Epic poetry, Greek -- Translations into English; Homer -- Translations into English; Odysseus, King of Ithaca (Mythological character)
[12] ἀποφώλιος, from root φυ, “ill-grown,” i. e. a weakling, in the
literal sense as B. xi. 249, xiv. 212, or metaphorical, as here and
viii. 177.
Therewith the fair goddess led the way quickly, and he followed hard in
the steps of the goddess. And they reached the hollow cave, the goddess
and the man; so he sat him down upon the chair whence Hermes had
arisen, and the nymph placed by him all manner of food to eat and
drink, such as is meat for men. As for her she sat over against divine
Odysseus, and the handmaids placed by her ambrosia and nectar. So they
put forth their hands upon the good cheer set before them. But after
they had taken their fill of meat and drink, Calypso, the fair goddess,
spake first and said:
“Son of Laertes, of the seed of Zeus, Odysseus of many devices, so it
is indeed thy wish to get thee home to thine own dear country even in
this hour? Good fortune go with thee even so! Yet didst thou know in
thine heart what a measure of suffering thou art ordained to fulfil, or
ever thou reach thine own country, here, even here, thou wouldst abide
with me and keep this house, and wouldst never taste of death, though
thou longest to see thy wife, for whom thou hast ever a desire day by
day. Not in sooth that I avow me to be less noble than she in form or
fashion, for it is in no wise meet that mortal women should match them
with immortals, in shape and comeliness.”
And Odysseus of many counsels answered, and spake unto her: “Be not
wroth with me hereat, goddess and queen. Myself I know it well, how
wise Penelope is meaner to look upon than thou, in comeliness and
stature. But she is mortal and thou knowest not age nor death. Yet even
so, I wish and long day by day to fare homeward and see the day of my
returning. Yea, and if some god shall wreck me in the wine-dark deep,
even so I will endure, with a heart within me patient of affliction.
For already have I suffered full much, and much have I toiled in perils
of waves and war; let this be added to the tale of those.”
So spake he, and the sun sank and darkness came on. Then they twain
went into the chamber of the hollow rock, and had their delight of
love, abiding each by other.
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