Odysseus, King of Ithaca (Mythological character) -- Juvenile literature
Thereupon the river stayed his stream, and made the water smooth
before Ulysses, so that at last he won his way to the land. His
knees were bent under him, and his hands dropped at his side, and
the salt water ran out from his mouth and nostrils. Breathless was
he, and speechless; but when he came to himself, he loosed the
veil from under his breast, and cast it into the salt stream of
the river and the stream bare it to the sea, and Ino came up and
caught it in her hands.
Then he lay down on the rushes by the bank of the river and kissed
the earth, thinking within himself: "What now shall I do? for if I
sleep here by the river, I fear that the dew and the frost may
slay me; for indeed in the morning-time the wind from the river
blows cold. And if I go up to the wood, to lay me down to sleep in
the thicket, I fear that some evil beast may devour me."
But it seemed better to go to the wood. So he went. Now this was
close to the river, and he found two bushes, one of wild olive,
and the other of fruitful olive. So thickly grown together were
they that the winds blew not through them, nor did the sun pierce
them, nor yet the rain. Ulysses crept thereunder, and found a
great pile of leaves, shelter enough for two or three, even in
winter time, when the rain is heavy. Then did Ulysses rejoice,
laying himself in the midst, and covering himself with leaves. And
Athene sent down upon his eyelids deep sleep, that might ease him
of his toil.
CHAPTER VII
NAUSICAA [Footnote: Nau-sic'-a-a.]
Meanwhile Athene went to the city of Phaeacians, to the palace of
Alcinous [Footnote: Al-cin'-o-us.], their King. There she betook
her to the chamber where slept Nausicaa, daughter of the King, a
maiden fair as are the gods. The goddess stood above the maiden,
in the likeness of a girl that was of equal age with her, and had
found favour in her sight.
Athene spake, saying: "Why hath thy mother so careless a child,
Nausicaa? Lo! thy raiment lieth unwashed, and yet the day of thy
marriage is at hand, when thou must have fair clothing for
thyself, and to give to them that shall lead thee to thy
bridegroom's house; for thus doth a bride win good repute. Do thou
therefore arise with the day, and go to wash the raiment, and I
will go with thee. Ask thy father betimes in the morning to give
thee mules and a wagon to carry the raiment and the robes. Also it
is more becoming for thee to ride than to go on foot, for the
washing places are far from the city."
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