"Your guest has not disgraced
you, Telemakhos. I did not miss what I aimed at, and I was not long
in stringing my bow. I am still strong, and not as the suitors mock
me for being. Now, however, it is time [hôra]
for the Achaeans to prepare supper while there is still daylight, and
then otherwise to disport themselves with song and dance which are
the crowning ornaments of a banquet."
As he spoke he made a sign with
his eyebrows, and Telemakhos girded on his sword, grasped his spear,
and stood armed beside his father's seat.