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Nurse of Nausicaa from her infant years,
Now from the sacred thicket where he lay,
mands), The house of him who rules these happy lands, Through many woes and wanderings, lo! I come To good Alcinoüs' hospitable dome. Far from my native coast, I rove alone, A wretched stranger, and of all unknown!
The goddess answer'd— Father, I obey, And point the wandering traveller his way: Well known to me the palace you inquire, For fast beside it dwells my honour'd sire; But silent march, nor greet the common train With question needless, or inquiry vain. A race of rugged mariners are these; Unpolish'd men, and boisterous as their seas: The native islanders alone their care, And hateful he that breathes a foreign air. These did the ruler of the deep ordain To build proud navies, and command the main; On canvass wings to cut the watery way; No bird so light, no thought so swift as they.'
Thus having spoke, the’unknown celestial leads: The footsteps of the deity he treads, And secret moves along the crowded space, Unseen of all the rude Phæacian race (So Pallas order'd, Pallas to their eyes The mist objected, and condensed the skies). The chief with wonder sees the’ extended streets, The spreading harbours, and the riding fleets; He next their princes' lofty domes admires, In separate islands crown'd with rising spires ; And deep intrenchments, and high walls of stone, That gird the city like a marble zone. At length the kingly palace gates he view'd: There stopp'd the goddess, and her speech re
The first by Phoebus' burning arrows fired,
and divides the throne:
(The public wonder, and the public love), The tongues of all with transport sound her praise, The eyes
of all, as on a goddess, gaze. She feels the triumph of a generous breast, To heal divisions, to relieve the oppress'd; In virtue rich; in blessing others, bless'd. Go then secure, thy humble suit prefer, And owe thy country and thy friends to her.'
With that the goddess deign'd no longer stay, But o'er the world of waters wing’d her way: Forsaking Scheria's everpleasing shore, The winds to Marathon the virgin bore; Thence, where proud Athens rears her towery head,
[spread, With opening streets and shining structures She pass’d, delighted with the well known seats; And to Erectheus' sacred dome retreats.
Meanwhile Ulysses at the palace waits, There stops, and anxious with his soul debates, Fix'd in amaze before the royal gates. The front appear'd with radiant splendours gay, Bright as the lamp of night, or orb of day. The walls were massy brass: the cornice high Blue metals crown'd, in colours of the sky:
Rich plates of gold the folding doors incase;
Close to the gates a spacious garden lies, From storms defended, and inclement skies. Four acres was the' allotted space of ground, Fenced with a green enclosure all around: Tall' thriving trees confess’d the fruitful mould; The reddening apple ripens here to gold :
Here the blue fig with luscious juice o'erflows,
Here order'd vines in equal ranks appear,
sunny side, And there in autumn's richest purple dyed.
Beds of all various herbs, for ever green, İn beauteous order terminate the scene. Two plenteous fountains the whole prospect
crown'd; This through the gardens leads its streams around, Visits each plant, and waters all the ground; While that in pipes beneath the palace flows, And thence its current on the town bestows: To various use their various streams they bring, The people one, and one supplies the king.
Such were the glories which the gods ordain’d, To grace Alcinoüs, and his happy land ! E’en from the chief, who men and nations knew, The' unwonted scene surprise and rapture drew; In pleasing thought he ran the prospect o’er, Then hasty enter'd at the lofty door.