The Children's Hour, Volume 3 (of 10): Stories from the Classics
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The Children's Hour, Volume 3 (of 10): Stories from the Classics
Children's stories; Classical literature -- Adaptations
And now it was that Scylla snatched from the hollow ship six of my
comrades who were best in skill and strength. Turning my eyes toward my
swift ship to seek my men, I saw their feet and hands already in the air
as they were carried up. They screamed aloud and called my name for the
last time, in agony of heart. As when a fisher, on a jutting rock, with
long rod throws a bait to lure the little fishes, casting into the deep
the horn of stall-fed ox; then, catching a fish, flings it ashore
writhing,--even so were these drawn writhing up the rocks. There at her
door she ate them, loudly shrieking and stretching forth their hands in
mortal pangs toward me. That was the saddest sight my eyes have ever seen,
in all my toils, searching the ocean pathways.
ULYSSES IN ITHACA
ULYSSES LANDS ON THE SHORE OF ITHACA
By F. S. Marvin, R. J. C. Mayor, and F. M. Stowell
[For ten years Ulysses was driven hither and thither over the
water, seeking for his homeland, Ithaca. At length he was
shipwrecked on the shores of Phoeacia. The king, Alcinous,
entertained him most hospitably, and Ulysses related to him the
story of his wanderings.]
When Ulysses had finished his story, there was silence in the hall till
Alcinous said, "Ulysses, now that you have come to my house after all
these troubles, you shall return without more wandering to your home." And
then he bade the princes go home for the night and meet again in the
morning to bring their gifts.
So next day the Sea-kings went down to the ship and put their gifts on
board and then returned to the palace and sacrificed an ox to Zeus. And
then they feasted and drank their good wine and waited till the sun went
down. And the minstrel sang to them, but Ulysses kept looking at the sun
impatiently, like a hungry ploughman tired out at the close of day. At
last the time arrived, and then Ulysses said, "Alcinous, let me go now,
and fare you well. My escort and my gifts are all prepared, and I could
wish no more. May I but find my wife and my dear ones all safe and sound
at home! And may Heaven grant you, too, happy homes and every blessing and
no distress among your people!" And to Queen Arete he said, "Lady, may you
live happily with your husband and children, and all this people, till old
age comes to you and death, which must come to all!"
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