BOOK XV.
Minerva
When, 'O Telemachus!' (the goddess said)
'Too long in vain, too widely hast thou stray'd,
'Thus leaving careless thy paternal right
'The robbers' prize, the prey to lawless might.
'On fond pursuits neglectful while you roam,
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'Even now the hand of rapine sacks the dome.
'Hence to Atrides; and his leave implore
'To launch thy vessel for thy natal shore:
'Fly, whilst thy mother virtuous yet withstands
'Her kindred's wishes, and her sire's commands;
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'Through both, Eurymachus pursues the dame,
'And with the noblest gifts asserts his claim.
'Hence therefore, while thy stores thy own remain;
'Thou know'st the practice of the female train;
'Lost in the children of the present spouse,
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'They slight the pledges of their former vows;
'Their love is always with the lover past;
'Still the succeeding flame expels the last.
'Let o'er thy house some chosen maid preside,
'Till heaven decrees to bless thee in a bride.
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'But now thy more attentive ears incline,
'Observe the warnings of a power divine;
'For thee their snares the suitor lords shall lay
'In Samos' sands, or straits of Ithaca;
'To seize thy life shall lurk the murderous band,
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'Ere yet thy footsteps press thy native land.
'No-sooner far their riot and their lust
'All-covering earth shall bury deep in dust!
'Then distant from the scatter'd islands steer,
'Nor let the night retard thy full career;
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'Thy heavenly guardian shall instruct the gales
'To smooth thy passage and supply thy sails:
'And when at Ithaca thy labour ends,
'Send to the town the vessel with thy friends;
'But seek thou first the master of the swine,
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'(For still to thee his loyal thoughts incline;)
'There pass the night; while he his course pursues
'To bring Penelope the wish'd-for news,
'That thou, safe sailing from the Pylian strand,
'Art come to bless her in thy native land.'
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Telemachus
'Rise, son of Nestor; for the road prepare,
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'And join the harness'd coursers to the car.'
Pisistratus
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'What cause,' he cried, 'can justify our flight
'To tempt the dangers of forbidding night?
'Here wait we rather, till approaching day
'Shall prompt our speed, and point the ready way.
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'Nor think of flight before the Spartan king
'Shall bid farewell, and bounteous presents bring;
'Gifts, which to distant ages safely stor'd,
'The sacred act of friendship shall record.'
Telemachus
'Hail, great Atrides, favour'd of high Jove!
'Let not thy friends in vain for licence move.
'Swift let us measure back the watery way,
'Nor check our speed, impatient of delay.'
Menelaüs
'If with desire so strong thy bosom glows,
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'Ill,' said the king, 'should I thy wish oppose:
'For oft in others freely I reprove
'The ill-tim'd efforts of officious love;
'Who love too much, hate in the like extreme,
'And both the golden mean alike condemn.
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'Alike he thwarts the hospitable end,
'Who drives the free, or stays the hasty friend:
'True friendship's laws are by this rule express'd,
'Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest.
'Yet stay, my friends, and in your chariot take
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'The noblest presents that our love can make;
'Meantime commit we to our women's care
'Some choice domestic viands to prepare;
'The traveller, rising from the banquet gay,
'Eludes the labours of the tedious way.
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'Then if a wider course shall rather please
'Through spacious Argos and the realms of Greece,
'Atrides in his chariot shall attend;
'Himself thy convoy to each royal friend.
'No prince will let Ulysses' heir remove
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'Without some pledge, some monument of love:
'These will the cauldron, these the tripod give;
'From those the well-pair'd mules we shall receive,
'Or bowl emboss'd whose golden figures live.'
Telemachus
To whom the youth, for prudence fam'd, replied:
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'O monarch, care of heaven! thy people's pride!
'No friend in Ithaca my place supplies,
'No powerful hands are there, no watchful eyes:
'My stores expos'd and fenceless house demand
'The speediest succour from my guardian hand;
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'Lest, in a search too anxious and too vain
'Of one lost joy, I lose what yet remain.'
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Menelaüs
'Since fix'd are thy resolves, may thundering Jove
'With happiest omens thy desires approve!
'This silver bowl, whose costly margins shine
'Enchas'd with gold, this valued gift be thine;
'To me this present, of Vulcanian frame,
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'From Sidon's hospitable monarch came;
'To thee we now consign the precious load,
'The pride of kings, and labour of a god.'
Helen
'Accept, dear youth, this monument of love,
'Long since, in better days, by Helen wove:
'Safe in thy mother's care the vesture lay,
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'To deck thy bride, and grace thy nuptial day.
'Meantime may'st thou with happiest speed regain
'Thy stately palace, and thy wide domain.'
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Menelaüs
'Farewell, and prosper, youths! let Nestor know
'What grateful thoughts still in this bosom glow,
'For all the proofs of his paternal care,
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'Through the long dangers of the ten years' war.'
Telemachus
'Ah! doubt not our report' (the prince rejoin'd)
"Of all the virtues of thy generous mind.
'And oh! return'd might we Ulysses meet!
'To him thy presents show, thy words repeat:
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'How will each speech his grateful wonder raise!
'How will each gift indulge us in thy praise!'
Pisistratus
"Say if to us the gods these omens send,
'Or fates peculiar to thyself portend?'
Helen
'Hear me,' (she cried,) 'to whom the gods have given
'To read this sign, and mystic sense of heaven.
'As thus the plumy sovereign of the air
'Left on the mountain's brow his callow care,
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'And wander'd through the wide ethereal way
'To pour his wrath on yon luxurious prey;
'So shall thy godlike father, toss'd in vain
'Through all the dangers of the boundless main,
'Arrive, (or is perchance already come,)
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'From slaughter'd gluttons to release the dome.'
Telemachus
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'Oh! if this promis'd bliss by thundering Jove'
'(The prince replied) 'stand fix'd in fate above;
'To thee, as to some god, I'll temples raise,
'And crown thy altars with the costly blaze.'
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Telemachus
'Let not Pisistratus in vain be press'd,
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'Nor unconsenting hear his friend's request;
'His friend by long hereditary claim,
'In toils his equal, and in years the same.
'No farther from our vessel, I implore,
'The coursers drive; but lash them to the shore.
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'Too long thy father would his friend detain;
'I dread his proffer'd kindness urg'd in vain.'
Pisistratus
'With speed begone,' (said he;) 'call every mate,
'Ere yet to Nestor I the tale relate:
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"'Tis true, the fervour of his generous heart
'Brooks no repulse, nor couldst thou soon depart:
'Himself will seek thee here, nor wilt thou find,
'In words alone, the Pylian monarch kind.
'But when, arriv'd, he thy return shall know,
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'How will his breast with honest fury glow!'
Telemachus
'Now' (cried Telemachus) 'with speedy care
'Hoist every sail, and every oar prepare.'
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Theoclymenus
'O thou! that dost thy happy course prepare
'With pure libations and with solemn prayer;
'By that dread power to whom thy vows are paid;
'By all the lives of these; thy own dear head,
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'Declare sincerely to no foe's demand
'Thy name, thy lineage, and paternal land.'
Telemachus
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'Prepare, then,' said Telemachus, 'to know
'A tale from falsehood free, not free from woe.
'From Ithaca, of royal birth I came,
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'And great Ulysses (ever-honour'd name!)
'Once was my sire, though now, for ever lost,
'In Stygian gloom he glides a pensive ghost!
'Whose fate inquiring through the world we rove:
'The last, the wretched proof of filial love.'
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Theoclymenus
The stranger then: 'Nor shall I aught conceal,
'But the dire secret of my fate reveal.
'Of my own tribe an Argive wretch I slew;
'Whose powerful friends the luckless deed pursue
'With unrelenting rage, and force from home
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'The blood-stain'd exile, ever doom'd to roam.
'But bear, oh bear me o'er yon azure flood;
'Receive the suppliant! spare my destin'd blood!'
Telemachus
'Stranger,' (replied the prince,) 'securely rest
'Affianced in our faith; henceforth our guest.'
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Ulysses
'Yet one night more, my friends, indulge your guest;
'The last I purpose in your walls to rest;
'To-morrow for myself I must provide,
'And only ask your counsel, and a guide;
'Patient to roam the street, by hunger led,
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'And bless the friendly hand that gives me bread.
'There in Ulysses' roof I may relate
'Ulysses' wanderings to his royal mate;
'Or, mingling with the suitors' haughty train,
'Not undeserving some support obtain.
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'Hermes to me his various gifts imparts,
'Patron of industry and manual arts:
'Few can with me in dexterous works contend,
'The pyre to build, the stubborn oak to rend;
'To turn the tasteful viand o'er the flame;
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'Or foam the goblet with a purple stream.
'Such are the tasks of men of mean estate,
'Whom fortune dooms to serve the rich and great.'
Eumaeus
'Alas!' (Eumaeus with a sigh rejoin'd)
'How sprung a thought so monstrous in thy mind?
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'If on that godless race thou would'st attend,
'Fate owes thee sure a miserable end!
'Their wrongs and blasphemies ascend the sky,
'And pull descending vengeance from on high.
'Not such, my friend, the servants of their feast;
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'A blooming train in rich embroidery dress'd!
'With earth's whole tribute the bright table bends,
'And smiling round celestial youth attends.
'Stay, then; no eye askance beholds thee here;
'Sweet is thy converse to each social ear:
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'Well pleased, and pleasing, in our cottage rest,
'Till good Telemachus accepts his guest
'With genial gifts, and change of fair attires,
'And safe conveys thee where thy soul desires.'
Ulysses
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To him the man of woes: 'O gracious Jove!
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'Reward this stranger's hospitable love!
'Who knows the son of sorrow to relieve,
'Cheers the sad heart, nor lets affliction grieve
'Of all the ills unhappy mortals know,
'A life of wanderings is the greatest woe:
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'On all their weary ways wait Care and Pain,
'And Pine and Penury, a meagre train.
'To such a man since harbour you afford,
'Relate the farther fortunes of your lord;
'What cares his mother's tender breast engage,
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'And sire forsaken on the verge of age;
'Beneath the sun prolong they yet their breath,
'Or range the house of darkness and of death?'
Eumaeus
To whom the swain: 'Attend what you inquire;
'Laërtes lives, the miserable sire;
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'Lives, but implores of every power to lay
'The burden down, and wishes for the day.
'Torn from his offspring in the eve of life,
'Torn from th' embraces of his tender wife,
'Sole, and all comfortless, he wastes away
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'Old age, untimely posting ere his day.
'She too, sad mother! for Ulysses lost
'Pin'd out her bloom, and vanish'd to a ghost:
'(So dire a fate, ye righteous gods! avert
'From every friendly, every feeling heart;)
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'While yet she was, though clouded o'er with grief,
'Her pleasing converse minister'd relief:
'With Ctimene, her youngest daughter, bred,
'One roof contain'd us, and one table fed.
'But when the softly-stealing pace of time
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'Crept on from childhood into youthful prime,
'To Samos isle she sent the wedded fair;
'Me to the fields, to tend the rural care;
'Array'd in garments her own hands had wove,
'Nor less the darling object of her love.
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'Her hapless death my brighter days o'ercast,
'Yet Providence deserts me not at last:
'My present labours food and drink procure,
'And more, the pleasure to relieve the poor.
'Small is the comfort from the queen to hear
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'Unwelcome news, or vex the royal ear;
'Blank and discountenanced the servants stand,
'Nor dare to question where the proud command:
'No profit springs beneath usurping powers;
'Want feeds not there, where Luxury devours,
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'Nor harbours charity where riot reigns:
'Proud are the lords, and wretched are the swains.'
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Eumaeus
'If then my fortunes can delight my friend,
'A story fruitful of events attend:
'Another's sorrow may thy ear enjoy,
'And wine the lengthen'd intervals employ.
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'Long nights the now declining year bestows;
'A part we consecrate to soft repose,
'A part in pleasing talk we entertain;
'For too much rest itself becomes a pain.
'Let those, whom sleep invites, the call obey,
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'Their cares resuming with the dawning day:
'Here let us feast, and to the feast be join'd
'Discourse, the sweeter banquet of the mind;
'Review the series of our lives, and taste
'The melancholy joy of evils pass'd:
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'For he who much has suffer'd, much will know,
'And pleas'd remembrance builds delight on woe.
'Above Ortygia lies an isle of fame,
'Far hence remote, and Syria
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is the name;
"(There curious eyes inscribed with wonder trace
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'The sun's diurnal, and his annual race;)
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'Not large, but fruitful; stored with grass, to keep
"The bellowing oxen and the bleating sheep;
'Her sloping hills the mantling vines adorn,
'And her rich valleys wave with golden corn.
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'No want, no famine, the glad natives know,
'Nor sink by sickness to the shades below;
'But when a length of years unnerves the strong,
'Apollo comes, and Cynthia comes along.
'They bend the silver bow with tender skill,
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'And, void of pain, the silent arrows kill.
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'Two equal tribes this fertile land divide,
'Where two fair cities rise with equal pride,
'But both in constant peace one prince obey,
'And Ctesius there, my father, holds the sway.
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'Freighted, it seems, with toys of every sort,
'A ship of Sidon anchor'd in our port;
'What time it chanced the palace entertain'd,
'Skill'd in rich works, a woman of their land:
'This nymph, where anchor'd the Phœnician train,
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'To wash her robes descending to the main,
'A smooth-tongued sailor won her to his mind;
"(For love deceives the best of womankind).
'A sudden trust from sudden liking grew;
'She told her name, her race, and all she knew.
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"I too' (she cried) 'from glorious Sidon came,
"My father Arybas, of wealthy fame;
"But, snatch'd by pirates from my native place,
"The Taphians sold me to this man's embrace.'
"Haste then,' (the false designing youth replied,)
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"Haste to thy country; love shall be thy guide;
"Haste to thy father's house, thy father's breast,
"For still he lives, and lives with riches blest.'
"Swear first,' (she cried), 'ye sailors! to restore
'A wretch in safety to her native shore.'
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'Swift as she ask'd, the ready sailors swore.
'She then proceeds: 'Now let our compact made
"Be nor by signal nor by word betray'd,
"Nor near me any of your crew descried,
"By road frequented, or by fountain side:
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"Be silence still our guard. The monarch's spies
"(For watchful age is ready to surmise)
"Are still at hand; and this reveal'd, must be
"Death to yourselves, eternal chains to me.
"Your vessel loaded, and your traffic pass'd,
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"Despatch a wary messenger with haste;
"Then gold and costly treasures will I bring,
"And more, the infant-offspring of the king.
"Him, child-like wandering forth, I'll lead away,
"(A noble prize!) and to your ship convey.'
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Thus spoke the dame, and homeward took the road.
'A year they traffic, and their vessel load.
"Their stores complete, and ready now to weigh,
'A spy was sent their summons to convey:
'An artist to my father's palace came,
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'With gold and amber chains, elaborate frame:
'Each female eye the glittering links employ;
'They turn, review, and cheapen every toy.
'He took th' occasion, as they stood intent,
'Gave her the sign, and to his vessel went.
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'She straight pursu'd, and seiz'd my willing arm;
'I follow'd smiling, innocent of harm.
'Three golden goblets in the porch she found,
'(The guests not enter'd, but the table crown'd;)
'Hid in her fraudful bosom these she bore:
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'Now set the sun, and darken'd all the shore.
'Arriving then, where, tilting on the tides,
'Prepar'd to launch the freighted vessel rides,
'Aboard they heave us, mount their decks, and sweep
'With level oar along the glassy deep.
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'Six calmy days and six smooth nights we sail,
'And constant Jove supplied the gentle gale.
'The seventh, the fraudful wretch, (no cause descried,)
'Touch'd by Diana's vengeful arrow, died.
'Down dropp'd the caitiff-corse, a worthless load,
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'Down to the deep; there roll'd, the future food
'Of fierce sea-wolves, and monsters of the flood.
'A helpless infant I remain'd behind;
'Thence borne to Ithaca by wave and wind;
'Sold to Laërtes by divine command,
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'And now adopted to a foreign land.'
Ulysses
To him the king: 'Reciting thus thy cares,
'My secret soul in all thy sorrow shares;
'But one choice blessing (such is Jove's high will)
'Has sweeten'd all thy bitter draught of ill:
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'Torn from thy country to no hapless end,
'The gods have, in a master, given a friend.
'Whatever frugal nature needs is thine,
'(For she needs little,) daily bread and wine.
'While I, so many wanderings past and woes,
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'Live but on what thy poverty bestows.'
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Theoclymenus
'Yon bird, that dexter cuts th' aërial road,
'Rose ominous, nor flies without a god:
'No race but thine shall Ithaca obey;
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'To thine, for ages, heaven decrees the sway.'
Telemachus
'Succeed the omens, gods!' (the youth rejoin'd:)
'Soon shall my bounties speak a grateful mind,
'And soon each envied happiness attend
'The man who calls Telemachus his friend.'
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Then to Peiraeus:
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'Thou whom time has prov'd
'A faithful servant, by thy prince belov'd!
'Till we returning shall our guest demand,
'Accept this charge with honour, at our hand.'
Peiraeus
To this Peiraeus: 'Joyful I obey,
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'Well pleas'd the hospitable rites to pay.
'The presence of thy guest shall best reward
'(If long thy stay) the absence of my lord.'
Odyssey. Homer. London. 1858.
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Zeus, Athena, and Hermes (1810). Drawing by John Flaxman.
Athena (1810). Drawing by John Flaxman.
Telemachus with Athena as Mentor (1810). Drawing by John Flaxman.
Nestor’s Sacrifice (1805). Engraving after John Flaxman (1755-1826). Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund 1996.
“The Fair Helen.” Willy Pogany (Hungarian, 1882–1955).
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“Leucothea, the White Goddess, Preserving Ulysses” (1805). John Flaxman (1755–1826). Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund, 1996.
“Nausicaa” (1878), Frederick Leighton (English, 1830–1896).
Red-figured pyxis, picturing Nereids at home, “indoors”: the Nereid with her hair down is labeled as Thaleia.
View of Garitsa, region right outside the northern walls of the city of Corfu, and according to the legend the site of Alcinous’s gardens (1867). Étienne Rey (French, 1789–1867).
Blind Demodokos sings of the siege of Troy (1810), by John Flaxman (English, 1755–1826).
“Ulysses Giving Wine to Polyphemus” (1805). John Flaxman (1755–1826). Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund, 1996.
“Circe Invidiosa,” (1892). J. W. Waterhouse (English, 1849–1917).
“Teiresias appears to Ulysses during the sacrifice,” (1780–1785). Henry Fuseli (German, 1741–1825).
“Ulysses and the Sirens” (ca. 1909). Herbert James Draper (English, 1863–1920).
“Ulysses Asleep Laid on his Own Coast by the Phaeacian Sailors” (1805). John Flaxman (English, 1755–1826). Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund 1996.
Minoan—probably Neopalatial—fresco commonly known as the “Lily Prince.” Whatever the exact type of this personage (perhaps a crowned acrobat, according to the interpretation of Maria Shaw), the Lily Prince is certainly a Minoan of elite standing. Public domain image based on a famous watercolor by Émile Gilliéron of a reconstruction by Arthur Evans.
Detail from a fresco found at Hagia Triadha in Crete. Reconstruction by Mark Cameron, p. 96 of the catalogue Fresco: A Passport into the Past. Minoan Crete through the eyes of Mark Cameron. 1999. Catalogue curated by Doniert Evely. Athens: British School at Athens; and N. P. Goulandris Foundation, Museum of Cycladic Art. Reproduced with the permission of the British School at Athens. BSA Archive: Mark Cameron Personal Papers: CAM 1.
“Minerva Restoring Ulysses to his Own Shape” (1805). John Flaxman (English, 1755–1826). Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund 1996.
“Ulysses and his Dog” (1805). John Flaxman (English, 1755–1826). Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund 1996.
“Ulysses Preparing to Fight with Irus” (1805). John Flaxman (English, 1755–1826) Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund 1996.
“Euryclea Discovers Ulysses” (1805). John Flaxman (English, 1755–1826). Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund 1996.
“The Harpies Going to Seize the Daughters of Pandareus” (1805). John Flaxman (English, 1755–1826). Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund 1996.
Hēraklēs stringing a bow. Silver stater, c. 450–440 BCE, Thebes (Boeotia).
Swallows, detail of the Spring Fresco at Thera, image via Flickr user
Original artwork, by Flickr user
Odysseus kiling Penelope’s suitors. Attic red-figure skyphos, ca. 440 BCE.
Still life showing eggs, thrushes, napkin: from the House of Julia Felix, Pompeii.
Eurykleia waking Penelope (1773). Print by Thomas Burke, after a painting by Angelika Kauffmann.
Big Ed and Norma have just now broken free of the troublesome relationships that have kept these lovers apart for 27 years. Now at long last they can have a life together.
Still from
“Mercury Conducting the Souls of the Suitors to the Infernal Regions” (1805). John Flaxman (English, 1755–1826). Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund 1996.
“Ulysses Departing from Lacedaemon for Ithaca, with his Bride Penelope” (1805). John Flaxman (English, 1755–1826). Flaxman made this image the last in his Odyssey series, bringing the story of Penelope and Odysseus full circle. Purchased as part of the Oppé Collection with assistance from the National Lottery through the Heritage Lottery Fund 1996.