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e for alarm,



since it would carry me back to murderous Charybdis.



All night long it so bore me, until at sunrise I came



to the headland of Skylle and to dread Charybdis, who now

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sucked in the salt seawater; but I reached up



as high as I could, caught hold of the tall fig tree,



and clung to it like a bat. Yet I could in no way manage



to get firm foothold or to climb up on it, since



its roots were far distant, its branches high, out of reach,

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long, massive, overshadowing Charybdis. So there



I clung on persistently, waiting for her to spew back



the mast and keel again. To my delight, back they came,



though late--at the hour a man leaves assembly for supper,



one who judges the many disputes of quarrelsome young men,

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then it was that those timbers resurfaced out of Charybdis.



I let go my handhold and foothold, went plunging down,



hit the water ahead of the lengthy spars, and sitting



astride them steered my way onward with both hands.



But Skylle the Father of gods and men did not permit

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to see me again, or I'd not have avoided sheer destruction.





"Nine days I was carried from there, and on the tenth night



I was brought by the gods to the isle of Ogygia, where



fair-haired Kalypso dwells, dread goddess of human speech,



who befriended and cared for me. But why tell you this story?

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I've told it already, just yesterday, here in your house



to you and your comely wife. I really dislike repeating



a tale that's been clearly narrated on a previous occasion."





Book 13


So he spoke: every one of them sat hushed and silent,



enthralled by his words, throughout the shadowy hall.



Then Alkinoos once again responded to him, saying:



"Odysseus, now you've come to my brazen-floored home



with its high roof, I don't think you'll be driven back here again

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on your homeward journey, despite all your misadventures!



This I say along with a charge on each man here present--



all you who in my halls daily drink up the elders'



tawny-red wine, and sit on here, listening to the singer.



Clothes are laid by for the stranger in a polished chest,

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and finely wrought gold, together with all those other gifts



that the counselors of the Phaiakians brought here. But come,



let's each one of us now present him with a great tripod



and cauldron: we'll recoup the cost by a public collection--



it's hard for one man to spend that much without repayment."

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So spoke Alkinoos: what he said was pleasing to them.



They now retired to rest, each man to his own house.



When Dawn appeared, early risen and rosy-fingered,



they went down to the ship with the bronze in which men delight.





Alkinoos, princely in power, himself ranged through the ship,

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stowing gifts under the benches, to ensure they would not



get in the way of the rowers when they bent to their oars.



Then they went to Alkinoos' house and had their dinner.



Alkinoos, princely in power, sacrificed an ox for them



to Zeus of the dark clouds, son of Kronos, lord over all.

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After burning the thighs, they sat down to the splendid feast



with great enjoyment. Among them a divine bard performed--



Demodokos, highly honored by the people. But Odysseus



kept turning his head toward the bright-shining sun,



impatient for it to start setting: he wanted to be gone.

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As a man longs for supper, one with whose jointed plow



two wine-dark oxen have all day furrowed the field,



and gladly for him does the light of the sun go down



that lets him, weary-kneed, head home for supper--



so welcome to Odysseus was the arrival of sunset.

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Then at once he addressed the Phaiakians, lovers of the oar,



to Alkinoos above all declaring his mind, in these words:



"Alkinoos, lord, most distinguished among all peoples,



pour libations, give me safe escort--and farewell to you all!



Each thing that my heart desired has already been arranged:

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conveyance, and gifts of friendship--may the heavenly deities



make these turn out well for me! When I get home



may I find my wife truly faithful, my friends all safe and sound!



And may you who remain here give delight to your wedded



wives and children, may the gods grant you excellence

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of every sort, may no ills ever come among your people."





So he spoke. They all approved, and endorsed the order



to give the stranger conveyance, since he'd spoken becomingly.



Then mighty Alkinoos made a request to his herald, saying:



"Pontonoos, mix us a bowl of wine and serve it to all

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in the hall here, so we may pray to Zeus, the Father,



and then give this stranger conveyance to his own country."





So he spoke. Pontonoos mixed the mind-honeying wine



and served it to all in turn. They poured libations,



from where they sat, to the blessed gods who hold

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broad heaven. Then noble Odysseus stood up,



and placed the two-handled cup in Arete's hands,



and addressed her with winged words, saying: "O queen,



may you fare well, now and forever, until old age



and death, all mortals' common lot, come on you!

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I'm on my way now, and I wish you all joy in this house



of your children and people, and of Alkinoos the king."





So spoke noble Odysseus, and stepped out across



the threshold, and mighty Alkinoos sent the herald with him



as his escort, down to the swift ship and the sea,

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while Arete sent serving women to accompany him,



one bearing a fresh-washed mantle and tunic, another



with orders to carry the close-packed chest, while a third



brought the food and the red wine. When they arrived



down by the ship and the sea, then quickly the noble

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escorts took over these things and stowed them away



in the hold of the vessel, all the food and drink.1



For Odysseus they laid out a linen sheet and a blanket



on the hollow ship's deck astern to let him sleep soundly.



He now went aboard himself and lay down, not speaking.

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The crew, each in his place, seated themselves at the rowlocks,



and cast off the hawser from the hole in the stone post.



They bent to their task then, flung up the brine with their oar blades,



and sweet sleep dropped on Odysseus, shuttered his eyelids,



sweet, deep, and sound, most closely akin to death.

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The ship--like four yoked stallions on the plain



that all spring forward together under the whip's strokes,



and swiftly, high-stepping, gallop upon their way--



likewise lifted her stern: in her wake there surged a wave,



vast, dark-hued, of the roaring, many-voiced sea.

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Safe and steady she ran--not even a falcon, the hawk



that's swiftest of all winged creatures, could fly faster,



so quickly she sheared her way through the waves of the sea,



bearing a man whose foresight matched that of the gods,



who in the past had suffered many sorrows at heart

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both in men's wars and while braving the cruel sea,



but now slept undisturbed, his sufferings all forgotten.2





At the time of that brightest star's rising, which most clearly



comes to herald the light of Dawn,3 early risen, then it was



that the seafaring vessel approached the island. There is

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a certain harbor of Phorkys, that Old Man of the Sea,



in the land of Ithake, with two protruding headlands,



each broken off short, and each crouched facing the harbor,



which they shield from those heavy waves whipped up outside



by powerful gales, while the well-benched ships lie within

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unmoored, once they reach their position for anchorage.



At the head of the harbor there grows a long-leafed olive tree,



and close to this is a cave, very pleasant and well-shaded,



the sacred terrain of those nymphs who are known as Naiads.



Inside it are mixing bowls and two-handled stone jars,

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and there too is where the bees deposit their honey.



In the cave there are long stone looms, at which the nymphs



weave their webs of sea-purple, a wonder to behold.



Springs, ever-flowing, are there, and the cave has two entrances,



one facing the north wind, accessible to mortals,

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but the other, looking southward, is sacred, and men



do not use it: it is a pathway for the immortals only.4





Here they put in--they knew the place well--and the ship



ran half her whole length up the beach, so great was the speed



at which she was driven on by the arms of the rowers.

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Then, stepping ashore from the well-benched ship, they first



lifted Odysseus out of the hollow ship, together



with the linen sheet and bright blanket, laid him down,



just as he was, on the sand, still fast asleep, and unloaded



the goods that the noble Phaiakians had given him, through

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great-hearted Athene's prompting, as he set out homeward.



These things they left all together by the trunk of the olive tree,



away from the path, for fear some other traveler might



come upon them and filch them before Odysseus woke up.



Then they took off back home. However, the Earth-Shaker

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did not forget the threats he'd made earlier against



godlike Odysseus, and now he questioned Zeus' purpose:



"Zeus, Father, no longer among the immortal gods



shall I be honored, when some mortals respect me not at all--



the Phaiakians, even though they share my own ancestry!5

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For lately I said that Odysseus would have a heap of trouble



before he got home--though I did not wholly deprive him



of his return: you'd promised that, sworn with your nod!



Yet those men bore him sleeping in their swift ship over the deep,



set him down on Ithake, gave him countless gifts--

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bronze, and plentiful gold, and woven garments,



more than Odysseus could ever have won from Troy



had he come home unscathed, with his fair share of the spoils."





Then Zeus, the cloud-gatherer, responded to him, saying:



"Well, wide-powered Earth-Shaker, what a speech that was!

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The gods do you no dishonor! A harsh business it would be



to assail with demeaning slights our oldest and noblest!



But if any mortal, misled by his own forceful power, fails



to honor you, you can always be revenged on him hereafter.



Do as you wish, whatever gives your heart pleasure."

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Then Poseidon, Earth-Shaker, responded to him, saying:



"I'd act at once, dark-clouded one, in the way you describe,



but I always dread your wrath, and avoid it. Still, now I'd like,



as that so-beautiful vessel of the Phaiakians comes



back from its voyage as escort on the misty deep,

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to smash it, make them desist, give up this conveyancing



of people! And hide their city with a great encircling mountain.





Then Zeus, the cloud-gatherer, responded to him, saying:



"My brother, this, to my mind, seems your best way to act:



When all the folk from the city are watching that ship

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as she puts in, then turn her to stone, very close to land,



a stone like the swift ship, so that all mankind may marvel.



But don't6 hide their city with a great encircling mountain."





Now when he heard this, Poseidon, the Earth-Shaker,



went off to Scheria, where the Phaiakians dwell,

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and waited there, until that seafaring ship came close



inshore, moving fast. Then the Earth-Shaker approached.



He turned her to stone, and rooted her deep below



with one blow from the flat of his hand. Then he was gone.





They exchanged winged words then, one to another, did

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the long-oared Phaiakians, men renowned for their ships,



and thus would one who'd seen it speak to his neighbor:



"Ah me, who was it that fettered our swift ship in the sea



on her homeward voyage, when she was in plain sight?"



So would one speak. How it happened they had no idea.

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But Alkinoos made them a speech on the subject, saying:



"Well now, I do recall certain ancient predictions made



by my father: he used to say that Poseidon was angry



with us, because we give safe convoy to all and sundry.



One day, he said, a most beautiful Phaiakian vessel

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returning from escort duty out on the misty deep



he'd strike, and hide our city with a great mountain round it.



So said the old man, and now this is being fulfilled!



So come, let us all agree to do as I bid: we must cease



to provide conveyance for mortals, whenever a traveler

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visits our city; moreover, we must sacrifice to Poseidon



a dozen choice bulls, that he may have compassion for us



and not hide our city with a great encircling mountain."





So he spoke. They were terrified, got the bulls ready,



and were all of them busy praying to the lord Poseidon,

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all those leaders and counselors of the Phaiakians,



standing around the altar, when noble Odysseus awoke



from sleep in his native land, yet failed to recognize it,



so long had he been away; for about him the goddess Pallas



Athene, Zeus' daughter, had shed a mist, to make him

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unrecognizable when she told him what was going on,



and so that neither his wife nor the townsfolk nor his friends



would know him until the suitors had paid the full price



for their wrongdoing. Thus everything he saw seemed strange



to their ruler--the unbroken paths, the bays with safe anchorage,

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the steep rocky cliffs, the flourishing trees. So up he got,



and stood there, gazing round at his own native land.



After a moment he groaned, and struck both thighs



with the flat of his hands, and sorrowfully exclaimed:



"Alas, to what mortals' country have I come this time?

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Are they wild and savage, devoid of notions of justice,



or hospitable to strangers, men with god-fearing minds?