BOOK III.
ARGUMENT.
THE INTERVIEW OF TELEMACHUS AND NESTOR.
MINERVA
'Proceed, my son! this youthful shame expel;
'An honest business never blush to tell.
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'To learn what fates thy wretched sire detain,
'We pass'd the wide immeasurable main.
'Meet then the senior far renown'd for sense,
'With reverend awe, but decent confidence:
'Urge him with truth to frame his fair replies;
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'And sure he will: for wisdom never lies.'
TELEMACHUS
'O tell me, Mentor! tell me, faithful guide,'
'(The youth with prudent modesty replied,)
'How shall I meet, or how accost the sage,
'Unskill'd in speech, nor yet mature of age?
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'Awful th' approach, and hard the task appears,
'To question wisely men of riper years.'
MINERVA
'Search, for some thoughts, thy own suggesting mind;
'And others, dictated by heavenly power,
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'Shall rise spontaneous in the needful hour.
'For nought unprosperous shall thy ways attend,
'Born with good omens, and with Heaven thy friend.'
PISISTRATUS
'Whoe'er thou art, whom fortune brings to keep
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'These rites of Neptune, monarch of the deep,
'Thee first it fits, O stranger! to prepare
'The due libation and the solemn prayer:
'Then give thy friend to shed the sacred wine;
'Though much thy younger, and his years like mine,
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'He too, I deem, implores the powers divine:
'For all mankind alike require their grace,
'All born to want; a miserable race!'
MINERVA
'O thou! whose arms this ample globe embrace,
'Fulfil our wish, and let thy glory shine
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'On Nestor first, and Nestor's royal line;
'Next grant the Pylian states their just desires,
'Pleas'd with their hecatomb's ascending fires;
'Last, deign Telemachus and me to bless,
'And crown our voyage with desir'd success.'
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NESTOR
'Now, gentle guests! the genial banquet o'er,
'It fits to ask ye, what your native shore,
'And whence your race? on what adventure, say,
'Thus far you wander through the watery way?
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'Relate, if business, or the thirst of gain,
'Engage your journey o'er the pathless main:
'Where savage pirates seek through seas unknown
'The lives of others, venturous of their own.'
TELEMACHUS
'Inquir'st thou, father! from what coast we came?
'(Oh grace and glory of the Grecian name!)
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'From where high Ithaca o'erlooks the floods,
'Brown with o'er-arching shades and pendent woods,
'Us to these shores our filial duty draws,
'A private sorrow, not a public cause.
'My sire I seek, where'er the voice of fame
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'Has told the glories of his noble name,
'The great Ulysses; fam'd from shore to shore
'For valour much, for hardy suffering more.
'Long time with thee before proud Ilion's wall
'In arms he fought: with thee beheld her fall.
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'Of all the chiefs, this hero's fate alone
'Has Jove reserv'd, unheard of, and unknown;
'Whether in fields by hostile fury slain,
'Or sunk by tempests in the gulfy main,
'Of this to learn, oppress'd with tender fears,
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'Lo, at thy knee his suppliant son appears.
'If or thy certain eye, or curious ear,
'Have learn'd his fate, the whole dark story clear:
'And, oh! whate'er Heaven destin'd to betide,
'Let neither flattery smooth, nor pity hide.
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'Prepar'd I stand: he was but born to try
'The lot of man; to suffer, and to die.
'Oh then, if ever through the ten years' war
'The wise, the good Ulysses claim'd thy care;
'If e'er he join'd thy council, or thy sword,
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'True in his deed, and constant to his word;
'Far as thy mind through backward time can see,
'Search all thy stores of faithful memory :
''Tis sacred truth I ask, and ask of thee.'
NESTOR
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'O friend! what sorrows dost thou bring to mind!
'Shall I the long, laborious scene review,
'And open all the wounds of Greece anew?
'What toils by sea! where dark in quest of prey
'Dauntless we rov'd; Achilles led the way :
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'What toils by land! where, mix'd in fatal fight,
'Such numbers fell, such heroes sunk to night:
'There Ajax great, Achilles there the brave :
'There wise Patroclus, fill an early grave:
'There, too, my son-ah! once my best delight,
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'Once swift of foot, and terrible in fight;
'In whom stern courage with soft virtue join'd,
A faultless body and a blameless mind:
'Antilochus-what more can I relate?
'How trace the tedious series of our fate?
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'Not added years on years my task could close,
'The long historian of my country's woes:
'Back to thy native islands might'st thou sail,
'And leave half-heard the melancholy tale.
'Nine painful years on that detested shore,
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'What stratagems we form'd, what toils we bore !
'Still labouring on, till scarce at last we found
'Great Jove propitious, and our conquest crown'd.
'Far o'er the rest thy mighty father shin'd,
'In wit, in prudence, and in force of mind.
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'Art thou the son of that illustrious sire?
'With joy I grasp thee, and with love admire.
'So like your voices, and your words so wise.
'Who finds thee younger must consult his eyes.
'Thy sire and I were one; nor varied aught
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'In public sentence or in private thought;
'Alike to council or th' assembly came,
'With equal souls, and sentiments the same.
But when (by wisdom won) proud Ilion burn'd,
And in their ships the conquering Greeks return'd,
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NESTOR
''Twas God's high will the victors to divide,
'And turn th' event, confounding human pride :
'Some he destroy'd, some scatter'd as the dust;
' (Not all were prudent, and not all were just.)
Then Discord, sent by Pallas from above,
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'Stern daughter of the great avenger Jove,
The brother-kings inspir'd with fell debate;
Who call'd to council all th' Achaian state,
'But call'd untimely, (not the sacred rite
'Observ'd, nor heedful of the setting light,
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'Nor herald sworn the session to proclaim,)
'Sour with debauch, a reeling tribe they came.
To these the cause of meeting they explain,
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'And Menelaüs moves to cross the main ;
'Not so the king of men: he will'd to stay,
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'The sacred rites and hecatombs to pay,
'And calm Minerva's wrath. Oh blind to fate!
'The gods not lightly change their love, or hate.
With ireful taunts each other they oppose,
'Till in loud tumult all the Greeks arose.
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Now different counsels every breast divide,
Each burns with rancour to the adverse side:
'Th' unquiet night strange projects entertain'd;
'(So Jove, that urg'd us to our fate, ordain'd.)
'We with the rising morn our ships unmoor'd,
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'And brought our captives and our stores aboard;
'But half the people with respect obey'd
'The king of men, and at his bidding stay'd.
'Now on the wings of winds our course we keep;
'(For God had smooth'd the waters of the deep ;)
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'For Tenedos we spread our eager oars,
'There land, and pay due victims to the powers :
NESTOR
To bless our safe return, we join in prayer:
'But angry Jove dispers'd our vows in air,
'And rais'd new discord. Then (so Heaven decreed)
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'Ulysses first and Nestor disagreed :
Wise as he was, by various counsels sway'd,
'He there, though late, to please the monarch, stay'd.
'But I, determin'd, stem the foamy floods,
'Warn'd of the coming fury of the gods.
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'With us Tydides fear'd, and urg'd his haste :
'And Menelaüs came, but came the last :
'He join'd our vessels in the Lesbian bay,
'While yet we doubted of our watery way;
'If to the right to urge the pilot's toil
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'(The safer road) beside the Psyrian
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isle;
'Or the straight course to rocky Chios plough,
'And anchor under Mimas'
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shaggy brow ?
'We sought direction of the power divine :
'The god propitious gave the guiding sign;
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'Through the mid seas he bid our navy steer
'And in Eubœa shun the woes we fear.
'The whistling winds already wak'd the sky;
'Before the whistling winds the vessels fly,
'With rapid swiftness cut the liquid way,
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'And reach Gerestus
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at the point of day.
There hecatombs of bulls, to Neptune slain,
'High-flaming please the monarch of the main.
'The fourth day shone, when, all their labours o'er,
'Tydides' vessels touch'd the wish'd-for shore.
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'But I to Pylos scud before the gales,
'The god still breathing on my swelling sails;
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'Separate from all I safely landed here;
'Their fates or fortunes never reach'd my ear.
NESTOR
'Yet what I learn'd, attend; as here I sate,
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'And ask'd each voyager each hero's fate;
'Curious to know, and willing to relate.
'Safe reach'd the Myrmidons their native land,
'Beneath Achilles' warlike sons command.
'Those, whom the heir of great Apollo's art,
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'Brave Philoctetes, taught to wing the dart;
'And those whom Idomen from Ilion's plain
'Had led, securely cross'd the dreadful main.
How Agamemnon touch'd his Argive coast,
'And how his life by fraud and force he lost,
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'And how the murderer paid his forfeit breath;
'What lands so distant from that scene of death
'But trembling heard the fame? and heard, admire
'How well the son appeas'd his slaughter'd sire!
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'Ev'n to th' unhappy, that unjustly bleed,
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'Heaven gives posterity t' avenge the deed.
'So fell Aegisthus: and mayst thou, my friend,
'(On whom the virtues of thy sire descend,)
'Make future times thy equal act adore,
'And be what brave Orestes was before!'
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TELEMACHUS
'Just was the vengeance, and to latest days
'Shall long posterity resound the praise.
'Some god this arm with equal prowess bless!
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'And the proud suitors shall its force confess;
'Injurious men! who, while my soul is sore
'Of fresh affronts, are meditating more.
'But Heaven denies this honour to my hand,
'Nor shall my father repossess the land:
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'The father's fortune never to return,
'And the sad son's to suffer and to mourn!'
NESTOR
'Is it then true, as distant rumours run,
That crowds of rivals for thy mother's charms
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'Thy palace fill with insults and alarms?
NESTOR
'Say, is the fault, through tame submission, thine?
'Or, leagu'd against thee, do thy people join,
'Mov'd by some oracle, or voice divine ?
'And yet who knows but ripening lies in fate
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'An hour of vengeance for th' afflicted state;
'When great Ulysses shall suppress these harms,
'Ulysses singly, or all Greece in arms.
'But if Athena, war's triumphant maid,
'The happy son will, as the father, aid,
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'(Whose fame and safety was her constant care
'In every danger and in every war :
'Never on man did heavenly favour shine
'With rays so strong, distinguish'd, and divine,
'As those with which Minerva mark'd thy sire;
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'So might she love thee, so thy soul inspire!)
'Soon should their hopes in humble dust be laid,
'And long oblivion of the bridal bed.'
TELEMACHUS
'Ah! no such hope' (the prince with sighs replies)
Can touch my breast; that blessing Heaven denies.
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'Ev'n by celestial favour were it given,
'Fortune or fate would cross the will of Heaven.'
MINERVA
'Forgetful youth! but know, the Power above
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'With ease can save each object of his love;
Wide as his will extends his boundless grace ;
'Nor lost in time, nor circumscrib'd by place.
'Happier his lot, who, many sorrows pass'd,
'Long labouring gains his natal shore at last,
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'Than who, too speedy, hastes to end his life
'By some stern ruffian, or adulterous wife.
'Death only is the lot which none can miss,
'And all is possible to Heaven but this.
'The best, the dearest favourite of the sky
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Must taste that cup, for man is born to die.'
TELEMACHUS
'Mentor, no more-the mournful thought forbear;
'For he no more must draw his country's breath,
'Already snatch'd by fate, and the black doom of death!
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'Pass we to other subjects; and engag
'On themes remote the venerable sage ;
'(Who thrice has seen the perishable kind
'Of men decay, and through three ages shin'd
'Like gods majestic, and like gods in mind :)
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'For much he knows, and just conclusions draws,
'From various precedents and various laws.
'O son of Neleus! awful Nestor, tell
'How he, the mighty Agamemnon, fell;
'By what strange fraud Aegisthus wrought, relate
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'(By force he could not) such a hero's fate?
'Liv'd Menelaüs not in Greece? or where
'Was then the martial brother's pious care?
'Condemn'd perhaps some foreign shore to tread;
'Or sure Aegisthus had not dar'd the deed.'
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NESTOR
'Attend (though partly thou hast guess'd) the truth.
'For had the martial Menelaüs found
'The ruffian breathing yet on Argive ground,
'Nor earth had hid his carcase from the skies,
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'Nor Grecian virgin shriek'd his obsequies,
'But fowls obscene dismember'd his remains,
'And dogs had torn him on the naked plains.
'While us the works of bloody Mars employ'd,
'The wanton youth inglorious peace enjoy'd;
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'He, stretch'd at ease in Argos' calm recess,
'(Whose stately steeds luxuriant pastures bless,)
'With flattery's insinuating art
'Sooth'd the frail queen, and poison'd all her heart,
'At first, with worthy shame and decent pride,
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'The royal dame his lawless suit denied.
'For virtue's image yet possess'd her mind,
'Taught by a master of the tuneful kind:
'Atrides, parting for the Trojan war,
'Consign'd the youthful consort to his care.
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'True to his charge, the bard preserved her long
'In honour's limits; such the power of song.
'But when the gods these objects of their hate
'Dragg'd to destruction by the links of fate;
'The bard they banish'd from his native soil,
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'And left all helpless in a desert isle :
'There he, the sweetest of the sacred train,
'Sung dying to the rocks, but sung in vain.
Then virtue was no more; her guard away,
'She fell, to lust a voluntary prey.
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'Ev'n to the temple stalk'd th' adulterous spouse,
'With impious thanks, and mockery of vows,
'With images, with garments, and with gold ;
'And odorous fumes from loaded altars roll'd.
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'Meantime from flaming Troy we cut the way,
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'With Menelaüs, through the curling sea.
'But when to Sunium's
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sacred point we came,
'Crown'd with the temple of th' Athenian dame;
'Atrides' pilot, Phrontes, there expir'd;
'(Phrontes, of all the sons of men admir'd,
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To steer the bounding bark with steady toil,
When the storm thickens, and the billows boil;)
'While yet he exercis'd the steersman's art,
'Apollo touch'd him with his gentle dart;
'Ev'n with the rudder in his hand, he fell.
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To pay whose honours to the shades of hell,
'We check'd our haste, by pious office bound,
'And laid our old companion in the ground.
'And now, the rites discharged, our course we keep
'Far on the gloomy bosom of the deep:
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'Soon as Malaea's
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misty tops arise,
NESTOR
'Sudden the Thunderer blackens all the skies,
'And the winds whistle, and the surges roll
Mountains on mountains, and obscure the pole.
'The tempest scatters, and divides our fleet;
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'Part, the storm urges on the coast of Crete,
'Where, winding round the rich Cydonian plain,
The streams of Jardan issue to the main.
There stands a rock, high eminent and steep,
'Whose shaggy brow o'erhangs the shady deep,
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'And views Gortyna on the western side;
'On this rough Auster drove th' impetuous tide :
With broken force the billows roll'd away,
'And heav'd the fleet into the neighb'ring bay.
'Thus sav'd from death, they gain'd the Phaestan shores,
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With shatter'd vessels and disabled oars :
'But five tall barks the winds and waters toss'd,
'Far from their fellows, on th' Aegyptian coast.
'There wander'd Menelaüs through foreign shores,
'Amassing gold, and gathering naval stores;
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'While curs'd Aegisthus the detested deed
'By fraud fulfill'd, and his great brother bled.
Seven years, the traitor rich Mycenæ sway'd,
'And his stern rule the groaning land obey'd;
'The eighth, from Athens to his realm restor'd,
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'Orestes brandish'd the revenging sword,
'Slew the dire pair, and gave to funeral flame
The vile assassin, and adulterous dame.
'That day, ere yet the bloody triumphs cease,
'Return'd Atrides to the coast of Greece,
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'And safe to Argos' port his navy brought,
'With gifts of price and ponderous treasure fraught.
'Hence warn'd, my son, beware! nor idly stand
'Too long a stranger to thy native land;
'Lest heedless absence wear thy wealth away,
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While lawless feasters in thy palace sway;
'Perhaps may seize thy realm, and share the spoil;
'And thou return, with disappointed toil,
'From thy vain journey, to a rifled isle.
'Howe'er, my friend, indulge one labour more,
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'And seek Atrides on the Spartan shore.
'He, wandering long, a wider circle made,
'And many-languaged nations has survey'd;
'And measur'd tracks unknown to other ships
'Amid the monstrous wonders of the deeps:
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'(A length of ocean and unbounded sky,
Which scarce the sea-fowl in a year o'erfly :)
'Go then; to Sparta take the watery way,
'Thy ship and sailors but for orders stay;
'Or if by land thou choose thy course to bend,
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'My steeds, my chariots, and my sons attend:
Thee to Atrides they shall safe convey,
Guides of thy road, companions of thy way.
'Urge him with truth to frame his free replies,
'And sure he will: for Menelaüs is wise.'
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MINERVA
'Now immolate the tongues,
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and mix the wine,
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'Sacred to Neptune and the powers divine.
'The lamp of day is quench'd beneath the deep,
'And soft approach the balmy hours of sleep :
'Nor fits it to prolong the heavenly feast,
'Timeless, indecent, but retire to rest.'
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NESTOR
'Thus from my walls the much-lov'd son to send
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'Of such a hero, and of such a friend!
'Me, as some needy peasant, would ye leave,
'Whom Heaven denies the blessing to relieve?
'Me would ye leave, who boast imperial sway,
When beds of royal state invite your stay?
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'No-long as life this mortal shall inspire,
'Or as my children imitate their sire,
'Here shall the wandering stranger find his home,
'And hospitable rites adorn the dome.'
MINERVA
'Be the kind dictates of thy heart obey'd,
'And let thy words Telemachus persuade :
'He to thy palace shall thy steps pursue;
'I to the ship, to give the orders due,
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'Prescribe directions, and confirm the crew.
'For I alone sustain their naval cares,
'Who boast experience from these silver hairs;
'All youths the rest, whom to this journey move
'Like years, like tempers, and their prince's love.
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'There in the vessel shall I pass the night;
'And soon as morning paints the fields of light
'I go to challenge from the Caucons
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'A debt, contracted in the days of old.
'But this thy guest, receiv'd with friendly care,
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'Let thy strong coursers swift to Sparta bear;
'Prepare thy chariot at the dawn of day,
'And be thy son companion of his way.'
NESTOR
'Oh, happy youth! and favour'd of the skies,
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'Distinguish'd care of guardian deities!
'Whose early years for future worth engage,
'No vulgar manhood, no ignoble age.
'For lo! none other of the court above
'Than she, the daughter of Almighty Jove,
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'Pallas herself, the war-triumphant maid,
'Confess'd is thine, as once thy father's aid.
'So guide me, goddess! so propitious shine
'On me, my consort, and my royal line!
'A yearling bullock to thy name shall smoke,
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'Untam'd, unconscious of the galling yoke,
'With ample forehead, and yet tender horns,
'Whose budding honours ductile gold adorns.'
NESTOR
'My sons! the dictates of your sire fulfil.
'To Pallas, first of gods, prepare the feast,
'Who graced our rites, a more than mortal guest.
'Let one, despatchful, bid some swain to lead
'A well-fed bullock from the grassy mead;
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'One seek the harbour where the vessels moor,
'And bring thy friends, Telemachus! ashore;
'(Leave only two the galley to attend ;)
'Another to Laerceus must we send,
'Artist divine, whose skilful hands infold
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'The victim's horn with circumfusile gold.
'The rest may here the pious duty share,
'And bid the handmaids for the feast prepare,
'The seats to range, the fragrant wood to bring,
'And limpid waters from the living spring.'
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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.
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“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
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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.