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“We were persuaded by this appeal to our honor.
Every day she would weave at the great loom, And every night she would unweave by torchlight. She fooled us for three years with her craft” |
Suitors discussing Penelope's deception of the shroud
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“All the gifts Athena has given her,Her talent for handiwork, her good sense,Her cleverness—all of which go far beyondThat of nay of the heroines of old,Tyro or Alcmene or garlanded Mycene,Not one of whom had a mind like Penelope’s,Even though now she is not thinking straight”
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Antinous talking about penelope
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“… At first she [x] refused
The whole sordid affair. She had good sense And with her was a singer whom Agamemnon, When he left for Troy, had strictly ordered To guard his wife. But when the gods doomed her To be undone, Aegisthus took the singer of tales To a desert island and left him there For the dogs and birds” |
Nestor talking about Agamemnon and his wife clymenestra
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“In the eighth year, though,he [x] met his doomIn the person of Orestes, come back from Athens.Orestes killed his father’s murderer,The treacherous Aegisthus, and, having killed him,Invited all the Argives to a funeral feastFor his hateful mother and her craven lover.On that very day Menelaus arrived, Bearing all the treasure his ships could hold.”
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nestor referring to the agamemmnon/clymenestra/aegisthus situation
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“May Zeus cripple him before he reaches manhood!”
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Suitors plotting against Telemachus
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And now my beloved son has gone away
In a hollow ship, a mere child, who knows nothing Of the world of men. I grieve for him even more Than for my husband |
Penelope talking about Telemachus leaving
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I don’t know what kind of send-off you have in mind,Goddess, telling me to cross all that open sea on a raft,Painful, hard sailing. Some well-rigged vesselsNever make it across with a stiff wind from Zeus.You’re not going to catch me setting foot on any raftUnless you agree to swear a solemn oathThat you’re not planning some new trouble for me.
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Odysseus to Calypso, questioning her directions
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Goddess and mistress, don’t be angry with me.I know very well that Penelope,For all her virtues, would pale beside you.She’s only human, and you are a goddess, Eternally young. Still, I want to go back.My heart aches for the day I return to my home.
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Odysseus to Calyspo, when she asks him to stay
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And the White Goddess saw him, Cadmus’ daughterIno, once a human girl with slim, beautiful anklesWho had won divine honors in the saltwater gulfs,She pitied Odysseus his wanderings and pain,And rose from the water like a flashing gull,Perched on his raft, and said this to him.
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Ino sees odysseus
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Artemis sometimes roams the mountains—Immense Taygetus, or Erymanthus—Showering arrows upon boars or fleet antelope,And with her play the daughters of ZeusWho range the wild woods—and Leto is gladThat her daughter towers above them allWith the shining brow, though they are beautiful all—So the unwed princess among her attendants
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Poem about Nausikaa and her relation to Artemis before she gives a bath to Odysseus(wild)
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“I implore you, Lady: Are you a goddessor mortal? If you are one of heaven’s divinitiesI think you are most like great Zeus’ daughterArtemis. …Thrice blest is your father, your queenly mother,Thrice blest your brothers! Their hearts must alwaysbe warm with happiness when they look at you,Just blossoming as you enter the dance.And happiest of all will be the lucky manWho takes you home with a cartload of gifts.I’ve never seen anyone like you,Man or woman. I look upon you in awe.Once, on Delos, I saw something to compare—A palm shoot springing up near Apollo’s altar.”
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Odysseus to Nausikka
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Then Athena, born from Zeus, made him lookTaller and more muscled, and made his hairTumble down his head like hyacinth flowers.Imagine a craftsman overlaying silverWith pure gold. He has learned his artFrom Pallas Athena and HephaestusAnd creates works of breathtaking beauty.So Athena herself made Odysseus’ head and shouldersShimmer with beauty
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Athena makes odysseus better looking
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The piece that he sang was already famed
Throughout the world—the quarrel Odysseus once had with Achilles, Going head to head at a feast of the gods With violent words, and Agamemnon, The warlord, rejoice that these two, The best of the Greeks, were at each other’s throats. For long ago, when he crossed the stone threshold In sacred Pytho to consult the oracle, Apollo has prophesied that this would happen. |
First song @ demodocus
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That’s an ugly thing to say, stranger.
And it makes you look like a reckless fool. The sad truth is that the gods don’t give anyone All their gifts, whether it’s looks, intelligence, Or eloquence. One man might not have good looks, But the gods crown his words with beauty, And men look at him with delight. He speaks With unfaltering grace and sweet modesty, And stands out in any crowd. When he walks Through town, men look upon him as a god |
Odysseus talking to Euryalus
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I don’t know whether it was the Muse
Who taught you, or Apollo himself, But I praise you to the skies, Demodocus, When you sing about the fate of the Greeks Who fought at Troy, you have it right, All they did and suffered, all they endured. It’s as if you had been there yourself, Or heard a first-hand account… |
Odysseus' praise for demodocus
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The song went on. The Greeks poured outOf their hollow ambush and sacked the city.He sang how one hero here and another thereRavaged tall Troy, but now Odysseus went,Like the War God himself, with MenelausTo the house of Deiphobus, and there, he said,Odysseus fought his most daring battleAnd won with the help of Pallas Athena
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Song about odysseus
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And we came to the land of the Cyclopes,
Lawless savages who leave everything Up to the gods.These people neither plow nor plant, But everything grows for them unsown: Wheat, barley, and vines that bear Clusters of grapes, watered by rain from Zeus. They have no assemblies or laws but live In high mountain cave, ruling their own Children and wives and ignoring each other. |
Odysseus talking about cyclopses
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Now we are here, suppliants at your knees,
Hoping you will be generous to us And give us the gifts that are due to strangers. Respect the gods, sir. We are your suppliants, And Zeus avenges strangers and suppliants, Zeus, god of strangers, who walks at their side.” |
Odysseus to the cyclops
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You’re dumb, stranger, or from far away,
If you ask me to fear the gods. Cyclopes Don’t care about Zeus or his aegis Or the blessed gods, since we are much stronger. I wouldn’t spear you or your men Our of fear of Zeus. I would spare them only If I myself wanted to |
Cyclops to Odysseus
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And I was left there, brooding on how
I might make him pay and win glory from Athena. This was the best plan I could come up with: Beside one of the sheep pens lay a huge pole Of green olive which Cyclops had cut To use as a walking stick when dry. Looking at it, We guessed it was about as large as the mast Of a black ship, a twenty-oared, broad-beamed Freighter than crosses the wide gulf |
Odysseus regarding the olive tree he will poke out the cyclops eye with
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Ships, agriculture, commerce, social organization and social stability, leadership, piety, and Athena—all the themes of the exposition come together in a staff of olive wood and are brought to bear against Polyphemus. It is with culture that Odysseus blinds Polyphemus, which culture that he protects himself from the progeny of reified natural force [I.e. Poseidon
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Odysseus uses culture to stab cyclops
E. Cook |
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For one agonizing moment in the doorway, all that is interposed between the wrath of Polyphemus and its object is a ram, which Odysseys shall presently sacrifice to Zeus
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E Cook on the odyssey - 1
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Odysseus has insisted on the prerogatives of Greek culture in an antithetical realm, and although the Cyclopeia [Cyclops episode] clearly depicts the success of the civilized over the savage, the moral is not so simple as this. Odysseus’ position reverses once more, and now Polyphemus is replaced by a more universal threat, his father Poseidon. Now there can be no victory, only propitiation for the temerity of surviving. By his wits man saves himself from the force of hostile nature, but to do so is an offense, a violation of nature.”
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E Cook on the odyssey - 2
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Opposing the wild and far-off land is the power of justice at home; opposing the man-eater’s greed, the cruel but just vengeance; opposing the predator’s attack at close quarters, the technology of weapons that can be used at a distance. In either case, there is, of course, killing…. Even culture, in its antithesis to anit-culture, is based on sacrifice.
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Burkert on the odyssey
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a dread goddess with richly coiled hair
And a human voice. She is the sister Or dark-haired Aeetes, and they are both sprung From Helios and Perse, daughter of Ocean |
description of circe
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And she lace this potion with insidious drugs
That would make them forget their own native land. When they had eaten and drunk, she struck them With her wand and herded them into the sties outsides. Grunting, their bodies covered with bristles, They looked like pigs, but their minds were intact |
circe's potion
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He had a golden wandAnd looked like a young man, a hint of a moustacheAbove his lip—youth at its most charming.He clasped my hand and said to me.“Where are you off to now, unlucky man,Alone, and in rough, uncharted terrain?
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Odysseus describing encounter with hermes
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When Circe strikes you with her magic wand,Draw your sharp sword from beside your thighAnd rush at her with murder in your eye.She’ll be afraid and invite you to bed.Don’t turn her down—that’s how you’ll getYour comrades freed and yourself well loved.But first make her swear by the gods aboveShe will not unsex you when you are nude,Or drain you of your manly fortitude
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Hermes gives advice to odysseus about circe
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Then you must go off again, carrying a broad-bladed oar,
Who eat their food unsalted, and have never seen Red-prowed ships or oars that wing them along. And I will tell you a sure sing you have found them, One you cannot miss. When you meet another traveler Who thinks you are carrying a winnowing fan, Then you must fix your oar in the earth, And offer sacrifice to Lord Poseidon, A ram, a bull, and a boar in its prime |
Teiresias’ prophecy to odysseus
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He paused, and they sat hushed in silence,
Spellbound throughout the shadowy hall. And then white-armed Arete began to speak: “Well, Phaeacians, does this man impress you With his looks, stature, and well-balanced mind? He is my guest, moreover, though each of you Shares in that honor. Do not send him off, then Too hastily, and do not stint your gifts To one in such need. You have many treasures |
after Odysseus tells about hades
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Odysseus, we do not take you
For the sort of liar and cheat the dark earth breeds Among men everywhere, telling tall tales No man could ever test for himself. Your words have outward grace and wisdom within, And you have told your tale with the skill of a bard— All that Greeks and you yourself have suffered. But tell me this, as accurately as you can: Did you see any of your godlike comrades Who went with you to Troy and met their fate there? |
Alcinous asks Odysseus about hades
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[x], most glorious of men.There is a time for words and a time for sleep.But if you still yearn to listen, I will not refuseTo tell you of other things more pitiable still,The woes my comrades who died after the war,Who escaped the Trojans and their battle-cryBut died on their return through a woman’s evil.When holy Persephone had scattered The women’s ghosts, there came the ghostof Agamemnon, son of Atreus,Distraught with grief. Around him were gatheredThose who died with him in Aegisthus’ house
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Odysseus to Alcinous
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Aegisthus was the cause of my death.
He killed me with the help of my cursed wife After inviting me to a feast in his house, Slaughtered me like a bull at a manger. ….. But the most piteous cry I ever heard Came from Cassandra, Priam’s daughter. She had her arms around me down on the floor When Clytemnestra ran her through from behind |
Agammemnon's ghost talking to odysseus
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Nothing is more grim or more shameless than a womanWho set her mind on such an unspeakable actAs killing her own husband. I was sureI would be welcomed home by my childrenAnd all my household, but she, with her mind setOn stark horror, has shamed not only herselfBut all women to come, even the rare good one
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Agamemmnon to Odysseus
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Ah, how broad-browed Zeus has persecutedThe house of Atreus from the beginningThrough the will of women. Many of us diedFor Helen’s sake, and ClytemnestraSet a snare for you while you were away.”
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Odysseus to Agamemnon
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So don’t go easy on your own wife either,Or tell her everything you know.Tell her some things, but keep some hidden.But your wife will not bring about your death,Odysseus. Icarius’ daughter,Your wise Penelope, is far too prudent
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Agamemmnon to Odysseus
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But no man, [x],
Has ever been as blessed as you, or ever will be. While you were alive the army honored you Like a god, and now that you are here You rule the dead with might. You should not Lament your death at all, Achilles |
odysseus to achilles
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Don’t try to sell me on death, [x],
I’d rather be a hired hand back up on earth, Slaving away for some poor dirt farmer, Than lord it over all these withered dead |
achilles to odysseus
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“Ajax, son of flawless Telamon,
Are you to be angry with me even in death Over that accursed armor? The gods Must have meant it to be the ruin of the Greeks. We lost a tower of strength to that armor. We mourn your loss as we mourn the loss of Achilles himself” …… “I spoke, but he said nothing. He went his way To Erebus, to join the other souls of the dead |
Odysseus talking to/about ajax
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Son of Laertes in the line of Zeus,
Crafty Odysseus—poor man, do you too Drag out a wretched destiny Such as I once bore under the rays of the sun? I was a son of Zeus and grandson of Cronus, But I had immeasurable suffering |
Heracles to odysseus
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Come hither, Odysseus, glory of the Achaeans,Stop your ship so you can hear our voices.No one has ever sailed his black ship past hereWithout listening to the honeyed sound from our lips.He journeys on delighted and knows more than before.For we know everything that the Greeks and TrojansSuffered in wide Troy by the will of the gods
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Sirens to odysseus
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I went off by myself up the island
To pray to the gods to show me the way. When I had put some distance between myself And the crew, and found a spot Sheltered from the wind, I washed my hands And prayed to the gods, but all they did Was close my eyelids in sleep |
Odysseus on Trinacia
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Seven herds of cattle and seven flocks of sheep,
Fifty in each. They are immortal. They bear no young and they never die off, And the shepherds are goddesses, Nymphs with gorgeous hair |
Circe on Helios' cattle
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“Alas for the prophecy of old that I heard
From my father. He said that Poseidon Would be angry with us for giving safe passage And that one day he would wreck a beautiful ship As it sailed for home over the misty sea. And he would hem our city in with a mountain. What the old man said is all coming true. |
alcinous
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I’ve heard of Ithaca, of course—even in Crete
Far over the sea, and now I’ve just come ashore With my belongings here. I left as much To my sons back home. I’ve been on the run Since killing a man, Orsilochus, Idomeneus’ son, the great sprinter. No one in all Crete could match his speed He wanted to rob me of all the loot I took out of Troy—stuff I had sweated ofr In hand-to-hand combat in the war overseas |
Odysseus, first Cretan lie
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Only a master thief, a real con artist
Could match your tricks—even a god Might come up short. You wily bastard, You cunning, elusive, habitual liar! |
?? athena to odysseus
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Never mind about that though. Here we are.
The two shrewdest minds in the universe, You far and away the best man on earth In plotting strategies, and I famed among the gods From my clever schemes |
athena to odysseus
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Then, sitting at the base of the base of the sacred olive,The two plotted death for the insolent suitors.Athena began their discussion this way:“Son of Laertes in the line of Zeus,Odysseus, the master tactician—consider howYou’re going to get your hand on the shameless suitors,Who for three years now have taken over your house,Proposing to your wife and giving her gifts,She pines constantly for your return,But she strings them along, makes little promises,Sends messages—while her intentions are otherwise.”
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athena to odysseus
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“Ah, I’d be heading for the same pitiful deathThat Agamemnon met in his houseIf you hadn’t told me all this, Goddess
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odysseus to athena
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With Zeus above all gods as my witness
I swear, by this table of hospitality, And by Odysseus’ hearth, to which I have come That this same Odysseus, mark my words, Is at this moment in his own native land, Sitting still or on the move, learning of this evil, And he is sowing evil for the suitors |
Theoclymenus the prophet
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Well, look at this, trash dragging along trash
Birds of a feather, as usual. Where Are you taking this walking pile of shit, You miserable hog-tender, this diseased beggar Who will slobber all over our feasts? How many doorposts has he rubbed with this shoulders, Begging for scarps? You think he’s ever gotten A proper present, a cauldron or sword? Ha! |
Melanthious the goatherd
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Lady, no one on earth could find fault with you,For your fame reaches the heaven above,Just like the fame of a blameless king,A god-fearing man who rules over thousandsOf valiant men, upholding justice.His rich, black land bears barley and wheat,The trees are laden with fruit, the flocksAre always with young, and the sea teems with fish—Because he rules well, and so his people prosper
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odysseus as the beggar to penelope
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But he lost his trusty crew and his hollow ship
On the wine-dark sea. As he was sailing out From the island of Thrinacia, Zeus and Helios Hit him hard because his companions had killed The cattle of the Sun. His men went under, But he rode his ship’s keel until the waves Washed him ashore in the land of the Phaeacians, Whose race is closely akin to the gods |
odysseus as begggar to penelope lying about himself
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Of all the travelers who have come to my house,
None, dear guest, have been as thoughtful as you And none as welcome, so wise are your words. I do have an old and trustworthy woman here, Who nursed and raised my ill-starred husband, Taking him in her arms the day he was born |
penelope to odysseus
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[x], rise and wash the feet of this man,
Who is you master’s age, Odysseus’ feet and hands are no doubt like his now, For men age quickly when life is hard |
Penelope to Eurycelia
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And I suppose, stranger, women mocked him, too,
When he came to some man’s gloried house In a distant land, just as these cheeky bitches All mock you here. It is to avoid their insults That you will not allow them to wash your feet |
Eurycelia to odysseus
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But listen now to a dream I had
And tell me what it means. In my dream I have twenty geese at home. I love to watch them Come out of the water and eat grains of wheat. But a huge eagle with a hooked beak comes Down from the mountain and breaks their necks, Killing them all. The lie strewn through the hall While he rides the wind up to the bright sky. I weep and wail, still in my dream, And Achaean ladies gather around me As I grieve because the eagle killed my geese. |
Penelope's dream
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Then the eagle comes back and perches uponA jutting roof-beam and speaks to meIn a human voice, telling me not to cry: “Take heart, daughter of famed Icarius.This is no dream, but a true visionThat you can trust. The geese are the suitors,And I, who was once an eagle, am nowYour husband come back, and I will deal out doom,A grisly death for all of the suitors
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penelope's dream
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Lady, there is no way to give this dream
Another slant. Odysseus himself has shown you How he will finish this business. The suitors’ doom Is clear. No one will escape death’s black birds |
Odysseus to penelope about her dream
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Dawn is coming, the accursed dawn of the day
Which will sever me from the house of Odysseus. I will announce a contest. …. And whoever Can bend that bow and slip the string on its notch And shoot an arrow through all twelve axes, With him will I go, leaving behind this house |
Penelope to odysseus(beggar)
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Revered wife of Laertes’ son, Odysseus,
Do not put off this contest any longer, For Odysseus will be here, will all his cunning, Handling that polished bow, before these men Could ever string it and shoot through the iron |
Odysseus to penelope
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Now look, today is a holiday,
Throughout the land, a sacred feast In honor of Apollo, the Archer God. This is no time to be bending bows. So just set it quietly aside for now. As for axes, why don’t we leave them Just as they are? No one is going to come Into Odysseus’ halls and steal those axes. So we can forget about the bow And pour libations. Come morning … … We can finish this business with the bow.” |
Antinoos to Eurymachus
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But even if, as seems likely, he [Odysseus] is dead,
And will never return, his son, Telemachus, Is now very much like him, by Apollo’s grace |
Odysseus talking to a maid
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And I will tell you exactly what happened to us
And how it ended in our bitter death. We were courting the wife of Odysseus, Long gone by then. She loathed the thought Or remarrying, but she wouldn’t give us yes or no. Her mind was bend on death and darkness for us |
Amphimedon to Agamemmnon
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That’s how we died, Agamemnon. Our bodiesStill lie uncared for in Odysseus’ halls.Word has not yet reached our friends and family,Who could wash the black blood from our woundsAnd lay us out with wailing, as is due the dead
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Amphimedon to Agamemmnon
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Well done, Odysseus, Laertes’ wily son!
You won a wife of great character In Icarius’ daughter. What a mind she has A woman beyond reproach! How well Penelope Kept in her heart he husband, Odysseus And so her virtue’s fame will never perish, And the gods will make among men on earth A song of praise for steadfast Penelope. But Tyndareus daughter was evil to the core, Killing her own husband, and her song will be A song of scorn, bringing ill-repute To all woman, even the virtuous |
Agamemmnon (to?) odysseus
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And Athena came
And made the shepherd of the people Taller than before and added muscle to his frame. When he came from the bath, his son marveled At his deathless, godlike appearance |
about laertes
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And Minos’ heart was pricked by lust, the holy giftof Aphrodite, goddess diademed with desire.No longer did he keep his hand away from the girl,but touched her white cheeks
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king minos gettin frisky with the girl on the ship theseus is on before theseus regulates
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Therefore I urge you, warlord of the Cnossians, to curb your arrogance, which will otherwise be cause of many groans
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Theseus to king minos on the ship in bacchylides
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