, ταμὼν ὕπο πυθμένʼ ἐλαίης.",
    "en": "There is no man living, however strong and in his prime, who could move it from its place, for it is a marvellous curiosity which I made with my very own hands. There was a young olive growing within the precincts of the house, in full vigour, and about as thick as a bearing-post. I built my room round this with strong walls of stone and a roof to cover them, and I made the doors strong and well-fitting. Then I cut off the top boughs of the olive tree and left the stump standing. This I dressed roughly from the root upwards and then worked with carpenter’s tools well and skilfully, straightening my work by drawing a line on the wood, and making it into a bed-prop. I then bored a hole down the middle, and made it the centre-post of my bed, at which I worked till I had finished it, inlaying it with gold and silver; after this I stretched a hide of crimson leather from one side of it to the other. So you see I know all about it, and I desire to learn whether it is still there, or whether any one has been removing it by cutting down the olive tree at its roots.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.205–221",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τῆς δʼ αὐτοῦ λύτο γούνατα καὶ φίλον ἦτορ,\nσήματʼ ἀναγνούσῃ τά οἱ ἔμπεδα πέφραδʼ Ὀδυσσεύς·\nδακρύσασα δʼ ἔπειτʼ ἰθὺς δράμεν, ἀμφὶ δὲ χεῖρας\nδειρῇ βάλλʼ Ὀδυσῆϊ, κάρη δʼ ἔκυσʼ ἠδὲ προσηύδα·\nμή μοι, Ὀδυσσεῦ, σκύζευ, ἐπεὶ τά περ ἄλλα μάλιστα\nἀνθρώπων πέπνυσο· θεοὶ δʼ ὤπαζον ὀϊζύν,\nοἳ νῶϊν ἀγάσαντο παρʼ ἀλλήλοισι μένοντε\nἥβης ταρπῆναι καὶ γήραος οὐδὸν ἱκέσθαι.\nαὐτὰρ μὴ νῦν μοι τόδε χώεο μηδὲ νεμέσσα,\nοὕνεκά σʼ οὐ τὸ πρῶτον, ἐπεὶ ἴδον, ὧδʼ ἀγάπησα.\nαἰεὶ γάρ μοι θυμὸς ἐνὶ στήθεσσι φίλοισιν\nἐρρίγει μή τίς με βροτῶν ἀπάφοιτο ἔπεσσιν\nἐλθών· πολλοὶ γὰρ κακὰ κέρδεα βουλεύουσιν.\nοὐδέ κεν Ἀργείη Ἑλένη, Διὸς ἐκγεγαυῖα,\nἀνδρὶ παρʼ ἀλλοδαπῷ ἐμίγη φιλότητι καὶ εὐνῇ,\nεἰ ᾔδη ὅ μιν αὖτις ἀρήϊοι υἷες Ἀχαιῶν\nἀξέμεναι οἶκόνδε φίλην ἐς πατρίδʼ ἔμελλον.",
    "en": "When she heard the sure proofs Ulysses now gave her, she fairly broke down. She flew weeping to his side, flung her arms about his neck, and kissed him. “Do not be angry with me Ulysses,” she cried, “you, who are the wisest of mankind. We have suffered, both of us. Heaven has denied us the happiness of spending our youth, and of growing old, together; do not then be aggrieved or take it amiss that I did not embrace you thus as soon as I saw you. I have been shuddering all the time through fear that someone might come here and deceive me with a lying story; for there are many very wicked people going about. Jove’s daughter Helen would never have yielded herself to a man from a foreign country, if she had known that the sons of Achaeans would come after her and bring her back."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.222–238",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἦ τοι ῥέξαι θεὸς ὤρορεν ἔργον ἀεικές·\nτὴν δʼ ἄτην οὐ πρόσθεν ἑῷ ἐγκάτθετο θυμῷ\nλυγρήν, ἐξ ἧς πρῶτα καὶ ἡμέας ἵκετο πένθος.\nνῦν δʼ, ἐπεὶ ἤδη σήματʼ ἀριφραδέα κατέλεξας\nεὐνῆς ἡμετέρης, ἣν οὐ βροτὸς ἄλλος ὀπώπει,\nἀλλʼ οἶοι σύ τʼ ἐγώ τε καὶ ἀμφίπολος μία μούνη,\nἈκτορίς, ἥν μοι δῶκε πατὴρ ἔτι δεῦρο κιούσῃ,\nἣ νῶϊν εἴρυτο θύρας πυκινοῦ θαλάμοιο,\nπείθεις δή μευ θυμόν, ἀπηνέα περ μάλʼ ἐόντα.\nὣς φάτο, τῷ δʼ ἔτι μᾶλλον ὑφʼ ἵμερον ὦρσε γόοιο·\nκλαῖε δʼ ἔχων ἄλοχον θυμαρέα, κεδνὰ ἰδυῖαν.\nὡς δʼ ὅτʼ ἂν ἀσπάσιος γῆ νηχομένοισι φανήῃ,\nὧν τε Ποσειδάων εὐεργέα νῆʼ ἐνὶ πόντῳ\nῥαίσῃ, ἐπειγομένην ἀνέμῳ καὶ κύματι πηγῷ·\nπαῦροι δʼ ἐξέφυγον πολιῆς ἁλὸς ἤπειρόνδε\nνηχόμενοι, πολλὴ δὲ περὶ χροῒ τέτροφεν ἅλμη,\nἀσπάσιοι δʼ ἐπέβαν γαίης, κακότητα φυγόντες·",
    "en": "Heaven put it in her heart to do wrong, and she gave no thought to that sin, which has been the source of all our sorrows. Now, however, that you have convinced me by showing that you know all about our bed (which no human being has ever seen but you and I and a single maidservant, the daughter of Actor, who was given me by my father on my marriage, and who keeps the doors of our room) hard of belief though I have been I can mistrust no longer.”\nThen Ulysses in his turn melted, and wept as he clasped his dear and faithful wife to his bosom. As the sight of land is welcome to men who are swimming towards the shore, when Neptune has wrecked their ship with the fury of his winds and waves; a few alone reach the land, and these, covered with brine, are thankful when they find themselves on firm ground and out of danger, even so was her husband welcome to her as she looked upon him, and she could not tear her two fair arms from about his neck."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.239–255",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα τῇ ἀσπαστὸς ἔην πόσις εἰσοροώσῃ,\nδειρῆς δʼ οὔ πω πάμπαν ἀφίετο πήχεε λευκώ.\nκαί νύ κʼ ὀδυρομένοισι φάνη ῥοδοδάκτυλος Ἠώς,\nεἰ μὴ ἄρʼ ἄλλʼ ἐνόησε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.\nνύκτα μὲν ἐν περάτῃ δολιχὴν σχέθεν, Ἠῶ δʼ αὖτε\nῥύσατʼ ἐπʼ Ὠκεανῷ χρυσόθρονον, οὐδʼ ἔα ἵππους\nζεύγνυσθʼ ὠκύποδας, φάος ἀνθρώποισι φέροντας,\nΛάμπον καὶ Φαέθονθʼ, οἵ τʼ Ἠῶ πῶλοι ἄγουσι.\nκαὶ τότʼ ἄρʼ ἣν ἄλοχον προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς\nὦ γύναι, οὐ γάρ πω πάντων ἐπὶ πείρατʼ ἀέθλων\nἤλθομεν, ἀλλʼ ἔτʼ ὄπισθεν ἀμέτρητος πόνος ἔσται,\nπολλὸς καὶ χαλεπός, τὸν ἐμὲ χρὴ πάντα τελέσσαι.\nὣς γάρ μοι ψυχὴ μαντεύσατο Τειρεσίαο\nἤματι τῷ ὅτε δὴ κατέβην δόμον Ἄϊδος εἴσω,\nνόστον ἑταίροισιν διζήμενος ἠδʼ ἐμοὶ αὐτῷ.\nἀλλʼ ἔρχευ, λέκτρονδʼ ἴομεν, γύναι, ὄφρα καὶ ἤδη\nὕπνῳ ὕπο γλυκερῷ ταρπώμεθα κοιμηθέντε.",
    "en": "Indeed they would have gone on indulging their sorrow till rosy-fingered morn appeared, had not Minerva determined otherwise, and held night back in the far west, while she would not suffer Dawn to leave Oceanus, nor to yoke the two steeds Lampus and Phaethon that bear her onward to break the day upon mankind.\nAt last, however, Ulysses said, “Wife, we have not yet reached the end of our troubles. I have an unknown amount of toil still to undergo. It is long and difficult, but I must go through with it, for thus the shade of Teiresias prophesied concerning me, on the day when I went down into Hades to ask about my return and that of my companions. But now let us go to bed, that we may lie down and enjoy the blessed boon of sleep.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.256–270",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nεὐνὴ μὲν δή σοί γε τότʼ ἔσσεται ὁππότε θυμῷ\nσῷ ἐθέλῃς, ἐπεὶ ἄρ σε θεοὶ ποίησαν ἱκέσθαι\nοἶκον ἐϋκτίμενον καὶ σὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν·\nἀλλʼ ἐπεὶ ἐφράσθης καί τοι θεὸς ἔμβαλε θυμῷ,\nεἴπʼ ἄγε μοι τὸν ἄεθλον, ἐπεὶ καὶ ὄπισθεν, ὀΐω,\nπεύσομαι, αὐτίκα δʼ ἐστὶ δαήμεναι οὔ τι χέρειον.\nτὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nδαιμονίη, τί τʼ ἄρʼ αὖ με μάλʼ ὀτρύνουσα κελεύεις\nεἰπέμεν; αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ μυθήσομαι οὐδʼ ἐπικεύσω.\nοὐ μέν τοι θυμὸς κεχαρήσεται· οὐδὲ γὰρ αὐτὸς\nχαίρω, ἐπεὶ μάλα πολλὰ βροτῶν ἐπὶ ἄστεʼ ἄνωγεν\nἐλθεῖν, ἐν χείρεσσιν ἔχοντʼ εὐῆρες ἐρετμόν,\nεἰς ὅ κε τοὺς ἀφίκωμαι οἳ οὐκ ἴσασι θάλασσαν\nἀνέρες, οὐδέ θʼ ἅλεσσι μεμιγμένον εἶδαρ ἔδουσιν·",
    "en": "“You shall go to bed as soon as you please,” replied Penelope, “now that the gods have sent you home to your own good house and to your country. But as heaven has put it in your mind to speak of it, tell me about the task that lies before you. I shall have to hear about it later, so it is better that I should be told at once.”\n“My dear,” answered Ulysses, “why should you press me to tell you? Still, I will not conceal it from you, though you will not like it. I do not like it myself, for Teiresias bade me travel far and wide, carrying an oar, till I came to a country where the people have never heard of the sea, and do not even mix salt with their food."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.271–287",
    "orig": "οὐδʼ ἄρα τοί γʼ ἴσασι νέας φοινικοπαρῄους,\nοὐδʼ εὐήρεʼ ἐρετμά, τά τε πτερὰ νηυσὶ πέλονται.\nσῆμα δέ μοι τόδʼ ἔειπεν ἀριφραδές, οὐδέ σε κεύσω·\nὁππότε κεν δή μοι ξυμβλήμενος ἄλλος ὁδίτης\nφήῃ ἀθηρηλοιγὸν ἔχειν ἀνὰ φαιδίμῳ ὤμῳ,\nκαὶ τότε μʼ ἐν γαίῃ πήξαντʼ ἐκέλευεν ἐρετμόν,\nἔρξανθʼ ἱερὰ καλὰ Ποσειδάωνι ἄνακτι,\nἀρνειὸν ταῦρόν τε συῶν τʼ ἐπιβήτορα κάπρον,\nοἴκαδʼ ἀποστείχειν, ἔρδειν θʼ ἱερὰς ἑκατόμβας\nἀθανάτοισι θεοῖσι, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσι,\nπᾶσι μάλʼ ἑξείης· θάνατος δέ μοι ἐξ ἁλὸς αὐτῷ\nἀβληχρὸς μάλα τοῖος ἐλεύσεται, ὅς κέ με πέφνῃ\nγήρα’ ὕπο λιπαρῷ ἀρημένον· ἀμφὶ δὲ λαοὶ\nὄλβιοι ἔσσονται· τὰ δέ μοι φάτο πάντα τελεῖσθαι.\nτὸν δʼ αὖτε προσέειπε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια·\nεἰ μὲν δὴ γῆράς γε θεοὶ τελέουσιν ἄρειον,\nἐλπωρή τοι ἔπειτα κακῶν ὑπάλυξιν ἔσεσθαι.",
    "en": "They know nothing about ships, nor oars that are as the wings of a ship. He gave me this certain token which I will not hide from you. He said that a wayfarer should meet me and ask me whether it was a winnowing shovel that I had on my shoulder. On this, I was to fix my oar in the ground and sacrifice a ram, a bull, and a boar to Neptune; after which I was to go home and offer hecatombs to all the gods in heaven, one after the other. As for myself, he said that death should come to me from the sea, and that my life should ebb away very gently when I was full of years and peace of mind, and my people should bless me. All this, he said, should surely come to pass.”\nAnd Penelope said, “If the gods are going to vouchsafe you a happier time in your old age, you may hope then to have some respite from misfortune.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.288–309",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον·\nτόφρα δʼ ἄρʼ Εὐρυνόμη τε ἰδὲ τροφὸς ἔντυον εὐνὴν\nἐσθῆτος μαλακῆς, δαΐδων ὕπο λαμπομενάων.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ στόρεσαν πυκινὸν λέχος ἐγκονέουσαι,\nγρηῢς μὲν κείουσα πάλιν οἶκόνδε βεβήκει,\nτοῖσιν δʼ Εὐρυνόμη θαλαμηπόλος ἡγεμόνευεν\nἐρχομένοισι λέχοσδε, δάος μετὰ χερσὶν ἔχουσα·\nἐς θάλαμον δʼ ἀγαγοῦσα πάλιν κίεν. οἱ μὲν ἔπειτα\nἀσπάσιοι λέκτροιο παλαιοῦ θεσμὸν ἵκοντο·\nαὐτὰρ Τηλέμαχος καὶ βουκόλος ἠδὲ συβώτης\nπαῦσαν ἄρʼ ὀρχηθμοῖο πόδας, παῦσαν δὲ γυναῖκας,\nαὐτοὶ δʼ εὐνάζοντο κατὰ μέγαρα σκιόεντα.\nτὼ δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν φιλότητος ἐταρπήτην ἐρατεινῆς,\nτερπέσθην μύθοισι, πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἐνέποντε,\nἡ μὲν ὅσʼ ἐν μεγάροισιν ἀνέσχετο δῖα γυναικῶν,\nἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων ἐσορῶσʼ ἀΐδηλον ὅμιλον,\nοἳ ἕθεν εἵνεκα πολλά, βόας καὶ ἴφια μῆλα,\nἔσφαζον, πολλὸς δὲ πίθων ἠφύσσετο οἶνος·\nαὐτὰρ ὁ διογενὴς Ὀδυσεὺς ὅσα κήδεʼ ἔθηκεν\nἀνθρώποις ὅσα τʼ αὐτὸς ὀϊζύσας ἐμόγησε,\nπάντʼ ἔλεγʼ· ἡ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐτέρπετʼ ἀκούουσʼ, οὐδέ οἱ ὕπνος\nπῖπτεν ἐπὶ βλεφάροισι πάρος καταλέξαι ἅπαντα.",
    "en": "Thus did they converse. Meanwhile Eurynome and the nurse took torches and made the bed ready with soft coverlets; as soon as they had laid them, the nurse went back into the house to go to her rest, leaving the bed chamber woman Eurynome to show Ulysses and Penelope to bed by torch light. When she had conducted them to their room she went back, and they then came joyfully to the rites of their own old bed. Telemachus, Philoetius, and the swineherd now left off dancing, and made the women leave off also. They then laid themselves down to sleep in the cloisters.\nWhen Ulysses and Penelope had had their fill of love they fell talking with one another. She told him how much she had had to bear in seeing the house filled with a crowd of wicked suitors who had killed so many sheep and oxen on her account, and had drunk so many casks of wine. Ulysses in his turn told her what he had suffered, and how much trouble he had himself given to other people. He told her everything, and she was so delighted to listen that she never went to sleep till he had ended his whole story."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.310–325",
    "orig": "ἤρξατο δʼ ὡς πρῶτον Κίκονας δάμασʼ, αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα\nἦλθʼ ἐς Λωτοφάγων ἀνδρῶν πίειραν ἄρουραν·\nἠδʼ ὅσα Κύκλωψ ἔρξε, καὶ ὡς ἀπετίσατο ποινὴν\nἰφθίμων ἑτάρων, οὓς ἤσθιεν οὐδʼ ἐλέαιρεν·\nἠδʼ ὡς Αἴολον ἵκεθʼ, ὅ μιν πρόφρων ὑπέδεκτο\nκαὶ πέμπʼ, οὐδέ πω αἶσα φίλην ἐς πατρίδʼ ἱκέσθαι\nἤην, ἀλλά μιν αὖτις ἀναρπάξασα θύελλα\nπόντον ἐπʼ ἰχθυόεντα φέρεν βαρέα στενάχοντα·\nἠδʼ ὡς Τηλέπυλον Λαιστρυγονίην ἀφίκανεν,\nοἳ νῆάς τʼ ὄλεσαν καὶ ἐϋκνήμιδας ἑταίρους\nπάντας· Ὀδυσσεὺς δʼ οἶος ὑπέκφυγε νηῒ μελαίνῃ·\nκαὶ Κίρκης κατέλεξε δόλον πολυμηχανίην τε,\nἠδʼ ὡς εἰς Ἀΐδεω δόμον ἤλυθεν εὐρώεντα,\nψυχῇ χρησόμενος Θηβαίου Τειρεσίαο,\nνηῒ πολυκλήϊδι, καὶ εἴσιδε πάντας ἑταίρους\nμητέρα θʼ, ἥ μιν ἔτικτε καὶ ἔτρεφε τυτθὸν ἐόντα·",
    "en": "He began with his victory over the Cicons, and how he thence reached the fertile land of the Lotus-eaters. He told her all about the Cyclops and how he had punished him for having so ruthlessly eaten his brave comrades; how he then went on to Aeolus, who received him hospitably and furthered him on his way, but even so he was not to reach home, for to his great grief a hurricane carried him out to sea again; how he went on to the Laestrygonian city Telepylos, where the people destroyed all his ships with their crews, save himself and his own ship only. Then he told of cunning Circe and her craft, and how he sailed to the chill house of Hades, to consult the ghost of the Theban prophet Teiresias, and how he saw his old comrades in arms, and his mother who bore him and brought him up when he was a child;"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.326–343",
    "orig": "ἠδʼ ὡς Σειρήνων ἁδινάων φθόγγον ἄκουσεν,\nὥς θʼ ἵκετο Πλαγκτὰς πέτρας δεινήν τε Χάρυβδιν\nΣκύλλην θʼ, ἣν οὔ πώ ποτʼ ἀκήριοι ἄνδρες ἄλυξαν·\nἠδʼ ὡς Ἠελίοιο βόας κατέπεφνον ἑταῖροι·\nἠδʼ ὡς νῆα θοὴν ἔβαλε ψολόεντι κεραυνῷ\nΖεὺς ὑψιβρεμέτης, ἀπὸ δʼ ἔφθιθεν ἐσθλοὶ ἑταῖροι\nπάντες ὁμῶς, αὐτὸς δὲ κακὰς ὑπὸ κῆρας ἄλυξεν·\nὥς θʼ ἵκετʼ Ὠγυγίην νῆσον νύμφην τε Καλυψώ,\nἣ δή μιν κατέρυκε, λιλαιομένη πόσιν εἶναι,\nἐν σπέσσι γλαφυροῖσι, καὶ ἔτρεφεν ἠδὲ ἔφασκε\nθήσειν ἀθάνατον καὶ ἀγήραον ἤματα πάντα·\nἀλλὰ τοῦ οὔ ποτε θυμὸν ἐνὶ στήθεσσιν ἔπειθεν·\nἠδʼ ὡς ἐς Φαίηκας ἀφίκετο πολλὰ μογήσας,\nοἳ δή μιν περὶ κῆρι θεὸν ὣς τιμήσαντο\nκαὶ πέμψαν σὺν νηῒ φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nχαλκόν τε χρυσόν τε ἅλις ἐσθῆτά τε δόντες.\nτοῦτʼ ἄρα δεύτατον εἶπεν ἔπος, ὅτε οἱ γλυκὺς ὕπνος\nλυσιμελὴς ἐπόρουσε, λύων μελεδήματα θυμοῦ.",
    "en": "how he then heard the wondrous singing of the Sirens, and went on to the wandering rocks and terrible Charybdis and to Scylla, whom no man had ever yet passed in safety; how his men then ate the cattle of the sun-god, and how Jove therefore struck the ship with his thunderbolts, so that all his men perished together, himself alone being left alive; how at last he reached the Ogygian island and the nymph Calypso, who kept him there in a cave, and fed him, and wanted him to marry her, in which case she intended making him immortal so that he should never grow old, but she could not persuade him to let her do so; and how after much suffering he had found his way to the Phaeacians, who had treated him as though he had been a god, and sent him back in a ship to his own country after having given him gold, bronze, and raiment in great abundance. This was the last thing about which he told her, for here a deep sleep took hold upon him and eased the burden of his sorrows."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.344–358",
    "orig": "ἡ δʼ αὖτʼ ἄλλʼ ἐνόησε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nὁππότε δή ῥʼ Ὀδυσῆα ἐέλπετο ὃν κατὰ θυμὸν\nεὐνῆς ἧς ἀλόχου ταρπήμεναι ἠδὲ καὶ ὕπνου,\nαὐτίκʼ ἀπʼ Ὠκεανοῦ χρυσόθρονον ἠριγένειαν\nὦρσεν, ἵνʼ ἀνθρώποισι φόως φέροι· ὦρτο δʼ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nεὐνῆς ἐκ μαλακῆς, ἀλόχῳ δʼ ἐπὶ μῦθον ἔτελλεν·\nὦ γύναι, ἤδη μὲν πολέων κεκορήμεθʼ ἀέθλων\nἀμφοτέρω, σὺ μὲν ἐνθάδʼ ἐμὸν πολυκηδέα νόστον\nκλαίουσʼ. αὐτὰρ ἐμὲ Ζεὺς ἄλγεσι καὶ θεοὶ ἄλλοι\nἱέμενον πεδάασκον ἐμῆς ἀπὸ πατρίδος αἴης·\nνῦν δʼ ἐπεὶ ἀμφοτέρω πολυήρατον ἱκόμεθʼ εὐνήν,\nκτήματα μὲν τά μοι ἔστι, κομιζέμεν ἐν μεγάροισι,\nμῆλα δʼ ἅ μοι μνηστῆρες ὑπερφίαλοι κατέκειραν,\nπολλὰ μὲν αὐτὸς ἐγὼ ληΐσσομαι, ἄλλα δʼ Ἀχαιοὶ\nδώσουσʼ, εἰς ὅ κε πάντας ἐνιπλήσωσιν ἐπαύλους.",
    "en": "Then Minerva bethought her of another matter. When she deemed that Ulysses had had both of his wife and of repose, she bade gold-enthroned Dawn rise out of Oceanus that she might shed light upon mankind. On this, Ulysses rose from his comfortable bed and said to Penelope, “Wife, we have both of us had our full share of troubles, you, here, in lamenting my absence, and I in being prevented from getting home though I was longing all the time to do so. Now, however, that we have at last come together, take care of the property that is in the house. As for the sheep and goats which the wicked suitors have eaten, I will take many myself by force from other people, and will compel the Achaeans to make good the rest till they shall have filled all my yards."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 23.359–372",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ἦ τοι μὲν ἐγὼ πολυδένδρεον ἀγρὸν ἔπειμι,\nὀψόμενος πατέρʼ ἐσθλόν, ὅ μοι πυκινῶς ἀκάχηται·\nσοὶ δέ, γύναι, τάδʼ ἐπιτέλλω, πινυτῇ περ ἐούσῃ·\nαὐτίκα γὰρ φάτις εἶσιν ἅμʼ ἠελίῳ ἀνιόντι\nἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων, οὓς ἔκτανον ἐν μεγάροισιν·\nεἰς ὑπερῷʼ ἀναβᾶσα σὺν ἀμφιπόλοισι γυναιξὶν\nἧσθαι, μηδέ τινα προτιόσσεο μηδʼ ἐρέεινε.\nἦ ῥα καὶ ἀμφʼ ὤμοισιν ἐδύσετο τεύχεα καλά,\nὦρσε δὲ Τηλέμαχον καὶ βουκόλον ἠδὲ συβώτην,\nπάντας δʼ ἔντεʼ ἄνωγεν ἀρήϊα χερσὶν ἑλέσθαι.\nοἱ δέ οἱ οὐκ ἀπίθησαν, ἐθωρήσσοντο δὲ χαλκῷ,\nὤϊξαν δὲ θύρας, ἐκ δʼ ἤϊον· ἦρχε δʼ Ὀδυσσεύς.\nἤδη μὲν φάος ἦεν ἐπὶ χθόνα, τοὺς δʼ ἄρʼ Ἀθήνη\nνυκτὶ κατακρύψασα θοῶς ἐξῆγε πόληος.",
    "en": "I am now going to the wooded lands out in the country to see my father who has so long been grieved on my account, and to yourself I will give these instructions, though you have little need of them. At sunrise it will at once get abroad that I have been killing the suitors; go upstairs, therefore, and stay there with your women. See nobody and ask no questions.”\nAs he spoke he girded on his armour. Then he roused Telemachus, Philoetius, and Eumaeus, and told them all to put on their armour also. This they did, and armed themselves. When they had done so, they opened the gates and sallied forth, Ulysses leading the way. It was now daylight, but Minerva nevertheless concealed them in darkness and led them quickly out of the town."
   }
  ],
  "24": [
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.1–18",
    "orig": "Ἑρμῆς δὲ ψυχὰς Κυλλήνιος ἐξεκαλεῖτο\nἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων· ἔχε δὲ ῥάβδον μετὰ χερσὶν\nκαλὴν χρυσείην, τῇ τʼ ἀνδρῶν ὄμματα θέλγει\nὧν ἐθέλει, τοὺς δʼ αὖτε καὶ ὑπνώοντας ἐγείρει·\nτῇ ῥʼ ἄγε κινήσας, ταὶ δὲ τρίζουσαι ἕποντο.\nὡς δʼ ὅτε νυκτερίδες μυχῷ ἄντρου θεσπεσίοιο\nτρίζουσαι ποτέονται, ἐπεί κέ τις ἀποπέσῃσιν\nὁρμαθοῦ ἐκ πέτρης, ἀνά τʼ ἀλλήλῃσιν ἔχονται,\nὣς αἱ τετριγυῖαι ἅμʼ ἤϊσαν· ἦρχε δʼ ἄρα σφιν\nἙρμείας ἀκάκητα κατʼ εὐρώεντα κέλευθα.\nπὰρ δʼ ἴσαν Ὠκεανοῦ τε ῥοὰς καὶ Λευκάδα πέτρην,\nἠδὲ παρʼ Ἠελίοιο πύλας καὶ δῆμον ὀνείρων\nἤϊσαν· αἶψα δʼ ἵκοντο κατʼ ἀσφοδελὸν λειμῶνα,\nἔνθα τε ναίουσι ψυχαί, εἴδωλα καμόντων.\nεὗρον δὲ ψυχὴν Πηληϊάδεω Ἀχιλῆος\nκαὶ Πατροκλῆος καὶ ἀμύμονος Ἀντιλόχοιο\nΑἴαντός θʼ, ὃς ἄριστος ἔην εἶδός τε δέμας τε\nτῶν ἄλλων Δαναῶν μετʼ ἀμύμονα Πηλεΐωνα.",
    "en": "Then Mercury of Cyllene summoned the ghosts of the suitors, and in his hand he held the fair golden wand with which he seals men’s eyes in sleep or wakes them just as he pleases; with this he roused the ghosts and led them, while they followed whining and gibbering behind him. As bats fly squealing in the hollow of some great cave, when one of them has fallen out of the cluster in which they hang, even so did the ghosts whine and squeal as Mercury the healer of sorrow led them down into the dark abode of death. When they had passed the waters of Oceanus and the rock Leucas, they came to the gates of the sun and the land of dreams, whereon they reached the meadow of asphodel where dwell the souls and shadows of them that can labour no more.\nHere they found the ghost of Achilles son of Peleus, with those of Patroclus, Antilochus, and Ajax, who was the finest and handsomest man of all the Danaans after the son of Peleus himself."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.19–34",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν περὶ κεῖνον ὁμίλεον· ἀγχίμολον δὲ\nἤλυθʼ ἔπι ψυχὴ Ἀγαμέμνονος Ἀτρεΐδαο\nἀχνυμένη· περὶ δʼ ἄλλαι ἀγηγέραθʼ, ὅσσαι ἅμʼ αὐτῷ\nοἴκῳ ἐν Αἰγίσθοιο θάνον καὶ πότμον ἐπέσπον.\nτὸν προτέρη ψυχὴ προσεφώνεε Πηλεΐωνος·\nἈτρεΐδη, περὶ μέν σʼ ἔφαμεν Διὶ τερπικεραύνῳ\nἀνδρῶν ἡρώων φίλον ἔμμεναι ἤματα πάντα,\nοὕνεκα πολλοῖσίν τε καὶ ἰφθίμοισιν ἄνασσες\nδήμῳ ἔνι Τρώων, ὅθι πάσχομεν ἄλγεʼ Ἀχαιοί.\nἦ τʼ ἄρα καὶ σοὶ πρῶϊ παραστήσεσθαι ἔμελλεν\nμοῖρʼ ὀλοή, τὴν οὔ τις ἀλεύεται ὅς κε γένηται.\nὡς ὄφελες τιμῆς ἀπονήμενος, ἧς περ ἄνασσες,\nδήμῳ ἔνι Τρώων θάνατον καὶ πότμον ἐπισπεῖν·\nτῷ κέν τοι τύμβον μὲν ἐποίησαν Παναχαιοί,\nἠδέ κε καὶ σῷ παιδὶ μέγα κλέος ἤραʼ ὀπίσσω·\nνῦν δʼ ἄρα σʼ οἰκτίστῳ θανάτῳ εἵμαρτο ἁλῶναι.",
    "en": "They gathered round the ghost of the son of Peleus, and the ghost of Agamemnon joined them, sorrowing bitterly. Round him were gathered also the ghosts of those who had perished with him in the house of Aegisthus; and the ghost of Achilles spoke first.\n“Son of Atreus,” it said, “we used to say that Jove had loved you better from first to last than any other hero, for you were captain over many and brave men, when we were all fighting together before Troy; yet the hand of death, which no mortal can escape, was laid upon you all too early. Better for you had you fallen at Troy in the hey-day of your renown, for the Achaeans would have built a mound over your ashes, and your son would have been heir to your good name, whereas it has now been your lot to come to a most miserable end.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.35–49",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε ψυχὴ προσεφώνεεν Ἀτρείδαο·\nὄλβιε Πηλέος υἱέ, θεοῖς ἐπιείκελʼ Ἀχιλλεῦ,\nὃς θάνες ἐν Τροίῃ ἑκὰς Ἄργεος· ἀμφὶ δέ σʼ ἄλλοι\nκτείνοντο Τρώων καὶ Ἀχαιῶν υἷες ἄριστοι,\nμαρνάμενοι περὶ σεῖο· σὺ δʼ ἐν στροφάλιγγι κονίης\nκεῖσο μέγας μεγαλωστί, λελασμένος ἱπποσυνάων.\nἡμεῖς δὲ πρόπαν ἦμαρ ἐμαρνάμεθʼ· οὐδέ κε πάμπαν\nπαυσάμεθα πτολέμου, εἰ μὴ Ζεὺς λαίλαπι παῦσεν.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί σʼ ἐπὶ νῆας ἐνείκαμεν ἐκ πολέμοιο,\nκάτθεμεν ἐν λεχέεσσι, καθήραντες χρόα καλὸν\nὕδατί τε λιαρῷ καὶ ἀλείφατι· πολλὰ δέ σʼ ἀμφὶ\nδάκρυα θερμὰ χέον Δαναοὶ κείροντό τε χαίτας.\nμήτηρ δʼ ἐξ ἁλὸς ἦλθε σὺν ἀθανάτῃς ἁλίῃσιν\nἀγγελίης ἀΐουσα· βοὴ δʼ ἐπὶ πόντον ὀρώρει\nθεσπεσίη, ὑπὸ δὲ τρόμος ἔλλαβε πάντας Ἀχαιούς·",
    "en": "“Happy son of Peleus,” answered the ghost of Agamemnon, “for having died at Troy far from Argos, while the bravest of the Trojans and the Achaeans fell round you fighting for your body. There you lay in the whirling clouds of dust, all huge and hugely, heedless now of your chivalry. We fought the whole of the livelong day, nor should we ever have left off if Jove had not sent a hurricane to stay us. Then, when we had borne you to the ships out of the fray, we laid you on your bed and cleansed your fair skin with warm water and with ointments. The Danaans tore their hair and wept bitterly round about you. Your mother, when she heard, came with her immortal nymphs from out of the sea, and the sound of a great wailing went forth over the waters so that the Achaeans quaked for fear."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.50–64",
    "orig": "καί νύ κʼ ἀναΐξαντες ἔβαν κοίλας ἐπὶ νῆας,\nεἰ μὴ ἀνὴρ κατέρυκε παλαιά τε πολλά τε εἰδώς,\nΝέστωρ, οὗ καὶ πρόσθεν ἀρίστη φαίνετο βουλή·\nὅ σφιν ἐϋφρονέων ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπεν·\nἴσχεσθʼ, Ἀργεῖοι, μὴ φεύγετε, κοῦροι Ἀχαιῶν·\nμήτηρ ἐξ ἁλὸς ἥδε σὺν ἀθανάτῃς ἁλίῃσιν\nἔρχεται, οὗ παιδὸς τεθνηότος ἀντιόωσα.\nὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἔσχοντο φόβου μεγάθυμοι Ἀχαιοί·\nἀμφὶ δέ σʼ ἔστησαν κοῦραι ἁλίοιο γέροντος\nοἴκτρʼ ὀλοφυρόμεναι, περὶ δʼ ἄμβροτα εἵματα ἕσσαν.\nΜοῦσαι δʼ ἐννέα πᾶσαι ἀμειβόμεναι ὀπὶ καλῇ\nθρήνεον· ἔνθα κεν οὔ τινʼ ἀδάκρυτόν γʼ ἐνόησας\nἈργείων· τοῖον γὰρ ὑπώρορε Μοῦσα λίγεια.\nἑπτὰ δὲ καὶ δέκα μέν σε ὁμῶς νύκτας τε καὶ ἦμαρ\nκλαίομεν ἀθάνατοί τε θεοὶ θνητοί τʼ ἄνθρωποι·",
    "en": "They would have fled panic-stricken to their ships had not wise old Nestor whose counsel was ever truest checked them saying, ‘Hold, Argives, fly not sons of the Achaeans, this is his mother coming from the sea with her immortal nymphs to view the body of her son.’\n“Thus he spoke, and the Achaeans feared no more. The daughters of the old man of the sea stood round you weeping bitterly, and clothed you in immortal raiment. The nine muses also came and lifted up their sweet voices in lament, calling and answering one another; there was not an Argive but wept for pity of the dirge they chaunted."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.65–79",
    "orig": "ὀκτωκαιδεκάτῃ δʼ ἔδομεν πυρί, πολλὰ δέ σʼ ἀμφὶ\nμῆλα κατεκτάνομεν μάλα πίονα καὶ ἕλικας βοῦς.\nκαίεο δʼ ἔν τʼ ἐσθῆτι θεῶν καὶ ἀλείφατι πολλῷ\nκαὶ μέλιτι γλυκερῷ· πολλοὶ δʼ ἥρωες Ἀχαιοὶ\nτεύχεσιν ἐρρώσαντο πυρὴν πέρι καιομένοιο,\nπεζοί θʼ ἱππῆές τε· πολὺς δʼ ὀρυμαγδὸς ὀρώρει\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δή σε φλὸξ ἤνυσεν Ἡφαίστοιο,\nἠῶθεν δή τοι λέγομεν λεύκʼ ὀστέʼ, Ἀχιλλεῦ,\nοἴνῳ ἐν ἀκρήτῳ καὶ ἀλείφατι· δῶκε δὲ μήτηρ\nχρύσεον ἀμφιφορῆα· Διωνύσοιο δὲ δῶρον\nφάσκʼ ἔμεναι, ἔργον δὲ περικλυτοῦ Ἡφαίστοιο.\nἐν τῷ τοι κεῖται λεύκʼ ὀστέα, φαίδιμʼ Ἀχιλλεῦ,\nμίγδα δὲ Πατρόκλοιο Μενοιτιάδαο θανόντος,\nχωρὶς δʼ Ἀντιλόχοιο, τὸν ἔξοχα τῖες ἁπάντων\nτῶν ἄλλων ἑτάρων, μετὰ Πάτροκλόν γε θανόντα.",
    "en": "Days and nights seven and ten we mourned you, mortals and immortals, but on the eighteenth day we gave you to the flames, and many a fat sheep with many an ox did we slay in sacrifice around you. You were burnt in raiment of the gods, with rich resins and with honey, while heroes, horse and foot, clashed their armour round the pile as you were burning, with the tramp as of a great multitude. But when the flames of heaven had done their work, we gathered your white bones at daybreak and laid them in ointments and in pure wine. Your mother brought us a golden vase to hold them, gift of Bacchus, and work of Vulcan himself; in this we mingled your bleached bones with those of Patroclus who had gone before you, and separate we enclosed also those of Antilochus, who had been closer to you than any other of your comrades now that Patroclus was no more."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.80–97",
    "orig": "ἀμφʼ αὐτοῖσι δʼ ἔπειτα μέγαν καὶ ἀμύμονα τύμβον\nχεύαμεν Ἀργείων ἱερὸς στρατὸς αἰχμητάων\nἀκτῇ ἔπι προὐχούσῃ, ἐπὶ πλατεῖ Ἑλλησπόντῳ,\nὥς κεν τηλεφανὴς ἐκ ποντόφιν ἀνδράσιν εἴη\nτοῖς οἳ νῦν γεγάασι καὶ οἳ μετόπισθεν ἔσονται.\nμήτηρ δʼ αἰτήσασα θεοὺς περικαλλέʼ ἄεθλα\nθῆκε μέσῳ ἐν ἀγῶνι ἀριστήεσσιν Ἀχαιῶν.\nἤδη μὲν πολέων τάφῳ ἀνδρῶν ἀντεβόλησας\nἡρώων, ὅτε κέν ποτʼ ἀποφθιμένου βασιλῆος\nζώννυνταί τε νέοι καὶ ἐπεντύνονται ἄεθλα·\nἀλλά κε κεῖνα μάλιστα ἰδὼν θηήσαο θυμῷ,\nοἷʼ ἐπὶ σοὶ κατέθηκε θεὰ περικαλλέʼ ἄεθλα,\nἀργυρόπεζα Θέτις· μάλα γὰρ φίλος ἦσθα θεοῖσιν.\nὣς σὺ μὲν οὐδὲ θανὼν ὄνομʼ ὤλεσας, ἀλλά τοι αἰεὶ\nπάντας ἐπʼ ἀνθρώπους κλέος ἔσσεται ἐσθλόν, Ἀχιλλεῦ,\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ τί τόδʼ ἦδος, ἐπεὶ πόλεμον τολύπευσα;\nἐν νόστῳ γάρ μοι Ζεὺς μήσατο λυγρὸν ὄλεθρον\nΑἰγίσθου ὑπὸ χερσὶ καὶ οὐλομένης ἀλόχοιο.",
    "en": "“Over these the host of the Argives built a noble tomb, on a point jutting out over the open Hellespont, that it might be seen from far out upon the sea by those now living and by them that shall be born hereafter. Your mother begged prizes from the gods, and offered them to be contended for by the noblest of the Achaeans. You must have been present at the funeral of many a hero, when the young men gird themselves and make ready to contend for prizes on the death of some great chieftain, but you never saw such prizes as silver-footed Thetis offered in your honour; for the gods loved you well. Thus even in death your fame, Achilles, has not been lost, and your name lives evermore among all mankind. But as for me, what solace had I when the days of my fighting were done? For Jove willed my destruction on my return, by the hands of Aegisthus and those of my wicked wife.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.98–119",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nἀγχίμολον δέ σφʼ ἦλθε διάκτορος ἀργεϊφόντης,\nψυχὰς μνηστήρων κατάγων Ὀδυσῆϊ δαμέντων,\nτὼ δʼ ἄρα θαμβήσαντʼ ἰθὺς κίον, ὡς ἐσιδέσθην.\nἔγνω δὲ ψυχὴ Ἀγαμέμνονος Ἀτρεΐδαο\nπαῖδα φίλον Μελανῆος, ἀγακλυτὸν Ἀμφιμέδοντα·\nξεῖνος γάρ οἱ ἔην Ἰθάκῃ ἔνι οἰκία ναίων.\nτὸν προτέρη ψυχὴ προσεφώνεεν Ἀτρεΐδαο·\nἈμφίμεδον, τί παθόντες ἐρεμνὴν γαῖαν ἔδυτε\nπάντες κεκριμένοι καὶ ὁμήλικες; οὐδέ κεν ἄλλως\nκρινάμενος λέξαιτο κατὰ πτόλιν ἄνδρας ἀρίστους.\nἦ ὔμμʼ ἐν νήεσσι Ποσειδάων ἐδάμασσεν,\nὄρσας ἀργαλέους ἀνέμους καὶ κύματα μακρά;\nἦ που ἀνάρσιοι ἄνδρες ἐδηλήσαντʼ ἐπὶ χέρσου\nβοῦς περιταμνομένους ἠδʼ οἰῶν πώεα καλά,\nἠὲ περὶ πτόλιος μαχεούμενοι ἠδὲ γυναικῶν;\nεἰπέ μοι εἰρομένῳ· ξεῖνος δέ τοι εὔχομαι εἶναι.\nἦ οὐ μέμνῃ ὅτε κεῖσε κατήλυθον ὑμέτερον δῶ,\nὀτρυνέων Ὀδυσῆα σὺν ἀντιθέῳ Μενελάῳ\nἼλιον εἰς ἅμʼ ἕπεσθαι ἐϋσσέλμων ἐπὶ νηῶν;\nμηνὶ δʼ ἄρʼ οὔλῳ πάντα περήσαμεν εὐρέα πόντον,\nσπουδῇ παρπεπιθόντες Ὀδυσσῆα πτολίπορθον.",
    "en": "Thus did they converse, and presently Mercury came up to them with the ghosts of the suitors who had been killed by Ulysses. The ghosts of Agamemnon and Achilles were astonished at seeing them, and went up to them at once. The ghost of Agamemnon recognised Amphimedon son of Melaneus, who lived in Ithaca and had been his host, so it began to talk to him.\n“Amphimedon,” it said, “what has happened to all you fine young men, all of an age too, that you are come down here under the ground? One could pick no finer body of men from any city. Did Neptune raise his winds and waves against you when you were at sea, or did your enemies make an end of you on the mainland when you were cattle-lifting or sheep-stealing, or while fighting in defence of their wives and city? Answer my question, for I have been your guest. Do you not remember how I came to your house with Menelaus, to persuade Ulysses to join us with his ships against Troy? It was a whole month ere we could resume our voyage, for we had hard work to persuade Ulysses to come with us.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.120–137",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε ψυχὴ προσεφώνεεν Ἀμφιμέδοντος·\nἈτρεΐδη κύδιστε, ἄναξ ἀνδρῶν Ἀγάμεμνον,\nμέμνημαι τάδε πάντα, διοτρεφές, ὡς ἀγορεύεις·\nσοὶ δʼ ἐγὼ εὖ μάλα πάντα καὶ ἀτρεκέως καταλέξω,\nἡμετέρου θανάτοιο κακὸν τέλος, οἷον ἐτύχθη.\nμνώμεθʼ Ὀδυσσῆος δὴν οἰχομένοιο δάμαρτα·\nἡ δʼ οὔτʼ ἠρνεῖτο στυγερὸν γάμον οὔτʼ ἐτελεύτα,\nἡμῖν φραζομένη θάνατον καὶ κῆρα μέλαιναν,\nἀλλὰ δόλον τόνδʼ ἄλλον ἐνὶ φρεσὶ μερμήριξε·\nστησαμένη μέγαν ἱστὸν ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ὕφαινε,\nλεπτὸν καὶ περίμετρον· ἄφαρ δʼ ἡμῖν μετέειπε·\nκοῦροι ἐμοὶ μνηστῆρες, ἐπεὶ θάνε δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nμίμνετʼ ἐπειγόμενοι τὸν ἐμὸν γάμον, εἰς ὅ κε φᾶρος\nἐκτελέσω, μή μοι μεταμώνια νήματʼ ὄληται,\nΛαέρτῃ ἥρωϊ ταφήϊον, εἰς ὅτε κέν μιν\nμοῖρʼ ὀλοὴ καθέλῃσι τανηλεγέος θανάτοιο,\nμή τίς μοι κατὰ δῆμον Ἀχαιϊάδων νεμεσήσῃ,\nαἴ κεν ἄτερ σπείρου κεῖται πολλὰ κτεατίσσας.",
    "en": "And the ghost of Amphimedon answered, “Agamemnon, son of Atreus, king of men, I remember everything that you have said, and will tell you fully and accurately about the way in which our end was brought about. Ulysses had been long gone, and we were courting his wife, who did not say point blank that she would not marry, nor yet bring matters to an end, for she meant to compass our destruction: this, then, was the trick she played us. She set up a great tambour frame in her room and began to work on an enormous piece of fine needlework. ‘Sweethearts,’ said she, ‘Ulysses is indeed dead, still, do not press me to marry again immediately; wait, for I would not have my skill in needlework perish unrecorded, till I have completed a pall for the hero Laertes, against the time when death shall take him. He is very rich, and the women of the place will talk if he is laid out without a pall.’"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.138–155",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, ἡμῖν δʼ αὖτʼ ἐπεπείθετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.\nἔνθα καὶ ἠματίη μὲν ὑφαίνεσκεν μέγαν ἱστόν,\nνύκτας δʼ ἀλλύεσκεν, ἐπεὶ δαΐδας παραθεῖτο.\nὣς τρίετες μὲν ἔληθε δόλῳ καὶ ἔπειθεν Ἀχαιούς·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε τέτρατον ἦλθεν ἔτος καὶ ἐπήλυθον ὧραι,\nμηνῶν φθινόντων, περὶ δʼ ἤματα πόλλʼ ἐτελέσθη,\nκαὶ τότε δή τις ἔειπε γυναικῶν, ἣ σάφα ᾔδη,\nκαὶ τήν γʼ ἀλλύουσαν ἐφεύρομεν ἀγλαὸν ἱστόν.\nὣς τὸ μὲν ἐξετέλεσσε καὶ οὐκ ἐθέλουσʼ, ὑπʼ ἀνάγκης.\nεὖθʼ ἡ φᾶρος ἔδειξεν, ὑφήνασα μέγαν ἱστόν,\nπλύνασʼ, ἠελίῳ ἐναλίγκιον ἠὲ σελήνῃ,\nκαὶ τότε δή ῥʼ Ὀδυσῆα κακός ποθεν ἤγαγε δαίμων\nἀγροῦ ἐπʼ ἐσχατιήν, ὅθι δώματα ναῖε συβώτης.\nἔνθʼ ἦλθεν φίλος υἱὸς Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο,\nἐκ Πύλου ἠμαθόεντος ἰὼν σὺν νηῒ μελαίνῃ·\nτὼ δὲ μνηστῆρσιν θάνατον κακὸν ἀρτύναντε\nἵκοντο προτὶ ἄστυ περικλυτόν, ἦ τοι Ὀδυσσεὺς\nὕστερος, αὐτὰρ Τηλέμαχος πρόσθʼ ἡγεμόνευε.",
    "en": "This is what she said, and we assented; whereupon we could see her working upon her great web all day long, but at night she would unpick the stitches again by torchlight. She fooled us in this way for three years without our finding it out, but as time wore on and she was now in her fourth year, in the waning of moons and many days had been accomplished, one of her maids who knew what she was doing told us, and we caught her in the act of undoing her work, so she had to finish it whether she would or no; and when she showed us the robe she had made, after she had had it washed, its splendour was as that of the sun or moon.\n“Then some malicious god conveyed Ulysses to the upland farm where his swineherd lives. Thither presently came also his son, returning from a voyage to Pylos, and the two came to the town when they had hatched their plot for our destruction."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.156–171",
    "orig": "τὸν δὲ συβώτης ἦγε κακὰ χροῒ εἵματʼ ἔχοντα,\nπτωχῷ λευγαλέῳ ἐναλίγκιον ἠδὲ γέροντι\nσκηπτόμενον· τὰ δὲ λυγρὰ περὶ χροῒ εἵματα ἕστο·\nοὐδέ τις ἡμείων δύνατο γνῶναι τὸν ἐόντα\nἐξαπίνης προφανέντʼ, οὐδʼ οἳ προγενέστεροι ἦσαν,\nἀλλʼ ἔπεσίν τε κακοῖσιν ἐνίσσομεν ἠδὲ βολῇσιν.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ τῆος ἐτόλμα ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἑοῖσι\nβαλλόμενος καὶ ἐνισσόμενος τετληότι θυμῷ·\nἀλλʼ ὅτε δή μιν ἔγειρε Διὸς νοός αἰγιόχοιο,\nσὺν μὲν Τηλεμάχῳ περικαλλέα τεύχεʼ ἀείρας\nἐς θάλαμον κατέθηκε καὶ ἐκλήϊσεν ὀχῆας,\nαὐτὰρ ὁ ἣν ἄλοχον πολυκερδείῃσιν ἄνωγε\nτόξον μνηστήρεσσι θέμεν πολιόν τε σίδηρον,\nἡμῖν αἰνομόροισιν ἀέθλια καὶ φόνου ἀρχήν.\nοὐδέ τις ἡμείων δύνατο κρατεροῖο βιοῖο\nνευρὴν ἐντανύσαι, πολλὸν δʼ ἐπιδευέες ἦμεν.",
    "en": "Telemachus came first, and then after him, accompanied by the swineherd, came Ulysses, clad in rags and leaning on a staff as though he were some miserable old beggar. He came so unexpectedly that none of us knew him, not even the older ones among us, and we reviled him and threw things at him. He endured both being struck and insulted without a word, though he was in his own house; but when the will of Aegis-bearing Jove inspired him, he and Telemachus took the armour and hid it in an inner chamber, bolting the doors behind them. Then he cunningly made his wife offer his bow and a quantity of iron to be contended for by us ill-fated suitors; and this was the beginning of our end, for not one of us could string the bow, nor nearly do so. When it was about to reach the hands of Ulysses, we all of us shouted out that it should not be given him, no matter what he might say, but Telemachus insisted on his having it."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.172–190",
    "orig": "ἀλλʼ ὅτε χεῖρας ἵκανεν Ὀδυσσῆος μέγα τόξον,\nἔνθʼ ἡμεῖς μὲν πάντες ὁμοκλέομεν ἐπέεσσι\nτόξον μὴ δόμεναι, μηδʼ εἰ μάλα πολλʼ ἀγορεύοι·\nΤηλέμαχος δέ μιν οἶος ἐποτρύνων ἐκέλευσεν.\nαὐτὰρ ὁ δέξατο χειρὶ πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nῥηϊδίως δʼ ἐτάνυσσε βιόν, διὰ δʼ ἧκε σιδήρου,\nστῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπʼ οὐδὸν ἰών, ταχέας δʼ ἐκχεύατʼ ὀϊστοὺς\nδεινὸν παπταίνων, βάλε δʼ Ἀντίνοον βασιλῆα.\nαὐτὰρ ἔπειτʼ ἄλλοις ἐφίει βέλεα στονόεντα,\nἄντα τιτυσκόμενος· τοὶ δʼ ἀγχιστῖνοι ἔπιπτον.\nγνωτὸν δʼ ἦν ὅ ῥά τίς σφι θεῶν ἐπιτάρροθος ἦεν·\nαὐτίκα γὰρ κατὰ δώματʼ ἐπισπόμενοι μένεϊ σφῷ\nκτεῖνον ἐπιστροφάδην, τῶν δὲ στόνος ὤρνυτʼ ἀεικὴς\nκράτων τυπτομένων, δάπεδον δʼ ἅπαν αἵματι θῦεν.\nὣς ἡμεῖς, Ἀγάμεμνον, ἀπωλόμεθʼ, ὧν ἔτι καὶ νῦν\nσώματʼ ἀκηδέα κεῖται ἐνὶ μεγάροις Ὀδυσῆος·\nοὐ γάρ πω ἴσασι φίλοι κατὰ δώμαθʼ ἑκάστου,\nοἵ κʼ ἀπονίψαντες μέλανα βρότον ἐξ ὠτειλέων\nκατθέμενοι γοάοιεν· ὃ γὰρ γέρας ἐστὶ θανόντων.",
    "en": "When he had got it in his hands he strung it with ease and sent his arrow through the iron. Then he stood on the floor of the cloister and poured his arrows on the ground, glaring fiercely about him. First he killed Antinous, and then, aiming straight before him, he let fly his deadly darts and they fell thick on one another. It was plain that some one of the gods was helping them, for they fell upon us with might and main throughout the cloisters, and there was a hideous sound of groaning as our brains were being battered in, and the ground seethed with our blood. This, Agamemnon, is how we came by our end, and our bodies are lying still uncared for in the house of Ulysses, for our friends at home do not yet know what has happened, so that they cannot lay us out and wash the black blood from our wounds, making moan over us according to the offices due to the departed.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.191–202",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ αὖτε ψυχὴ προσεφώνεεν Ἀτρεΐδαο·\nὄλβιε Λαέρταο πάϊ, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nἦ ἄρα σὺν μεγάλῃ ἀρετῇ ἐκτήσω ἄκοιτιν.\nὡς ἀγαθαὶ φρένες ἦσαν ἀμύμονι Πηνελοπείῃ,\nκούρῃ Ἰκαρίου· ὡς εὖ μέμνητʼ Ὀδυσῆος,\nἀνδρὸς κουριδίου· τῷ οἱ κλέος οὔ ποτʼ ὀλεῖται\nἧς ἀρετῆς, τεύξουσι δʼ ἐπιχθονίοισιν ἀοιδὴν\nἀθάνατοι χαρίεσσαν ἐχέφρονι Πηνελοπείῃ,\nοὐχ ὡς Τυνδαρέου κούρη κακὰ μήσατο ἔργα,\nκουρίδιον κτείνασα πόσιν, στυγερὴ δέ τʼ ἀοιδὴ\nἔσσετʼ ἐπʼ ἀνθρώπους, χαλεπὴν δέ τε φῆμιν ὀπάσσει\nθηλυτέρῃσι γυναιξί, καὶ ἥ κʼ εὐεργὸς ἔῃσιν.",
    "en": "“Happy Ulysses, son of Laertes,” replied the ghost of Agamemnon, “you are indeed blessed in the possession of a wife endowed with such rare excellence of understanding, and so faithful to her wedded lord as Penelope the daughter of Icarius. The fame, therefore, of her virtue shall never die, and the immortals shall compose a song that shall be welcome to all mankind in honour of the constancy of Penelope. How far otherwise was the wickedness of the daughter of Tyndareus who killed her lawful husband; her song shall be hateful among men, for she has brought disgrace on all womankind even on the good ones.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.203–218",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,\nἑσταότʼ εἰν Ἀΐδαο δόμοις, ὑπὸ κεύθεσι γαίης·\nοἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ ἐκ πόλιος κατέβαν, τάχα δʼ ἀγρὸν ἵκοντο\nκαλὸν Λαέρταο τετυγμένον, ὅν ῥά ποτʼ αὐτὸς\nΛαέρτης κτεάτισσεν, ἐπεὶ μάλα πόλλʼ ἐμόγησεν.\nἔνθα οἱ οἶκος ἔην, περὶ δὲ κλίσιον θέε πάντη,\nἐν τῷ σιτέσκοντο καὶ ἵζανον ἠδὲ ἴαυον\nδμῶες ἀναγκαῖοι, τοί οἱ φίλα ἐργάζοντο.\nἐν δὲ γυνὴ Σικελὴ γρηῢς πέλεν, ἥ ῥα γέροντα\nἐνδυκέως κομέεσκεν ἐπʼ ἀγροῦ, νόσφι πόληος.\nἔνθʼ Ὀδυσεὺς δμώεσσι καὶ υἱέϊ μῦθον ἔειπεν·\nὑμεῖς μὲν νῦν ἔλθετʼ ἐϋκτίμενον δόμον εἴσω,\nδεῖπνον δʼ αἶψα συῶν ἱερεύσατε ὅς τις ἄριστος·\nαὐτὰρ ἐγὼ πατρὸς πειρήσομαι ἡμετέροιο,\nαἴ κέ μʼ ἐπιγνώῃ καὶ φράσσεται ὀφθαλμοῖσιν,\nἦέ κεν ἀγνοιῇσι, πολὺν χρόνον ἀμφὶς ἐόντα.",
    "en": "Thus did they converse in the house of Hades deep down within the bowels of the earth. Meanwhile Ulysses and the others passed out of the town and soon reached the fair and well-tilled farm of Laertes, which he had reclaimed with infinite labour. Here was his house, with a lean-to running all round it, where the slaves who worked for him slept and sat and ate, while inside the house there was an old Sicel woman, who looked after him in this his country-farm. When Ulysses got there, he said to his son and to the other two:\n“Go to the house, and kill the best pig that you can find for dinner. Meanwhile I want to see whether my father will know me, or fail to recognise me after so long an absence.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.219–238",
    "orig": "ὣς εἰπὼν δμώεσσιν ἀρήϊα τεύχεʼ ἔδωκεν.\nοἱ μὲν ἔπειτα δόμονδε θοῶς κίον, αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἆσσον ἴεν πολυκάρπου ἀλωῆς πειρητίζων.\nοὐδʼ εὗρεν Δολίον, μέγαν ὄρχατον ἐσκαταβαίνων,\nοὐδέ τινα δμώων οὐδʼ υἱῶν· ἀλλʼ ἄρα τοί γε\nαἱμασιὰς λέξοντες ἀλωῆς ἔμμεναι ἕρκος\nᾤχοντʼ, αὐτὰρ ὁ τοῖσι γέρων ὁδὸν ἡγεμόνευε.\nτὸν δʼ οἶον πατέρʼ εὗρεν ἐϋκτιμένῃ ἐν ἀλωῇ,\nλιστρεύοντα φυτόν· ῥυπόωντα δὲ ἕστο χιτῶνα\nῥαπτὸν ἀεικέλιον, περὶ δὲ κνήμῃσι βοείας\nκνημῖδας ῥαπτὰς δέδετο, γραπτῦς ἀλεείνων,\nχειρῖδάς τʼ ἐπὶ χερσὶ βάτων ἕνεκʼ· αὐτὰρ ὕπερθεν\nαἰγείην κυνέην κεφαλῇ ἔχε, πένθος ἀέξων.\nτὸν δʼ ὡς οὖν ἐνόησε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺς\nγήραϊ τειρόμενον, μέγα δὲ φρεσὶ πένθος ἔχοντα,\nστὰς ἄρʼ ὑπὸ βλωθρὴν ὄγχνην κατὰ δάκρυον εἶβε.\nμερμήριξε δʼ ἔπειτα κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμὸν\nκύσσαι καὶ περιφῦναι ἑὸν πατέρʼ, ἠδὲ ἕκαστα\nεἰπεῖν, ὡς ἔλθοι καὶ ἵκοιτʼ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν,\nἦ πρῶτʼ ἐξερέοιτο ἕκαστά τε πειρήσαιτο.",
    "en": "He then took off his armour and gave it to Eumaeus and Philoetius, who went straight on to the house, while he turned off into the vineyard to make trial of his father. As he went down into the great orchard, he did not see Dolius, nor any of his sons nor of the other bondsmen, for they were all gathering thorns to make a fence for the vineyard, at the place where the old man had told them; he therefore found his father alone, hoeing a vine. He had on a dirty old shirt, patched and very shabby; his legs were bound round with thongs of oxhide to save him from the brambles, and he also wore sleeves of leather; he had a goat skin cap on his head, and was looking very woe-begone. When Ulysses saw him so worn, so old and full of sorrow, he stood still under a tall pear tree and began to weep. He doubted whether to embrace him, kiss him, and tell him all about his having come home, or whether he should first question him and see what he would say."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.239–253",
    "orig": "ὧδε δέ οἱ φρονέοντι δοάσσατο κέρδιον εἶναι,\nπρῶτον κερτομίοις ἐπέεσσιν πειρηθῆναι.\nτὰ φρονέων ἰθὺς κίεν αὐτοῦ δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nἦ τοι ὁ μὲν κατέχων κεφαλὴν φυτὸν ἀμφελάχαινε·\nτὸν δὲ παριστάμενος προσεφώνεε φαίδιμος υἱός·\nὦ γέρον, οὐκ ἀδαημονίη σʼ ἔχει ἀμφιπολεύειν\nὄρχατον, ἀλλʼ εὖ τοι κομιδὴ ἔχει, οὐδέ τι πάμπαν,\nοὐ φυτόν, οὐ συκέη, οὐκ ἄμπελος, οὐ μὲν ἐλαίη,\nοὐκ ὄγχνη, οὐ πρασιή τοι ἄνευ κομιδῆς κατὰ κῆπον.\nἄλλο δέ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δὲ μὴ χόλον ἔνθεο θυμῷ\nαὐτόν σʼ οὐκ ἀγαθὴ κομιδὴ ἔχει, ἀλλʼ ἅμα γῆρας\nλυγρὸν ἔχεις αὐχμεῖς τε κακῶς καὶ ἀεικέα ἕσσαι.\nοὐ μὲν ἀεργίης γε ἄναξ ἕνεκʼ οὔ σε κομίζει,\nοὐδέ τί τοι δούλειον ἐπιπρέπει εἰσοράασθαι\nεἶδος καὶ μέγεθος· βασιλῆϊ γὰρ ἀνδρὶ ἔοικας.",
    "en": "In the end he deemed it best to be crafty with him, so in this mind he went up to his father, who was bending down and digging about a plant.\n“I see, sir,” said Ulysses, “that you are an excellent gardener, what pains you take with it, to be sure. There is not a single plant, not a fig tree, vine, olive, pear, nor flower bed, but bears the trace of your attention. I trust, however, that you will not be offended if I say that you take better care of your garden than of yourself. You are old, unsavoury, and very meanly clad. It cannot be because you are idle that your master takes such poor care of you, indeed your face and figure have nothing of the slave about them, and proclaim you of noble birth."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.254–265",
    "orig": "τοιούτῳ δὲ ἔοικας, ἐπεὶ λούσαιτο φάγοι τε,\nεὑδέμεναι μαλακῶς· ἡ γὰρ δίκη ἐστὶ γερόντων.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον,\nτεῦ δμὼς εἶς ἀνδρῶν; τεῦ δʼ ὄρχατον ἀμφιπολεύεις;\nκαὶ μοι τοῦτʼ ἀγόρευσον ἐτήτυμον, ὄφρʼ ἐῢ εἰδῶ,\nεἰ ἐτεόν γʼ Ἰθάκην τήνδʼ ἱκόμεθʼ, ὥς μοι ἔειπεν\nοὗτος ἀνὴρ νῦν δὴ ξυμβλήμενος ἐνθάδʼ ἰόντι,\nοὔ τι μάλʼ ἀρτίφρων, ἐπεὶ οὐ τόλμησεν ἕκαστα\nεἰπεῖν ἠδʼ ἐπακοῦσαι ἐμὸν ἔπος, ὡς ἐρέεινον\nἀμφὶ ξείνῳ ἐμῷ, ἤ που ζώει τε καὶ ἔστιν\nἦ ἤδη τέθνηκε καὶ εἰν Ἀΐδαο δόμοισιν.\nἐκ γάρ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δὲ σύνθεο καί μευ ἄκουσον·",
    "en": "I should have said that you were one of those who should wash well, eat well, and lie soft at night as old men have a right to do; but tell me, and tell me true, whose bondman are you, and in whose garden are you working? Tell me also about another matter. Is this place that I have come to really Ithaca? I met a man just now who said so, but he was a dull fellow, and had not the patience to hear my story out when I was asking him about an old friend of mine, whether he was still living, or was already dead and in the house of Hades."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.266–279",
    "orig": "ἄνδρα ποτʼ ἐξείνισσα φίλῃ ἐνὶ πατρίδι γαίῃ\nἡμέτερόνδʼ ἐλθόντα, καὶ οὔ πω τις βροτὸς ἄλλος\nξείνων τηλεδαπῶν φιλίων ἐμὸν ἵκετο δῶμα·\nεὔχετο δʼ ἐξ Ἰθάκης γένος ἔμμεναι, αὐτὰρ ἔφασκε\nΛαέρτην Ἀρκεισιάδην πατέρʼ ἔμμεναι αὐτῷ.\nτὸν μὲν ἐγὼ πρὸς δώματʼ ἄγων ἐῢ ἐξείνισσα,\nἐνδυκέως φιλέων, πολλῶν κατὰ οἶκον ἐόντων,\nκαί οἱ δῶρα πόρον ξεινήϊα, οἷα ἐῴκει.\nχρυσοῦ μέν οἱ δῶκʼ εὐεργέος ἑπτὰ τάλαντα,\nδῶκα δέ οἱ κρητῆρα πανάργυρον ἀνθεμόεντα,\nδώδεκα δʼ ἁπλοΐδας χλαίνας, τόσσους δὲ τάπητας,\nτόσσα δὲ φάρεα καλά, τόσους δʼ ἐπὶ τοῖσι χιτῶνας,\nχωρὶς δʼ αὖτε γυναῖκας, ἀμύμονα ἔργα ἰδυίας,\nτέσσαρας εἰδαλίμας, ἃς ἤθελεν αὐτὸς ἑλέσθαι.",
    "en": "Believe me when I tell you that this man came to my house once when I was in my own country and never yet did any stranger come to me whom I liked better. He said that his family came from Ithaca and that his father was Laertes, son of Arceisius. I received him hospitably, making him welcome to all the abundance of my house, and when he went away I gave him all customary presents. I gave him seven talents of fine gold, and a cup of solid silver with flowers chased upon it. I gave him twelve light cloaks, and as many pieces of tapestry; I also gave him twelve cloaks of single fold, twelve rugs, twelve fair mantles, and an equal number of shirts. To all this I added four good looking women skilled in all useful arts, and I let him take his choice.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.280–297",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα πατὴρ κατὰ δάκρυον εἴβων·\nξεῖνʼ, ἦ τοι μὲν γαῖαν ἱκάνεις, ἣν ἐρεείνεις,\nὑβρισταὶ δʼ αὐτὴν καὶ ἀτάσθαλοι ἄνδρες ἔχουσιν·\nδῶρα δʼ ἐτώσια ταῦτα χαρίζεο, μυρίʼ ὀπάζων·\nεἰ γάρ μιν ζωόν γʼ ἐκίχεις Ἰθάκης ἐνὶ δήμῳ,\nτῷ κέν σʼ εὖ δώροισιν ἀμειψάμενος ἀπέπεμψε\nκαὶ ξενίῃ ἀγαθῇ ἡ γὰρ θέμις, ὅς τις ὑπάρξῃ.\nἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον,\nπόστον δὴ ἔτος ἐστίν, ὅτε ξείνισσας ἐκεῖνον\nσὸν ξεῖνον δύστηνον, ἐμὸν παῖδʼ, εἴ ποτʼ ἔην γε,\nδύσμορον; ὅν που τῆλε φίλων καὶ πατρίδος αἴης\nἠέ που ἐν πόντῳ φάγον ἰχθύες, ἢ ἐπὶ χέρσου\nθηρσὶ καὶ οἰωνοῖσιν ἕλωρ γένετʼ· οὐδέ ἑ μήτηρ\nκλαῦσε περιστείλασα πατήρ θʼ, οἵ μιν τεκόμεσθα·\nοὐδʼ ἄλοχος πολύδωρος, ἐχέφρων Πηνελόπεια,\nκώκυσʼ ἐν λεχέεσσιν ἑὸν πόσιν, ὡς ἐπεῴκει,\nὀφθαλμοὺς καθελοῦσα· τὸ γὰρ γέρας ἐστὶ θανόντων.\nκαί μοι τοῦτʼ ἀγόρευσον ἐτήτυμον, ὄφρʼ ἐῢ εἰδῶ·",
    "en": "His father shed tears and answered, “Sir, you have indeed come to the country that you have named, but it is fallen into the hands of wicked people. All this wealth of presents has been given to no purpose. If you could have found your friend here alive in Ithaca, he would have entertained you hospitably and would have requited your presents amply when you left him, as would have been only right considering what you had already given him. But tell me, and tell me true, how many years is it since you entertained this guest, my unhappy son, as ever was? Alas! He has perished far from his own country; the fishes of the sea have eaten him, or he has fallen a prey to the birds and wild beasts of some continent. Neither his mother, nor I his father, who were his parents, could throw our arms about him and wrap him in his shroud, nor could his excellent and richly dowered wife Penelope bewail her husband as was natural upon his death bed, and close his eyes according to the offices due to the departed. But now, tell me truly for I want to know."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.298–314",
    "orig": "τίς πόθεν εἶς ἀνδρῶν; πόθι τοι πόλις ἠδὲ τοκῆες;\nποῦ δὲ νηῦς ἕστηκε θοή, ἥ σʼ ἤγαγε δεῦρο\nἀντιθέους θʼ ἑτάρους; ἦ ἔμπορος εἰλήλουθας\nνηὸς ἐπʼ ἀλλοτρίης, οἱ δʼ ἐκβήσαντες ἔβησαν;\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nτοιγὰρ ἐγώ τοι πάντα μάλʼ ἀτρεκέως καταλέξω.\nεἰμὶ μὲν ἐξ Ἀλύβαντος, ὅθι κλυτὰ δώματα ναίω,\nυἱὸς Ἀφείδαντος Πολυπημονίδαο ἄνακτος·\nαὐτὰρ ἐμοί γʼ ὄνομʼ ἐστὶν Ἐπήριτος· ἀλλά με δαίμων\nπλάγξʼ ἀπὸ Σικανίης δεῦρʼ ἐλθέμεν οὐκ ἐθέλοντα·\nνηῦς δέ μοι ἥδʼ ἕστηκεν ἐπʼ ἀγροῦ νόσφι πόληος.\nαὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσῆϊ τόδε δὴ πέμπτον ἔτος ἐστίν,\nἐξ οὗ κεῖθεν ἔβη καὶ ἐμῆς ἀπελήλυθε πάτρης,\nδύσμορος· ἦ τέ οἱ ἐσθλοὶ ἔσαν ὄρνιθες ἰόντι,\nδεξιοί, οἷς χαίρων μὲν ἐγὼν ἀπέπεμπον ἐκεῖνον,\nχαῖρε δὲ κεῖνος ἰών· θυμὸς δʼ ἔτι νῶϊν ἐώλπει\nμίξεσθαι ξενίῃ ἠδʼ ἀγλαὰ δῶρα διδώσειν.",
    "en": "Who and whence are you, tell me of your town and parents? Where is the ship lying that has brought you and your men to Ithaca? Or were you a passenger on some other man’s ship, and those who brought you here have gone on their way and left you?”\n“I will tell you everything,” answered Ulysses, “quite truly. I come from Alybas, where I have a fine house. I am son of king Apheidas, who is the son of Polypemon. My own name is Eperitus; heaven drove me off my course as I was leaving Sicania, and I have been carried here against my will. As for my ship it is lying over yonder, off the open country outside the town, and this is the fifth year since Ulysses left my country. Poor fellow, yet the omens were good for him when he left me. The birds all flew on our right hands, and both he and I rejoiced to see them as we parted, for we had every hope that we should have another friendly meeting and exchange presents.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.315–329",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τὸν δʼ ἄχεος νεφέλη ἐκάλυψε μέλαινα·\nἀμφοτέρῃσι δὲ χερσὶν ἑλὼν κόνιν αἰθαλόεσσαν\nχεύατο κὰκ κεφαλῆς πολιῆς, ἁδινὰ στεναχίζων.\nτοῦ δʼ ὠρίνετο θυμός, ἀνὰ ῥῖνας δέ οἱ ἤδη\nδριμὺ μένος προὔτυψε φίλον πατέρʼ εἰσορόωντι.\nκύσσε δέ μιν περιφὺς ἐπιάλμενος, ἠδὲ προσηύδα·\nκεῖνος μέν τοι ὅδʼ αὐτὸς ἐγώ, πάτερ, ὃν σὺ μεταλλᾷς,\nἤλυθον εἰκοστῷ ἔτεϊ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν.\nἀλλʼ ἴσχεο κλαυθμοῖο γόοιό τε δακρυόεντος.\nἐκ γάρ τοι ἐρέω· μάλα δὲ χρὴ σπευδέμεν ἔμπης·\nμνηστῆρας κατέπεφνον ἐν ἡμετέροισι δόμοισι,\nλώβην τινύμενος θυμαλγέα καὶ κακὰ ἔργα.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Λαέρτης ἀπαμείβετο φώνησέν τε·\nεἰ μὲν δὴ Ὀδυσεύς γε ἐμὸς πάϊς ἐνθάδʼ ἱκάνεις,\nσῆμά τί μοι νῦν εἰπὲ ἀριφραδές, ὄφρα πεποίθω.",
    "en": "A dark cloud of sorrow fell upon Laertes as he listened. He filled both hands with the dust from off the ground and poured it over his grey head, groaning heavily as he did so. The heart of Ulysses was touched, and his nostrils quivered as he looked upon his father; then he sprang towards him, flung his arms about him and kissed him, saying, “I am he, father, about whom you are asking, I have returned after having been away for twenty years. But cease your sighing and lamentation, we have no time to lose, for I should tell you that I have been killing the suitors in my house, to punish them for their insolence and crimes.”\n“If you really are my son Ulysses,” replied Laertes, “and have come back again, you must give me such manifest proof of your identity as shall convince me.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.330–344",
    "orig": "τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nοὐλὴν μὲν πρῶτον τήνδε φράσαι ὀφθαλμοῖσι,\nτὴν ἐν Παρνησῷ μʼ ἔλασεν σῦς λευκῷ ὀδόντι\nοἰχόμενον· σὺ δέ με προΐεις καὶ πότνια μήτηρ\nἐς πατέρʼ Αὐτόλυκον μητρὸς φίλον, ὄφρʼ ἂν ἑλοίμην\nδῶρα, τὰ δεῦρο μολών μοι ὑπέσχετο καὶ κατένευσεν.\nεἰ δʼ ἄγε τοι καὶ δένδρεʼ ἐϋκτιμένην κατʼ ἀλωὴν\nεἴπω, ἅ μοί ποτʼ ἔδωκας, ἐγὼ δʼ ᾔτεόν σε ἕκαστα\nπαιδνὸς ἐών, κατὰ κῆπον ἐπισπόμενος· διὰ δʼ αὐτῶν\nἱκνεύμεσθα, σὺ δʼ ὠνόμασας καὶ ἔειπες ἕκαστα.\nὄγχνας μοι δῶκας τρισκαίδεκα καὶ δέκα μηλέας,\nσυκέας τεσσαράκοντʼ· ὄρχους δέ μοι ὧδʼ ὀνόμηνας\nδώσειν πεντήκοντα, διατρύγιος δὲ ἕκαστος\nἤην· ἔνθα δʼ ἀνὰ σταφυλαὶ παντοῖαι ἔασιν,\nὁππότε δὴ Διὸς ὧραι ἐπιβρίσειαν ὕπερθεν.",
    "en": "“First observe this scar,” answered Ulysses, “which I got from a boar’s tusk when I was hunting on Mt. Parnassus. You and my mother had sent me to Autolycus, my mother’s father, to receive the presents which when he was over here he had promised to give me. Furthermore I will point out to you the trees in the vineyard which you gave me, and I asked you all about them as I followed you round the garden. We went over them all, and you told me their names and what they all were. You gave me thirteen pear trees, ten apple trees, and forty fig trees; you also said you would give me fifty rows of vines; there was corn planted between each row, and they yield grapes of every kind when the heat of heaven has been laid heavy upon them.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.345–360",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τοῦ δʼ αὐτοῦ λύτο γούνατα καὶ φίλον ἦτορ,\nσήματʼ ἀναγνόντος τά οἱ ἔμπεδα πέφραδʼ Ὀδυσσεύς.\nἀμφὶ δὲ παιδὶ φίλῳ βάλε πήχεε· τὸν δὲ ποτὶ οἷ\nεἷλεν ἀποψύχοντα πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἄμπνυτο καὶ ἐς φρένα θυμὸς ἀγέρθη,\nἐξαῦτις μύθοισιν ἀμειβόμενος προσέειπε·\nΖεῦ πάτερ, ἦ ῥα ἔτʼ ἔστε θεοὶ κατὰ μακρὸν Ὄλυμπον,\nεἰ ἐτεὸν μνηστῆρες ἀτάσθαλον ὕβριν ἔτισαν.\nνῦν δʼ αἰνῶς δείδοικα κατὰ φρένα μὴ τάχα πάντες\nἐνθάδʼ ἐπέλθωσιν Ἰθακήσιοι, ἀγγελίας δὲ\nπάντη ἐποτρύνωσι Κεφαλλήνων πολίεσσι.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·\nθάρσει, μή τοι ταῦτα μετὰ φρεσὶ σῇσι μελόντων.\nἀλλʼ ἴομεν προτὶ οἶκον, ὃς ὀρχάτου ἐγγύθι κεῖται·\nἔνθα δὲ Τηλέμαχον καὶ βουκόλον ἠδὲ συβώτην\nπροὔπεμψʼ, ὡς ἂν δεῖπνον ἐφοπλίσσωσι τάχιστα.",
    "en": "Laertes’ strength failed him when he heard the convincing proofs which his son had given him. He threw his arms about him, and Ulysses had to support him, or he would have gone off into a swoon; but as soon as he came to, and was beginning to recover his senses, he said, “O father Jove, then you gods are still in Olympus after all, if the suitors have really been punished for their insolence and folly. Nevertheless, I am much afraid that I shall have all the townspeople of Ithaca up here directly, and they will be sending messengers everywhere throughout the cities of the Cephallenians.”\nUlysses answered, “Take heart and do not trouble yourself about that, but let us go into the house hard by your garden. I have already told Telemachus, Philoetius, and Eumaeus to go on there and get dinner ready as soon as possible.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.361–382",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρα φωνήσαντε βάτην πρὸς δώματα καλά.\nοἱ δʼ ὅτε δή ῥʼ ἵκοντο δόμους εὖ ναιετάοντας,\nεὗρον Τηλέμαχον καὶ βουκόλον ἠδὲ συβώτην\nταμνομένους κρέα πολλὰ κερῶντάς τʼ αἴθοπα οἶνον.\nτόφρα δὲ Λαέρτην μεγαλήτορα ᾧ ἐνὶ οἴκῳ\nἀμφίπολος Σικελὴ λοῦσεν καὶ χρῖσεν ἐλαίῳ,\nἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρα χλαῖναν καλὴν βάλεν· αὐτὰρ Ἀθήνη\nἄγχι παρισταμένη μέλεʼ ἤλδανε ποιμένι λαῶν,\nμείζονα δʼ ἠὲ πάρος καὶ πάσσονα θῆκεν ἰδέσθαι.\nἐκ δʼ ἀσαμίνθου βῆ· θαύμαζε δέ μιν φίλος υἱός,\nὡς ἴδεν ἀθανάτοισι θεοῖς ἐναλίγκιον ἄντην·\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nὦ πάτερ, ἦ μάλα τίς σε θεῶν αἰειγενετάων\nεἶδός τε μέγεθός τε ἀμείνονα θῆκεν ἰδέσθαι.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Λαέρτης πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nαἲ γάρ, Ζεῦ τε πάτερ καὶ Ἀθηναίη καὶ Ἄπολλον,\nοἷος Νήρικον εἷλον, ἐϋκτίμενον πτολίεθρον,\nἀκτὴν ἠπείροιο, Κεφαλλήνεσσιν ἀνάσσων,\nτοῖος ἐών τοι χθιζὸς ἐν ἡμετέροισι δόμοισιν,\nτεύχεʼ ἔχων ὤμοισιν, ἐφεστάμεναι καὶ ἀμύνειν\nἄνδρας μνηστῆρας· τῷ κε σφέων γούνατʼ ἔλυσα\nπολλῶν ἐν μεγάροισι, σὺ δὲ φρένας ἔνδον ἐγήθεις.",
    "en": "Thus conversing the two made their way towards the house. When they got there they found Telemachus with the stockman and the swineherd cutting up meat and mixing wine with water. Then the old Sicel woman took Laertes inside and washed him and anointed him with oil. She put him on a good cloak, and Minerva came up to him and gave him a more imposing presence, making him taller and stouter than before. When he came back his son was surprised to see him looking so like an immortal, and said to him, “My dear father, some one of the gods has been making you much taller and better-looking.”\nLaertes answered, “Would, by Father Jove, Minerva, and Apollo, that I were the man I was when I ruled among the Cephallenians, and took Nericum, that strong fortress on the foreland. If I were still what I then was and had been in our house yesterday with my armour on, I should have been able to stand by you and help you against the suitors. I should have killed a great many of them, and you would have rejoiced to see it.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.383–396",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν παύσαντο πόνου τετύκοντό τε δαῖτα,\nἑξείης ἕζοντο κατὰ κλισμούς τε θρόνους τε·\nἔνθʼ οἱ μὲν δείπνῳ ἐπεχείρεον, ἀγχίμολον δὲ\nἦλθʼ ὁ γέρων Δολίος, σὺν δʼ υἱεῖς τοῖο γέροντος,\nἐξ ἔργων μογέοντες, ἐπεὶ προμολοῦσα κάλεσσεν\nμήτηρ γρηῦς Σικελή, ἥ σφεας τρέφε καί ῥα γέροντα\nἐνδυκέως κομέεσκεν, ἐπεὶ κατὰ γῆρας ἔμαρψεν.\nοἱ δʼ ὡς οὖν Ὀδυσῆα ἴδον φράσσαντό τε θυμῷ,\nἔσταν ἐνὶ μεγάροισι τεθηπότες· αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nμειλιχίοις ἐπέεσσι καθαπτόμενος προσέειπεν·\nὦ γέρον, ἵζʼ ἐπὶ δεῖπνον, ἀπεκλελάθεσθε δὲ θάμβευς·\nδηρὸν γὰρ σίτῳ ἐπιχειρήσειν μεμαῶτες\nμίμνομεν ἐν μεγάροις, ὑμέας ποτιδέγμενοι αἰεί.",
    "en": "Thus did they converse; but the others, when they had finished their work and the feast was ready, left off working, and took each his proper place on the benches and seats. Then they began eating; by and by old Dolius and his sons left their work and came up, for their mother, the Sicel woman who looked after Laertes now that he was growing old, had been to fetch them. When they saw Ulysses and were certain it was he, they stood there lost in astonishment; but Ulysses scolded them good naturedly and said, “Sit down to your dinner, old man, and never mind about your surprise; we have been wanting to begin for some time and have been waiting for you.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.397–411",
    "orig": "ὣς ἄρ ἔφη, Δολίος δʼ ἰθὺς κίε χεῖρε πετάσσας\nἀμφοτέρας, Ὀδυσεῦς δὲ λαβὼν κύσε χεῖρʼ ἐπὶ καρπῷ,\nκαί μιν φωνήσας ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nὦ φίλʼ, ἐπεὶ νόστησας ἐελδομένοισι μάλʼ ἡμῖν\nοὐδʼ ἔτʼ ὀϊομένοισι, θεοὶ δέ σʼ ἀνήγαγον αὐτοί,\nοὖλέ τε καὶ μάλα χαῖρε, θεοὶ δέ τοι ὄλβια δοῖεν.\nκαί μοι τοῦτʼ ἀγόρευσον ἐτήτυμον, ὄφρʼ ἐῢ εἰδῶ,\nἢ ἤδη σάφα οἶδε περίφρων Πηνελόπεια\nνοστήσαντά σε δεῦρʼ, ἦ ἄγγελον ὀτρύνωμεν.\nτὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς\nὦ γέρον, ἤδη οἶδε· τί σε χρὴ ταῦτα πένεσθαι;\nὣς φάθʼ, ὁ δʼ αὖτις ἄρʼ ἕζετʼ ἐϋξέστου ἐπὶ δίφρου.\nὣς δʼ αὔτως παῖδες Δολίου κλυτὸν ἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆα\nδεικανόωντʼ ἐπέεσσι καὶ ἐν χείρεσσι φύοντο,\nἑξείης δʼ ἕζοντο παραὶ Δολίον, πατέρα σφόν.",
    "en": "Then Dolius put out both his hands and went up to Ulysses. “Sir,” said he, seizing his master’s hand and kissing it at the wrist, “we have long been wishing you home: and now heaven has restored you to us after we had given up hoping. All hail, therefore, and may the gods prosper you. But tell me, does Penelope already know of your return, or shall we send some one to tell her?”\n“Old man,” answered Ulysses, “she knows already, so you need not trouble about that.” On this he took his seat, and the sons of Dolius gathered round Ulysses to give him greeting and embrace him one after the other; then they took their seats in due order near Dolius their father."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.412–424",
    "orig": "ὣς οἱ μὲν περὶ δεῖπνον ἐνὶ μεγάροισι πένοντο·\nὌσσα δʼ ἄρʼ ἄγγελος ὦκα κατὰ πτόλιν ᾤχετο πάντη,\nμνηστήρων στυγερὸν θάνατον καὶ κῆρʼ ἐνέπουσα.\nοἱ δʼ ἄρʼ ὁμῶς ἀΐοντες ἐφοίτων ἄλλοθεν ἄλλος\nμυχμῷ τε στοναχῇ τε δόμων προπάροιθʼ Ὀδυσῆος,\nἐκ δὲ νέκυς οἴκων φόρεον καὶ θάπτον ἕκαστοι,\nτοὺς δʼ ἐξ ἀλλάων πολίων οἶκόνδε ἕκαστον\nπέμπον ἄγειν ἁλιεῦσι θοῇς ἐπὶ νηυσὶ τιθέντες·\nαὐτοὶ δʼ εἰς ἀγορὴν κίον ἀθρόοι, ἀχνύμενοι κῆρ.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἤγερθεν ὁμηγερέες τʼ ἐγένοντο,\nτοῖσιν δʼ Εὐπείθης ἀνά θʼ ἵστατο καὶ μετέειπε·\nπαιδὸς γάρ οἱ ἄλαστον ἐνὶ φρεσὶ πένθος ἔκειτο,\nἈντινόου, τὸν πρῶτον ἐνήρατο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·",
    "en": "While they were thus busy getting their dinner ready, Rumour went round the town, and noised abroad the terrible fate that had befallen the suitors; as soon, therefore, as the people heard of it they gathered from every quarter, groaning and hooting before the house of Ulysses. They took the dead away, buried every man his own, and put the bodies of those who came from elsewhere on board the fishing vessels, for the fishermen to take each of them to his own place. They then met angrily in the place of assembly, and when they were got together Eupeithes rose to speak. He was overwhelmed with grief for the death of his son Antinous, who had been the first man killed by Ulysses, so he said, weeping bitterly, “My friends, this man has done the Achaeans great wrong."
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.425–437",
    "orig": "τοῦ ὅ γε δάκρυ χέων ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπεν·\nὦ φίλοι, ἦ μέγα ἔργον ἀνὴρ ὅδʼ ἐμήσατʼ Ἀχαιούς·\nτοὺς μὲν σὺν νήεσσιν ἄγων πολέας τε καὶ ἐσθλοὺς\nὤλεσε μὲν νῆας γλαφυράς, ἀπὸ δʼ ὤλεσε λαούς·\nτοὺς δʼ ἐλθὼν ἔκτεινε Κεφαλλήνων ὄχʼ ἀρίστους,\nἀλλʼ ἄγετε, πρὶν τοῦτον ἢ ἐς Πύλον ὦκα ἱκέσθαι\nἢ καὶ ἐς Ἤλιδα δῖαν, ὅθι κρατέουσιν Ἐπειοί,\nἴομεν· ἦ καὶ ἔπειτα κατηφέες ἐσσόμεθʼ αἰεί·\nλώβη γὰρ τάδε γʼ ἐστὶ καὶ ἐσσομένοισι πυθέσθαι,\nεἰ δὴ μὴ παίδων τε κασιγνήτων τε φονῆας\nτισόμεθʼ. οὐκ ἂν ἐμοί γε μετὰ φρεσὶν ἡδὺ γένοιτο\nζωέμεν, ἀλλὰ τάχιστα θανὼν φθιμένοισι μετείην.\nἀλλʼ ἴομεν, μὴ φθέωσι περαιωθέντες ἐκεῖνοι.",
    "en": "He took many of our best men away with him in his fleet, and he has lost both ships and men; now, moreover, on his return he has been killing all the foremost men among the Cephallenians. Let us be up and doing before he can get away to Pylos or to Elis where the Epeans rule, or we shall be ashamed of ourselves for ever afterwards. It will be an everlasting disgrace to us if we do not avenge the murder of our sons and brothers. For my own part I should have no more pleasure in life, but had rather die at once. Let us be up, then, and after them, before they can cross over to the main land.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.438–449",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο δάκρυ χέων, οἶκτος δʼ ἕλε πάντας Ἀχαιούς.\nἀγχίμολον δέ σφʼ ἦλθε Μέδων καὶ θεῖος ἀοιδὸς\nἐκ μεγάρων Ὀδυσῆος, ἐπεί σφεας ὕπνος ἀνῆκεν,\nἔσταν δʼ ἐν μέσσοισι· τάφος δʼ ἕλεν ἄνδρα ἕκαστον.\nτοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειπε Μέδων πεπνυμένα εἰδώς·\nκέκλυτε δὴ νῦν μευ, Ἰθακήσιοι· οὐ γὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺς\nἀθανάτων ἀέκητι θεῶν τάδʼ ἐμήσατο ἔργα·\nαὐτὸς ἐγὼν εἶδον θεὸν ἄμβροτον, ὅς ῥʼ Ὀδυσῆϊ\nἐγγύθεν ἑστήκει καὶ Μέντορι πάντα ἐῴκει.\nἀθάνατος δὲ θεὸς τοτὲ μὲν προπάροιθʼ Ὀδυσῆος\nφαίνετο θαρσύνων, τοτὲ δὲ μνηστῆρας ὀρίνων\nθῦνε κατὰ μέγαρον· τοὶ δʼ ἀγχιστῖνοι ἔπιπτον.",
    "en": "He wept as he spoke and every one pitied him. But Medon and the bard Phemius had now woke up, and came to them from the house of Ulysses. Every one was astonished at seeing them, but they stood in the middle of the assembly, and Medon said, “Hear me, men of Ithaca. Ulysses did not do these things against the will of heaven. I myself saw an immortal god take the form of Mentor and stand beside him. This god appeared, now in front of him encouraging him, and now going furiously about the court and attacking the suitors whereon they fell thick on one another.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.450–462",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, τοὺς δʼ ἄρα πάντας ὑπὸ χλωρὸν δέος ᾕρει.\nτοῖσι δὲ καὶ μετέειπε γέρων ἥρως Ἁλιθέρσης\nΜαστορίδης· ὁ γὰρ οἶος ὅρα πρόσσω καὶ ὀπίσσω·\nὅ σφιν ἐϋφρονέων ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπε·\nκέκλυτε δὴ νῦν μευ, Ἰθακήσιοι, ὅττι κεν εἴπω·\nὑμετέρῃ κακότητι, φίλοι, τάδε ἔργα γένοντο·\nοὐ γὰρ ἐμοὶ πείθεσθʼ, οὐ Μέντορι ποιμένι λαῶν,\nὑμετέρους παῖδας καταπαυέμεν ἀφροσυνάων,\nοἳ μέγα ἔργον ἔρεξαν ἀτασθαλίῃσι κακῇσι,\nκτήματα κείροντες καὶ ἀτιμάζοντες ἄκοιτιν\nἀνδρὸς ἀριστῆος· τὸν δʼ οὐκέτι φάντο νέεσθαι.\nκαὶ νῦν ὧδε γένοιτο. πίθεσθέ μοι ὡς ἀγορεύω·\nμὴ ἴομεν, μή πού τις ἐπίσπαστον κακὸν εὕρῃ.",
    "en": "On this pale fear laid hold of them, and old Halitherses, son of Mastor, rose to speak, for he was the only man among them who knew both past and future; so he spoke to them plainly and in all honesty, saying,\n“Men of Ithaca, it is all your own fault that things have turned out as they have; you would not listen to me, nor yet to Mentor, when we bade you check the folly of your sons who were doing much wrong in the wantonness of their hearts, wasting the substance and dishonouring the wife of a chieftain who they thought would not return. Now, however, let it be as I say, and do as I tell you. Do not go out against Ulysses, or you may find that you have been drawing down evil on your own heads.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.463–476",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρʼ ἀνήϊξαν μεγάλῳ ἀλαλητῷ\nἡμίσεων πλείους· τοὶ δʼ ἀθρόοι αὐτόθι μίμνον·\nοὐ γάρ σφιν ἅδε μῦθος ἐνὶ φρεσίν, ἀλλʼ Εὐπείθει\nπείθοντʼ· αἶψα δʼ ἔπειτʼ ἐπὶ τεύχεα ἐσσεύοντο.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἕσσαντο περὶ χροῒ νώροπα χαλκόν,\nἀθρόοι ἠγερέθοντο πρὸ ἄστεος εὐρυχόροιο.\nτοῖσιν δʼ Εὐπείθης ἡγήσατο νηπιέῃσι·\nφῆ δʼ ὅ γε τίσεσθαι παιδὸς φόνον, οὐδʼ ἄρʼ ἔμελλεν\nἂψ ἀπονοστήσειν, ἀλλʼ αὐτοῦ πότμον ἐφέψειν.\nαὐτὰρ Ἀθηναίη Ζῆνα Κρονίωνα προσηύδα·\nὦ πάτερ ἡμέτερε, Κρονίδη, ὕπατε κρειόντων,\nεἰπέ μοι εἰρομένῃ, τί νύ τοι νόος ἔνδοθι κεύθει;\nἢ προτέρω πόλεμόν τε κακὸν καὶ φύλοπιν αἰνὴν\nτεύξεις, ἦ φιλότητα μετʼ ἀμφοτέροισι τίθησθα;",
    "en": "This was what he said, and more than half raised a loud shout, and at once left the assembly. But the rest stayed where they were, for the speech of Halitherses displeased them, and they sided with Eupeithes; they therefore hurried off for their armour, and when they had armed themselves, they met together in front of the city, and Eupeithes led them on in their folly. He thought he was going to avenge the murder of his son, whereas in truth he was never to return, but was himself to perish in his attempt.\nThen Minerva said to Jove, “Father, son of Saturn, king of kings, answer me this question, What do you propose to do? Will you set them fighting still further, or will you make peace between them?”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.477–495",
    "orig": "τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη νεφεληγερέτα Ζεύς·\nτέκνον ἐμόν, τί με ταῦτα διείρεαι ἠδὲ μεταλλᾷς;\nοὐ γὰρ δὴ τοῦτον μὲν ἐβούλευσας νόον αὐτή,\nὡς ἦ τοι κείνους Ὀδυσεὺς ἀποτίσεται ἐλθών;\nἔρξον ὅπως ἐθέλεις· ἐρέω τέ τοι ὡς ἐπέοικεν.\nἐπεὶ δὴ μνηστῆρας ἐτίσατο δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nὅρκια πιστὰ ταμόντες ὁ μὲν βασιλευέτω αἰεί,\nἡμεῖς δʼ αὖ παίδων τε κασιγνήτων τε φόνοιο\nἔκλησιν θέωμεν· τοὶ δʼ ἀλλήλους φιλεόντων\nὡς τὸ πάρος, πλοῦτος δὲ καὶ εἰρήνη ἅλις ἔστω.\nὣς εἰπὼν ὤτρυνε πάρος μεμαυῖαν Ἀθήνην,\nβῆ δὲ κατʼ Οὐλύμποιο καρήνων ἀΐξασα.\nοἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ οὖν σίτοιο μελίφρονος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο,\nτοῖς δʼ ἄρα μύθων ἦρχε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nἐξελθών τις ἴδοι μὴ δὴ σχεδὸν ὦσι κιόντες.\nὣς ἔφατʼ· ἐκ δʼ υἱὸς Δολίου κίεν, ὡς ἐκέλευεν·\nστῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπʼ οὐδὸν ἰών, τοὺς δὲ σχεδὸν εἴσιδε πάντας·\nαἶψα δʼ Ὀδυσσῆα ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα·\nοἵδε δὴ ἐγγὺς ἔασʼ· ἀλλʼ ὁπλιζώμεθα θᾶσσον.",
    "en": "And Jove answered, “My child, why should you ask me? Was it not by your own arrangement that Ulysses came home and took his revenge upon the suitors? Do whatever you like, but I will tell you what I think will be most reasonable arrangement. Now that Ulysses is revenged, let them swear to a solemn covenant, in virtue of which he shall continue to rule, while we cause the others to forgive and forget the massacre of their sons and brothers. Let them then all become friends as heretofore, and let peace and plenty reign.”\nThis was what Minerva was already eager to bring about, so down she darted from off the topmost summits of Olympus.\nNow when Laertes and the others had done dinner, Ulysses began by saying, “Some of you go out and see if they are not getting close up to us.” So one of Dolius’s sons went as he was bid. Standing on the threshold he could see them all quite near, and said to Ulysses, “Here they are, let us put on our armour at once.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.496–512",
    "orig": "ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ὤρνυντο καὶ ἐν τεύχεσσι δύοντο,\nτέσσαρες ἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆʼ, ἓξ δʼ υἱεῖς οἱ Δολίοιο·\nἐν δʼ ἄρα Λαέρτης Δολίος τʼ ἐς τεύχεʼ ἔδυνον,\nκαὶ πολιοί περ ἐόντες, ἀναγκαῖοι πολεμισταί.\nαὐτὰρ ἐπεί ῥʼ ἕσσαντο περὶ χροῒ νώροπα χαλκόν,\nὤϊξάν ῥα θύρας, ἐκ δʼ ἤϊον, ἦρχε δʼ Ὀδυσσεύς.\nτοῖσι δʼ ἐπʼ ἀγχίμολον θυγάτηρ Διὸς ἦλθεν Ἀθήνη\nΜέντορι εἰδομένη ἠμὲν δέμας ἠδὲ καὶ αὐδήν.\nτὴν μὲν ἰδὼν γήθησε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·\nαἶψα δὲ Τηλέμαχον προσεφώνεεν ὃν φίλον υἱόν·\nΤηλέμαχʼ, ἤδη μὲν τόδε γʼ εἴσεαι αὐτὸς ἐπελθών,\nἀνδρῶν μαρναμένων ἵνα τε κρίνονται ἄριστοι,\nμή τι καταισχύνειν πατέρων γένος, οἳ τὸ πάρος περ\nἀλκῇ τʼ ἠνορέῃ τε κεκάσμεθα πᾶσαν ἐπʼ αἶαν.\nτὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα·\nὄψεαι, αἴ κʼ ἐθέλῃσθα, πάτερ φίλε, τῷδʼ ἐπὶ θυμῷ\nοὔ τι καταισχύνοντα τεὸν γένος, ὡς ἀγορεύεις.",
    "en": "They put on their armour as fast as they could, that is to say Ulysses, his three men, and the six sons of Dolius. Laertes also and Dolius did the same, warriors by necessity in spite of their grey hair. When they had all put on their armour, they opened the gate and sallied forth, Ulysses leading the way.\nThen Jove’s daughter Minerva came up to them, having assumed the form and voice of Mentor. Ulysses was glad when he saw her, and said to his son Telemachus, “Telemachus, now that you are about to fight in an engagement, which will show every man’s mettle, be sure not to disgrace your ancestors, who were eminent for their strength and courage all the world over.”\n“You say truly, my dear father,” answered Telemachus, “and you shall see, if you will, that I am in no mind to disgrace your family.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.513–532",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτο, Λαέρτης δʼ ἐχάρη καὶ μῦθον ἔειπε·\nτίς νύ μοι ἡμέρη ἥδε, θεοὶ φίλοι; ἦ μάλα χαίρω·\nυἱός θʼ υἱωνός τʼ ἀρετῆς πέρι δῆριν ἔχουσιν.\nτὸν δὲ παρισταμένη προσέφη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nὦ Ἀρκεισιάδη, πάντων πολὺ φίλταθʼ ἑταίρων,\nεὐξάμενος κούρῃ γλαυκώπιδι καὶ Διὶ πατρί,\nαἶψα μαλʼ ἀμπεπαλὼν προΐει δολιχόσκιον ἔγχος.\nὣς φάτο, καί ῥʼ ἔμπνευσε μένος μέγα Παλλὰς Ἀθήνη\nεὐξάμενος δʼ ἄρʼ ἔπειτα Διὸς κούρῃ μεγάλοιο,\nαἶψα μάλʼ ἀμπεπαλὼν προΐει δολιχόσκιον ἔγχος,\nκαὶ βάλεν Εὐπείθεα κόρυθος διὰ χαλκοπαρῄου.\nἡ δʼ οὐκ ἔγχος ἔρυτο, διαπρὸ δὲ εἴσατο χαλκός,\nδούπησεν δὲ πεσών, ἀράβησε δὲ τεύχεʼ ἐπʼ αὐτῷ.\nἐν δʼ ἔπεσον προμάχοις Ὀδυσεὺς καὶ φαίδιμος υἱός,\nτύπτον δὲ ξίφεσίν τε καὶ ἔγχεσιν ἀμφιγύοισι.\nκαί νύ κε δὴ πάντας ὄλεσαν καὶ ἔθηκαν ἀνόστους,\nεἰ μὴ Ἀθηναίη, κούρη Διὸς αἰγιόχοιο,\nἤϋσεν φωνῇ, κατὰ δʼ ἔσχεθε λαὸν ἅπαντα.\nἴσχεσθε πτολέμου, Ἰθακήσιοι, ἀργαλέοιο,\nὥς κεν ἀναιμωτί γε διακρινθῆτε τάχιστα.",
    "en": "Laertes was delighted when he heard this. “Good heavens,” he exclaimed, “what a day I am enjoying: I do indeed rejoice at it. My son and grandson are vying with one another in the matter of valour.”\nOn this Minerva came close up to him and said, “Son of Arceisius, -best friend I have in the world, pray to the blue-eyed damsel, and to Jove her father; then poise your spear and hurl it.”\nAs she spoke she infused fresh vigour into him, and when he had prayed to her he poised his spear and hurled it. He hit Eupeithes’ helmet, and the spear went right through it, for the helmet stayed it not, and his armour rang rattling round him as he fell heavily to the ground. Meantime Ulysses and his son fell upon the front line of the foe and smote them with their swords and spears; indeed, they would have killed every one of them, and prevented them from ever getting home again, only Minerva raised her voice aloud, and made every one pause. “Men of Ithaca,” she cried, “cease this dreadful war, and settle the matter at once without further bloodshed.”"
   },
   {
    "ref": "Odyssey 24.533–548",
    "orig": "ὣς φάτʼ Ἀθηναίη, τοὺς δὲ χλωρὸν δέος εἷλεν·\nτῶν δʼ ἄρα δεισάντων ἐκ χειρῶν ἔπτατο τεύχεα,\nπάντα δʼ ἐπὶ χθονὶ πῖπτε, θεᾶς ὄπα φωνησάσης·\nπρὸς δὲ πόλιν τρωπῶντο λιλαιόμενοι βιότοιο.\nσμερδαλέον δʼ ἐβόησε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,\nοἴμησεν δὲ ἀλεὶς ὥς τʼ αἰετὸς ὑψιπετήεις.\nκαὶ τότε δὴ Κρονίδης ἀφίει ψολόεντα κεραυνόν,\nκὰδ δʼ ἔπεσε πρόσθε γλαυκώπιδος ὀβριμοπάτρης.\nδὴ τότʼ Ὀδυσσῆα προσέφη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη·\nδιογενὲς Λαερτιάδη, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,\nἴσχεο, παῦε δὲ νεῖκος ὁμοιΐου πολέμοιο,\nμή πως τοι Κρονίδης κεχολώσεται εὐρύοπα Ζεύς.\nὣς φάτʼ Ἀθηναίη, ὁ δʼ ἐπείθετο, χαῖρε δὲ θυμῷ.\nὅρκια δʼ αὖ κατόπισθε μετʼ ἀμφοτέροισιν ἔθηκεν\nΠαλλὰς Ἀθηναίη, κούρη Διὸς αἰγιόχοιο,\nΜέντορι εἰδομένη ἠμὲν δέμας ἠδὲ καὶ αὐδήν.",
    "en": "On this pale fear seized every one; they were so frightened that their arms dropped from their hands and fell upon the ground at the sound of the goddess’ voice, and they fled back to the city for their lives. But Ulysses gave a great cry, and gathering himself together swooped down like a soaring eagle. Then the son of Saturn sent a thunderbolt of fire that fell just in front of Minerva, so she said to Ulysses, “Ulysses, noble son of Laertes, stop this warful strife, or Jove will be angry with you.”\nThus spoke Minerva, and Ulysses obeyed her gladly. Then Minerva assumed the form and voice of Mentor, and presently made a covenant of peace between the two contending parties."
   }
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