Meanwhile Cyllenian Hermes called forth the spirits of the wooers. He held in his hands his wand, a fair wand of gold, wherewith he lulls to sleep the eyes of whom he will, while others again he wakens even out of slumber;
Ἑρμῆς δὲ ψυχὰς Κυλλήνιος ἐξεκαλεῖτοἀνδρῶν μνηστήρων· ἔχε δὲ ῥάβδον μετὰ χερσὶνκαλὴν χρυσείην, τῇ τʼ ἀνδρῶν ὄμματα θέλγειὧν ἐθέλει, τοὺς δʼ αὖτε καὶ ὑπνώοντας ἐγείρει·
with this he roused and led the spirits, and they followed gibbering. And as in the innermost recess of a wondrous cave bats flit about gibbering, when one has fallen from off the rock from the chain in which they cling to one another, so these went with him gibbering, and Hermes, the Helper, led them down the dank ways. Past the streams of Oceanus they went, past the rock Leucas, past the gates of the sun and the land of dreams, and quickly came to the mead of asphodel, where the spirits dwell, phantoms of men who have done with toils.
τῇ ῥʼ ἄγε κινήσας, ταὶ δὲ τρίζουσαι ἕποντο.ὡς δʼ ὅτε νυκτερίδες μυχῷ ἄντρου θεσπεσίοιοτρίζουσαι ποτέονται, ἐπεί κέ τις ἀποπέσῃσινὁρμαθοῦ ἐκ πέτρης, ἀνά τʼ ἀλλήλῃσιν ἔχονται,ὣς αἱ τετριγυῖαι ἅμʼ ἤϊσαν· ἦρχε δʼ ἄρα σφινἙρμείας ἀκάκητα κατʼ εὐρώεντα κέλευθα.πὰρ δʼ ἴσαν Ὠκεανοῦ τε ῥοὰς καὶ Λευκάδα πέτρην,ἠδὲ παρʼ Ἠελίοιο πύλας καὶ δῆμον ὀνείρωνἤϊσαν· αἶψα δʼ ἵκοντο κατʼ ἀσφοδελὸν λειμῶνα,ἔνθα τε ναίουσι ψυχαί, εἴδωλα καμόντων.
Here they found the spirit of Achilles, son of Peleus, and those of Patroclus, of peerless Antilochus, and of Aias, who in comeliness and form was the goodliest of all the Danaans after the peerless son of Peleus. So these were thronging about Achilles, and near to them drew the spirit of Agamemnon, son of Atreus, sorrowing; and round about him others were gathered, the spirits of all those who were slain with him in the house of Aegisthus, and met their fate. And the spirit of the son of Peleus was first to address him, saying: “Son of Atreus, we deemed that thou above all other heroes wast all thy days dear to Zeus, who hurls the thunderbolt, because thou wast lord over many mighty men in the land of the Trojans, where we Achaeans suffered woes. But verily on thee too was deadly doom to come all too early, the doom that not one avoids of those who are born.
εὗρον δὲ ψυχὴν Πηληϊάδεω Ἀχιλῆοςκαὶ Πατροκλῆος καὶ ἀμύμονος ἈντιλόχοιοΑἴαντός θʼ, ὃς ἄριστος ἔην εἶδός τε δέμας τετῶν ἄλλων Δαναῶν μετʼ ἀμύμονα Πηλεΐωνα.ὣς οἱ μὲν περὶ κεῖνον ὁμίλεον· ἀγχίμολον δὲἤλυθʼ ἔπι ψυχὴ Ἀγαμέμνονος Ἀτρεΐδαοἀχνυμένη· περὶ δʼ ἄλλαι ἀγηγέραθʼ, ὅσσαι ἅμʼ αὐτῷοἴκῳ ἐν Αἰγίσθοιο θάνον καὶ πότμον ἐπέσπον.τὸν προτέρη ψυχὴ προσεφώνεε Πηλεΐωνος·Ἀτρεΐδη, περὶ μέν σʼ ἔφαμεν Διὶ τερπικεραύνῳἀνδρῶν ἡρώων φίλον ἔμμεναι ἤματα πάντα,οὕνεκα πολλοῖσίν τε καὶ ἰφθίμοισιν ἄνασσεςδήμῳ ἔνι Τρώων, ὅθι πάσχομεν ἄλγεʼ Ἀχαιοί.ἦ τʼ ἄρα καὶ σοὶ πρῶϊ παραστήσεσθαι ἔμελλενμοῖρʼ ὀλοή, τὴν οὔ τις ἀλεύεται ὅς κε γένηται.
Ah, would that in the pride of that honor of which thou wast master thou hadst met death and fate in the land of the Trojans. Then would the whole host of the Achaeans have made thee a tomb, and for thy son too wouldst thou have won great glory in days to come; but now, as it seems, it has been decreed that thou shouldst be cut off by a most piteous death.”
ὡς ὄφελες τιμῆς ἀπονήμενος, ἧς περ ἄνασσες,δήμῳ ἔνι Τρώων θάνατον καὶ πότμον ἐπισπεῖν·τῷ κέν τοι τύμβον μὲν ἐποίησαν Παναχαιοί,ἠδέ κε καὶ σῷ παιδὶ μέγα κλέος ἤραʼ ὀπίσσω·νῦν δʼ ἄρα σʼ οἰκτίστῳ θανάτῳ εἵμαρτο ἁλῶναι.
Then the spirit of the son of Atreus answered him: “Fortunate son of Peleus, godlike Achilles, that wast slain in the land of Troy far from Argos, and about thee others fell, the best of the sons of the Trojans and Achaeans, fighting for thy body; and thou in the whirl of dust didst lie mighty in thy mightiness, forgetful of thy horsemanship. We on our part strove the whole day long, nor should we ever have stayed from the fight, had not Zeus stayed us with a storm. But after we had borne thee to the ships from out the fight, we laid thee on a bier, and cleansed thy fair flesh with warm water and with ointment, and many hot tears did the Danaans shed around thee, and they shore their hair. And thy mother came forth from the sea with the immortal sea-nymphs, when she heard the tidings, and a wondrous cry arose over the deep, and thereat trembling laid hold of all the Achaeans.
τὸν δʼ αὖτε ψυχὴ προσεφώνεεν Ἀτρείδαο·ὄλβιε Πηλέος υἱέ, θεοῖς ἐπιείκελʼ Ἀχιλλεῦ,ὃς θάνες ἐν Τροίῃ ἑκὰς Ἄργεος· ἀμφὶ δέ σʼ ἄλλοικτείνοντο Τρώων καὶ Ἀχαιῶν υἷες ἄριστοι,μαρνάμενοι περὶ σεῖο· σὺ δʼ ἐν στροφάλιγγι κονίηςκεῖσο μέγας μεγαλωστί, λελασμένος ἱπποσυνάων.ἡμεῖς δὲ πρόπαν ἦμαρ ἐμαρνάμεθʼ· οὐδέ κε πάμπανπαυσάμεθα πτολέμου, εἰ μὴ Ζεὺς λαίλαπι παῦσεν.αὐτὰρ ἐπεί σʼ ἐπὶ νῆας ἐνείκαμεν ἐκ πολέμοιο,κάτθεμεν ἐν λεχέεσσι, καθήραντες χρόα καλὸνὕδατί τε λιαρῷ καὶ ἀλείφατι· πολλὰ δέ σʼ ἀμφὶδάκρυα θερμὰ χέον Δαναοὶ κείροντό τε χαίτας.μήτηρ δʼ ἐξ ἁλὸς ἦλθε σὺν ἀθανάτῃς ἁλίῃσινἀγγελίης ἀΐουσα· βοὴ δʼ ἐπὶ πόντον ὀρώρειθεσπεσίη, ὑπὸ δὲ τρόμος ἔλλαβε πάντας Ἀχαιούς·
Then would they all have sprung up and rushed to the hollow ships, had not a man, wise in the wisdom of old, stayed them, even Nestor, whose counsel had before appeared the best. He with good intent addressed their assembly, and said: “‘Hold, ye Argives; flee not, Achaean youths.
καί νύ κʼ ἀναΐξαντες ἔβαν κοίλας ἐπὶ νῆας,εἰ μὴ ἀνὴρ κατέρυκε παλαιά τε πολλά τε εἰδώς,Νέστωρ, οὗ καὶ πρόσθεν ἀρίστη φαίνετο βουλή·ὅ σφιν ἐϋφρονέων ἀγορήσατο καὶ μετέειπεν·ἴσχεσθʼ, Ἀργεῖοι, μὴ φεύγετε, κοῦροι Ἀχαιῶν·
'Tis his mother who comes here forth from the sea with the immortal sea-nymphs to look upon the face of her dead son.’ “So he spoke, and the great-hearted Achaeans ceased from their flight. Then around thee stood the daughters of the old man of the sea wailing piteously, and they clothed thee about with immortal raiment.
μήτηρ ἐξ ἁλὸς ἥδε σὺν ἀθανάτῃς ἁλίῃσινἔρχεται, οὗ παιδὸς τεθνηότος ἀντιόωσα.ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἔσχοντο φόβου μεγάθυμοι Ἀχαιοί·ἀμφὶ δέ σʼ ἔστησαν κοῦραι ἁλίοιο γέροντοςοἴκτρʼ ὀλοφυρόμεναι, περὶ δʼ ἄμβροτα εἵματα ἕσσαν.
And the Muses, nine in all, replying to one another with sweet voices, led the dirge. There couldst thou not have seen an Argive but was in tears, so deeply did the clear-toned Muse move their hearts. Thus for seventeen days alike by night and day did we bewail thee, immortal gods and mortal men, and on the eighteenth we gave thee to the fire, and many well-fatted sheep we slew around thee and sleek kine. So thou wast burned in the raiment of the gods and in abundance of unguents and sweet honey; and many Achaean warriors moved in their armour about the pyre, when thou wast burning, both footmen and charioteers, and a great din arose. But when the flame of Hephaestus had made an end of thee, in the morning we gathered thy white bones, Achilles, and laid them in unmixed wine and unguents. Thy mother had given a two-handled, golden urn, and said that it was the gift of Dionysus, and the handiwork of famed Hephaestus. In this lie thy white bones, glorious Achilles, and mingled with them the bones of the dead Patroclus, son of Menoetius, but apart lie those of Antilochus, whom thou didst honor above all the rest of thy comrades after the dead Patroclus.
Μοῦσαι δʼ ἐννέα πᾶσαι ἀμειβόμεναι ὀπὶ καλῇθρήνεον· ἔνθα κεν οὔ τινʼ ἀδάκρυτόν γʼ ἐνόησαςἈργείων· τοῖον γὰρ ὑπώρορε Μοῦσα λίγεια.ἑπτὰ δὲ καὶ δέκα μέν σε ὁμῶς νύκτας τε καὶ ἦμαρκλαίομεν ἀθάνατοί τε θεοὶ θνητοί τʼ ἄνθρωποι·ὀκτωκαιδεκάτῃ δʼ ἔδομεν πυρί, πολλὰ δέ σʼ ἀμφὶμῆλα κατεκτάνομεν μάλα πίονα καὶ ἕλικας βοῦς.καίεο δʼ ἔν τʼ ἐσθῆτι θεῶν καὶ ἀλείφατι πολλῷκαὶ μέλιτι γλυκερῷ· πολλοὶ δʼ ἥρωες Ἀχαιοὶτεύχεσιν ἐρρώσαντο πυρὴν πέρι καιομένοιο,πεζοί θʼ ἱππῆές τε· πολὺς δʼ ὀρυμαγδὸς ὀρώρειαὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ δή σε φλὸξ ἤνυσεν Ἡφαίστοιο,ἠῶθεν δή τοι λέγομεν λεύκʼ ὀστέʼ, Ἀχιλλεῦ,οἴνῳ ἐν ἀκρήτῳ καὶ ἀλείφατι· δῶκε δὲ μήτηρχρύσεον ἀμφιφορῆα· Διωνύσοιο δὲ δῶρονφάσκʼ ἔμεναι, ἔργον δὲ περικλυτοῦ Ἡφαίστοιο.ἐν τῷ τοι κεῖται λεύκʼ ὀστέα, φαίδιμʼ Ἀχιλλεῦ,μίγδα δὲ Πατρόκλοιο Μενοιτιάδαο θανόντος,χωρὶς δʼ Ἀντιλόχοιο, τὸν ἔξοχα τῖες ἁπάντωντῶν ἄλλων ἑτάρων, μετὰ Πάτροκλόν γε θανόντα.
And over them we heaped up a great and goodly tomb, we the mighty host of Argive spearmen, on a projecting headland by the broad Hellespont, that it might be seen from far over the sea both by men that now are and that shall be born hereafter.
ἀμφʼ αὐτοῖσι δʼ ἔπειτα μέγαν καὶ ἀμύμονα τύμβονχεύαμεν Ἀργείων ἱερὸς στρατὸς αἰχμητάωνἀκτῇ ἔπι προὐχούσῃ, ἐπὶ πλατεῖ Ἑλλησπόντῳ,ὥς κεν τηλεφανὴς ἐκ ποντόφιν ἀνδράσιν εἴητοῖς οἳ νῦν γεγάασι καὶ οἳ μετόπισθεν ἔσονται.
But thy mother asked of the gods beautiful prizes, and set them in the midst of the list for the chiefs of the Achaeans. Ere now hast thou been present at the funeral games of many men that were warriors, when at the death of a king the young men gird themselves and make ready the contests, but hadst thou seen that sight thou wouldst most have marvelled at heart, such beautiful prizes did the goddess, silver-footed Thetis, set there in thy honor; for very dear wast thou to the gods. Thus not even in death didst thou lose thy name, but ever shalt thou have fair renown among all men, Achilles. But, as for me, what pleasure have I now in this, that I wound up the skein of war? For on my return Zeus devised for me a woeful doom at the hands of Aegisthus and my accursed wife.” Thus they spoke to one another, but the messenger, Argeiphontes, drew near, leading down the spirits of the wooers slain by Odysseus; and the two, seized with wonder, went straight toward them when they beheld them. And the spirit of Agamemnon, son of Atreus, recognized the dear son of Melaneus, glorious Amphimedon, who had been his host, dwelling in Ithaca.
μήτηρ δʼ αἰτήσασα θεοὺς περικαλλέʼ ἄεθλαθῆκε μέσῳ ἐν ἀγῶνι ἀριστήεσσιν Ἀχαιῶν.ἤδη μὲν πολέων τάφῳ ἀνδρῶν ἀντεβόλησαςἡρώων, ὅτε κέν ποτʼ ἀποφθιμένου βασιλῆοςζώννυνταί τε νέοι καὶ ἐπεντύνονται ἄεθλα·ἀλλά κε κεῖνα μάλιστα ἰδὼν θηήσαο θυμῷ,οἷʼ ἐπὶ σοὶ κατέθηκε θεὰ περικαλλέʼ ἄεθλα,ἀργυρόπεζα Θέτις· μάλα γὰρ φίλος ἦσθα θεοῖσιν.ὣς σὺ μὲν οὐδὲ θανὼν ὄνομʼ ὤλεσας, ἀλλά τοι αἰεὶπάντας ἐπʼ ἀνθρώπους κλέος ἔσσεται ἐσθλόν, Ἀχιλλεῦ,αὐτὰρ ἐμοὶ τί τόδʼ ἦδος, ἐπεὶ πόλεμον τολύπευσα;ἐν νόστῳ γάρ μοι Ζεὺς μήσατο λυγρὸν ὄλεθρονΑἰγίσθου ὑπὸ χερσὶ καὶ οὐλομένης ἀλόχοιο.ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,ἀγχίμολον δέ σφʼ ἦλθε διάκτορος ἀργεϊφόντης,ψυχὰς μνηστήρων κατάγων Ὀδυσῆϊ δαμέντων,τὼ δʼ ἄρα θαμβήσαντʼ ἰθὺς κίον, ὡς ἐσιδέσθην.ἔγνω δὲ ψυχὴ Ἀγαμέμνονος Ἀτρεΐδαοπαῖδα φίλον Μελανῆος, ἀγακλυτὸν Ἀμφιμέδοντα·ξεῖνος γάρ οἱ ἔην Ἰθάκῃ ἔνι οἰκία ναίων.
Then the spirit of the son of Atreus spoke first to him and said “Amphimedon, what has befallen you that ye have come down beneath the dark earth, all of you picked men and of like age? One would make no other choice, were one to pick the best men in a city. Did Poseidon smite you on board your ships, when he had roused cruel winds and long waves? Or did foemen work you harm on the land, while you were cutting off their cattle and fair flocks of sheep, or while they fought in defence of their city and their women? Tell me what I ask; for I declare that I am a friend of thy house.
τὸν προτέρη ψυχὴ προσεφώνεεν Ἀτρεΐδαο·Ἀμφίμεδον, τί παθόντες ἐρεμνὴν γαῖαν ἔδυτεπάντες κεκριμένοι καὶ ὁμήλικες; οὐδέ κεν ἄλλωςκρινάμενος λέξαιτο κατὰ πτόλιν ἄνδρας ἀρίστους.ἦ ὔμμʼ ἐν νήεσσι Ποσειδάων ἐδάμασσεν,ὄρσας ἀργαλέους ἀνέμους καὶ κύματα μακρά;ἦ που ἀνάρσιοι ἄνδρες ἐδηλήσαντʼ ἐπὶ χέρσουβοῦς περιταμνομένους ἠδʼ οἰῶν πώεα καλά,ἠὲ περὶ πτόλιος μαχεούμενοι ἠδὲ γυναικῶν;εἰπέ μοι εἰρομένῳ· ξεῖνος δέ τοι εὔχομαι εἶναι.
Dost thou not remember when I came thither to your house with godlike Menelaus to urge Odysseus to go with us to Ilios on the benched ships? A full month it took us to cross all the wide sea, for hardly could we win to our will Odysseus, the sacker of cities.”
ἦ οὐ μέμνῃ ὅτε κεῖσε κατήλυθον ὑμέτερον δῶ,ὀτρυνέων Ὀδυσῆα σὺν ἀντιθέῳ ΜενελάῳἼλιον εἰς ἅμʼ ἕπεσθαι ἐϋσσέλμων ἐπὶ νηῶν;μηνὶ δʼ ἄρʼ οὔλῳ πάντα περήσαμεν εὐρέα πόντον,σπουδῇ παρπεπιθόντες Ὀδυσσῆα πτολίπορθον.
Then the spirit of Amphimedon answered him, and said: “Most glorious son of Atreus, king of men, Agamemnon, I remember all these things, O thou fostered of Zeus, even as thou dost tell them; and on my part I will frankly tell thee all the truth, how for us an evil end of death was wrought.
τὸν δʼ αὖτε ψυχὴ προσεφώνεεν Ἀμφιμέδοντος·Ἀτρεΐδη κύδιστε, ἄναξ ἀνδρῶν Ἀγάμεμνον,μέμνημαι τάδε πάντα, διοτρεφές, ὡς ἀγορεύεις·σοὶ δʼ ἐγὼ εὖ μάλα πάντα καὶ ἀτρεκέως καταλέξω,ἡμετέρου θανάτοιο κακὸν τέλος, οἷον ἐτύχθη.
We wooed the wife of Odysseus, that had long been gone, and she neither refused the hateful marriage, nor would she ever make an end, devising for us death and black fate. Nay, she contrived in her heart this guileful thing also: she set up in her halls a great web, and fell to weaving— fine of thread was the web and very wide; and straightway she spoke among us: “‘Young men, my wooers, since goodly Odysseus is dead, be patient, though eager for my marriage, until I finish this robe—I would not that my spinning should come to naught—a shroud for the lord Laertes against the time when the fell fate of grievous death shall strike him down; lest any of the Achaean women in the land should be wroth at me, if he were to lie without a shroud, who had won great possessions.’ “So she spoke, and our proud hearts consented. Then day by day she would weave at the great web, but by night would unravel it, when she had let place torches by her. Thus for three years she by her craft kept the Achaeans from knowing, and beguiled them; but when the fourth year came, as the seasons rolled on, as the months waned and many days were brought in their course, even then one of her women who knew all, told us, and we caught her unravelling the splendid web. So she finished it against her will perforce. “Now when she had shewn us the robe, after weaving the great web and washing it, and it shone like the sun or the moon, then it was that some cruel god brought Odysseus from somewhere to the border of the land, where the swineherd dwelt. Thither too came the dear son of divine Odysseus on his return from sandy Pylos in his black ship, and these two, when they had planned an evil death for the wooers, came to the famous city, Odysseus verily later, but Telemachus led the way before him. Now the swineherd brought his master, clad in mean raiment, in the likeness of a woeful and aged beggar, leaning on a staff, and miserable was the raiment that he wore about his body; and not one of us could know that it was he, when he appeared so suddenly, no, not even those that were older men, but we assailed him with evil words and with missiles. Howbeit he with steadfast heart endured for a time to be pelted and taunted in his own halls; but when at last the will of Zeus, who bears the aegis, roused him, with the help of Telemachus he took all the beautiful arms and laid them away in the store-room and made fast the bolts. Then in his great cunning he bade his wife set before the wooers his bow and the grey iron to be a contest for us ill-fated men and the beginning of death.
μνώμεθʼ Ὀδυσσῆος δὴν οἰχομένοιο δάμαρτα·ἡ δʼ οὔτʼ ἠρνεῖτο στυγερὸν γάμον οὔτʼ ἐτελεύτα,ἡμῖν φραζομένη θάνατον καὶ κῆρα μέλαιναν,ἀλλὰ δόλον τόνδʼ ἄλλον ἐνὶ φρεσὶ μερμήριξε·στησαμένη μέγαν ἱστὸν ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ὕφαινε,λεπτὸν καὶ περίμετρον· ἄφαρ δʼ ἡμῖν μετέειπε·κοῦροι ἐμοὶ μνηστῆρες, ἐπεὶ θάνε δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,μίμνετʼ ἐπειγόμενοι τὸν ἐμὸν γάμον, εἰς ὅ κε φᾶροςἐκτελέσω, μή μοι μεταμώνια νήματʼ ὄληται,Λαέρτῃ ἥρωϊ ταφήϊον, εἰς ὅτε κέν μινμοῖρʼ ὀλοὴ καθέλῃσι τανηλεγέος θανάτοιο,μή τίς μοι κατὰ δῆμον Ἀχαιϊάδων νεμεσήσῃ,αἴ κεν ἄτερ σπείρου κεῖται πολλὰ κτεατίσσας.ὣς ἔφαθʼ, ἡμῖν δʼ αὖτʼ ἐπεπείθετο θυμὸς ἀγήνωρ.ἔνθα καὶ ἠματίη μὲν ὑφαίνεσκεν μέγαν ἱστόν,νύκτας δʼ ἀλλύεσκεν, ἐπεὶ δαΐδας παραθεῖτο.ὣς τρίετες μὲν ἔληθε δόλῳ καὶ ἔπειθεν Ἀχαιούς·ἀλλʼ ὅτε τέτρατον ἦλθεν ἔτος καὶ ἐπήλυθον ὧραι,μηνῶν φθινόντων, περὶ δʼ ἤματα πόλλʼ ἐτελέσθη,καὶ τότε δή τις ἔειπε γυναικῶν, ἣ σάφα ᾔδη,καὶ τήν γʼ ἀλλύουσαν ἐφεύρομεν ἀγλαὸν ἱστόν.ὣς τὸ μὲν ἐξετέλεσσε καὶ οὐκ ἐθέλουσʼ, ὑπʼ ἀνάγκης.εὖθʼ ἡ φᾶρος ἔδειξεν, ὑφήνασα μέγαν ἱστόν,πλύνασʼ, ἠελίῳ ἐναλίγκιον ἠὲ σελήνῃ,καὶ τότε δή ῥʼ Ὀδυσῆα κακός ποθεν ἤγαγε δαίμωνἀγροῦ ἐπʼ ἐσχατιήν, ὅθι δώματα ναῖε συβώτης.ἔνθʼ ἦλθεν φίλος υἱὸς Ὀδυσσῆος θείοιο,ἐκ Πύλου ἠμαθόεντος ἰὼν σὺν νηῒ μελαίνῃ·τὼ δὲ μνηστῆρσιν θάνατον κακὸν ἀρτύναντεἵκοντο προτὶ ἄστυ περικλυτόν, ἦ τοι Ὀδυσσεὺςὕστερος, αὐτὰρ Τηλέμαχος πρόσθʼ ἡγεμόνευε.τὸν δὲ συβώτης ἦγε κακὰ χροῒ εἵματʼ ἔχοντα,πτωχῷ λευγαλέῳ ἐναλίγκιον ἠδὲ γέροντισκηπτόμενον· τὰ δὲ λυγρὰ περὶ χροῒ εἵματα ἕστο·οὐδέ τις ἡμείων δύνατο γνῶναι τὸν ἐόνταἐξαπίνης προφανέντʼ, οὐδʼ οἳ προγενέστεροι ἦσαν,ἀλλʼ ἔπεσίν τε κακοῖσιν ἐνίσσομεν ἠδὲ βολῇσιν.αὐτὰρ ὁ τῆος ἐτόλμα ἐνὶ μεγάροισιν ἑοῖσιβαλλόμενος καὶ ἐνισσόμενος τετληότι θυμῷ·ἀλλʼ ὅτε δή μιν ἔγειρε Διὸς νοός αἰγιόχοιο,σὺν μὲν Τηλεμάχῳ περικαλλέα τεύχεʼ ἀείραςἐς θάλαμον κατέθηκε καὶ ἐκλήϊσεν ὀχῆας,αὐτὰρ ὁ ἣν ἄλοχον πολυκερδείῃσιν ἄνωγετόξον μνηστήρεσσι θέμεν πολιόν τε σίδηρον,ἡμῖν αἰνομόροισιν ἀέθλια καὶ φόνου ἀρχήν.
And no man of us was able to stretch the string of the mighty bow; nay, we fell far short of that strength. But when the great bow came to the hands of Odysseus, then we all cried out aloud not to give him the bow, how much soever he might speak;
οὐδέ τις ἡμείων δύνατο κρατεροῖο βιοῖονευρὴν ἐντανύσαι, πολλὸν δʼ ἐπιδευέες ἦμεν.ἀλλʼ ὅτε χεῖρας ἵκανεν Ὀδυσσῆος μέγα τόξον,ἔνθʼ ἡμεῖς μὲν πάντες ὁμοκλέομεν ἐπέεσσιτόξον μὴ δόμεναι, μηδʼ εἰ μάλα πολλʼ ἀγορεύοι·
but Telemachus alone urged him on, and bade him take it. Then he took the bow in his hand, the much-enduring, goodly Odysseus, and with ease did he string it and send an arrow through the iron. Then he went and stood on the threshold, and poured out the swift arrows, glaring about him terribly, and smote king Antinous.
Τηλέμαχος δέ μιν οἶος ἐποτρύνων ἐκέλευσεν.αὐτὰρ ὁ δέξατο χειρὶ πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς,ῥηϊδίως δʼ ἐτάνυσσε βιόν, διὰ δʼ ἧκε σιδήρου,στῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ἐπʼ οὐδὸν ἰών, ταχέας δʼ ἐκχεύατʼ ὀϊστοὺςδεινὸν παπταίνων, βάλε δʼ Ἀντίνοον βασιλῆα.
And thereafter upon the others he with sure aim let fly his shafts, fraught with groanings, and the men fell thick and fast. Then was it known that some god was their helper; for straightway rushing on through the halls in their fury they slew men left and right, and therefrom rose hideous groaning, as heads were smitten, and all the floor swam with blood. Thus we perished, Agamemnon, and even now our bodies still lie uncared-for in the halls of Odysseus; for our friends in each man's home know naught as yet—our friends who might wash the black blood from our wounds and lay our bodies out with wailing; for that is the due of the dead.” Then the spirit of the son of Atreus answered him: “Happy son of Laertes, Odysseus of many devices, of a truth full of all excellence was the wife thou didst win, so good of understanding was peerless Penelope, daughter of Icarius, in that she was loyally mindful of Odysseus, her wedded husband. Therefore the fame of her virtue shall never perish, but the immortals shall make among men on earth a pleasant song in honor of constant Penelope. Not on this wise did the daughter of Tyndareus devise evil deeds and slay her wedded husband, and hateful shall the song regarding her be among men, and evil repute doth she bring upon all womankind, even upon her that doeth uprightly.” Thus the two spoke to one another, as they stood in the house of Hades beneath the depths of the earth.
αὐτὰρ ἔπειτʼ ἄλλοις ἐφίει βέλεα στονόεντα,ἄντα τιτυσκόμενος· τοὶ δʼ ἀγχιστῖνοι ἔπιπτον.γνωτὸν δʼ ἦν ὅ ῥά τίς σφι θεῶν ἐπιτάρροθος ἦεν·αὐτίκα γὰρ κατὰ δώματʼ ἐπισπόμενοι μένεϊ σφῷκτεῖνον ἐπιστροφάδην, τῶν δὲ στόνος ὤρνυτʼ ἀεικὴςκράτων τυπτομένων, δάπεδον δʼ ἅπαν αἵματι θῦεν.ὣς ἡμεῖς, Ἀγάμεμνον, ἀπωλόμεθʼ, ὧν ἔτι καὶ νῦνσώματʼ ἀκηδέα κεῖται ἐνὶ μεγάροις Ὀδυσῆος·οὐ γάρ πω ἴσασι φίλοι κατὰ δώμαθʼ ἑκάστου,οἵ κʼ ἀπονίψαντες μέλανα βρότον ἐξ ὠτειλέωνκατθέμενοι γοάοιεν· ὃ γὰρ γέρας ἐστὶ θανόντων.τὸν δʼ αὖτε ψυχὴ προσεφώνεεν Ἀτρεΐδαο·ὄλβιε Λαέρταο πάϊ, πολυμήχανʼ Ὀδυσσεῦ,ἦ ἄρα σὺν μεγάλῃ ἀρετῇ ἐκτήσω ἄκοιτιν.ὡς ἀγαθαὶ φρένες ἦσαν ἀμύμονι Πηνελοπείῃ,κούρῃ Ἰκαρίου· ὡς εὖ μέμνητʼ Ὀδυσῆος,ἀνδρὸς κουριδίου· τῷ οἱ κλέος οὔ ποτʼ ὀλεῖταιἧς ἀρετῆς, τεύξουσι δʼ ἐπιχθονίοισιν ἀοιδὴνἀθάνατοι χαρίεσσαν ἐχέφρονι Πηνελοπείῃ,οὐχ ὡς Τυνδαρέου κούρη κακὰ μήσατο ἔργα,κουρίδιον κτείνασα πόσιν, στυγερὴ δέ τʼ ἀοιδὴἔσσετʼ ἐπʼ ἀνθρώπους, χαλεπὴν δέ τε φῆμιν ὀπάσσειθηλυτέρῃσι γυναιξί, καὶ ἥ κʼ εὐεργὸς ἔῃσιν.ὣς οἱ μὲν τοιαῦτα πρὸς ἀλλήλους ἀγόρευον,ἑσταότʼ εἰν Ἀΐδαο δόμοις, ὑπὸ κεύθεσι γαίης·
But Odysseus and his men, when they had gone down from the city, quickly came to the fair and well-ordered farm of Laertes, which he had won for himself in days past, and much had he toiled for it. There was his house, and all about it ran the sheds in which ate, and sat, and slept the servants that were bondsmen, that did his pleasure; but within it was an old Sicilian woman, who tended the old man with kindly care there at the farm, far from the city. Then Odysseus spoke to the servants and to his son, saying: “Do you now go within the well-built house, and straightway slay for dinner the best of the swine; but I will make trial of my father, and see whether he will recognize me and know me by sight, or whether he will fail to know me, since I have been gone so long a time.” So saying, he gave to the slaves his battle-gear.
οἱ δʼ ἐπεὶ ἐκ πόλιος κατέβαν, τάχα δʼ ἀγρὸν ἵκοντοκαλὸν Λαέρταο τετυγμένον, ὅν ῥά ποτʼ αὐτὸςΛαέρτης κτεάτισσεν, ἐπεὶ μάλα πόλλʼ ἐμόγησεν.ἔνθα οἱ οἶκος ἔην, περὶ δὲ κλίσιον θέε πάντη,ἐν τῷ σιτέσκοντο καὶ ἵζανον ἠδὲ ἴαυονδμῶες ἀναγκαῖοι, τοί οἱ φίλα ἐργάζοντο.ἐν δὲ γυνὴ Σικελὴ γρηῢς πέλεν, ἥ ῥα γέρονταἐνδυκέως κομέεσκεν ἐπʼ ἀγροῦ, νόσφι πόληος.ἔνθʼ Ὀδυσεὺς δμώεσσι καὶ υἱέϊ μῦθον ἔειπεν·ὑμεῖς μὲν νῦν ἔλθετʼ ἐϋκτίμενον δόμον εἴσω,δεῖπνον δʼ αἶψα συῶν ἱερεύσατε ὅς τις ἄριστος·αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ πατρὸς πειρήσομαι ἡμετέροιο,αἴ κέ μʼ ἐπιγνώῃ καὶ φράσσεται ὀφθαλμοῖσιν,ἦέ κεν ἀγνοιῇσι, πολὺν χρόνον ἀμφὶς ἐόντα.ὣς εἰπὼν δμώεσσιν ἀρήϊα τεύχεʼ ἔδωκεν.
They thereafter went quickly to the house; but Odysseus drew near to the fruitful vineyard in his quest. Now he did not find Dolius as he went down into the great orchard, nor any of his slaves or of his sons, but as it chanced they had gone to gather stones for the vineyard wall, and the old man was their leader. But he found his father alone in the well-ordered vineyard, digging about a plant; and he was clothed in a foul tunic, patched and wretched, and about his shins he had bound stitched greaves of ox-hide to guard against scratches, and he wore gloves upon his hands because of the thorns, and on his head a goatskin cap; and he nursed his sorrow. Now when the much-enduring, goodly Odysseus saw him, worn with old age and laden with great grief at heart, he stood still beneath a tall pear tree, and shed tears.
οἱ μὲν ἔπειτα δόμονδε θοῶς κίον, αὐτὰρ Ὀδυσσεὺςἆσσον ἴεν πολυκάρπου ἀλωῆς πειρητίζων.οὐδʼ εὗρεν Δολίον, μέγαν ὄρχατον ἐσκαταβαίνων,οὐδέ τινα δμώων οὐδʼ υἱῶν· ἀλλʼ ἄρα τοί γεαἱμασιὰς λέξοντες ἀλωῆς ἔμμεναι ἕρκοςᾤχοντʼ, αὐτὰρ ὁ τοῖσι γέρων ὁδὸν ἡγεμόνευε.τὸν δʼ οἶον πατέρʼ εὗρεν ἐϋκτιμένῃ ἐν ἀλωῇ,λιστρεύοντα φυτόν· ῥυπόωντα δὲ ἕστο χιτῶναῥαπτὸν ἀεικέλιον, περὶ δὲ κνήμῃσι βοείαςκνημῖδας ῥαπτὰς δέδετο, γραπτῦς ἀλεείνων,χειρῖδάς τʼ ἐπὶ χερσὶ βάτων ἕνεκʼ· αὐτὰρ ὕπερθεναἰγείην κυνέην κεφαλῇ ἔχε, πένθος ἀέξων.τὸν δʼ ὡς οὖν ἐνόησε πολύτλας δῖος Ὀδυσσεὺςγήραϊ τειρόμενον, μέγα δὲ φρεσὶ πένθος ἔχοντα,στὰς ἄρʼ ὑπὸ βλωθρὴν ὄγχνην κατὰ δάκρυον εἶβε.
Then he debated in mind and heart whether to kiss and embrace his father, and tell him all, how he had returned and come to his native land, or whether he should first question him, and prove him in each thing. And, as he pondered, this seemed to him the better course, to prove him first with mocking words. So with this in mind the goodly Odysseus went straight toward him. He verily was holding his head down, digging about a plant, and his glorious son came up to him, and addressed him, saying: “Old man, no lack of skill hast thou to tend a garden; nay, thy care is good, and there is naught whatsoever, either plant or fig tree, or vine, nay, or olive, or pear, or garden-plot in all the field that lacks care. But another thing will I tell thee, and do thou not lay up wrath thereat in thy heart: thou thyself enjoyest no good care, but thou bearest woeful old age, and therewith art foul and unkempt, and clad in mean raiment. Surely it is not because of sloth on thy part that thy master cares not for thee, nor dost thou seem in any wise like a slave to look upon either in form or in stature; for thou art like a king, even like one who, when he has bathed and eaten, should sleep soft; for this is the way of old men. But come, tell me this, and declare it truly. Whose slave art thou, and whose orchard dost thou tend? And tell me this also truly, that I may know full well, whether this is indeed Ithaca, to which we are now come, as a man yonder told me, who met me but now on my way hither. In no wise over sound of wit was he, for he deigned not to tell me of each thing, nor to listen to my word, when I questioned him about a friend of mine, whether haply he still lives, or is now dead and in the house of Hades.
μερμήριξε δʼ ἔπειτα κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμὸνκύσσαι καὶ περιφῦναι ἑὸν πατέρʼ, ἠδὲ ἕκασταεἰπεῖν, ὡς ἔλθοι καὶ ἵκοιτʼ ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν,ἦ πρῶτʼ ἐξερέοιτο ἕκαστά τε πειρήσαιτο.ὧδε δέ οἱ φρονέοντι δοάσσατο κέρδιον εἶναι,πρῶτον κερτομίοις ἐπέεσσιν πειρηθῆναι.τὰ φρονέων ἰθὺς κίεν αὐτοῦ δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς.ἦ τοι ὁ μὲν κατέχων κεφαλὴν φυτὸν ἀμφελάχαινε·τὸν δὲ παριστάμενος προσεφώνεε φαίδιμος υἱός·ὦ γέρον, οὐκ ἀδαημονίη σʼ ἔχει ἀμφιπολεύεινὄρχατον, ἀλλʼ εὖ τοι κομιδὴ ἔχει, οὐδέ τι πάμπαν,οὐ φυτόν, οὐ συκέη, οὐκ ἄμπελος, οὐ μὲν ἐλαίη,οὐκ ὄγχνη, οὐ πρασιή τοι ἄνευ κομιδῆς κατὰ κῆπον.ἄλλο δέ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δὲ μὴ χόλον ἔνθεο θυμῷαὐτόν σʼ οὐκ ἀγαθὴ κομιδὴ ἔχει, ἀλλʼ ἅμα γῆραςλυγρὸν ἔχεις αὐχμεῖς τε κακῶς καὶ ἀεικέα ἕσσαι.οὐ μὲν ἀεργίης γε ἄναξ ἕνεκʼ οὔ σε κομίζει,οὐδέ τί τοι δούλειον ἐπιπρέπει εἰσοράασθαιεἶδος καὶ μέγεθος· βασιλῆϊ γὰρ ἀνδρὶ ἔοικας.τοιούτῳ δὲ ἔοικας, ἐπεὶ λούσαιτο φάγοι τε,εὑδέμεναι μαλακῶς· ἡ γὰρ δίκη ἐστὶ γερόντων.ἀλλʼ ἄγε μοι τόδε εἰπὲ καὶ ἀτρεκέως κατάλεξον,τεῦ δμὼς εἶς ἀνδρῶν; τεῦ δʼ ὄρχατον ἀμφιπολεύεις;καὶ μοι τοῦτʼ ἀγόρευσον ἐτήτυμον, ὄφρʼ ἐῢ εἰδῶ,εἰ ἐτεόν γʼ Ἰθάκην τήνδʼ ἱκόμεθʼ, ὥς μοι ἔειπενοὗτος ἀνὴρ νῦν δὴ ξυμβλήμενος ἐνθάδʼ ἰόντι,οὔ τι μάλʼ ἀρτίφρων, ἐπεὶ οὐ τόλμησεν ἕκασταεἰπεῖν ἠδʼ ἐπακοῦσαι ἐμὸν ἔπος, ὡς ἐρέεινονἀμφὶ ξείνῳ ἐμῷ, ἤ που ζώει τε καὶ ἔστινἦ ἤδη τέθνηκε καὶ εἰν Ἀΐδαο δόμοισιν.
For I will tell thee, and do thou give heed and hearken. I once entertained in my dear native land a man that came to our house, and never did any man beside of strangers that dwell afar come to my house a more welcome guest. He declared that by lineage he came from Ithaca, and said that his own father was Laertes, son of Arceisius. So I took him to the house and gave him entertainment with kindly welcome of the rich store that was within, and I gave him gifts of friendship, such as are meet. Of well-wrought gold I gave him seven talents, and a mixing-bowl all of silver, embossed with flowers, and twelve cloaks of single fold, and as many coverlets, and as many fair mantles, and as many tunics besides, and furthermore women, skilled in goodly handiwork, four comely women, whom he himself was minded to choose.”
ἐκ γάρ τοι ἐρέω, σὺ δὲ σύνθεο καί μευ ἄκουσον·ἄνδρα ποτʼ ἐξείνισσα φίλῃ ἐνὶ πατρίδι γαίῃἡμέτερόνδʼ ἐλθόντα, καὶ οὔ πω τις βροτὸς ἄλλοςξείνων τηλεδαπῶν φιλίων ἐμὸν ἵκετο δῶμα·εὔχετο δʼ ἐξ Ἰθάκης γένος ἔμμεναι, αὐτὰρ ἔφασκεΛαέρτην Ἀρκεισιάδην πατέρʼ ἔμμεναι αὐτῷ.τὸν μὲν ἐγὼ πρὸς δώματʼ ἄγων ἐῢ ἐξείνισσα,ἐνδυκέως φιλέων, πολλῶν κατὰ οἶκον ἐόντων,καί οἱ δῶρα πόρον ξεινήϊα, οἷα ἐῴκει.χρυσοῦ μέν οἱ δῶκʼ εὐεργέος ἑπτὰ τάλαντα,δῶκα δέ οἱ κρητῆρα πανάργυρον ἀνθεμόεντα,δώδεκα δʼ ἁπλοΐδας χλαίνας, τόσσους δὲ τάπητας,τόσσα δὲ φάρεα καλά, τόσους δʼ ἐπὶ τοῖσι χιτῶνας,χωρὶς δʼ αὖτε γυναῖκας, ἀμύμονα ἔργα ἰδυίας,τέσσαρας εἰδαλίμας, ἃς ἤθελεν αὐτὸς ἑλέσθαι.