Oh Odysseus, my dear, why did you leave me, I thought to myself as I silently weeped alone in my chamber. Even my only son, Telemachus, foolishly departed from Ithaca in search of his father. Fortunately, I had just received news that he has returned from his adventure, however, without his father. The thought of Odysseus lost and alone made me tremble and wail. Nineteen years. No sight of him, no sign from him, nothing!
Hearing an appalling discussion coming from downstairs in the palace, I suddenly cease my sobbing and leave my room to observe the scene occurring in my hall. It disgusts me to overhear the repugnant suitors planning the murder of my son. Earlier, Medon had mentioned the suitors’ plot, and now it seems absolute. I have offered …show more content…
I abruptly suggest to Eurycleia to make up my bed and move it. Odysseus instantly flares up and yells, “Woman, by heaven you’ve stung me now! Who dared to move my bed? No builder had the skill for that—unless a god came down to turn the trick. No mortal in his best days could budge it with a crowbar. There is a pact and pledge, our secret sign, built into that bed—my handiwork and no one else’s!”
And at that I run to Odysseus, throw my arms around him, and kissed him. I explain to Odysseus that many imposters have claimed to be him before and I needed convincing evidence before I poured my heart to him. Afterwards, Odysseus gives me a brief account of his twenty-year long journey away from home.
Unfortunately, the next day Telemachus and Odysseus must leave to meet Laertes, Odysseus’ father, in order to fulfill the prophecy of Tiresias. Before leaving, Odysseus orders me to hide upstairs, in my room, because he is worried about the families of the suitors he killed coming back for revenge. I must insure that I am not seen by anyone nor talk to anyone outside; I must flee from the furious Ithacans.
When Telemachus and Odysseus return from Laertes’ farm, the Ithacans have mysteriously forgotten the massacre of the suitors and Odysseus is recognized as King of Ithaca. Peace has been restored within the
Hearing an appalling discussion coming from downstairs in the palace, I suddenly cease my sobbing and leave my room to observe the scene occurring in my hall. It disgusts me to overhear the repugnant suitors planning the murder of my son. Earlier, Medon had mentioned the suitors’ plot, and now it seems absolute. I have offered …show more content…
I abruptly suggest to Eurycleia to make up my bed and move it. Odysseus instantly flares up and yells, “Woman, by heaven you’ve stung me now! Who dared to move my bed? No builder had the skill for that—unless a god came down to turn the trick. No mortal in his best days could budge it with a crowbar. There is a pact and pledge, our secret sign, built into that bed—my handiwork and no one else’s!”
And at that I run to Odysseus, throw my arms around him, and kissed him. I explain to Odysseus that many imposters have claimed to be him before and I needed convincing evidence before I poured my heart to him. Afterwards, Odysseus gives me a brief account of his twenty-year long journey away from home.
Unfortunately, the next day Telemachus and Odysseus must leave to meet Laertes, Odysseus’ father, in order to fulfill the prophecy of Tiresias. Before leaving, Odysseus orders me to hide upstairs, in my room, because he is worried about the families of the suitors he killed coming back for revenge. I must insure that I am not seen by anyone nor talk to anyone outside; I must flee from the furious Ithacans.
When Telemachus and Odysseus return from Laertes’ farm, the Ithacans have mysteriously forgotten the massacre of the suitors and Odysseus is recognized as King of Ithaca. Peace has been restored within the