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The Odyssey Robert Fagles Translation3/15/2021
Perhaps he will hear some news and make his name throughout the mortal world.Many cities of men he saw and learned their minds, many pains he suffered, heartsick on the open sea, fighting to save his life and bring his comrades home.But he could not save them from disaster, hard as he strove the recklessness of their own ways destroyed them all, the blind fools, they devoured the cattle of the Sun and the Sungod blotted out the day of their return.
Muse, daughter of Zeus, start from where you will sing for our time too. ![]() But one man alone. Calypso, the bewitching nymph, the lustrous goddess, held him back, deep in her arching caverns, craving him for a husband. But then, when the wheeling seasons brought the year around, that year spun out by the gods when he should reach his home, Ithaca though not even there would he be free of trials, even among his loved ones then every god took pity, all except Poseidon. He raged on, seething against the great Odysseus till he reached his native land. But now Poseidon had gone to visit the Ethiopians worlds away, Ethiopians off at the farthest limits of mankind, a people split in two, one part where the Sungod sets and part where the Sungod rises. There Poseidon went to receive an offering, bulls and rams by the hundred far away at the feast the Sea-lord sat and took his pleasure. The Odyssey Robert Fagles Translation Full Assembly ThereBut the other gods, at home in Olympian Zeuss halls, met for full assembly there, and among them now the father of men and gods was first to speak, sorely troubled, remembering handsome Aegisthus, the man Agamemnons son, renowned Orestes, killed. Recalling Aegisthus, Zeus harangued the immortal powers: Ah how shameless the way these mortals blame the gods. From us alone, they say, come all their miseries, yes, but they themselves, with their own reckless ways, compound their pains beyond their proper share. Far in advance we told him so ourselves, dispatching the guide, the giant-killer Hermes. Beware, revenge will come from Orestes, Agamemnons son, that day he comes of age and longs for his native land. But my heart breaks for Odysseus, that seasoned veteran cursed by fate so long far from his loved ones still, he suffers torments off on a wave-washed island rising at the center of the seas. A dark wooded island, and there a goddess makes her home, daughter of Atlas, wicked Titan who sounds the deep in all its depths, whose shoulders lift on high the colossal pillars thrusting earth and sky apart. Atlas daughter it is who holds Odysseus captive, luckless man despite his tears, forever trying to spellbind his heart with suave, seductive words and wipe all thought of Ithaca from his mind. Olympian Zeus, have you no care for him m your lofty heart Did he never win your favor with sacrifices burned beside the ships on the broad plain of Troy Why, Zeus, why so dead set against Odysseus My child, Zeus who marshals the thunderheads replied, what nonsense you let slip through your teeth. Now, how on earth could 1 forget Odysseus Great Odysseus who excels all men in wisdom, excels in offerings too he gives the immortal gods who rule the vaulting skies No, its the Earth-Shaker, Poseidon, unappeased, forever fuming against him for the Cyclops whose giant eye he blinded: godlike Polyphemus, towering over all the Cyclops clans in power. The nymph Thoosa bore him, daughter of Phorcys, lord of the barren salt sea she met Poseidon once in his vaulted caves and they made love. And now for his blinded son the earthquake god though he wont quite kill Odysseus drives him far off course from native land. But come, all of us here put heads together now, work out his journey home so Odysseus can return. How can he stand his ground against the will of all the gods at once one god alone Athena, her eyes flashing bright, exulted, Father, son of Cronus, our high and mighty king If now it really pleases the blissful gods that wise Odysseus shall return home at last let us dispatch the guide and giant-killer Hermes down to Ogygia Island, down to announce at once to the nymph with lovely braids our fixed decree: Odysseus journeys home the exile must return While I myself go down to Ithaca, rouse his son to a braver pitch, inspire his heart with courage to summon the flowing-haired Achaeans to full assembly, speak his mind to all those suitors, slaughtering on and on his droves of sheep and shambling longhorn cattle. Next 1 will send him off to Sparta and sandy Pylos, there to learn of his dear fathers journey home.
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