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The grave in merry measures frisk about,
And many a long-repented word bring out.
Since to be talkative I now commence,
Let wit cast off the sullen yoke of sense.

Once I was strong (would Heaven restore those days And with my betters claim'd a share of praise. Ulysses, Menelaus, led forth a band,

And join'd me with them ('twas their own command
A deathful ambush for the foe to lay,

Beneath Troy walls by night we took our way:
There, clad in arms, along the marshes spread,
We made the ozier-fringed bank our bed.
Full soon th' inclemency of Heaven I feel,
Nor had these shoulders covering, but of steel.
Sharp blew the north; snow whitening all the fields,
Froze with the blast, and gathering glaz'd our shields
There all but I, well fenc'd with cloak and vest,
Lay cover'd by their ample shields at rest.
Fool that I was! I left behind my own;

The skill of weather and of winds unknown,
And trusted to my coat and shield alone!
When now was wasted more than half the night,
And the stars faded at approaching light;
Sudden I jogg'd Ulysses, who was laid
Fast by my side, and shivering thus I said:
Here longer in this field I cannot lie;
The winter pinches, and with cold I die,
And die asham'd (oh wisest of mankind),
The only fool who left his cloak behind.

He thought and answer'd: hardly waking yet,
Sprung in his mind a momentary wit
(That wit which or in council, or in fight,
Still met th' emergence, and determin'd right).
Hush thee, he cried (soft whispering in my ear),
Speak not a word, lest any Greek may hear;

nd then (supporting on his arm his head) ear me, companions! (thus aloud he said); ethinks too distant from the fleet we lie: v'n now a vision stood before my eye, nd sure the warning vision was from high: et from among us some swift courier rise, aste to the general, and demand supplies. Up started Thoas straight, Andræmon's son, mbly he rose, and cast his garment down; stant, the racer vanish'd off the ground; hat instant in his cloak I wrapped me round: nd safe I slept, till brightly dawning shone he morn conspicuous on her golden throne. O were my strength as then, as then my age! me friend would fence me from the winter's rage. et, tatter'd as I look, I challeng'd then

he honours and the offices of men:

me master, or some servant would allow

cloak and vest-but I am nothing now!

Well hast thou spoke (rejoin'd th' attentive swain); hy lips let fall no idle word or vain!

lor garment shalt thou want, nor aught beside,
leet for the wandering suppliant to provide.
But in the morning take thy clothes again,
for here one vest suffices every swain;
No change of garments to our hinds is known;
But when return'd, the good Ulysses' son
With better hand shall grace with fit attires
His guest, and send thee where thy soul desires.
The honest herdsman rose, as this he said,
And drew before the hearth the stranger's bed;
The fleecy spoils of sheep, a goat's rough hide
He spreads, and adds a mantle thick and wide;
With store to heap above him, and below,
And guard each quarter as the tempests blow.

There lay the king, and all the rest supine;
All, but the careful master of the swine:
Forth hasted he to tend his bristly care;
Well arm'd, and fenc'd against nocturnal air:
His weighty falchion o'er his shoulder tied:
His shaggy cloak a mountain goat supplied:
With his broad spear, the dread of dogs and men,
He seeks his lodging in the rocky den.
There to the tusky herd he bends his way,
Where, screen'd from Boreas, high o'erarch'd they lay





The Return of Telemachus.

The goddess Minerva commands Telemachus in vision to return to Ithaca. Pisistratus and he tak leave of Menelaus, and arrive at Pylos, where they part; and Telemachus sets sail, after having re ceived on board Theoclymenus the soothsayer The scene then changes to the cottage of Eumaus who entertains Ulysses with a recital of his adven tures. In the meantime Telemachus arrives the coast, and sending the vessel to the town, pro ceeds by himself to the lodge of Eumæus.

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