They all held their peace except
King Alkinoos, who began, "Sir, we have had much pleasure in hearing
all that you have told us, from which I understand that you are
willing to show your prowess [aretê], as having
been displeased with some insolent remarks that have been made to you
by one of our athletes, and which could never have been uttered by
any one who knows how to talk with propriety. I hope you will
apprehend my meaning, and will explain to any one of your chief men
who may be dining with yourself and your family when you get home,
that we have an hereditary aptitude [aretê] for
accomplishments of all kinds. We are not particularly remarkable for
our boxing, nor yet as wrestlers, but we are singularly fleet of foot
and are excellent sailors. We are extremely fond of good dinners,
music, and dancing [khoros]; we also like frequent
changes of linen, warm baths, and good beds; so now, please, some of
you who are the best dancers set about dancing, that our guest on his
return home may be able to tell his friends how much we surpass all
other nations as sailors, runners, dancers, minstrels. Demodokos has
left his lyre at my house, so run some one or other of you and fetch
it for him."
On this a servant hurried off to
bring the lyre from the king's house, and the nine men who had
been chosen as stewards stood forward. It was their business to
manage everything connected with the sports, so they made the ground
smooth and marked a wide space for the dancers
[khoros]. Presently the servant came back with
Demodokos’ lyre, and he took his place in the midst of them,
whereon the best young dancers [khoros] in the town
began to foot and trip it so nimbly that Odysseus was delighted with
the merry twinkling of their feet.
Meanwhile the bard began to sing
the loves of Ares and Aphrodite, and how they first began their
intrigue in the house of Hephaistos. Ares made Aphrodite many
presents, and defiled lord Hephaistos’ marriage bed, so the sun,
who saw what they were about, told Hephaistos. Hephaistos was very
angry when he heard such dreadful news, so he went to his smithy
brooding mischief, got his great anvil into its place, and began to
forge some chains which none could either unloose or break, so that
they might stay there in that place. When he had finished his snare
he went into his bedroom and festooned the bed-posts all over with
chains like cobwebs; he also let many hang down from the great beam
of the ceiling. Not even a god could see them, so fine and subtle
were they. As soon as he had spread the chains all over the bed, he
made as though he were setting out for the fair state of Lemnos,
which of all places in the world was the one he was most fond of. But
Ares kept no blind look out, and as soon as he saw him start, hurried
off to his house, burning with love for Aphrodite.
Now Aphrodite was just come in
from a visit to her father Zeus, and was about sitting down when Ares
came inside the house, and said as he took her hand in his own, "Let
us go to the couch of Hephaistos: he is not at home, but is gone off
to Lemnos among the Sintians, whose speech is barbarous."
This work is licensed under a
Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.
An XML version of this text is available for download, with the additional restriction that you offer Perseus any modifications you make. Perseus provides credit for all accepted changes, storing new additions in a versioning system.