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Homeward with pious speed repass the main,
associates now my stay deplore,
The counsel of my friend (the youth rejoin'd) Imprints conviction on my grateful mind. So fathers speak (persuasive speech and mild) Their sage experience to the favourite child. But, since to part, for sweet refection due The genial viands let my train renew; And the rich pledge of plighted faith receive, Worthy the heir of Ithaca to give.'
Defer the promised boon (the goddess cries, Celestial azure brightening in her eyes), And let me now regain the Reithrian port: From Temesè return’d, your royal court I shall revisit; and that pledge receive; And gifts, memorial of our friendship, leave.'
Abrupt, with eagle speed she cut the sky; Instant invisible to mortal eye. Then first he recognized the’ etherial guest : Wonder and joy alternate fire his breast; Heroic thoughts, infused, his heart dilate: Revolving much his father's doubtful fate, At length, composed, he joined the suitor throng; Hush'd in attention to the warbled song. His tender theme the charming lyrist chose, Minerva's anger, and the direful woes Which voyaging from Troy the victors bore, While storms vindictive intercept the shore. The shrilling airs the vaulted roof rebounds, Reflecting to the queen the silver sounds. With grief renew'd the weeping fair descends; Their sovereign's step a virgin train attends : A veil of richest texture wrought she wears, And silent to the joyous hall repairs. There from the portal, with her mild command, Thus gently checks the minstrel's tuneful hand
• Phemius! let acts of gods and heroes old, What ancient bards in hall and bower have told, Attemper'd to the lyre your voice employ; Such the pleased ear will drink with silent joy. But, oh! forbear that dear disastrous name, To sorrow sacred, and secure of fame: My bleeding bosom sickens at the sound, And every piercing note inflicts a wound.'
Why, dearest object of my duteous love (Replied the prince), will you the bard reprove ? Oft, Jove's etherial rays, resistless fire, The chanter's soul and raptured song inspire; Instinct divine! nor blame, severe, his choice, Warbling the Grecian woes with harp and voice:
For novel lays attract our ravish'd ears ;
Mature beyond his years, the queen admires
Meantime, rekindled at the royal charms,
But if, to honour lost, 'tis still decreed For you my bowl shall flow, my flock shall bleed; Judge and revenge my right, impartial Jove!By him and all the’ immortal thrones above (A sacred oath), each proud oppressor, slain, Shall with inglorious gore this marble stain ! - Awed by the prince, thus haughty, bold, and young,
(tongue. Rage gnaw'd the lip, and Wonder chaind the Silence at length the gay Antinoüs broke, Constrain'd a smile, and thus ambiguous spoke• What god to your untutor’d youth affords This headlong torrent of amazing words ? May Jove delay thy reign, and cumber late So bright a genius with the toils of state!'
• Those toils (Telemachus, serene, replies) Have charms, with all their weight, to' allure
strong desire Of wealth and fame a youthful bosom fire: Elect by Jove his delegate of sway, With joyous pride the summons I'd obey. Whene'er Ulysses roams the realms of night, Should factious power dispute my lineal right, Some other Greeks a fairer claim may plead; To your pretence their title would precede. At least, the sceptre lost, I still should reign Sole o'er my vassals, and domestic train.'
To this Eurymachus— To Heaven alone Refer the choice to fill the vacant throne. Your patrimonial stores in peace possess; Undoubted all your filial claim confess :
Your private right should impious power invade, The peers
of Ithaca would arm in aid. But say, that stranger guest who late withdrew, What and from whence ? his name and lineage
• O son of Polybus! (the prince replies)
Thus he, though conscious of the'etherial guest, Answer'd evasive of the sly request. Meantime the lyre rejoins the sprightly lay; Love-dittied airs, and dance, conclude the day. But when the star of eve, with golden light Adorn’d the matron brow of sable night; The mirthful train dispersing quit the court, And to their several domes to rest resort. A towering structure to the palace join'd; To this his steps the thoughtful prince inclined; In his pavilion there, to sleep repairs; The lighted torch, the sage Euryclea bears (Daughter of Ops, the just Pisenor's son, For twenty beeves by great Laertes won; In rosy prime with charms attractive graced, Honour'd by him, a gentle lord and chaste,