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“They made their beautiful voices carry, And my heart yearned to listen. I ordered my men To untie me, signaling with my brows, But they just leaned on their oars and rowed on. Perimedes and Eurylochus jumped up, Looped more … Continue reading →

“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 spare you or your men Out … Continue reading →

(Eurylokhos addressing Odysseus in front of the entire crew.) “Are you flesh and blood, Odysseus, to endure more than a man can? Do you ever tire? God, look at you, iron is what you’re made of. Here we all are, … Continue reading →

“Hear me, Poseidon, blue-maned Earth-holder, If you are the father you claim to be. Grant that Odysseus, son of Laertes, May never reach his home on Ithaca. But if he is fated to see his family again, And return to … Continue reading →

but the gods Stood in the doorway and laughed uncontrollably When they saw Hephaestus’ cunning and craft. One of them would look at another and snigger: “Crime doesn’t pay.” “The slow catches the swift. Slow as he is, old Gimpy … Continue reading →

“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 … Continue reading →

Page 396: Book V, Lines 480 to 502 Homer uses diction to create imagery that casts a sense of serenity to the reader. This passage stands in contrast to the rest of the book in the sense that it depicts a … Continue reading →

You should come forward, too, as our guest, And try your hand at one of the sports, If you are skilled at any, I’m sure you are, For there is no greater glory a man can win in life, Than … Continue reading →

“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 vessels Never make it across with a stiff wind from Zeus. You’re … Continue reading →

“A weathered mountain lion steps into a clearing, Confident in his strength, eyes glowing. The wind and rain have let up, and he’s hunting Cattle, sheep, or wild deer, but is hungry enough To jump the stone walls of the … Continue reading →