BOOKI
THEGODSINCOUNCIL—MINERVA’S
Visita
VISITTOITHACA—THECHALLENGEFROMTELEMACHUSTOTHESUITORS.Tellme,OMuse,ofthatingenious
herói
herowhotravelledfarandwideafterhehadsackedthefamoustownofTroy.Manycitiesdidhe
visitou
visit,andmanywerethenationswithcujos
whosemannersandcustomshewasacquainted;moreoverhesufferedmuchby
mar
seawhiletryingtosavehisownlifeandbringhismensafelyhome;butdowhathemighthecouldnotsavehismen,fortheyperishedthroughtheirownsheerfollyineatingthecattleoftheSun-godHyperion;
sothegodpreventedthemfromever
chegarem
reachinghome.Tellme,too,aboutallthesethings,ohdaughterofJove,fromwhatsoeversourceyoumayknowthem.
Sonowallwho
escaparam
escapeddeathinbattleorbyshipwreckhadgotsafelyhomeexceto
exceptUlysses,andhe,thoughhewaslongingtoreturntohiswifeandcountry,wasdetainedbythegoddessCalypso,whohadgothimintoagrande
largecaveandwantedtocasar
marryhim.Butasyearswentby,therecameatimewhenthegodssettledthatheshouldgobacktoIthaca;
eventhen,however,whenhewasamonghisownpeople,histroubleswerenotyetover;
neverthelessallthegodshadnow
começaram
beguntopityhimexceptNeptune,whostillpersecutedhimwithoutceasingandwouldnotlethimgethome.NowNeptunehadgoneofftotheEthiopians,whoareattheworld’send,andlieintwohalves,theonelooking
Oeste
WestandtheotherEast.[1]Hehadgonetheretoaceitar
acceptahecatombofsheepandoxen,andwasenjoyinghimselfathisfestival;buttheothergodsmetinthehouseofOlympianJove,andthesireofgodsandmenspokefirst.
AtthatmomenthewasthinkingofAegisthus,whohadbeenkilledbyAgamemnon’ssonOrestes;
sohesaidtotheothergods:.
“Seenow,howmenlay
culpam
blameuponusgodsforwhatisafterallnothingbuttheirownfolly.LookatAegisthus;
hemustneedsmakelovetoAgamemnon’swifeunrighteouslyandthenkillAgamemnon,thoughheknewitwouldbethedeathofhim;
forIsentMercurytowarnhimnottodoeitherofthesethings,inasmuchasOresteswouldbesuretotakehisrevengewhenhe
crescesse
grewupandwantedtoreturnhome.Mercurytoldhimthisinallgoodwillbuthewouldnotlisten,andnowhehaspaidforeverythinginfull.”
ThenMinervasaid,“Father,sonofSaturn,Kingofkings,itservedAegisthusright,andsoitwouldanyoneelsewhodoesashedid;
butAegisthusisneitherherenorthere;
itisforUlyssesthatmyheartbleeds,whenIthinkofhissufferingsinthatlonelysea-girt
ilha
island,faraway,poorman,fromallhisfriends.Itisan
ilha
islandcoveredwithforest,intheverymeio
middleofthesea,andagoddesslivesthere,daughterofthemagicianAtlas,wholooksafterthebottomoftheocean,andcarrega
carriesthegreatcolumnsthatkeepcéu
heavenandearthasunder.ThisdaughterofAtlashasgotholdofpoorunhappyUlysses,andkeepstryingbyeverykindofblandishmenttomakehimforgethishome,sothatheis
cansado
tiredoflife,andthinksofnothingbuthowhemayoncemoreseethefumaça
smokeofhisownchimneys.You,sir,takenoheedofthis,andyetwhenUlysseswasbeforeTroydidhenotpropitiateyouwithmanyaburntsacrifice?
Whythenshouldyoukeeponbeingso
zangado
angrywithhim?”AndJovesaid,“Mychild,whatareyoutalkingabout?
HowcanIforgetUlyssesthanwhomthereisnomorecapablemanonearth,
nem
normoreliberalinhisofferingstotheimmortalgodsthatliveincéu
heaven?Bearinmind,however,thatNeptuneisstillfuriouswithUlyssesforhavingblindedan
olho
eyeofPolyphemuskingoftheCyclopes.PolyphemusissontoNeptunebythenymphThoosa,daughtertothesea-kingPhorcys;
thereforethoughhewillnotkillUlyssesoutright,hetormentshimbypreventinghimfromgettinghome.
Still,letuslayourheadstogetherandseehowwecanhelphimtoreturn;
Neptunewillthenbepacified,forifweareallofamindhecanhardlystandoutagainstus.”
AndMinervasaid,“Father,sonofSaturn,Kingofkings,if,then,thegodsnowmeanthatUlyssesshouldgethome,weshouldfirstsendMercurytotheOgygian
ilha
islandtotellCalypsothatwehavemadeupourmindsandthatheistoreturn.InthemeantimeIwillgotoIthaca,toputheartintoUlysses’sonTelemachus;
IwillemboldenhimtocalltheAchaeansinassembly,andspeakouttothesuitorsofhismotherPenelope,whopersistineatingupanynumberofhissheepandoxen;
IwillalsoconducthimtoSpartaandtoPylos,toseeifhecanhearanythingaboutthereturnofhisdearfather—forthiswillmakepeoplespeakwellofhim.”
Sosayingsheboundonherglitteringgoldensandals,imperishable,withwhichshecan
voar
flylikethewindoverterra
landorsea;shegraspedtheredoubtablebronze-shodspear,sostoutandsturdyand
forte
strong,wherewithshequellstheranksofheroeswhohavedispleasedher,anddownshedartedfromthetopmostsummitsofOlympus,whereonforthwithshewasinIthaca,atthegatewayofUlysses’house,disguisedasavisitor,Mentes,chefe
chiefoftheTaphians,andsheheldabronzespearinherhand.Thereshefoundthelordlysuitorsseatedonhidesoftheoxenwhichtheyhadkilledandeaten,andplayingdraughtsinfrontofthehouse.
Men-servantsandpageswerebustlingabouttowaituponthem,somemixing
vinho
winewithwaterinthemixing-bowls,somelimpando
cleaningdownthetableswithwetspongesandcolocando
layingthemoutagain,andsomecuttingupgreatquantitiesofcarne
meat.Telemachussawherlongbeforeanyoneelsedid.
Hewassittingmoodilyamongthesuitorsthinkingabouthisbravefather,andhowhewouldsendthem
voar
flyingoutofthehouse,ifheweretocometohisownagainandbehonouredasindaysgoneby.Thusbroodingashesatamongthem,hecaughtsightofMinervaandwent
direto
straighttothegate,forhewasvexedthatastrangershouldbekeptwaitingforadmittance.Hetookherrighthandinhisown,andbadehergivehimherspear.
“Welcome,”saidhe,“toourhouse,andwhenyouhavepartakenoffoodyoushalltelluswhatyouhavecomefor.”
He
liderou
ledthewayashespoke,andMinervafollowedhim.Whentheywerewithinhetookherspearandsetitinthespear-standagainsta
forte
strongbearing-postalongwiththemanyotherspearsofhisunhappyfather,andheconductedhertoarichlydecoratedassento
seatunderwhichhethrewaclothofdamask.Therewasafootstoolalsoforherfeet,[2]andhesetanother
assento
seatnearherforhimself,awayfromthesuitors,thatshemightnotbeannoyedwhileeatingbytheirnoiseandinsolence,andthathemightaskhermorefreelyabouthisfather.Amaidservantthenbroughtthemwaterinabeautifulgoldenewerandpoureditintoasilverbasinforthemto
lavassem
washtheirhands,andshedrewalimpa
cleantablebesidethem.Anupperservantbroughtthembread,and
ofereceu
offeredthemmanygoodthingsofwhattherewasinthehouse,thecarverfetchedthemplatesofallmannerofmeatsandsetcupsofouro
goldbytheirside,andamanservantbroughtthemvinho
wineandpoureditoutforthem.Thenthesuitorscameinandtooktheirplacesonthebenchesandseats.[3]Forthwithmenservantspouredwaterovertheirhands,maidswentroundwiththebread-baskets,pagesfilledthemixing-bowlswith
vinho
wineandwater,andtheylaidtheirhandsuponthegoodthingsthatwerebeforethem.Assoonastheyhadhadenoughtoeatanddrinktheywantedmusicanddancing,whicharethecrowningembellishmentsofabanquet,soaservantbroughtalyretoPhemius,whomtheycompelledperforcetosingtothem.
Assoonashetouchedhislyreand
começou
begantosingTelemachusspokebaixo
lowtoMinerva,withhisheadclosetohersthatnomanmighthear.“Ihope,sir,”saidhe,“thatyouwillnotbeoffendedwithwhatIamgoingtosay.
Singingcomescheaptothosewhodonotpayforit,andallthisisdoneatthe
custo
costofonewhoseboneslierottinginsomewildernessorgrindingtopowderinthesurf.IfthesemenweretoseemyfathercomebacktoIthacatheywould
rezariam
prayforlongerlegsratherthanalongerpurse,formoneywouldnotservethem;buthe,alas,hasfallenonanillfate,andevenwhenpeopledosometimessaythatheiscoming,wenolongerheedthem;
weshallneverseehimagain.
Andnow,sir,tellmeandtellmetrue,whoyouareandwhereyoucomefrom.
Tellmeofyourtownandparents,whatmannerof
navio
shipyoucamein,howyourcrewbroughtyoutoIthaca,andofwhatnationtheydeclaredthemselvestobe—foryoucannothavecomebyterra
land.Tellmealsotruly,forIwanttoknow,areyouastrangertothishouse,orhaveyoubeenhereinmyfather’stime?
Intheolddayswehadmanyvisitorsformyfatherwentaboutmuchhimself.”
AndMinervaanswered,“Iwilltellyoutrulyandparticularlyallaboutit.
IamMentes,sonofAnchialus,andIamKingoftheTaphians.
Ihavecomeherewithmy
navio
shipandcrew,onavoyagetomenofaforeigntonguebeingboundforTemesa[4]withacargoofiron,andIshallbringbackcopper.Asformy
navio
ship,itliesoveryonderofftheopencountryawayfromthetown,intheharbourRheithron[5]underthewoodedmountainNeritum.[6]Ourfatherswerefriendsbeforeus,asoldLaerteswilltellyou,ifyouwillgoandaskhim.Theysay,
no entanto
however,thathenevercomestotownnow,andlivesbyhimselfinthecountry,faringhardly,withanoldwomantolookafterhimandgethisdinnerforhim,whenhecomesincansado
tiredfrompotteringabouthisvineyard.Theytoldmeyourfatherwasathomeagain,andthatwaswhyIcame,butit
parece
seemsthegodsarestillkeepinghimback,forheisnotdeadyetnotonthemainland.Itismorelikelyheisonsomesea-girt
ilha
islandinmidocean,oraprisoneramongsavageswhoaredetaininghimagainsthiswill.Iamnoprophet,andknowverylittleaboutomens,butIspeakasitisborneinuponmefrom
céu
heaven,andassureyouthathewillnotbeawaymuchlonger;forheisamanofsuchresourcethateventhoughhewereinchainsofironhewouldfindsomemeansofgettinghomeagain.
Buttellme,andtellmetrue,canUlyssesreallyhavesuchafinelookingfellowforason?
Youareindeedwonderfullylikehimabouttheheadandeyes,forwewereclosefriendsbeforehesetsailforTroywheretheflowerofalltheArgiveswentalso.
Sincethattimewehavenevereitherofusseentheother.”
“Mymother,”answeredTelemachus,“tellsmeIamsontoUlysses,butitisawisechildthatknowshisownfather.
WouldthatIweresontoonewhohadgrownolduponhisownestates,for,sinceyouaskme,thereisnomoreill-starredmanunder
céu
heaventhanhewhotheytellmeismyfather.”AndMinervasaid,“Thereisno
medo
fearofyourracedyingoutyet,whilePenelopehassuchafinesonasyouare.Buttellme,andtellmetrue,whatisthemeaningofallthisfeasting,andwhoarethesepeople?
Whatisitallabout?
Haveyousomebanquet,oristherea
casamento
weddinginthefamily—fornooneparece
seemstobebringinganyprovisionsofhisown?Andtheguests—howatrociouslytheyarebehaving;
whatriottheymakeoverthewholehouse;
itisenoughtodisgustanyrespectablepersonwhocomesnearthem.”
“Sir,”saidTelemachus,“asregardsyourquestion,solongasmyfatherwashereitwaswellwithusandwiththehouse,butthegodsintheirdispleasurehavewilleditotherwise,andhavehiddenhimawaymorecloselythanmortalmanwaseveryethidden.
Icouldhave
suportado
borneitbettereventhoughheweredead,ifhehadfallenwithhismenbeforeTroy,orhaddiedwithfriendsaroundhimwhenthedaysofhisfightingweredone;forthentheAchaeanswouldhavebuiltamoundoverhisashes,andIshouldmyselfhavebeenheirtohisrenown;
butnowthestorm-windshavespiritedhimawayweknownotwhither;
heisgonewithoutleavingsomuchasatracebehindhim,andIinheritnothingbutdismay.
Nem
Nordoesthematterendsimplesmente
simplywithgriefforthelossofmyfather;céu
heavenhaslaidsorrowsuponmeofyetanotherkind;forthechiefsfromallourislands,Dulichium,Same,andthewoodland
ilha
islandofZacynthus,asalsoalltheprincipalmenofIthacaitself,areeatingupmyhouseunderthepretextofpayingtheircorte
courttomymother,whowillneitherpointblanksaythatshewillnotmarry,[7]noryetbringmatterstoanend;sotheyaremakinghavocofmyestate,andbeforelongwilldosoalsowithmyself.”
“Isthatso?”
exclaimedMinerva,“thenyoudoindeedwantUlysseshomeagain.
Givehimhishelmet,shield,andacoupleoflances,andifheisthemanhewaswhenIfirstknewhiminourhouse,drinkingandmakingmerry,hewouldsoonlayhishandsabouttheserascallysuitors,werehetostandoncemoreuponhisownthreshold.
HewasthencomingfromEphyra,wherehehadbeentobegpoisonforhisarrowsfromIlus,sonofMermerus.
Ilus
temia
fearedtheever-livinggodsandwouldnotgivehimany,butmyfatherlethimhavesome,forhewasveryfondofhim.IfUlyssesisthemanhethenwasthesesuitorswillhavea
curta
shortshriftandasorrycasamento
wedding.“Butthere!
Itrestswith
céu
heaventodeterminewhetherheistoreturn,andtakehisrevengeinhisownhouseorno;Iwould,
no entanto
however,urgeyoutosetabouttryingtogetridofthesesuitorsatonce.Takemyadvice,calltheAchaeanheroesinassemblyto-morrowmorning—layyourcasebeforethem,andcall
céu
heaventobearyouwitness.Bidthesuitorstakethemselvesoff,eachtohisownplace,andifyourmother’smindisseton
casar
marryingagain,lethergobacktoherfather,whowillfindherahusbandandprovideherwithallthemarriagegiftsthatsodearadaughtermayesperar
expect.Asforyourself,letmeprevailuponyoutotakethebest
navio
shipyoucanget,withacrewoftwentymen,andgoinquestofyourfatherwhohassolongbeenmissing.Someonemaytellyousomething,or(andpeople
muitas vezes
oftenhearthingsinthisway)someheaven-sentmensagem
messagemaydirectyou.FirstgotoPylosandaskNestor;
thencegoontoSpartaand
visite
visitMenelaus,forhegothomelastofalltheAchaeans;ifyouhearthatyourfatherisaliveandonhiswayhome,youcanputupwiththe
desperdício
wastethesesuitorswillmakeforyetanothertwelvemonths.Ifontheotherhandyouhearofhisdeath,comehomeatonce,celebratehisfuneralriteswithallduepomp,
construam
buildabarrowtohismemória
memory,andmakeyourmothercase
marryagain.Then,havingdoneallthis,thinkitwelloverinyourmindhow,byfairmeansorfoul,youmaykillthesesuitorsinyourownhouse.
Youaretoooldtopleadinfancyanylonger;
haveyounotheardhowpeoplearesingingOrestes’praisesforhavingkilledhisfather’smurdererAegisthus?
Youareafine,
esperto
smartlookingfellow;showyourmettle,then,andmakeyourselfanameinstory.
Now,
no entanto
however,Imustgobacktomynave
shipandtomycrew,whowillbeimpatientifIkeepthemwaitinglonger;thinkthematteroverforyourself,andrememberwhatIhavesaidtoyou.”
“Sir,”answeredTelemachus,“ithasbeenverykindofyoutotalktomeinthisway,asthoughIwereyourownson,andIwilldoallyoutellme;
Iknowyouwanttobegettingonwithyourvoyage,butstayalittlelongertillyouhavetakenabathandrefreshedyourself.
Iwillthengiveyoua
presente
present,andyoushallgoonyourwayrejoicing;Iwillgiveyouoneofgreat
beleza
beautyandvalue—akeepsakesuchasonlydearfriendsgivetooneanother.”Minervaanswered,“Donottrytokeepme,forIwouldbeonmywayatonce.
Asforany
presente
presentyoumaybedisposedtomakeme,keepittillIcomeagain,andIwilltakeithomewithme.Youshallgivemeaverygoodone,andIwillgiveyouoneofno
menos
lessvalueinreturn.”Withthesewordsshe
voou
flewawaylikeabirdintotheair,butshehadgivenTelemachuscourage,andhadmadehimthinkmorethaneverabouthisfather.Hefeltthechange,wonderedatit,andknewthatthestrangerhadbeenagod,sohewent
direto
straighttowherethesuitorsweresitting.Phemiuswasstillsinging,andhishearerssatraptinsilenceashetoldthe
triste
sadtaleofthereturnfromTroy,andtheillsMinervahadlaidupontheAchaeans.Penelope,daughterofIcarius,heardhis
canção
songfromherroomupstairs,andcamedownbythegreatstaircase,notalone,butattendedbytwoofherhandmaids.Whenshe
chegou
reachedthesuitorsshestoodbyoneofthesuporte
bearingpoststhatsupportedtheroofofthecloisters[8]withastaidmaidenoneithersideofher.Sheheldaveil,moreover,beforeherface,andwasweepingbitterly.
“Phemius,”shecried,“youknowmanyanotherfeatofgodsandheroes,suchaspoetslovetocelebrate.
Singthesuitorssomeoneofthese,andletthemdrinktheir
vinho
wineinsilence,butceasethissadtale,foritbreaksmysorrowfulheart,andremindsmeofmylosthusbandwhomImourneverwithoutceasing,andcujo
whosenamewasgreatoverallHellasandmeio
middleArgos.”[9].“Mother,”answeredTelemachus,“letthebardsingwhathehasamindto;
bardsdonotmaketheillstheysingof;
itisJove,notthey,whomakesthem,andwhosendswealorwoeuponmankindaccordingtohisowngood
prazer
pleasure.Thisfellowmeansnoharmbysingingtheill-fatedreturnoftheDanaans,forpeoplealwaysapplaudthelatestsongsmostwarmly.
Makeupyourmindtoitand
suporta
bearit;UlyssesisnottheonlymanwhonevercamebackfromTroy,butmanyanotherwentdownaswellashe.
Go,then,withinthehouseandbusyyourselfwithyourdailyduties,yourloom,yourdistaff,andtheorderingofyourservants;
forspeechisman’smatter,andmine
acima
aboveallothers[10]—foritisIwhoammasterhere.”Shewentwonderingbackintothehouse,and
colocou
laidherson’ssayinginherheart.Then,going
escadas
upstairswithherhandmaidsintoherroom,shemournedherdearhusbandtillMinervashedsweetsleepoverhereyes.Butthesuitorswereclamorousthroughoutthecoveredcloisters[11],and
rezavam
prayedeachonethathemightbeherbedfellow.ThenTelemachusspoke,“Shameless,”hecried,“andinsolentsuitors,letusfeastatour
prazer
pleasurenow,andlettherebenobrawling,foritisararethingtohearamanwithsuchadivinevoz
voiceasPhemiushas;butinthemorningmeetmeinfullassemblythatImaygiveyouformal
aviso
noticetodepart,andfeastatoneanother’shouses,turnandturnabout,atyourowncusto
cost.Ifontheotherhandyou
optares
choosetopersistinspungingupononeman,céu
heavenhelpme,butJoveshallreckonwithyouinfull,andwhenyoufallinmyfather’shousethereshallbenomantoavengeyou.”Thesuitorsbittheirlipsastheyheardhim,andmarvelledattheboldnessofhisspeech.
Then,Antinous,sonofEupeithes,said,“Thegods
parecem
seemtohavegivenyoulessonsinblusterandtalltalking;mayJovenevergrantyoutobe
chefe
chiefinIthacaasyourfatherwasbeforeyou.”Telemachusanswered,“Antinous,donotchidewithme,but,godwilling,Iwillbe
chefe
chieftooifIcan.Isthisthe
pior
worstfateyoucanthinkofforme?Itisnobadthingtobea
chefe
chief,foritbringsbothrichesandhonour.Still,nowthatUlyssesisdeadtherearemanygreatmeninIthacabotholdandyoung,andsomeothermaytakethe
liderança
leadamongthem;neverthelessIwillbe
chefe
chiefinmyownhouse,andwillgovernarei
rulethosewhomUlysseshaswonforme.”ThenEurymachus,sonofPolybus,answered,“Itrestswith
céu
heaventodecidewhoshallbechefe
chiefamongus,butyoushallbemasterinyourownhouseandoveryourownpossessions;noonewhilethereisamaninIthacashalldoyouviolence
nem
norrobyou.Andnow,mygoodfellow,Iwanttoknowaboutthisstranger.
Whatcountrydoeshecomefrom?
Ofwhatfamilyishe,andwhereishisestate?
Hashebroughtyounewsaboutthereturnofyourfather,orwasheonbusinessofhisown?
He
parecia
seemedawelltodoman,buthehurriedoffsosuddenlythathewasgoneinamomentbeforewecouldgettoknowhim.”“Myfatherisdeadandgone,”answeredTelemachus,“andevenifsomerumour
chegue
reachesmeIputnomorefé
faithinitnow.Mymotherdoesindeedsometimessendforasoothsayerandquestionhim,butIgivehisprophecyingsnoheed.
Asforthestranger,hewasMentes,sonofAnchialus,
chefe
chiefoftheTaphians,anoldfriendofmyfather’s.”Butinhisheartheknewthatithadbeenthegoddess.
Thesuitorsthenreturnedtotheirsinginganddancinguntiltheevening;
butwhennightfellupontheirpleasuringtheywenthometobedeachinhisownabode.[12]Telemachus’sroomwashighupinatower[13]thatlookedontotheoutercourt;
hither,then,hehied,broodingandfullofthought.
Agoodoldwoman,Euryclea,daughterofOps,thesonofPisenor,wentbeforehimwithacoupleofblazingtorches.
Laerteshadboughtherwithhisownmoneywhenshewasquiteyoung;
hegavethe
valor
worthoftwentyoxenforher,andshewedasmuchrespeito
respecttoherinhishouseholdashedidtohisownweddedwife,buthedidnottakehertohisbedforhetemia
fearedhiswife’sresentment.[14]SheitwaswhonowlightedTelemachustohisroom,andshelovedhimbetterthananyoftheotherwomeninthehousedid,forshehadnursedhimwhenhewasababy.Heopenedthedoorofhisbedroomandsatdownuponthebed;
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Nowwhenthechildofmorning,rosy-fingeredDawn,appearedTelemachusroseand
vestiu
dressedhimself.Heboundhissandalsontohiscomely
pés
feet,girdedhisswordabouthisshoulder,andlefthisroomlookinglikeanimmortalgod.Heatoncesentthecriersroundtocallthepeopleinassembly,sotheycalledthemandthepeoplegatheredthereon;
then,whentheyweregottogether,hewenttotheplaceofassemblyspearinhand—notalone,forhistwohoundswentwithhim.
Minervaendowedhimwithapresenceofsuchdivinecomelinessthatallmarvelledathimashewentby,andwhenhetookhisplaceinhisfather’sseateventheoldestcouncillorsmadewayforhim.
Aegyptius,amanbent
duplo
doublewithage,andofinfiniteexperiência
experience,wasthefirsttospeak.HissonAntiphushadgonewithUlyssestoIlius,
terra
landofnoblesteeds,butthesavageCyclopshadkilledhimwhentheywereallshutupinthecave,andhadcookedhislastdinnerforhim.[17]Hehadthreesonsleft,ofwhomtwostillworkedontheirfather’sterra
land,whilethethird,Eurynomus,wasoneofthesuitors;neverthelesstheirfathercouldnotgetoverthelossofAntiphus,andwasstillweepingforhimwhenhe
começou
beganhisspeech.“MenofIthaca,”hesaid,“hearmywords.
FromthedayUlyssesleftustherehasbeennomeetingofourcouncillorsuntilnow;
whothencanitbe,whetheroldoryoung,thatfindsitso
necessário
necessarytoconveneus?Hashegotwindofsomehostapproaching,anddoeshewishtowarnus,orwouldhespeakuponsomeothermatterof
público
publicmoment?Iamsureheisan
excelente
excellentperson,andIhopeJovewillgranthimhisheart’sdesire.”Telemachustookthisspeechasofgoodomenandroseatonce,forhewasburstingwithwhathehadtosay.
Hestoodinthe
meio
middleoftheassemblyandthegoodheraldPisenorbroughthimhisstaff.Then,turningtoAegyptius,“Sir,”saidhe,“itisI,asyouwillshortly
aprenderá
learn,whohaveconvenedyou,foritisIwhoamthemostaggrieved.Ihavenotgot
vento
windofanyhostapproachingaboutwhichIwouldwarnyou,nem
noristhereanymatterofpúblico
publicmomentonwhichIwouldspeak.Mygrievanceispurely
pessoal
personal,andturnsontwogreatmisfortuneswhichhavefallenuponmyhouse.Thefirstoftheseisthelossofmy
excelente
excellentfather,whowaschiefamongallyouherepresent,andwaslikeafathertoeveryoneofyou;thesecondismuchmoreserious,anderelongwillbetheutterruinofmyestate.
Thesonsofallthechiefmenamongyouarepesteringmymothertomarrythemagainstherwill.
TheyareafraidtogotoherfatherIcarius,askinghimto
escolher
choosetheonehelikesbest,andtoprovidecasamento
marriagegiftsforhisdaughter,butdaybydaytheykeephangingaboutmyfather’shouse,sacrificingouroxen,sheep,andfatgoatsfortheirbanquets,andnevergivingsomuchasathoughttothequantityofvinho
winetheydrink.Noestatecanstandsuchrecklessness;
wehavenownoUlyssestowardoffharmfromourdoors,andIcannotholdmyownagainstthem.