Owl-eyed Athena now prompted Penelope
To set before the suitors Odysseus' bow
And the grey iron, implements of the contest
And of their death.
|The steep stairs to her bedroom and picked up||5|
And went with her maids to a remote storeroom
Where her husband's treasures lay—bronze, gold,
And wrought iron. And there lay the curved bow
|And the quiver, still loaded with arrows,||10|
When they met in Lacedaemon long ago.
This was Iphitus, Eurytus' son, a godlike man.
They had met in Messene, in the house of Ortilochus.
|Odysseus had come to collect a debt||15|
They had taken from Ithaca in a sea raid,
And the shepherds with them. Odysseus
Had come to get them back, a long journey
|For a young man, sent by his father and elders.||20|
He had lost, along with the mules they were nursing.
These mares turned out to be the death of Iphitus
When he came to the house of Heracles,
|Zeus' tough-hearted son, who killed him,||25|
For the gods' wrath or the table they had shared—
Killed the man and kept the strong-hoofed mares.