Epic poetry, Greek -- Translations into English; Homer -- Translations into English; Odysseus, King of Ithaca (Mythological character)
“‘Father Zeus, and all ye other blessed gods that live for ever, take
vengeance I pray you on the company of Odysseus, son of Laertes, that
have insolently slain my cattle, wherein I was wont to be glad as I
went toward the starry heaven, and when I again turned earthward from
the firmament. And if they pay me not full atonement for the cattle, I
will go down to Hades and shine among the dead.’
“And Zeus the cloud-gatherer answered him, saying: ‘Helios, do thou, I
say, shine on amidst the deathless gods, and amid mortal men upon the
earth, the grain-giver. But as for me, I will soon smite their swift
ship with my white bolt, and cleave it in pieces in the midst of the
wine-dark deep.’
“This I heard from Calypso of the fair hair; and she said that she
herself had heard it from Hermes the Messenger.
“But when I had come down to the ship and to the sea, I went up to my
companions and rebuked them one by one; but we could find no remedy,
the cattle were dead and gone. And soon thereafter the gods showed
forth signs and wonders to my company. The skins were creeping, and the
flesh bellowing upon the spits, both the roast and raw, and there was a
sound as the voice of kine.
“Then for six days my dear company feasted on the best of the kine of
Helios which they had driven off. But when Zeus, son of Cronos, had
added the seventh day thereto, thereafter the wind ceased to blow with
a rushing storm, and at once we climbed the ship and launched into the
broad deep, when we had set up the mast and hoisted the white sails.
“But now when we left that isle nor any other land appeared, but sky
and sea only, even then the son of Cronos stayed a dark cloud above the
hollow ship, and beneath it the deep darkened. And the ship ran on her
way for no long while, for of a sudden came the shrilling West, with
the rushing of a great tempest, and the blast of wind snapped the two
forestays of the mast, and the mast fell backward and all the gear
dropped into the bilge. And behold, on the hind part of the ship the
mast struck the head of the pilot and brake all the bones of his skull
together, and like a diver he dropt down from the deck, and his brave
spirit left his bones. In that same hour Zeus thundered and cast his
bolt upon the ship, and she reeled all over being stricken by the bolt
of Zeus, and was filled with sulphur, and lo, my company fell from out
the vessel. Like sea-gulls they were borne round the black ship upon
the billows, and the god reft them of returning.
“But I kept pacing through my ship, till the surge loosened the sides
from the keel, and the wave swept her along stript of her tackling, and
brake her mast clean off at the keel. Now the backstay fashioned of an
oxhide had been flung thereon; therewith I lashed together both keel
and mast, and sitting thereon I was borne by the ruinous winds.
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