“So I spoke, but their spirit was broken within them, and straightway Eurylochus answered me with hateful words:
“‘Hardy art thou, Odysseus; thou hast strength beyond that of other men and thy limbs never
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grow weary. Verily thou art wholly wrought of iron, seeing that thou sufferest not thy comrades, worn out with toil and drowsiness, to set foot on shore, where on this sea-girt isle we might once more make ready a savoury supper; but thou biddest us even as we are to wander on through the swift night,
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driven away from the island over the misty deep. It is from the night that fierce winds are born, wreckers of ships. How could one escape utter destruction, if haply there should suddenly come a blast of the South Wind or the blustering West Wind, which oftenest
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wreck ships in despite of the sovereign gods? Nay, verily for this time let us yield to black night and make ready our supper, remaining by the swift ship, and in the morning we will go aboard, and put out into the broad sea.’
“So spoke Eurylochus, and the rest of my comrades gave assent.
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Then verily I knew that some god was assuredly devising ill, and I spoke and addressed him with winged words:
“‘Eurylochus, verily ye constrain me, who stand alone. But come now, do ye all swear to me a mighty oath, to the end that, if we haply find a herd of kine or a great flock of sheep,
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no man may slay either cow or sheep in the blind folly of his mind; but be content to eat the food which immortal Circe gave.’
“So I spoke; and they straightway swore that they would not, even as I bade them. But when they had sworn and made an end of the oath,
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we moored our well-built ship in the hollow harbor near a spring of sweet water, and my comrades went forth from the ship and skilfully made ready their supper. But when they had put from them the desire of food and drink, then they fell to weeping, as they remembered their dear comrades
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whom Scylla had snatched from out the hollow ship and devoured; and sweet sleep came upon them as they wept. But when it was the third watch of the night, and the stars had turned their course, Zeus, the cloud-gatherer, roused against us a fierce wind with a wondrous tempest, and hid with clouds
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the land and sea alike, and night rushed down from heaven. And as soon as early Dawn appeared, the rosy-fingered, we dragged our ship, and made her fast in a hollow cave, where were the fair dancing-floors and seats of the nymphs. Then I called my men together and spoke among them:
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“‘Friends, in our swift ship is meat and drink; let us therefore keep our hands from those kine lest we come to harm, for these are the cows and goodly sheep of a dread god, even of Helios, who oversees all things and overhears all things.’
“So I spoke, and their proud hearts consented.
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Then for a full month the South Wind blew unceasingly, nor did any other wind arise except the East and the South.
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