BOOKI
THEGODSINCOUNCIL—MINERVA’S
Bezoek
VISITTOITHACA—THECHALLENGEFROMTELEMACHUSTOTHESUITORS.Tellme,OMuse,ofthatingenious
held
herowhotravelledfarandwideafterhehadsackedtheberoemde
famoustownofTroy.Manycitiesdidhe
bezocht
visit,andmanywerethenationswithwaarvan
whosemannersandcustomshewasacquainted;moreoverhesufferedmuchby
zee
seawhiletryingtosavehisownlifeandbringhismensafelyhome;butdowhathemighthecouldnotsavehismen,fortheyperishedthroughtheirownsheerfollyineatingthecattleoftheSun-godHyperion;
sothegodpreventedthemfromever
kwamen
reachinghome.Tellme,too,aboutallthesethings,ohdaughterofJove,fromwhatsoeversourceyoumayknowthem.
Sonowallwho
ontsnapt
escapeddeathinbattleorbyshipwreckhadgotsafelyhomebehalve
exceptUlysses,andhe,thoughhewaslongingtoreturntohiswifeandcountry,wasdetainedbythegoddessCalypso,whohadgothimintoagrote
largecaveandwantedtomarryhim.Butasyearswentby,therecameatimewhenthegodssettledthatheshouldgobacktoIthaca;
eventhen,however,whenhewasamonghisownpeople,histroubleswerenotyetover;
neverthelessallthegodshadnow
begonnen
beguntopityhimexceptNeptune,whostillpersecutedhimwithoutceasingandwouldnotlethimgethome.NowNeptunehadgoneofftotheEthiopians,whoareattheworld’send,andlieintwohalves,theonelooking
Westen
WestandtheotherEast.[1]Hehadgonetheretoaccepteren
acceptahecatombofsheepandoxen,andwasgenoot
enjoyinghimselfathisfestival;buttheothergodsmetinthehouseofOlympianJove,andthesireofgodsandmenspokefirst.
AtthatmomenthewasthinkingofAegisthus,whohadbeenkilledbyAgamemnon’ssonOrestes;
sohesaidtotheothergods:.
“Seenow,howmenlay
schuld
blameuponusgodsforwhatisafterallnothingbuttheirownfolly.LookatAegisthus;
hemustneedsmakelovetoAgamemnon’swifeunrighteouslyandthenkillAgamemnon,thoughheknewitwouldbethedeathofhim;
forIsentMercurytowarnhimnottodoeitherofthesethings,inasmuchasOresteswouldbesuretotakehisrevengewhenhegrewupandwantedtoreturnhome.
Mercurytoldhimthisinallgoodwillbuthewouldnotlisten,andnowhehaspaidforeverythinginfull.”
ThenMinervasaid,“Father,sonofSaturn,Kingofkings,itservedAegisthusright,andsoitwouldanyoneelsewhodoesashedid;
butAegisthusisneitherherenorthere;
itisforUlyssesthatmyheartbleeds,whenIthinkofhissufferingsinthatlonelysea-girt
eiland
island,faraway,poorman,fromallhisfriends.Itisan
eiland
islandcoveredwithforest,intheverymidden
middleofthesea,andagoddesslivesthere,daughterofthemagicianAtlas,wholooksafterthebottomoftheocean,anddraagt
carriesthegreatcolumnsthatkeephemel
heavenandearthasunder.ThisdaughterofAtlashasgotholdofpoorunhappyUlysses,andkeepstryingbyeverykindofblandishmenttomakehimforgethishome,sothatheis
moe
tiredoflife,andthinksofnothingbuthowhemayoncemoreseetherook
smokeofhisownchimneys.You,sir,takenoheedofthis,andyetwhenUlysseswasbeforeTroydidhenotpropitiateyouwithmanyaburntsacrifice?
Whythenshouldyoukeeponbeingso
boos
angrywithhim?”AndJovesaid,“Mychild,whatareyoutalkingabout?
HowcanIforgetUlyssesthanwhomthereisnomorecapablemanonearth,
noch
normoreliberalinhisofferingstotheimmortalgodsthatliveinhemel
heaven?Bearinmind,however,thatNeptuneisstillfuriouswithUlyssesforhaving
verblind
blindedaneyeofPolyphemuskingoftheCyclopes.PolyphemusissontoNeptunebythenymphThoosa,daughtertothesea-kingPhorcys;
thereforethoughhewillnotkillUlyssesoutright,hetormentshimbypreventinghimfromgettinghome.
Still,letuslayourheadstogetherandseehowwecanhelphimtoreturn;
Neptunewillthenbepacified,forifweareallofamindhecanhardlystandoutagainstus.”
AndMinervasaid,“Father,sonofSaturn,Kingofkings,if,then,thegodsnowmeanthatUlyssesshouldgethome,weshouldfirstsendMercurytotheOgygian
eiland
islandtotellCalypsothatwehavemadeupourmindsandthatheistoreturn.InthemeantimeIwillgotoIthaca,toputheartintoUlysses’sonTelemachus;
IwillemboldenhimtocalltheAchaeansinassembly,andspeakouttothesuitorsofhismotherPenelope,whopersistineatingupanynumberofhissheepandoxen;
IwillalsoconducthimtoSpartaandtoPylos,toseeifhecanhearanythingaboutthereturnofhisdearfather—forthiswillmakepeoplespeakwellofhim.”
Sosayingsheboundonherglitteringgoldensandals,imperishable,withwhichshecan
vliegen
flylikethewindoverland
landorsea;shegraspedtheredoubtablebronze-shodspear,sostoutandsturdyand
sterk
strong,wherewithshequellstheranksofheroeswhohavedispleasedher,anddownshedartedfromthetopmostsummitsofOlympus,whereonforthwithshewasinIthaca,atthegatewayofUlysses’house,disguisedasavisitor,Mentes,chiefoftheTaphians,andsheheldabronzespearinherhand.Thereshefoundthelordlysuitorsseatedonhidesoftheoxenwhichtheyhadkilledandeaten,andplayingdraughtsinfrontofthehouse.
Men-servantsandpageswerebustlingabouttowaituponthem,somemixing
wijn
winewithwaterinthemixing-bowls,somecleaningdownthetableswithwetspongesandlegden
layingthemoutagain,andsomecuttingupgreatquantitiesofvlees
meat.Telemachussawherlongbeforeanyoneelsedid.
Hewassittingmoodilyamongthesuitorsthinkingabouthisbravefather,andhowhewouldsendthem
vliegen
flyingoutofthehouse,ifheweretocometohisownagainandbehonouredasindaysgoneby.Thusbroodingashesatamongthem,hecaughtsightofMinervaandwentstraighttothegate,forhewasvexedthatastrangershouldbekeptwaitingforadmittance.
Hetookherrighthandinhisown,andbadehergivehimherspear.
“Welcome,”saidhe,“toourhouse,andwhenyouhavepartakenoffoodyoushalltelluswhatyouhavecomefor.”
He
leidde
ledthewayashespoke,andMinervafollowedhim.Whentheywerewithinhetookherspearandsetitinthespear-standagainstastrongbearing-postalongwiththemanyotherspearsofhisunhappyfather,andheconductedhertoarichlydecorated
stoel
seatunderwhichhethrewaclothofdamask.Therewasafootstoolalsoforherfeet,[2]andhesetanother
stoel
seatnearherforhimself,awayfromthesuitors,thatshemightnotbeannoyedwhileeatingbytheirnoiseandinsolence,andthathemightaskhermorefreelyabouthisfather.Amaidservantthenbroughtthemwaterinabeautifulgoldenewerandpoureditintoasilverbasinforthemto
wassen
washtheirhands,andshedrewaschone
cleantablebesidethem.Anupperservantbroughtthembread,and
bood
offeredthemmanygoodthingsofwhattherewasinthehouse,thecarverfetchedthemplatesofallmannerofmeatsandsetcupsofgouden
goldbytheirside,andamanservantbroughtthemwijn
wineandpoureditoutforthem.Thenthesuitorscameinandtooktheirplacesonthebenchesandseats.[3]Forthwithmenservantspouredwaterovertheirhands,maidswent
rond
roundwiththebread-baskets,pagesfilledthemixing-bowlswithwijn
wineandwater,andtheylegden
laidtheirhandsuponthegoodthingsthatwerebeforethem.Assoonastheyhadhadenoughtoeatanddrinktheywantedmusicanddancing,whicharethecrowningembellishmentsofabanquet,soaservantbroughtalyretoPhemius,whomtheycompelledperforcetosingtothem.
Assoonashetouchedhislyreand
begon
begantosingTelemachusspokelowtoMinerva,withhisheadclosetohersthatnomanmighthear.“Ihope,sir,”saidhe,“thatyouwillnotbeoffendedwithwhatIamgoingtosay.
Singingcomescheaptothosewhodonotpayforit,andallthisisdoneatthecostofone
wiens
whoseboneslierottinginsomewildernessorgrindingtopowderinthesurf.IfthesemenweretoseemyfathercomebacktoIthacatheywould
bidden
prayforlongerlegsratherthanalongerpurse,formoneywouldnotservethem;buthe,alas,hasfallenonanillfate,andevenwhenpeopledosometimessaythatheiscoming,wenolongerheedthem;
weshallneverseehimagain.
Andnow,sir,tellmeandtellmetrue,whoyouareandwhereyoucomefrom.
Tellmeofyourtownandparents,whatmannerof
schip
shipyoucamein,howyourcrewbroughtyoutoIthaca,andofwhatnationtheydeclaredthemselvestobe—foryoucannothavecomebyland
land.Tellmealsotruly,forIwanttoknow,areyouastrangertothishouse,orhaveyoubeenhereinmyfather’stime?
Intheolddayswehadmanyvisitorsformyfatherwentaboutmuchhimself.”
AndMinervaanswered,“Iwilltellyoutrulyandparticularlyallaboutit.
IamMentes,sonofAnchialus,andIamKingoftheTaphians.
Ihavecomeherewithmy
schip
shipandcrew,onavoyagetomenofaforeigntonguebeingboundforTemesa[4]withacargoofiron,andIshallbringbackcopper.Asformy
schip
ship,itliesoveryonderofftheopencountryawayfromthetown,intheharbourRheithron[5]underthewoodedmountainNeritum.[6]Ourfatherswerefriendsbeforeus,asoldLaerteswilltellyou,ifyouwillgoandaskhim.Theysay,
echter
however,thathenevercomestotownnow,andlivesbyhimselfinthecountry,faringhardly,withanoldwomantolookafterhimandgethisdinnerforhim,whenhecomesinmoe
tiredfrompotteringabouthisvineyard.Theytoldmeyourfatherwasathomeagain,andthatwaswhyIcame,butit
lijkt
seemsthegodsarestillkeepinghimback,forheisnotdeadyetnotonthemainland.Itismorelikelyheisonsomesea-girt
eiland
islandinmidocean,oraprisoneramongsavageswhoaredetaininghimagainsthiswill.Iamnoprophet,andknowverylittleaboutomens,butIspeakasitis
gedragen
borneinuponmefromhemel
heaven,andassureyouthathewillnotbeawaymuchlonger;forheisamanofsuchresourcethateventhoughhewereinchainsofironhewouldfindsomemeansofgettinghomeagain.
Buttellme,andtellmetrue,canUlyssesreallyhavesuchafinelookingfellowforason?
Youareindeedwonderfullylikehimabouttheheadandeyes,forwewereclosefriendsbeforehesetsailforTroywheretheflowerofalltheArgiveswentalso.
Sincethattimewehavenevereitherofusseentheother.”
“Mymother,”answeredTelemachus,“tellsmeIamsontoUlysses,butitisawisechildthatknowshisownfather.
WouldthatIweresontoonewhohadgrownolduponhisownestates,for,sinceyouaskme,thereisnomoreill-starredmanunder
hemel
heaventhanhewhotheytellmeismyfather.”AndMinervasaid,“Thereisno
angst
fearofyourracedyingoutyet,whilePenelopehassuchafinesonasyouare.Buttellme,andtellmetrue,whatisthemeaningofallthisfeasting,andwhoarethesepeople?
Whatisitallabout?
Haveyousomebanquet,oristherea
bruiloft
weddinginthefamily—fornoonelijkt
seemstobebringinganyprovisionsofhisown?Andtheguests—howatrociouslytheyarebehaving;
whatriottheymakeoverthewholehouse;
itisenoughtodisgustanyrespectablepersonwhocomes
buurt
nearthem.”“Sir,”saidTelemachus,“asregardsyourquestion,solongasmyfatherwashereitwaswellwithusandwiththehouse,butthegodsintheirdispleasurehavewilledit
anders
otherwise,andhavehiddenhimawaymorecloselythanmortalmanwaseveryetverborgen
hidden.Icouldhaveborneitbettereventhoughheweredead,ifhehadfallenwithhismenbeforeTroy,orhaddiedwithfriendsaroundhimwhenthedaysofhisfightingweredone;
forthentheAchaeanswouldhave
gebouwd
builtamoundoverhisashes,andIshouldmyselfhavebeenheirtohisrenown;butnowthestorm-windshavespiritedhimawayweknownotwhither;
heisgonewithoutleavingsomuchasatracebehindhim,andIinheritnothingbutdismay.
Nordoesthematterend
simpelweg
simplywithgriefforthelossofmyfather;hemel
heavenhaslaidsorrowsuponmeofyetanotherkind;forthechiefsfromallourislands,Dulichium,Same,andthewoodland
eiland
islandofZacynthus,asalsoalltheprincipalmenofIthacaitself,areeatingupmyhouseunderthepretextofpayingtheirhof
courttomymother,whowillneitherpointblanksaythatshewillnotmarry,[7]noryetbringmatterstoanend;sotheyaremakinghavocofmyestate,andbeforelongwilldosoalsowithmyself.”
“Isthatso?”
exclaimedMinerva,“thenyoudoindeedwantUlysseshomeagain.
Givehimhishelmet,shield,andacoupleoflances,andifheisthemanhewaswhenIfirstknewhiminourhouse,drinkingandmakingmerry,hewouldsoonlayhishandsabouttheserascallysuitors,werehetostandoncemoreuponhisownthreshold.
HewasthencomingfromEphyra,wherehehadbeentobegpoisonforhisarrowsfromIlus,sonofMermerus.
Ilus
vreesde
fearedtheever-livinggodsandwouldnotgivehimany,butmyfatherlethimhavesome,forhewasveryfondofhim.IfUlyssesisthemanhethenwasthesesuitorswillhavea
korte
shortshriftandasorrybruiloft
wedding.“Butthere!
Itrestswith
hemel
heaventodeterminewhetherheistoreturn,andtakehisrevengeinhisownhouseorno;Iwould,
echter
however,urgeyoutosetabouttryingtogetridofthesesuitorsatonce.Takemyadvice,calltheAchaeanheroesinassemblyto-morrowmorning—layyourcasebeforethem,andcall
hemel
heaventobearyouwitness.Bidthesuitorstakethemselvesoff,eachtohisownplace,andifyourmother’smindissetonmarryingagain,lethergobacktoherfather,whowillfindherahusbandandprovideherwithallthemarriagegiftsthatsodearadaughtermay
verwachten
expect.Asforyourself,letmeprevailuponyoutotakethebest
schip
shipyoucanget,withacrewoftwentymen,andgoinquestofyourfatherwhohassolongbeenmissing.Someonemaytellyousomething,or(andpeople
vaak
oftenhearthingsinthisway)someheaven-sentboodschap
messagemaydirectyou.FirstgotoPylosandaskNestor;
thencegoontoSpartaand
bezoek
visitMenelaus,forhegothomelastofalltheAchaeans;ifyouhearthatyourfatherisaliveandonhiswayhome,youcanputupwiththe
verspilling
wastethesesuitorswillmakeforyetanothertwelvemonths.Ifontheotherhandyouhearofhisdeath,comehomeatonce,celebratehisfuneralriteswithallduepomp,
bouw
buildabarrowtohismemory,andmakeyourmothermarryagain.Then,havingdoneallthis,thinkitwelloverinyourmindhow,by
eerlijke
fairmeansorfoul,youmaykillthesesuitorsinyourownhouse.Youaretoooldtopleadinfancyanylonger;
haveyounotheardhowpeoplearesingingOrestes’praisesforhavingkilledhisfather’smurdererAegisthus?
Youareafine,
slimme
smartlookingfellow;showyourmettle,then,andmakeyourselfanameinstory.
Now,however,Imustgobacktomy
schip
shipandtomycrew,whowillbeimpatientifIkeepthemwaitinglonger;thinkthematteroverforyourself,andrememberwhatIhavesaidtoyou.”
“Sir,”answeredTelemachus,“ithasbeenverykindofyoutotalktomeinthisway,asthoughIwereyourownson,andIwilldoallyoutellme;
Iknowyouwanttobegettingonwithyourvoyage,butstayalittlelongertillyouhavetakenabathandrefreshedyourself.
Iwillthengiveyouapresent,andyoushallgoonyourwayrejoicing;
Iwillgiveyouoneofgreat
schoonheid
beautyandvalue—akeepsakesuchasonlydearfriendsgivetooneanother.”Minervaanswered,“Donottrytokeepme,forIwouldbeonmywayatonce.
Asforanypresentyoumaybedisposedtomakeme,keepittillIcomeagain,andIwilltakeithomewithme.
Youshallgivemeaverygoodone,andIwillgiveyouoneofno
minder
lessvalueinreturn.”Withthesewordsshe
vloog
flewawaylikeabirdintotheair,butshehadgivenTelemachuscourage,andhadmadehimthinkmorethaneverabouthisfather.Hefeltthechange,wonderedatit,andknewthatthestrangerhadbeenagod,sohewentstraighttowherethesuitorsweresitting.
Phemiuswasstillsinging,andhishearerssatraptinsilenceashetoldthesadtaleofthereturnfromTroy,andtheillsMinervahadlaidupontheAchaeans.
Penelope,daughterofIcarius,heardhis
lied
songfromherroomupstairs,andcamedownbythegreatstaircase,notalone,butattendedbytwoofherhandmaids.Whenshe
bereikte
reachedthesuitorsshestoodbyoneofthebearingpoststhatsupportedtheroofofthecloisters[8]withastaidmaidenoneithersideofher.Sheheldaveil,moreover,beforeherface,andwasweepingbitterly.
“Phemius,”shecried,“youknowmanyanotherfeatofgodsandheroes,suchaspoetslovetocelebrate.
Singthesuitorssomeoneofthese,andletthemdrinktheir
wijn
wineinsilence,butceasethissadtale,foritbreaksmysorrowfulheart,andremindsmeofmylosthusbandwhomImourneverwithoutceasing,andwiens
whosenamewasgreatoverallHellasandmidden
middleArgos.”[9].“Mother,”answeredTelemachus,“letthebardsingwhathehasamindto;
bardsdonotmaketheillstheysingof;
itisJove,notthey,whomakesthem,andwhosendswealorwoeuponmankindaccordingtohisowngoodpleasure.
Thisfellowmeansnoharmbysingingtheill-fatedreturnoftheDanaans,forpeoplealwaysapplaudthelatestsongsmostwarmly.
Makeupyourmindtoitand
draag
bearit;UlyssesisnottheonlymanwhonevercamebackfromTroy,butmanyanotherwentdownaswellashe.
Go,then,withinthehouseandbusyyourselfwithyourdailyduties,yourloom,yourdistaff,andtheorderingofyourservants;
forspeechisman’smatter,andmine
boven
aboveallothers[10]—foritisIwhoammasterhere.”Shewentwonderingbackintothehouse,and
legde
laidherson’ssayinginherheart.Then,going
boven
upstairswithherhandmaidsintoherroom,shemournedherdearhusbandtillMinervashedsweetsleepoverhereyes.Butthesuitorswereclamorousthroughoutthecoveredcloisters[11],and
bad
prayedeachonethathemightbeherbedfellow.ThenTelemachusspoke,“Shameless,”hecried,“andinsolentsuitors,letusfeastatourpleasurenow,andlettherebenobrawling,foritisararethingtohearamanwithsuchadivine
stem
voiceasPhemiushas;butinthemorningmeetmeinfullassemblythatImaygiveyouformalnoticetodepart,andfeastatoneanother’shouses,turnandturnabout,atyourown
kosten
cost.Ifontheotherhandyou
kiest
choosetopersistinspungingupononeman,hemel
heavenhelpme,butJoveshallreckonwithyouinfull,andwhenyoufallinmyfather’shousethereshallbenomantoavengeyou.”Thesuitorsbittheirlipsastheyheardhim,andmarvelledattheboldnessofhisspeech.
Then,Antinous,sonofEupeithes,said,“Thegods
lijken
seemtohavegivenyoulessonsinblusterandtalltalking;mayJovenevergrantyoutobechiefinIthacaasyourfatherwasbeforeyou.”
Telemachusanswered,“Antinous,donotchidewithme,but,godwilling,IwillbechieftooifIcan.
Isthisthe
ergste
worstfateyoucanthinkofforme?Itisnobadthingtobeachief,foritbringsbothrichesandhonour.
Still,nowthatUlyssesisdeadtherearemanygreatmeninIthacabotholdandyoung,andsomeothermaytakethe
leiding
leadamongthem;neverthelessIwillbechiefinmyownhouse,andwillrulethosewhomUlysseshaswonforme.”
ThenEurymachus,sonofPolybus,answered,“Itrestswith
hemel
heaventodecidewhoshallbechiefamongus,butyoushallbemasterinyourownhouseandoveryourownpossessions;noonewhilethereisamaninIthacashalldoyouviolencenorrobyou.
Andnow,mygoodfellow,Iwanttoknowaboutthisstranger.
Whatcountrydoeshecomefrom?
Ofwhatfamilyishe,andwhereishisestate?
Hashebroughtyounewsaboutthereturnofyourfather,orwasheonbusinessofhisown?
He
leek
seemedawelltodoman,buthehurriedoffsoplotseling
suddenlythathewasgoneinamomentbeforewecouldgettoknowhim.”“Myfatherisdeadandgone,”answeredTelemachus,“andevenifsomerumour
bereikt
reachesmeIputnomoregeloof
faithinitnow.Mymotherdoesindeedsometimessendforasoothsayerandquestionhim,butIgivehisprophecyingsnoheed.
Asforthestranger,hewasMentes,sonofAnchialus,chiefoftheTaphians,anoldfriendofmyfather’s.”
Butinhisheartheknewthatithadbeenthegoddess.
Thesuitorsthenreturnedtotheirsinginganddancinguntilthe
avond
evening;butwhennightfellupontheirpleasuringtheywenthometobedeachinhisownabode.[12]Telemachus’sroomwashighupinatower[13]thatlookedontotheoutercourt;
hither,then,hehied,broodingandfullofthought.
Agoodoldwoman,Euryclea,daughterofOps,thesonofPisenor,wentbeforehimwithacoupleofblazingtorches.
Laerteshadboughtherwithhisownmoneywhenshewasquiteyoung;
hegavetheworthoftwentyoxenforher,andshewedasmuch
respect
respecttoherinhishouseholdashedidtohisownweddedwife,buthedidnottakehertohisbedforhefearedhiswife’sresentment.[14]SheitwaswhonowlightedTelemachustohisroom,andshelovedhimbetterthananyoftheotherwomeninthehousedid,forshehadnursedhimwhenhewasababy.Heopenedthedoorofhisbedroomandsatdownuponthebed;
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Nowwhenthechildofmorning,rosy-fingeredDawn,appearedTelemachusroseand
kleedde
dressedhimself.Heboundhissandalsontohiscomely
voeten
feet,girdedhisswordabouthisshoulder,andlefthisroomlookinglikeanimmortalgod.Heatoncesentthecriers
rond
roundtocallthepeopleinassembly,sotheycalledthemandthepeoplegatheredthereon;then,whentheyweregottogether,hewenttotheplaceofassemblyspearinhand—notalone,forhistwohoundswentwithhim.
Minervaendowedhimwithapresenceofsuchdivinecomelinessthatallmarvelledathimashewentby,andwhenhetookhisplaceinhisfather’s
zetel
seateventheoldestcouncillorsmadewayforhim.Aegyptius,amanbent
verdubbeld
doublewithage,andofinfiniteervaring
experience,wasthefirsttospeak.HissonAntiphushadgonewithUlyssestoIlius,
land
landofnoblesteeds,butthesavageCyclopshadkilledhimwhentheywereallshutupinthecave,andhadgekookt
cookedhislastdinnerforhim.[17]Hehadthreesonsleft,ofwhomtwostillworkedontheirfather’sland
land,whilethethird,Eurynomus,wasoneofthesuitors;neverthelesstheirfathercouldnotgetoverthelossofAntiphus,andwasstillweepingforhimwhenhe
begon
beganhisspeech.“MenofIthaca,”hesaid,“hearmywords.
FromthedayUlyssesleftustherehasbeennomeetingofourcouncillorsuntilnow;
whothencanitbe,whetheroldoryoung,thatfindsitso
noodzakelijk
necessarytoconveneus?Hashegot
wind
windofsomehostapproaching,anddoeshewishtowarnus,orwouldhespeakuponsomeothermatterofopenbaar
publicmoment?Iamsureheisan
uitstekend
excellentperson,andIhopeJovewillgranthimhisheart’sdesire.”Telemachustookthisspeechasofgoodomenandroseatonce,forhewasburstingwithwhathehadtosay.
Hestoodinthe
midden
middleoftheassemblyandthegoodheraldPisenorbroughthimhisstaff.Then,turningtoAegyptius,“Sir,”saidhe,“itisI,asyouwillshortly
leren
learn,whohaveconvenedyou,foritisIwhoamthemostaggrieved.Ihavenotgot
wind
windofanyhostapproachingaboutwhichIwouldwarnyou,noch
noristhereanymatterofopenbaar
publicmomentonwhichIwouldspeak.Mygrievanceispurely
persoonlijk
personal,andturnsontwogreatmisfortuneswhichhavefallenuponmyhouse.Thefirstoftheseisthelossofmyexcellentfather,whowaschiefamongallyouhere
aanwezig
present,andwaslikeafathertoeveryoneofyou;thesecondismuchmoreserious,anderelongwillbetheutterruinofmyestate.
Thesonsofallthechiefmenamongyouarepesteringmymothertomarrythemagainstherwill.
TheyareafraidtogotoherfatherIcarius,askinghimto
kiezen
choosetheonehelikesbest,andtoprovidemarriagegiftsforhisdaughter,butdaybydaytheykeephangingaboutmyfather’shouse,sacrificingouroxen,sheep,andfatgoatsfortheirbanquets,andnevergivingsomuchasathoughttothequantityofwijn
winetheydrink.Noestatecanstandsuchrecklessness;
wehavenownoUlyssestowardoffharmfromourdoors,andIcannotholdmyownagainstthem.