Dawn's pale rose fingers brushed across the sky,
And Odysseus' son got out of bed and dressed.
He slung his sharp sword around his shoulder,
Then tied oiled leather sandals onto his feet,
|And walked out of the bedroom like a god.||5|
To call an assembly. The heralds' cries
Rang out through the town, and the men
Gathered quickly, their long hair streaming.
|Telemachus strode along carrying a spear||10|
Athena shed a silver grace upon him,
And everyone marveled at him as he entered.
The elders made way as he took his father's seat.
|First to speak was the hero Aegyptius,||15|
His son, Antiphus, had gone off to Troy
In the ships with Odysseus (and was killed
In the cave of the Cyclops, who made of him
|His last savage meal). Of three remaining sons,||20|
And the other two kept their father's farm.
But Aegyptius couldn't stop mourning the one that was lost
And was weeping for him as he spoke out now:
|"Hear me now, men of Ithaca.||25|
In council since Odysseus left.
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Publication information: Book title: Odyssey. Contributors: Homer - Author, Stanley Lombardo - Translator. Publisher: Hackett Publishing. Place of publication: Indianapolis. Publication year: 2000. Page number: Not available.
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