Dawn reluctantly
Left Tithonus in her rose-shadowed bed,
Then shook the morning into flakes of fire.
Light flooded the halls of Olympus
| Where Zeus, high Lord of Thunder, | 5 |
Reel off the tale of Odysseus' woes.
It galled her that he was still in Calypso's cave:
"Zeus, my father—and all you blessed immortals—
| Kings might as well no longer be gentle and kind | 10 |
They might as well be tryannical butchers
For all that any of Odysseus' people
Remember him, a godly king as kind as a father.
| No, he's still languishing on that island, detained | 15 |
No way in the world for him to get back to his land.
His ships are all lost, he has no crew left
To row him across the sea's crawling back.
| And now the islanders are plotting to kill his son | 20 |
To sandy Pylos and white-bricked Sparta."
Storm Cloud Zeus had an answer for her:
"Quite a little speech you've let slip through your teeth,
| Daughter. But wasn't this exactly your plan | 25 |
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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: 70.
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