Nor any Pow'r on earth So said the man Cyclops quoth I I would I could as well Send thee now down to Pluto's ugly Den Depriv'd of life and Soul â—'th ' deepest Hell As I am sure thou ne'r shalt see agen Then held he up his hands to Heav'n and praâ—…d Hear me O Neptune if thy Son I be And thou my Father truly as 't is said Grant that Ulysses never more may see His Native Soil or if perhaps by fate It be decreed he shall return again Let him return both wretchedly and late His ships and men lost and at home meet paâ—… His prayer granted was and then he threw A greater stone first swinged o'r his head Which by good chance above the Vessel flew But almost to the shore us carried When we were come into the Isle again Where all the rest of our Fleet then abode Expecting our return in grievous pain And wondring why we were so long abroad Then with our sheep we landed on the Beach And 'mongst the Barks divided them with care Their just and equal number unto each That no Ship might be wronged of his share On me my Fellows over and above Bestow'd a Ram which on the Sand there right I made a Sacrifice to mighty Jove But in my Offrings he took no delight And was contriving how to make away My Ship and Fellows and destroy them quite There on the snore we sat and spent the day With flesh and Wine from morning unto night All night we slept upon the shore and when The morning had again the day restor'd I presently commanded all my men To loose the Ropes and put themselves aboard Aboard they go and beat the Sea with Oars All for their Fellows which were eaten sad Aâ—d forward to the Main we take our course For that we had our selves escaped glad LIB X. AT th' floting Iâ—â—e Aeolia we landed Where Aeolus the Son of Hippotas Beloved of th' Immortal Gods commanded His House was walled all about with brass Th'ascent unto it was all one smooth stone Twelve were his Children six Sons their Wives In Wedlock he had joyn'd them one to one And with him in his house they led their lives And made good chear all day the house they make To ring with mirth and smoke with boil'd roast At night their Loyal Wives to Beds they take Richly set out with coverings of great cost A month he entertain'd me with delight Askt me of Troy and th' Argive Fleet and â—ow The Greeks got home And him I answer'd-right To ev'ry thing as far as I did know And when I left his house he was content T' assist me friendly in my Voyage back With a West-wind and all Winds else he pent Into a tough and strong Neats-leather sack For Jove had made him Master of the Winds To hold their breath or blow as he thought fit And with a silver string the Sack he bindes No Wind could stir but as I order'd it But all this did no good for want of wit Nine days we sail'd sore-right and came so neaâ— To th'Coast of Ithaca that we could see 't By th' light of Beacons that were fired there But then with weariness I fell asleep For I had ne'r till now the Helm let go Nor sufferd any else my place to keep I long'd to see my Native Country so Mean while my Fellows to discourse begin Thinking much Gold and Silver was â—…th ' Sack By Aeolus Hippotades put in Which now to Ithaca I carri'd back And Oh did one unto another say How much this man is lov'd where e'â— he comes He brings from Troy a great share of the prey Though we go empty-handed to our homes Now Aeolus has giv'n him God knows what Come quickly let us while we think upon 't And sleeping â—e upon the Deck lies flat Undo the Sack and see how much there 's on 't This wretched Counsel taken by the Crew The Budget they undid to see my store And then at once the surious Winds out-flew And whistling snatcht our ship away from shore My Fellows wept I studi'd which was best To fall into the Sea and end my pain Or patiently to live among the rest I chose to live as better of the twain And hoodwinkt laid me down i' th' ship At lastâ— We sound our selves upon th' Aeolian shore On which th' unruly Winds our ship had cast Just at the place where we set forth before And there we landed and short supper made With my Companions on the rocky shore I one man with me and a Herald take And went up to the Porch before the Door Of th'Hall where Aolus sat banqueting Amongst his Sons and Daughters They admir'd What Wind said they did you now hither bring We furnisht you for what place you desir'd Some Devil crost you Softly I repli'd Of our misfortune other cause was none But my mens folly who the Bag unti'd The whilst I slept you can repair what 's done Their Father answer'd at another raâ—e Hence Rascal hated of the Gods above I entertain none whom the Gods do hate Away I say the Gods thee do not love Thus sighing we were sent away And though We were already tired with the Oar To Sea we put and forward still we row Six days and nights entire ne'r giving o're Upon the seventh day we landed near To Leâ—â—rig nia the Royal Seat Of Lâ—mâ—â—s and his Race The Herds-men there When from the field thay bring their sheep or neat Hollow to those at home then they a-field Their Cattle drive To one of little sleep The fire o' th' place doth double wages yield By tending one day Cows another sheep For it is seated just 'twixt day and night Into the Port we came the which within On eath side was beset with Rocks upright Whereof two made it narrow coming in My Fellows with their ships were in the Port Near to the City For the Sea was still And not a Winde stirring of any sort But I kept mine without suspecting ill And with a Rope had ti'd it to the Rocks Then up a hâ—ll I went to look about But could no signe espy of Man or Oxe Then down I came again and straight sent out Tâ—enquire what kinde of people lived there A Herald then and two men more I sent Who as they going on the high-way were That from the woody hill to 'th City went Met with the Daughter of Antiphates That was of Lestrigonians the King She had fetch 't water from Artacies Artacies the name was of a Spring They askt her of the King and of the People Her Fathers house she shews They thither hie And finde the Queen there looking like a Steeple And straight abhor'd her as a Prodigie Then she her husband from the Market-place Calls home who straight intended to dispatch 'em And laid his hands on one but in that space The rest escap'd by flight he could not catch'em But then he raised with a mighty shout The
his counsel take And chase Sols sacred Herds that graz'd hard by And then for recompence their Vows they make To build a Temple to his Deity But when they made their Vows Chaplets they wear Of tender leaves pluckt from the spreading Oak White Barley they had none the which men bear When in their danger they the Gods invoke After the Vow persorm'd the Kine they flay And take their Thighs and cover them with sat And one of them upon the other lay To burn upon the Altar After that Their Offering of Drink they pour'd upon The Altar as the Sacrifice they burn It ought t' have been of Wine but having none They pour'd on water fair which serv'd the turn When th' Entrails by my Fellows eaten were And fire consumed had the Sacrifice The rest they roast on Spits and made good chear Just then it was that sleep â—orsook my eyes And back again I walk'd down tow'rds the shore But coming near perceiv'd the vapour rise Of roasted meat Then to the Gods I rore You give'me sleep and take away my life So strange a thing my Mates the while have done Swiftly Lampetio to Heav'n flies And carries up the news unto the Sun The Sun in choler all the Gods defies Unless they right him of this injury Jove Father and you other Powers Divine â—evenge me of Ulysses Company That have so insolently slain my Kine It was my joy to see them in the Morn And in the Evening â—re I went to bed Revenge me O ye Gods of this their scorn Or I 'll go down to Hell and light the Dead No Phoebus answer'd Jove hold up your light For Gods and Mortal men to see their way As for the men that did you this despight Their ship at Sea with Lightning I 'll destroy At this discourse in Heaven was Hermes by And heard his Father make this sad Decree And he again told all this History To th'fair Calypso and she told it me When to my Fellows I was come I rate Them all full bitterly and one by one But all in vain for now it was too late The Gods by Signes detested what was done The skins did creep the flesh o' th' Spits did low Both raw and roast Six days in th' Isle we staid Feasting on Phoebus Kine the seventh we row For then the fury of the winde was laid When we were out at Sea we fix our Mast And up into the winde our Sails we draw And had the Isle so far behinde us cast That nothing else but Sky and Sea we saw Then Jove when far from Land he saw our ship Just over it a dismal black Cloud hung Which made it dark as night upon the Deep And then our good ship run not very lâ—â—g For presently from West a sudden blast Came roaring in and vehemently strains And breaks the Cordage that upheld the Mast Which falling down beats out the Sâ—eerers brains He drops into the Sea The Mast hangâ— o're At Stern The Yards lie cross the sink And all the while both Heaven and Sea did rore With Thunder loud which made our hearts to shrink And by and by into the ship Jove threw His Thunder-bolt which whirl'd it round about It smelt of Sulphur rank and all my Crew Into the Sea it suddenly threw out They like to Gulls from wave to wave were born But I kept still aboard till at the last The Rudder from a-stern the ship was torn And fell into the Sea and with 't the Mast. The Mast had hanging on it broken Ropes Wherewith I bound them both together fast And sate upon them as my latest hopes Until the fury of the Storm was past The storm now laid th'wind came about to th' South And carri'd me before it till the Sun Next morning rose and then we were i'th'mouth Of dire Charybdis just when she begun To swallow up the Sea Then up leapt I And on the spreading Sycamore laid hold But to 't I could not climb the boughs so high I could not reach And far off was the root There by the hands I hung expecting when Charybdis should cast up the Sea and bring The Rudder and the Mast to th' top agen Mean while in th' Air I patiently swing What time the Judge ariseth from his seat Ending the brabbles of contentious men And all come weary home to take their meat Then came my Mast and Rudder up agen And I into the Sea close by them drop Then having soon recovered them again I place my self a-stride once more a top And with my hands I rowed on the Main If Scylla this had seen undoubtedly I had been lost But 't was theâ—grace of Jove That all this while she did not me espy But kept her self retir'd i' th' Rock above Thus wandred I at Sea nine days out-right O' th' tenth at night the Gods brought me to land In th' Isle Ogygia where Calypso bright Receiv'd me with a charitable hand But how she treated me I need not say You and the Queen already know it well From the Relation I made yesterday Nor do I love the same Tale twice to tell LIB XIII THis said all silent and delighted were Alcinous then said Ulysses since You safely to me are arrived here You shall not lose your way in going hence But Princes you that daily with me sit Drinking good Wine and hearing Musique sweet And given to the Stranger have what 's fit I 'll tell you what yet farther I think meet Garments he has a Chest-full and good store Of Gold Plate and of other Gifts he has Take my advice Let each man give him more A Caldron or a three-foot Pot of Brass I know to each man 't will be too great largess But by the Peoples Contribution We 'll make amends The Town shall bear the charges The motion pleas'd and 't was agreed upon Then went they ev'ry man to his repose And soon as Morning did again appear Aboard the Ship the Vessel they dispose Alâ—inous himself directed where And then into the Palace they return And Sacrifice to Jove a well-sed Beast The Thighs upon the Altar there they burn And with the rest they make themselves a Feast Demodocus before them sung and plaid Who for his Art was famous in the Town Ulysses to the Sun lookt up and staid Longing and wishing that it would go down As one that hath at Plough been all the day Hungry his Belly feeble is his knee Beholds the setting of the Sun with joy So glad Ulysses was Sun-set to see Then to Alcincus and all the rest Offer said he unto the Gods their Wine I have already all that I request And many Gifts which may the Pow'rs Divine Make happy to me Let me now depart That I may see my dear Wife and my Friends And blest may you stay here with joy at heart Comfort your Wives and obtain all your ends And strong and worthy Children may you have Nor 'mongst the people trouble or disease
last comes to the ground And here again it is evident that Virgil meant to compare the manner how Troy after many Battles and after the losses of many Cities conquer'd by the many Nations under Agamemnon in a long War and thereby weak'ned and at last overthrown with a great Tree hewn round about and then falling by little and little leisurely So that neither these two Descriptions nor the two Comparisons can be compared together The Image of a man lying on the ground is one thing the Image of falling especially of a Kingdom is another This therefore gives no advantage to Virgil over Homer 'T is true that this Description of the Felling and Falling of a Tree is exceeding graceful But is it therefore more than Homer could have done if need had been Or is there no Description in Homer of somewhat else as good as this Yes and in many of our English Poets now alive If it then be lawful for Julius Scaliger to say that if Jupiter would have described the fall of a Tree he could not have mended this of Virgil it will be lawful for me to repeat an old Epigram of Antipater to the like purpose in favour of Homer The Writer of the famous Trojan War And of Ulysses Life O Jove make known Who whence he was for thine the Verses are And he would have us think they are his own The seventh and last commendation of an Heroique Poem consisteth in Amplitude and Variety and in this Homer exceedeth Virgil very much and that not by superfluity of words but by plenty of Heroique matter and multitude of Descriptions and Comparisons whereof Virgil hath translated but a small part into his Aeneads such as are the Images of Shipwracks Battles Single Combats Beauty Passions of the mind Sacrifices Entertainments and other things whereof Virgil abating what he borrows of Homer has scarce the twentieth part It is no wonder therefore if all the ancient Learned men both of Greece and Rome have given the first place in Poetry to Homer It is rather strange that two or three and of late time and but Learners of the Greek tongue should dare to contradict so many competent Judges both of Language and Discretion But howsoever I defenâ— Homer I aim not thereby at any reflection upon the following Translation Why then did I write it Because I had nothing else to do Why publish it Because I thought it might take off my Adversaries from shewing their folly upon my more serious Writings and set them upon my Verses to shew their wisdom But why without Annotations Because I had no hope to do it better than it is already done by Mr. Ogilby T. HOBBES HOM. ODYSS LIB I. TEll me O Muse th' Adventures of the Man That having sack'd the sacred Town of Troy Wandred so long at Sea what course he ran By winds tempests driven from his way That saw the Cities and the fashions knew Of many men but suffer'd grievous pain To save his own life and bring home his crew Though for his crew all he could do was vain They lost themselves by their own insolence Feeding like fools on the Suns sacred Kine Which did the splendid Deity incense To their dire fate Begin O Muse divine The Greeks from Troy were all returned home All that the War and winds had spar'd except The discontent Ulysses only whom In hollow caves the Nymph Calypso kept But when the years and days were come about Wherein was woven his return by fate To Ithaca but neither there without Great pain the Gods then pitied his estate All saving Neptune who did never cease To hinder him from reaching his own shore And persecute him still upon the Seas Till he got home Then troubled him no more Neptune was now far off in Black-moor land The Black-moors are the utmost of Mankind As far as East and West asunder stand So far the Black-moors borders are disjoyn'd Invited there to feast on Ram and Bull. There sat he merry Th' other Gods were then Met on Olympus in a Synod full In th' house of Jove Father of Gods and Men. And first spake Jove whose thoughts were now upon Aegistus death which he but then first knew By th' hand of Agamemnons valiant Son Who to revenge his Fathers blood him slew Ha! How dare mortals tax the Gods and say Their harms do all proceed from our Decree And by our setting when by their crimes they Against our wills make their own destiny As now Aegistus did Atrides kill Newly come home and married his wise Although he knew it was against my will And that it would cost him one day his life Sent we not Hermes to him to forbid The murder and the marriage of the wife And tell him if the contrary he did Orestes should revenge it on his life All this said Hermes as we bad him But Aegistus for all this was not afraid His lust in execution to put And therefore now has dearly for it paid Then Pallas moved on Ulysses part And said O Father Jove the King of Kings Aegystus fate was fit for his desert So let them perish'all that do such things 'T is for Ulysses that I live in pain Poor man long absent from his friends forlorn In a small Isle the Centre of the Main Kept from his home doth nought but grieve and mourn The Isle is beautifi'd with goodly trees And in it dwells a Nymph Her Fathers name Atlas that all the depths of th' Ocean sees And beareth up the Pillars of the same And Heaven and earth to boot His daughter 't is That with fair words and gentle courtesie Detains Ulysses And her meaning is Forever there to have his company Whilst he alas even dies for very grief To see the smoke of Ithaca he wishes And would take that for some though small relief And yet you are not mov'd Were not Ulysses â—is Sacrifices on the Trojan shore Both free and bountiful They were you know 〈◊〉 th' Argive Camp I dare say no mans more Why therefore Father should you hate him so â—o her the mighty Jove made this reply Child what a word is this that you let fall â—o I neglect Ulysses or do I Ulysses hate that amongst mortals all For wisdom and for piety excels Neptune that backs and shakes the earth 't is he Whose breast with anger and revenge still swells Against him for his Sons calamity The God-like Polypheme Cyclops the great Whom on Thoosa Phorcys daughter brave Neptune the King of Waters did beget Embracing her within a hollow cave And him Ulysses has depriv'd of sight For which though Neptune do not him destroy He crosses him with dangers day and night And drives him up and down out of his way But well let us that are assembled now Bethink us how to bring him home 'T is odds 'T will cool his rage He has not strength enough T' oppose the power of all the other Gods Then Pallas said O Jove of
not though 't had been better so But I desir'd to see the man and try If from him some good gift I might obtain But they with fear were ready for to die And could not think upon him but with pain Then kindled we a fire and kill'd and fed On Flesh and Cheese and for his coming staid He came and a great burthen carried Of wither'd Boughs which at the door he laid His Supper with this Wood he meant to dâ—ess And threw it down wâ—th such a hâ—deous noise As frighted us to th' innermost recess O' th' Cave there lay we and supprest our voice Into the Cave he comes he and his Flock All that was milch the Males he left without Rams and He goats and the Door with a Rock Stops up which two twenty Carts scarce moughâ— Bear above ground and then to milking fell But first he sets unto each Ewe her Lamb In order due to see them suckled well And each young Goat he puts under her Dam. Half of the Milk he turn'd to Curds and put Them into Wicker-Baskets to set up The other half he into Tankards put For drâ—nk to serve him when he was to sup When he had ended all his business He made a fire and thereby spr'd us out What are you says he whence d' ye cross the Seaâ— Is it on business or d' ye rove about As Pyraâ—s walk at Sea to and agen And are content to set their lives at stake So they may mischief do to other men Out hearts diâ—mai'd before this language braâ—e We fear'd his hollow voice and body great But yet I made him answer and said thus We are Achaeans making our retreat Homewards from Troy out Winds have forced us Upon this Coast for Jove would have it so We are a part of Agamemnons Bands Whose glory for his sacking Troy is now Renown'd both far and wide throughout all Lands And now our selves we prostrate at your feet Hoping for some good thing as Visitants Such as all men have commonly thought meet Or for the Gods-sake as to Suppliants As Suppliants we before you here do lie With whom and strangers Jove still goes along He is the God of Hospitality To punish whosoever does them wrong Thus I. But he replied with fell intent Stranger thou art a fool or com'st from far That counsel'st me to fear the punishment Of Jove or for the blessed Gods to care The Cyclopses care not at all for Jove Aegiochus or any other Gods For why we stronger are than those above And if we strength compare we have the odds No no. 'T is not the fear of Jupiter Can me from thee or these with thee restrain Unless I please But tell me truly where The Ship that brought you rides and do not fain This was to sound me But I saw his mind And a deceitful answer did intend My Ship was wreckt by Neptune and by wind Thrown 'gainst the rocks at the Lands furthest end Where all besides my self and these were drown'd To this he answer'd nothing nor said more But snatching up a couple from the ground Knocks out their brains like whelps against the floor Then cuts them into joynts and on them fed Nor did he flesh or bone or entrails leave Like hungry Lion on the Mountains bred Then weep we and to Jove our hands up heave To see such work and have no remedy When he with humane flesh his belly deep Had filld and drunk the milk that stood him by He laid himself along amongst his sheep And slept And then I saw I might him slay 'T was but to draw my good Sword from my side And gently on his brest my hand to lay And to the hilts the Sword in 's body hide Upon new thoughts that purpose I gave o're For certainly it had destroy'd us quite So great the stone was that lay on the door That to remove it was past all our might So there we sighing staid for day and when The Rosie-finger'd morning did appear He made a fire and milkt his flock agen And the young Kids and Lambs new suckled were When all his work was at an end and past Two more of my Companions he takes And on those two he quickly breaks his fast And for his Flock the way he open makes For easily he took the stone away And then again with no less ease he did Set up the same and in its right place lay Than of a Quiver one would do the Lid. His flock with noise he drives up to the hills And in the Den leaves us to meditate How to revenge with Phoebus help our ills At last within my brest this counsel sate Near one o' th' Pens there lay an Olive-Tree Straight and the boughs cut off which when 't was dri'd Dâ—signed was a Walking-staff to be Of the great Cyclops which when we espi'd Of some good Ship we thought might be the Mast Or of a Bark of twenty Oars or more That Neptunes â—ugged waters might have past With a great burthen safe from shore to shore Of this a fathom I cut off and gave it To my Companions to â—aper it They smooth'd and taper'd it as I would have it I sharpn'd it at point as I thought fit Then in the fire the same I hardned well And laid it by with Dung all cover'd o're Which in the Cave from so much Cattle sell For sheep and goats there always were good store From all my Company who did not fear To help me thrust this Bar into his eye I took out four by lot and such they were As I my self did wish the fifth was I. At Ev'ning he returneth with his sheep Into the hollow Cave he brings them all Without he neither sheep nor goat did keep By Presage or upon some Heav'nly Call Then with the stone the Caves mouth up he dams And milks his she-goats and his Ews each one And suckles all his young Kids and his Lambs But after he his work had fully done Another couple of my men he took Then having in my hand an Ivy Kan Of good black Wine I thus unto him spoke Cyclops since you have eaten flesh of man Here drink this good black Wine upon 't and see What excellent good drink we had aboard Whereof I 've hither brought a taste to thee Hoping you will some kindness me afford And some assistance in our Voyage home But so intolerably furious You are that no man will dare near you come Knowing how cruel you have been to us When I had said the good Wine he drank up And was extremely pleased with the same And straightway calling for another Cup Tell me quoth he right now what is thy name And I will give thee that shall please thy heart We Cyclopses have Vines that yield good Wine Which from the Earth by â—ain from Heaven start But this some branch of Nectar is divine When he had said I gave him Wine again Three times I fill'd the Kan and he as oft
the ground Thus lies he griev'd and pining with the thought Of your sad fate afflicted too with age The like sad thoughts me also hither brought I neither died by Diana's rage Nor any long consuming Malady But very woe thinking that you were dead My Noble dear ulysses made me die My Soul thus hither from my body fled When she had spoken I would very fain Have ta'ne her in mine arms three times I grasp'â— At the beloved Shadow but in vain Mine arms I closed but did nothing clasp Sore griev'd hereat I said unto my Mother I am your Son why do you fly me so Why may we not embracing one another Although in Hell give ease unto our woe Hath Proserpine my sorrows to augment Sent me a Phantome in my Mothers stead Oh no quoth she my Son sh 'ad no intent T' abuse you 'T is the nature of the Dead We are no longer Sinews Flesh and Bones We are Substances Incorporeal All that 's consum'd i' th' Fun'ral fire when once That 's done it in it self stands several Flies like a Dream No go your ways to th'light And tell all I have told you to your Wise That she may know in this perpetual night The dead enjoy an everlasting life When we had thus discours't the Ladies came Sent out by Proserpine to taste the blood â—aughters and Wives to Princes of great Fame And round about me at the Pit they stood But I to know each one that came to drink Studi'd a while then thought this counsel best With Sword in hand t' abide upon the brink Whilst one was drinking to keep off the rest There was not one but I enquir'd her name And Pedegree All told me who they were And first of all the well-born Tyro came Who said Salmoneus was her Ancestor And that of Cretheus she had been the wiâ—e And on Enipeus had enamour'd been Once on a time whilst she remain'd in life On Enipeus fair'st stream that e're was seen Upon whose Bank Neptune that chanc't to spy her On Enipeus sweet stream drew her aside And at the Rivers mouth laid him down by her Between two Waves rais'd high their deed to hide When he Loves work had done Thou shalt said he E're th'year be ended bring forth-Children twain Who Princes both of great Renown shall be I Neptune am the Gods ne'r work in vain See you that they be educated well Till they shall be at mans estate arriv'd So go you home my name you must not tell This said into the rowling Sea he div'd Her time being come she was delivered Of two great Boys Neleus and Pelias Who for the service of high Jove were bred One King of Pyle th' other of Iolcas was The Noble Lady Tyro besides these Did many other goodly Children bear Amatheon and Aeson and Pheres But these her Husband Cretheus Children were Next came the Daughter of Aesopus who Through Theban fertil Plains and Meadows runs Antiope Of Jove she boasteth too That by him she conceived had two Sons Their names were Zethus and Amphion They The Founders were of Theâ—â—s with Walls Towers And sev'n strong Gates they senc't it ev'ry way Against Invasion from all Neighb'ring Powers Amphitrions wiâ—e Alcmena there I saw That lov'd by Jove brought Hercules to life And the King Cretheus Daughter Megara That was the Mighty Hercules his wife I saw there also the unfortunate Mother of Oedâ—pus Jocasta bright That blindly did a horrid act by fate Which the Gods pleasure was should come to light Not knowing him she marri'd her own Son Not knowing him he his own Father slew VVhen they perceived both what they had done She hang'd her self her Furies him pursue Chloris I saw whom Neleus did wed For beauty got by the Son of Jaseus And with great Dowre he gain'd her to his bed Her Father Amphion rul'd Orchomeâ—us She Queen of Pyle by Neleus had three Boys Nestor Chronius Pericluâ—iâ—us And one fair Daughter to make full their joys Pero by name for beauty wonderous The Princes round-about were Suiters to her But Iphiclus had Neleus Cattle ta'ne And Neleus was resolved to bestow her On him that could his Herds fetch back again There was a Prophet undertook the Talk But ta'ne by Clowns and into Prison pent For answ'ring Iphiclus t' all he could ask Was freed and did the thing he underwent I saw the Wife too of Tyndareus there Fair Lâ—da she two Twins unto him bare Pollux good Cuffer Castor Cavalier Twins and alive though under-ground they are And have obtained of their Father Jove Both to be Canonized Gods but so As he that is to day in Heav'n above Shall be to morrow amongst men below Iphimedea Alciaeus Wife I saw that did two Sons to Neptune bear Otus and Ephialtes of short life The greatest and the fair'st that ever were Except Orion each at nine years old Between the shoulders was nine Cubits wide And was in length nine Cubits four times told And all the Gods in Heaven terrifi'd And threatned them with War and Heav'n to storm They Ossa set upon Olympus high And Pelius on Ossa and so form Against the Sky a mighty Battery And surely they had storm'd it had they been At mans estate Their Beards were not yet grown Apollo kill'd them with his Arrows keen E're on their Cheeks appeared any down Phaedra and Procris there I also saw And Minos Daughter â—riadne whom Theseus was bringing towards Attica From Creta but he could not bring her home Diana killed her in Dia Isle On Bacchus quarrel There I did behold Mera and Clymene and th'Woman vile Eryphile that her own Husband sold. To name the Ladies all I saw would make My Tale to last all night 'T is bed-time now Here or aboard though not till you think fit Till you think fit and give command to row This said the Company deep silence seiz'd Delighted with the things they heard him speak The Queen her self Arete no less pleas'd At last resolv'd the silence thus to break Princes what think you of this man so rare His look his stature and his Noble heart My Guest he is but you have all a share In th' honour of this Visit. E're he part Make him a Present to relieve his need Be liberal have no respect to thrist For you the Gods from fear of want have freed With wealth abundant Do not pinch your Gift Old Echineus said The Queen says right We shall do well her counsel to obey But since in King Alcinous lies the migh 'T is better first to hear what he will say Then said Alcinous It shall be so Unless I bear the name of King in vain Let not the Stranger till to morrow go Till we prepare our Gift he must remain As for his Passage we will all provide And chiefly I that do the Scepter bear To whom the wise Ulysses thus repli'd Renown'd Alcinous that Reignest here Though a whole year you should command my stay It will not trouble
the dead away And those that out of Ithaca had liv'd To Fishermen they gave to carry home And staying on the place though sorely griev'd Amongst themselves they into counsel come Eupeithes Father of Antinous That first of all slain by Ulysses was Spake first and weeping for his Son said thus See how much mischief this man done us has He carried hence our Ships and ablest men And lost them all as one that had design'd Our utter ruine Coming back agen He killed hath those whom he left behind Come then let 's to him quickly lest mean while He should pass over the wide Sea and get Protection at Elis or at Pyle And we so sham'd as we were never yet 'T will be a scorn to our Posterity To let the murder of our Children so Stay unreveng'd and put up cowardly For my part to my Grave I 'd rather go Come quickly then lest we prevented be This said the people for him pity had Then came in Medon who had scaped free And Phemius that scap'd to â—â—and was glad And Medon to th' Assembly spake and said Ulysses of himself could not have done This mighty deed without th' Immortals aid I saw when present I was looking on A God stand by that him encouraged In Mentors shape he plainly did appear And then about the room the Suiters fled And fell before Ulysses in their fear Next him spake Alitherses who alone Saw Fore and Aft. Hear me you men said he Of this great slaughter I accuse can none But ev'n your selves that gave no ear to me Nor yet to Mentor We you counselled The licence of your Children to take down That spent the Substance and dishonoured The Wife of him that was of such renown My counsel therefore to you now is this Not to proceed lest on your selves you bring More mischief yet and of your purpose miss So said he then but little profiting For more than half with alalaes up start And cry aloud To Arms go on proceed But quietly sat still the lesser part That with Eupeithes Judgment disagreed When they had clad themselves in glist'ning brass Without the Town they came to Randezvouze In open field Eupeithes Leader was Seeking revenge where he his life shall lose Then Pallas to her Father came and said O Father King of Kings what do you mean The War shall last between them or be staid To this her Father answer'd her agen Child why d' ye ask me that 't was your request The Suiters for their Insolence should pay Do what you please but yet I think it best When you have done that Peace for ever stay And ever reign Ulysses and his race Which to confirm Oblivion I 'll send Of former Acts the image to deface Then gladly Pallas did from Heaven descend When now Ulysses and his Company Removed had their hunger with good chear Ulysses said Some one go forth and see Whether the Ithacesians be near And then one of the young men standing there Went forth and saw them as he past the Sill And turning back Arm said he they are here And then they all put on their Arms of Steel Ulysses and his Son and Servants four Six Sons of Dolius And the old men Laertes were and Dolius two more Aged they were but necessary then Then arm'd Ulysses leading out they go And Pallas both in person and in voice Resembling Mentor in came to them too Ulysses seeing her did much rejoyce And looking on Telemachus he said Telemachus this Battle will declare Who Courage has who not Be not afraid That you dishonour not your stock beware Father said he you shall see by and by You need not be ashamed of your Son Laertes this discourse heard joyfully And to the Gods cri'd out in passion O ye kind Gods and happy day is this O joy My Son and Grandson are at strife Which of the two the most Courageous is And ready to buy Honour with his life Then Pallas to Laertes said My Friend Son of Arcesius whom the Gods do love With all your force your Spear now from you send But pray first unto Pallas and to Jove He praid and threw his Spear which th'Helmet smot Of old Eupeithes and went into 's head Down dead he fell the Helmet sav'd him not His Armour rattled and his spirit fled And then fell on Ulysses and his Son Upon the foremost both with Sword and Spear And surely had destroy'd them ev'ry one Had not Jove's Daughter Pallas then been there She to the People call'd aloud and said Hold Ithacesians The Quarrel may Without more blood be ended They afraid Of th' Heavenly voice began to run away Ulysses yet not ceased to pursue The Captains of his foes till from above In Thunder Jove his sooty Bolt down threw Then Pallas said Beware offend not Jove And glad was then Ulysses to give o're By Pallas were propounded terms of Peace In Meutor's shape and each part to them swore And thus it was agreed the War should cease FINIS THE CONTENTS LIB I. IN a Council of the Gods Neptune absent Pallas procureth an Order for the restitution of Ulysses And appearing to his Son Telemachus in humane shape adviseth him to complain of the Suiters before the Council of the Lords and then to go to Pylus and Sparta to enquire about his Father LIB II. Telemachus complains in vain and borrowing a Ship goes secretly to Pyle by night And how he was there received LIB III. Nestor entertains him at Pyle and tells him how the Greeks departed from Troy and sends him for further information to Sparta LIB IV. His entertainment at Sparta where Menelaus tells him what befel many of the Greeks in their return that Ulysses was with Calypso in the Islâ— Ogygia as he was told by Proteus LIB V. The Gods in Council command Calypso by Mercury to send away Ulysses on a Raft of Trees and Neptune returning from Aethiopia and seeing him on the Coast of Phaeacia scattered his Raft and how by the help of Ino he swam ashore and slept in a beap of dry leaves till the next day LIB VI. Nausicaa going to a River near that place to wash the Clothes of her Father Mother and Brethren while the Clothes were drying played with her Maids at Ball and Ulysses coming forth is fed and cloath'd and led to the house of her Father King Alcinous where being received the Queen after Supper taking notice of his Garments gave him occasion to relate his Passage thither on the Raft LIB VII Alcinous entertains him and grants him a Convoy and both he and the Lords give him Presents LIB VIII The next days entertainment of Ulysses where he sees them contend in Wrestling and other Exercises and upon provocation took up a greater stone than that which they were throwing and over-threw them all And how the King asked his name his Country and his Adventure LIB IX Ulysses relates first what befel him amongst the Cicones at
the grief is which she doth endure And day and night the tear fall from her eyes Telemachus went in His Father there To give him place did from his Chair arise Sit still said he I 'll find a Seat elsewhere In my own house This man will one provide This said he past unto another Seat To which Eumaeus a Wool-fell appli'd With Rushes under it Then brought in meat Trenchers of meat roasted the day before And in a Basket sets on bread of Wheat And in an Ivy Tankard Wine good store And o're against Ulysses takes his seat Then on the meat prepar'd their hands they laid When Thirst and Hunger nothing more requir'd Telemachus unto Eumaeus said And thus about his new-come Guest enquir'd Father said he I pray you tell me now His own his Fathers and his Countries name And farther I desire you let me know Where are the Mariners that with him came Unto this place And tell me this likewise Where rideth the good ship that brought him to 't For verily I can no way devise How he should come on Horsback or on Foot To this Eumaeus answered agen He says himself that he was born in Creet And seen the Cities has of many men Wandring about For Jove so thought it meet Thesprotian Rats got him aboard their Ship And forced were in Ithaca to land There he found means to give them all the slip So came to mine and from mine to your hand I give him you as you think best to use To this again Telemachus replies That which you say Eumaeus is bid news How to receive him I cannot devise I am too young to save him with my hands If injury be done him by the Wooers And at this time my Mother doubtful stands Whether to stay within my Fathers doors And with the people her good name maintain Or with that Suiter wed and go away That to her shall afford the greatest gain But since the Stranger at your house doth stay I 'll give him Garments a good Coat and Vest A Spear in 's hand and good Shoes to his feet And him convey to what place he thinks best Or if to keep him here you think it meet I 'll hither for him Garments send and food That he no charge be to your Family To set him with the Suiters 't is not good For me nor him they so unruly be He 'll be derided there and I shall grieve But 'gainst so many men what can be done The strength of one man cannot him relieve Ulysses then made answer to his Son O Friend said he it bites my heart to hear What of the Suiters in your house you say How 'gainst your mind they proudly domineer Is it because you willingly give way Or that your people by Divinity Adverse are to you or your Government Or are your Kindred that should stand you by In Quarrel and in Battle discontent O were I young and of the mind I am Or that I were the Great Ulysses Son Or he himself and wandring hither came I 'd have my head out off by any one If I were not reveng'd upon them all And though they were too hard for me alone I 'd rather in my own house fighting fall Than daily see such ugly things there done Strangers abus'd Maids tous'd ill-favourdly And Corn and Wine consumed without end And to no purpose foolishly For why They never shall arrive where they intend Then said Telemachus No word o' th' Gods Hath me deprived of the peoples love Nor any Brother is with me at odds Nor any other cause I know but Jove How many Lords within these Isles do sway Same Dulichium Ithaca and Zant So many Suiters duly every day For Marriage with my Mother my house haunt Whilst she can none put off and will none marry They spend my Corn and Wine and cattle kill And eating here and drinking still they tarry And me perhaps at last they murther will But what they shall do none but God can tell But Father go you to Penelope And let her know I am arrived well And let no other person know but she And after you have told her tarry not Make haste At your return I shall be here For many are they that my death do plot True said Eumaeus but not ill it were To let Laertes know it by the way Who when his grief but for Ulysses was Did oversee his Workmen all the day But since by Sea to Pylus you did pass He neither oversees his Husbandry Nor eats his meat as still he did before But groaning and lamenting wofully Liveâ—â— Telemachus did thus reply The case is hard But grieved though he be Let him alone go not out of your way For first I wish my Father here to see If in my choice to have my wishes lay But pray my Mother thither send a Maid Tâ—â—ell Laertes secretly the news When to him thus Telemachus had said Eumaeus on his feet ti'd on his shooes Ulysses and his Son now left alone Came Pallas to them At the door she stood But by Telemachus she was not known Gods are not known but by whom they think good Ulysses knew her Fair she was and tall And of a grave wise Matron had the look And by the Dogs perceiv'd was For they all Whining and terrifi'd the place forsook A signe t'Ulysses she made with her brow Then he went forth and she unto him spake Son of Laertes wise Ulysses now Your Son with your designe acquainted make And when you have the Suiters fate contrived Go to the City both 'T will not be long Before I at your Combate be arrived And give you my assistance in the throng Then stroakt him over with a wand of Gold And presently his Rags were Cloak and Coat His Cheeks were plump His Beard black to behold To which his goodly locks unlike were not This done the Goddess mounted to the Skies Ulysses to the house again retir'd But from him then his Son turn'd off his eyes So much this alteration he admir'd He thought it was some God and to him said You are some God descended from the Sky Your colour 's better better you arraid Save us Our Gifts shall on your Altar lie And then Ulysses said God I am none What all you with the Gods me to compare For I your Father am whom you bemoan And for whom you have had such pain and care And then embrac'd and kiss'd his Son and wept So that the ground he stood upon was weâ— Though hitherto his eyes he dry had kept But by his Son believ'd he was not yet You 're not says he my Father but some Spright That flatters me into more misery Of mortal men there 's none that has the might To do such things without a Dâ—ity A God indeed can mans decay redeem You were but now an old man ill arrai'd And now like one new come from Heaven seem To this Ulysses answered and said Telemachus be not amaz'd too much Other
Uâ—ysses you shall never see I am the man although my luck be such As after twenty year not known to be The change you see was by Athena wrought That made me what she list for she can do 't A Beggar old or Youth in a fine Coat And handsome Cloak and other Garments to 't For easie 't is for Gods on mortal men To lay on glory and the same displace This said Ulysses sat him down And then Telemachus his Father did embrace And then they bâ—th together wept and sob'd As Eagles or as Vultures when they see Their Nests by Country people spoil'd and rob'd And young ones kiâ—l'd before they fledged be So wept these twâ— and wâ—eping there had staid Perhaps â—nth the closing of the day But that Telâ—…hus t' Ulysses said Father how came you t' Ithaca I pray Where are the Seamen that set you a shore For sure I am you could not come by land In a good Ship sâ—…â—…he I was brought o're From th' Iâ—le Phaeacia and left o' th' Sand. That â—…ple Strangers all that thither come Conâ—oy unto the place where they would be And whâ—n I was dâ—…ous to go home At Ithaca asleep they landed me Enrichâ— with Presents Garments Gold and Brass And in a Cave I hidden have the same And as I by Athâ—… â—…ei'd was The Suiters â—atâ— to weave I hither came Tell me how many now they are That we Consider may if we two and no more Shall be enough to get the Victory Or must we of some else the aid implore O Father said his Son you are renown'd For a good Counsellour and man of might But very hard the thing is you propound That two men should against so many fight They are not only ten or two times ten But many more Their number let me see From out Dulichium two and fifty men And with them lusty Serving-men twice three From Same chosen men come twenty four Twenty from Zant and twelve of Ithaca Medon the Squire a Fidler and what more Two Cooks that of a Feast had learnt the Law 'T will be but ill revenge to fight them all Therefore I think it best to look for aid And some good Neighbour to assist you call To this Ulysses answered and said Consider then and cast it in your mind Whether we two Pallas and Jove to boot Will serve or must we other Succours find Then said his Son O Father that will do 't Those â—riends indeed would serve us very much Immortals against Mortals have great odds Higher they stand and of themselves are such As would too hard be for allâ—th'othâ—r Gods Yes said Ulysses if the Woo'rs and I Come but to Battle once 't will not be long Ere such good aids will have the Victory And make an end of this unruly throng But you Telemachus go early home To morrow morning mingle with the rabble I after you will with Eumaeus come Like to a Beggar old and miserable Where if you see me us'd ill-favour'â—…ly Thrown at or pull'd about the house by th' heels As unconcern'd endure it patiently What pain soever thereby your heâ—rt feels But yet with gentle words you may persuade them For sure I am they will not you obey The Gods Immortal have so stupid made them As on themselves to bring their fatal day But now to what I say attentive be When Pallâ—s shall me prompt I 'll with my head Make you a Signe Assoon as that you see Let th' Arms in thâ— Hall away be carried And say if any Suiterâ—… ask wherefore The fire hath hurt them and they are not now Such as Ulysses left them heretofore When with the Greeks t' Ilium he did go Or say For fear some Quarrel should arise By th' indiscretion of one or other You thought the counsel would not be unwise To take them thence One drawn Sword draws another But two Spears two Swords two Shields keep still To take in hand when we the onset make Jove from mistrust and Pallas keep them will And farther from me this instruction take As I your Father am and you my Son Of my return a word let no man hear Father or Wife or Servant any one To speak of it in company forbear But let 's of the Maid-servants you and I Endeavour what we can to know the mind And your Men-servants also I would try From whom you honour or dishonour find Father then said Telemachus you 'll see I am not lose of tongue But 't is not good The men to question 'T will lost labour be Because without the house they have their food Though there they havock of your substance make Do as you please 'T is a long business Of ev'ry one of them account to take Inform your self of th'womens wickedness I would not willingly go up and down To ev'ry Lodge what there is done to see For our work done theirs will be better known If you with Signes from Jove acquainted be Thus they discours'd The Maâ—iners mean while Had brought into the Haven of the Town The Ship that brought Telemachus from Pyle Then drew it up to land the Sayls pull'd down The Presents unto Clytius they bear And to Penelope a man they sent That of her Sons arrival she might hear And how unto Eumaeus Lodge he went And sent the Ship to put her out of fear Left she should for his absence longer weep Eumaeus was for the same bus'ness there He from his Lodge the other from the Deep He told the Queen th' arrival of her Son And to her Maids the other told the same And when they both their Messages had done Back to Telemachus Eumaeus came At this the Suiters vext lookt down and sad And out o' th' Gates together went where they Amongst themselves a consultation had And to them thus Eurylochus 'gan say 'T is very strange Telemachus is come We thought he never should return agen But since 't is so to call our Fellows home Let 's hire and man a Boat with Fishermen His words scarce out Amphinomus comes near And turning towards th' Haven them espi'd Furling their Sails and laughing said Thâ—… are here You need not any Messenger provide Some God sure told him of them or else they Saw the ship coming by but were too slow To overtake her This said they away Down to the waters side together go And up unto the land the ship they hale Their Servants what was in her bear away And then to consultation they sall Nor with them suffer'd any else to stay To them Antinous began and said The Gods Telemachus have strangely kept Our Scouâ—s from Morn to Night o' th' Mountains staid Nor on the land by night we ever slept But rowed up and down until 't was day We thought he could not scape in any wise And yet some Daemon brought him has away Come let us how to kill him here devise For whilst he lives our work will not be done Crafty he is and can his purpose hide