Mythology, Greek -- Juvenile literature; Mythology, Roman -- Juvenile literature
After this the two entered the hall. And Telemachus, when he saw them,
took from the basket bread and meat, as much as his hands could hold,
and bade carry them to the beggar, and also to tell him that he might
go round among the suitors, asking alms. So he went, stretching
out his hand, as though he were wont to beg; and some gave, having
compassion upon him and marvelling at him, and some asked who he was.
But, of all, Antinoüs was the most shameless. For when Ulysses came to
him and told him how he had had much riches and power in former days,
and how he had gone to Egypt, and had been sold a slave into Cyprus,
Antinoüs mocked him, saying,--
“Get thee from my table, or thou shalt find a worse Egypt and a harder
Cyprus than before.”
Then Ulysses said, “Surely thy soul is evil though thy body is fair;
for though thou sittest at another man’s feast, yet wilt thou give me
nothing.”
But Antinoüs, in great wrath, took the stool on which he sat and cast
it at him, smiting his right shoulder. But Ulysses stirred not, but
stood as a rock. But in his heart he thought on revenge. So he went and
sat down at the door. And being there, he said,--
“Hear me, suitors of the Queen! There is no wrath if a man be smitten
fighting for that which is his own, but Antinoüs has smitten me because
that I am poor. May the curse of the hungry light on him therefor, ere
he come to his marriage day.”
Also the other suitors blamed him that he had dealt so cruelly with
this stranger. Also the Queen was wroth when she heard it, as she sat
in the upper chamber with her maidens about her.
But as the day passed on there came a beggar from the city, huge of
bulk, mighty to eat and drink, but his strength was not according to
his size. Arnæus was his name, but the young men called him Irus,
because he was their messenger, after Iris, the messenger of Zeus. He
spake to Ulysses,--
“Give place, old man, lest I drag thee forth; the young men even now
would have it so, but I think it shame to strike such an one as thee.”
Then said Ulysses, “There is room for thee and for me; get what thou
canst, for I do not grudge thee aught, but beware lest thou anger me,
lest I harm thee, old though I am.”
But Irus would not hear words of peace, but still challenged him to
fight.
And when Antinoüs saw this he was glad, and said, “This is the
goodliest sport that I have seen in this house. These two beggars would
fight; let us haste and match them.”
And the saying pleased them; and Antinoüs spake again: “Hear me, ye
suitors of the Queen! We have put aside these paunches of the goats
for our supper. Let us agree then that whosoever of these two shall
prevail, shall have choice of these, that which pleaseth him best, and
shall hereafter eat with us, and that no one else shall sit in his
place.”
Then said Ulysses, “It is hard for an old man to fight with a young.
Yet will I do it. Only do ye swear to me that no one shall strike me a
foul blow while I fight with this man.”
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