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to a servant； 〃Take this piece of pork over to Demodocus and tell
him to eat it； for all the pain his lays may cause me I will salute
him none the less； bards are honoured and respected throughout the
world； for the muse teaches them their songs and loves them。〃
The servant carried the pork in his fingers over to Demodocus； who
took it and was very much pleased。 They then laid their hands on the
good things that were before them； and as soon as they had had to
eat and drink； Ulysses said to Demodocus； 〃Demodocus； there is no
one in the world whom I admire more than I do you。 You must have
studied under the Muse； Jove's daughter； and under Apollo； so
accurately do you sing the return of the Achaeans with all their
sufferings and adventures。 If you were not there yourself； you must
have heard it all from some one who was。 Now； however； change your
song and tell us of the wooden horse which Epeus made with the
assistance of Minerva； and which Ulysses got by stratagem into the
fort of Troy after freighting it with the men who afterwards sacked
the city。 If you will sing this tale aright I will tell all the
world how magnificently heaven has endowed you。〃
The bard inspired of heaven took up the story at the point where
some of the Argives set fire to their tents and sailed away while
others； hidden within the horse； were waiting with Ulysses in the
Trojan place of assembly。 For the Trojans themselves had drawn the
horse into their fortress； and it stood there while they sat in
council round it； and were in three minds as to what they should do。
Some were for breaking it up then and there； others would have it
dragged to the top of the rock on which the fortress stood； and then
thrown down the precipice； while yet others were for letting it remain
as an offering and propitiation for the gods。 And this was how they
settled it in the end； for the city was doomed when it took in that
horse； within which were all the bravest of the Argives waiting to
bring death and destruction on the Trojans。 Anon he sang how the
sons of the Achaeans issued from the horse； and sacked the town；
breaking out from their ambuscade。 He sang how they over ran the
city hither and thither and ravaged it； and how Ulysses went raging
like Mars along with Menelaus to the house of Deiphobus。 It was
there that the fight raged most furiously； nevertheless by Minerva's
help he was victorious。
All this he told； but Ulysses was overcome as he heard him； and
his cheeks were wet with tears。 He wept as a woman weeps when she
throws herself on the body of her husband who has fallen before his
own city and people； fighting bravely in defence of his home and
children。 She screams aloud and flings her arms about him as he lies
gasping for breath and dying； but her enemies beat her from behind
about the back and shoulders； and carry her off into slavery； to a
life of labour and sorrow； and the beauty fades from her cheeks…
even so piteously did Ulysses weep； but none of those present
perceived his tears except Alcinous； who was sitting near him； and
could hear the sobs and sighs that he was heaving。 The king；
therefore； at once rose and said：
〃Aldermen and town councillors of the Phaeacians； let Demodocus
cease his song； for there are those present who do not seem to like
it。 From the moment that we had done supper and Demodocus began to
sing； our guest has been all the time groaning and lamenting。 He is
evidently in great trouble； so let the bard leave off； that we may all
enjoy ourselves； hosts and guest alike。 This will be much more as it
should be； for all these festivities； with the escort and the presents
that we are making with so much good will； are wholly in his honour；
and any one with even a moderate amount of right feeling knows that he
ought to treat a guest and a suppliant as though he were his own
brother。
〃Therefore； Sir； do you on your part affect no more concealment
nor reserve in the matter about which I shall ask you； it will be more
polite in you to give me a plain answer； tell me the name by which
your father and mother over yonder used to call you； and by which
you were known among your neighbours and fellow…citizens。 There is
no one； neither rich nor poor； who is absolutely without any name
whatever； for people's fathers and mothers give them names as soon
as they are born。 Tell me also your country； nation； and city； that
our ships may shape their purpose accordingly and take you there。
For the Phaeacians have no pilots； their vessels have no rudders as
those of other nations have； but the ships themselves understand
what it is that we are thinking about and want； they know all the
cities and countries in the whole world； and can traverse the sea just
as well even when it is covered with mist and cloud； so that there
is no danger of being wrecked or coming to any harm。 Still I do
remember hearing my father say that Neptune was angry with us for
being too easy…going in the matter of giving people escorts。 He said
that one of these days he should wreck a ship of ours as it was
returning from having escorted some one； and bury our city under a
high mountain。 This is what my used to say； but whether the god will
carry out his threat or no is a matter which he will decide for
himself。
〃And now； tell me and tell me true。 Where have you been wandering；
and in what countries have you travelled？ Tell us of the peoples
themselves； and of their cities… who were hostile； savage and
uncivilized； and who； on the other hand； hospitable and humane。 Tell
us also why you are made unhappy on hearing about the return of the
Argive Danaans from Troy。 The gods arranged all this； and sent them
their misfortunes in order that future generations might have
something to sing about。 Did you lose some brave kinsman of your
wife's when you were before Troy？ a son…in…law or father…in…law… which
are the nearest relations a man has outside his own flesh and blood？
or was it some brave and kindly…natured comrade… for a good friend
is as dear to a man as his own brother？〃
BOOK IX。
AND ULYSSES answered； 〃King Alcinous； it is a good thing to hear a
bard with such a divine voice as this man has。 There is nothing better
or more delightful than when a whole people make merry together；
with the guests sitting orderly to listen； while the table is loaded
with bread and meats； and the cup…bearer draws wine and fills his
cup for every man。 This is indeed as fair a sight as a man can see。
Now； however； since you are inclined to ask the story of my sorrows；
and rekindle my own sad memories in respect of them； I do not know how
to begin； nor yet how to continue and conclude my tale； for the hand
of heaven has been laid heavily upon me。
〃Firstly； then； I will tell you my name that you too may know it；
and one day； if I outlive this time of sorrow； may become my there
guests though I live so far away from all of you。 I am Ulysses son
of Laertes； reknowned among mankind for all manner of subtlety； so
that my fame ascends to heaven。 I live in Ithaca； where there is a
high mountain called Neritum； covered with forests； and not far from
it there is a group of islands very near to one another… Dulichium；
Same； and the wooded island of Zacynthus。 It lies squat on the
horizon； all highest up in the sea towards the sunset； while the
others lie away from it towards dawn。 It is a rugged island； but it
breeds brave men； and my eyes know none that they better love to
look upon。 The goddess Calypso kept me with her in her cave； and
wanted me to marry her； as did also the cunning Aeaean goddess
Circe； but they could neither of them persuade me； for there is
nothing dearer to a man than his own country and his parents； and
however splendid a home he may have in a foreign country； if it be far
from father or mother； he does not care about it。 Now； however； I will
tell you of the many hazardous adventures which by Jove's will I met
with on my return from Troy。
〃When I had set sail thence the wind took me first to Ismarus； which
is the city of the Cicons。 There I sacked the town and put the
people to the sword。 We took their wives and also much booty； which