Epic poetry, Greek -- Translations into English; Homer -- Translations into English; Odysseus, King of Ithaca (Mythological character)
then the son of Cronos stayed a dark cloud over the hollow ship, and
the deep grew dark beneath it. And in the same moment Zeus thundered
and smote his bolt into the ship, and she reeled all over being
stricken by the bolt of Zeus, and was filled with fire and brimstone,
and all the crew fell overboard. And like sea-gulls they were borne
hither and thither on the waves about the black ship, and the god cut
off their return. But in this hour of my affliction Zeus himself put
into my hands the huge mast of the dark-prowed ship, that even yet I
might escape from harm. So I clung round the mast and was borne by the
ruinous winds. For nine days was I borne, and on the tenth black night
the great rolling wave brought me nigh to the land of the Thesprotians.
There the king of the Thesprotians, the lord Pheidon, took me in
freely, for his dear son lighted on me and raised me by the hand and
led me to his house, foredone with toil and the keen air, till he came
to his father’s palace. And he clothed me in a mantle and a doublet for
raiment.
“There I heard tidings of Odysseus, for the king told me that he had
entertained him, and kindly entreated him on his way to his own
country; and he showed me all the wealth that Odysseus had gathered,
bronze and gold and well-wrought iron; yea it would suffice for his
children after him even to the tenth generation, so great were the
treasures he had stored in the chambers of the king. He had gone, he
said, to Dodona to hear the counsel of Zeus, from the high leafy oak
tree of the god, how he should return to the fat land of Ithaca after
long absence, whether openly or by stealth. Moreover, he sware, in mine
own presence, as he poured the drink offering in his house, that the
ship was drawn down to the sea and his company were ready, who were to
convey him to his own dear country. But ere that, he sent me off, for
it chanced that a ship of the Thesprotians was starting for Dulichium,
a land rich in grain. Thither he bade them bring me with all diligence
to the king Acastus. But an evil counsel concerning me found favour in
their sight, that even yet I might reach the extremity of sorrow. When
the seafaring ship had sailed a great way from the land, anon they
sought how they might compass for me the day of slavery. They stript me
of my garments, my mantle and a doublet, and changed my raiment to a
vile wrap and doublet, tattered garments, even those thou seest now
before thee; and in the evening they reached the fields of clear-seen
Ithaca. There in the decked ship they bound me closely with a twisted
rope, and themselves went ashore, and hasted to take supper by the
sea-banks. Meanwhile the gods themselves lightly unclasped my bands,
and muffling my head with the wrap I slid down the smooth lading-plank,
and set my breast to the sea and rowed hard with both hands as I swam,
and very soon I was out of the water and beyond their reach. Then I
went up where there was a thicket, a wood in full leaf, and lay there
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