But godlike Odysseus made his bed in the forecourt;he spread upon the ground an untanned oxhide, and over itmany fleeces from the sheep the Achaeans were wont to sacrifice;and Eurynome cast a cloak over him as he lay down.There Odysseus, devising evils for the suitors in his heart,lay wide awake; and from the great hall came the women,those who had formerly lain with the suitors,making laughter and merriment amongst themselves.And the spirit was roused within his own breast;and he pondered long in his mind and in his soul,whether to spring upon them and bring death to each one,or to let them lie with the arrogant suitorsone last and final time. And his heart barked within him.As a bitch standing guard over her tender pupswill growl at a man she does not know, and is eager to fight,so did his own heart growl within him, indignant at their evil deeds.And he struck his chest and rebuked his heart with a word:
"Endure this now, my heart! You have endured a more shameless thing before,on that day when the Cyclops, with his unbridled might, devouredmy valiant comrades. Yet you held fast, until my cunningled you from that cave, when you thought to die."
So he spoke, chiding the dear heart within his breast;and his heart, thus tethered, remained steadfastly patientand without cease; but he himself tossed from side to side.As when a man over a great blazing fire turns a paunch,filled with fat and with blood, this way and that,and is most eager for it to be swiftly roasted,so did Odysseus toss from side to side, ponderinghow he might lay his hands upon the shameless suitors,he alone against so many. And close beside him came Athena,descending from the heavens, in the likeness of a woman.She stood above his head and spoke a word to him:
"Why are you still awake, most ill-fated of all men?This is your own house, and your wife is here in the house,and your son, such a son as any man would wish to have."
And answering her, Odysseus of many wiles replied:"Yes, all that you say, goddess, is true and just;but my heart within my breast ponders this:how I might lay my hands upon the shameless suitors,I who am alone, while they are always gathered here within.And beyond that, I ponder this even greater matter in my mind:if, by the will of Zeus and of you, I should slay them,where could I flee for safety? I bid you consider this."
And in turn the bright-eyed goddess Athena addressed him:"Obstinate man! Another might well put his trust in a lesser comrade,one who is mortal and knows not so many devices;but I am a goddess, who guards you through and throughin all your trials. And I will tell you this plainly:even if fifty companies of mortal menwere to stand around us, eager to slay us in the fury of war,even then you could drive off their cattle and their sturdy sheep.But let sleep take you now. It is a weariness to keep watchall the night through, and soon you shall emerge from your troubles."
So she spoke, and shed sleep upon his eyelids,and she herself, brightest of goddesses, departed again for Olympus.When sleep seized him, loosing the cares of his soul,that loosener of limbs, his wife, she of the prudent heart, awoke,and sitting up in her soft bed, she began to weep.But when she had wept to her heart's content,that most noble of women prayed first of all to Artemis:
"Artemis, revered goddess, daughter of Zeus, if only you wouldcast your arrow into my breast and take my life awaythis very moment, or else that a storm-wind might snatch me upand carry me away along the misty paths,and cast me down at the mouth of the backward-flowing Ocean.Just as when storm-winds seized the daughters of Pandareus:the gods had destroyed their parents, and they were leftas orphans in the great hall, but bright Aphrodite nurtured themwith cheese and sweet honey and pleasant wine,while Hera gave them, beyond all other women,beauty and wisdom, and chaste Artemis granted them stature,and Athena taught them to fashion glorious handiwork.But when bright Aphrodite went to high Olympusto ask for the fulfillment of a blossoming marriage for the maidens,from Zeus who delights in thunder—for he knows all things well,both the fortunate and the unfortunate lot of mortal men—in that very hour the Harpies snatched the maidens awayand gave them to the hateful Furies to be their handmaids.So may they who hold the Olympian halls make me vanish,or may fair-tressed Artemis strike me down, so that with Odysseusin my mind's eye I might pass even beneath the hateful earth,and never gladden the heart of a lesser man.This evil, at least, can be borne, when a manweeps throughout the days, his heart pierced by constant sorrow,but at night is held by sleep—for sleep brings oblivion to all things,both good and evil, once it has veiled the eyelids;—but to me a divine power has sent evil dreams as well.For this very night there lay beside me one in his very likeness,just as he was when he went forth with the army; and my own heartrejoiced, for I did not think it was a dream, but a waking reality."
So she spoke, and at once golden-throned Dawn arrived.And godlike Odysseus took note of the sound of her weeping;and he pondered then, and it seemed to him in his heartthat she stood already at his head, having recognized him.Gathering up the cloak and the fleeces on which he had slept,he placed them on a chair in the great hall, but the oxhidehe carried out of doors, and raising his hands, he prayed to Zeus:
"Father Zeus, if it was by your will that you brought me over land and seato my own country, after you had afflicted me so sorely,let some one of the waking people speak a word of omenfrom within, and let another sign from Zeus appear without."
So he spoke in prayer, and Zeus the counselor heard him,and at once he thundered from radiant Olympus,from high among the clouds; and godlike Odysseus rejoiced.And a woman grinding at the mill sent forth a word of omen from the house,from nearby, where the hand-mills for the shepherd of the people were set.A full twelve women toiled at these mills,making barley and wheat flour, the marrow of men.Now the others were sleeping, for they had ground their portion of grain,but this one had not yet finished, for she was the weakest of them all.She stopped her mill and spoke a word, a sign for her master:
"Father Zeus, you who are lord over gods and men,truly you have thundered loud from a starry heaven,though there is not a cloud to be seen. This must be a sign you show to someone.Fulfill now for me, wretched as I am, the word that I shall speak:may the suitors, on this day, for the last and final time,take their delightful feast in the halls of Odysseus;they who with heart-grieving labor have broken my kneesas I make their flour. Now let them dine their last."
So she spoke, and godlike Odysseus rejoiced in the omen of her wordsand in the thunder of Zeus; for he thought that he would have his vengeance on the transgressors.
Now the other serving-women in the fair halls of Odysseusawoke and kindled the unwearying fire upon the hearth.And Telemachus, a man like a god, arose from his bed,put on his garments, and slung his sharp sword about his shoulder.Beneath his shining feet he bound the fair sandals,and took up a stout spear tipped with sharp bronze.
He went and stood upon the threshold, and spoke to Eurycleia:
"Dear nurse, how have you honored our guest in the house,with bed and with food, or does he lie uncared-for, just as he is?For such is the way of my mother, wise though she is:in her rashness she honors one mortal manwho is of lesser worth, and sends a better man away dishonored."
And in turn wise Eurycleia replied to him:"My child, you should not now blame her who is blameless.For he sat and drank wine for as long as he himself wished,but said he was no longer hungry for bread; for she asked him.But when they turned their thoughts to rest and sleep,she ordered the serving-women to spread bedding for him,but he, like one utterly wretched and ill-fated,would not consent to sleep on a bedstead or under blankets,but on an untanned oxhide and the fleeces of sheephe slept in the forecourt; and we put a cloak upon him."
So she spoke, and Telemachus went forth through the great hall,his spear in hand; and with him went two swift-footed hounds.He went his way to the place of assembly, to join the well-greaved Achaeans.But she, that most noble of women, called out to the serving-maids,Eurycleia, daughter of Ops, son of Peisenor:
"Come, some of you bustle about and sweep the house,and sprinkle it, and on the well-wrought chairs throwthe purple coverings. Others, wipe down all the tableswith sponges, and clean the mixing bowlsand the finely crafted two-handled cups. And the rest of you, go for waterfrom the spring, and bring it back with all speed.For the suitors will not be long away from the great hall,but will return very early, since for all it is a feast-day."
So she spoke, and they listened to her words well and obeyed.Twenty of them went to the dark-watered spring,while the others toiled skillfully there within the house.
And in came the haughty serving-men. They thensplit firewood well and skillfully, and the womenreturned from the spring. After them came the swineherd,leading three fatted hogs, the best among all his herd.And he let these browse in the fair courtyard,and then spoke to Odysseus with gentle words:
"Stranger, are the Achaeans looking upon you with any more respect,or do they dishonor you in the halls as they did before?"
And answering him, Odysseus of many wiles replied:"Ah, Eumaeus, if only the gods would avenge the outragewhich these men in their insolence devise with wicked heartsin the house of another, and have no portion of shame."
While they were speaking such things to one another,there came near to them Melanthius, the goatherd,leading the goats that were pre-eminent in all his flocks,as a feast for the suitors; and two herdsmen followed with him.And he tethered the goats under the echoing portico,and then spoke to Odysseus with taunting words:
"Stranger, will you still be a nuisance here in the house,begging from men? Will you not get out of doors?In any case, I do not think we two will part companybefore we have a taste of each other's fists, since you begin a manner that is not proper. And there are other feasts of the Achaeans elsewhere."
So he spoke, but Odysseus of many wiles said nothing to him,but in silence shook his head, plotting evils in the depths of his mind.
And after them a third man came, Philoetius, a leader of men,bringing a barren heifer for the suitors and some fat goats.Ferrymen had brought them across, the same who ferry otherpeople over, whoever may come to them.And he tethered the animals securely under the echoing portico,and then drew near the swineherd and questioned him:
"Who is this stranger, swineherd, who has newly cometo our house? Of what people does he claim to be?Where are his kin and his ancestral land?Poor man! In his form he is like a royal lord;but the gods bring misery upon wandering men,when they spin out a thread of suffering even for kings."
He spoke, and stepping forward, greeted him with his right hand,and lifting up his voice, he spoke winged words to him:
"Greetings, father and stranger. May good fortune be yours in time to come,though for now you are beset by many troubles.Father Zeus, no other god is more ruinous than you;you have no pity for men, though you yourself are their begetter,plunging them into misery and grievous pains.I broke into a sweat when I saw him, and my eyes filled with tearsat the memory of Odysseus, for I imagine that he too,clad in such rags, is wandering among men,if he is still alive somewhere and sees the light of the sun.But if he is already dead and in the halls of Hades,then woe is me for blameless Odysseus, who set me over his cattlewhen I was just a boy, in the land of the Cephallenians.And now they have grown past counting, nor could the stock of wide-browed cattlethrive more for any other man.But other men command me to bring these herds for them to devour,and they have no regard for the son in the halls,nor do they tremble at the vengeance of the gods. For they are already eagerto divide the possessions of the long-absent master.But the heart in my own breast turns over this thought again and again:while the son is still alive, it would be a foul thingto go with these very cattle to the land of another people,to foreign men; yet it is more dreadful still to remain here,suffering pains as I watch over cattle that belong to others.And indeed I would have fled long ago and gone to servesome other mighty king, for matters here are no longer bearable;but I still dream of that unfortunate man, that he might come from somewhereand make a scattering of the suitors throughout these halls."
And answering him, Odysseus of many wiles replied:"Herdsman, since you seem neither a bad man nor a foolish one,and I myself can see that wisdom has entered your mind,for that reason I will tell you this, and swear a great oath upon it:let Zeus be my witness first, highest and best of gods,and the hearth of blameless Odysseus, to which I have come:truly, while you are still here, Odysseus will return to his home,and with your own eyes you shall see, if you wish,the slaughter of the suitors who lord it here."
And in turn the master herdsman of the cattle replied:"Ah, stranger, if only the son of Cronos would fulfill this word!Then you would know what strength is mine and how my hands would follow."
And in the same way Eumaeus prayed to all the godsthat wise Odysseus might return to his own home.
While they were speaking such things to one another,the suitors, for their part, were plotting death and doom for Telemachus.But a bird of omen appeared to them on the left,an eagle flying high, clutching a trembling dove.Then Amphinomus spoke in their assembly and addressed them:
"My friends, this plan of ours will not run a smooth course,the murder of Telemachus. Instead, let us turn our minds to the feast."
So spoke Amphinomus, and his words were pleasing to them.They went into the palace of godlike Odysseusand laid aside their cloaks upon the chairs and high seats,and then they sacrificed great sheep and fat goats,and they sacrificed fatted hogs and a heifer from the herd.They roasted the entrails and served them out, and mixed winein the mixing bowls; and the swineherd distributed the cups.Philoetius, that leader of men, served bread to themin fair baskets, and Melantheus poured the wine.And they put forth their hands to the good cheer that lay ready before them.
Then Telemachus, with cunning purpose, seated Odysseuswithin the well-built hall, beside the stone threshold,setting for him a wretched stool and a small table.Beside him he placed a portion of the entrails, and poured wineinto a golden cup, and spoke a word to him:
"Sit here now among the men and drink your wine.I myself will ward off from you the taunts and blowsof all the suitors, for this is no public house,but the house of Odysseus, and he won it for me.And you, suitors, restrain your hearts from insultsand your hands, so that no quarrel or strife may arise."
So he spoke, and they all bit their lipsand marveled at Telemachus, that he spoke so boldly.And Antinous, son of Eupeithes, spoke among them:
"Hard though it may be to accept, Achaeans, let us takethe word of Telemachus. He threatens us with great menace.
For Zeus, son of Cronos, did not allow it; else we would alreadyhave silenced him in the halls, clear-voiced though he is as an orator."
So spoke Antinous; but Telemachus paid no heed to his words.And now the heralds were leading the sacred hecatomb of the gods through the city,and the long-haired Achaeans were gathered togetherunder the shady grove of Apollo the Far-Darter.
When the men had roasted the outer flesh and drawn it from the spits,they divided the portions and feasted a glorious feast.And beside Odysseus they placed a portion, those who were serving,an equal share, just as they themselves received; for so Telemachus commanded,the dear son of godlike Odysseus.
But Athena would not allow the proud suitorsto restrain themselves entirely from heart-stinging insults, so that still morepain might sink into the heart of Odysseus, son of Laertes.There was a man among the suitors who knew lawless ways;Ctesippus was his name, and he had his home in Same.Trusting in his father's wealth, he wooedthe wife of long-absent Odysseus.He it was who then spoke among the arrogant suitors:
"Hear me, you proud suitors, that I may say something.The stranger has long had his portion, as is fitting,an equal share; for it is neither fair nor just to slightthe guests of Telemachus, whoever may come to this house.But come, let me also give him a guest-gift, so that he in turnmay give a prize to the bath-pourer or to some otherof the servants in the house of godlike Odysseus."
So saying, he picked up an ox-hoof from the basket where it layand hurled it with his stout hand. But Odysseus avoided itwith a slight tilt of his head, and smiled in his hearta most sardonic smile; and the hoof struck the well-built wall.Then Telemachus rebuked Ctesippus with a word:
"Ctesippus, it was truly better for your own soul that this happened.You did not strike the stranger, for he dodged the missile himself.For had you struck him, I would have run you through the middle with my sharp spear,and your father would be busied with a funeral hereinstead of a wedding. So let no one show me any moreinsolence in my own house. For now I perceive and know each thing,both the good and the bad; before, I was still a child.But still, we have endured the sight of these things,the slaughtering of sheep, the drinking of wine,and the consuming of bread; for it is hard for one man to restrain many.But come, do not act with ill will and work me harm any longer.If, however, you are already eager to slay me myself with the bronze,I would even wish for that, and it would be far betterto be dead than to watch these shameful deeds forever:guests being struck and serving-womenbeing dragged shamefully through the beautiful halls."
So he spoke, and they were all hushed in silence.And after a long while, Agelaus son of Damastor spoke among them:
"My friends, no one should answer what has been justly spokenwith contrary words, lashing out in anger.Do not strike the stranger or any otherof the servants in the house of godlike Odysseus.But to Telemachus and to his mother I would say a gentle word,if it should please the hearts of them both.So long as the hope in your breasts was seton wise Odysseus returning to this home of his,there was no cause for blame that you should wait and hold backthe suitors in the halls, for that would have been the better course,if Odysseus had returned and come back to his home.But now this much is clear: that he is no longer to return.So come, sit beside your mother and declare this to her:that she should marry whichever man is the best and offers the most,so that you may enjoy all your father's property in peace,eating and drinking, while she tends to the house of another."
And in answer to him, prudent Telemachus spoke:"No, by Zeus, Agelaus, and by the sorrows of my father,who somewhere far from Ithaca has either perished or is wandering,I am in no way delaying my mother's marriage; on the contrary, I urge herto marry whomever she wishes, and I offer countless gifts besides.But I am ashamed to drive her from the hall against her willwith a word of compulsion. May a god never bring such a thing to pass."
So spoke Telemachus; but Pallas Athena stirred upunquenchable laughter among the suitors, and drove their wits astray.And now they were laughing with jaws that were not their own,and they ate meat that was befouled with blood; and their eyesfilled with tears, and their hearts were set on lamentation.And among them spoke the godlike Theoclymenus:
"Ah, wretched men, what evil is this that you suffer? Your headsand your faces and your knees below are shrouded in night,and a wailing blazes up, and your cheeks are wet with tears,and the walls and the fair pillars are spattered with blood.The porch is full of phantoms, and the courtyard is full,all hastening down to Erebus beneath the gloom. And the sunhas perished from the sky, and an evil mist has overspread the world."
So he spoke, and they all laughed sweetly at him.And Eurymachus, son of Polybus, began to speak among them:
"The stranger newly come from elsewhere is out of his mind.Come now, young men, escort him out of the houseand on his way to the marketplace, since he thinks it is night in here."
And in turn the godlike Theoclymenus replied:"Eurymachus, I do not ask you to provide me with an escort.I have eyes and ears and both my feet,and a mind in my breast that is fashioned in no unseemly way.With these I will go out of doors, for I perceive the evil that is comingupon you, which not one of you will escape or avoid,you suitors, who in the house of godlike Odysseusdo violence to men and devise wicked deeds."
So saying, he went forth from the well-ordered hallsand went to Peiraeus, who received him with a kindly heart.And all the suitors then began to look at one another,provoking Telemachus and laughing at his guests.And one of the arrogant young men would speak in this way:
"Telemachus, no one is more unfortunate in his guests than you.Look what a hanger-on you have here, this vagabond,always in want of food and wine, with no skill in deeds of laboror of strength, but simply a burden on the earth.And then this other one stands up to play the prophet.But if you would listen to me, it would be much for the better:let us put these guests aboard a many-benched shipand send them to the Sicilians, where they might fetch you a worthy price."
So spoke the suitors, but he paid no heed to their words;instead, in silence he kept his eyes upon his father, waiting everfor the moment when he would lay his hands upon the shameless suitors.
And opposite them, having set her beautiful chair in place,the daughter of Icarius, prudent Penelope,listened to the words of each man in the great hall.For they, with laughter, had prepared the midday meal,a sweet and hearty meal, since they had sacrificed so many beasts.But as for their supper, no meal could prove more graceless,such as a goddess and a mighty man were soon about to setbefore them; for they had been the first to devise their shameful deeds.