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ULYSSES takes his leave of Alcinous and Arete,

and embarks in the evening. Next morning the fhip arrives at Ithaca ; where the failors, as Ulysses is yet sleeping, lay him on the shore with all his treasures. . On their return, Neptune changes their thip into a rock. In the mean time Ulyffes, awaking, knows not his native Ithaca, by reason of a mitt which Pallas had cast round him. He breaks into loud lamentations; tilly the Goddess, appearing to him in the form of a shepherd, discovers the coun, try to him, and points out the particular places, He then tells a Ofeigned story of his adventures, upon which the manifests herself, and they consult together of the meatures to be taken to destroy the suitors. To conceal his return, and disguise his person the more effectually, the changes him into the figure of an old beggar.






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His voice, that listening still they seem?d to hear.
A pause of filence hush'd the shady rooms :
The grateful conference then the king resumes:
Whatever toils the great Ulysses past,

Beneath this happy roof they end at last ;
No longer now from shore to shore to roam,
Smooth seas and gentle winds invite him home.
But hear me, princes ! whom these walls inclose,
For whom my chanter sings, and goblet Aows
With wines :unmix'd (an honour due to age,
To chear the grave, and warm the poet's rage);
Though labour'd gold and many a dazzling vest
Lie heap'd already for our god-like guest;
Without new treasures let him not remove,

Large, and expressive of the public love :
Each peer a tripod, each à vafe bestow,
A general tribute, which the state fhall owe.

This sentence pleas'd: then all their steps addrest
To separate manfions, and retir'd to rest.

Now did the rosy-finger’d morn arise,
And shed her sacred light along the skies.
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Down to the haven and the ships in haste
They bore the treasures, and in safety placid.
The king himself the vases rang'd with care : 25
Then bade his followers to the feast repair.
A victim ox beneath the sacred hand
Of great Alcinous falls, and stains the fand.
To Jove th’ Eternal (Power above all Powers !
Who wings the winds, and darkens Heaven with

The flames ascend : till evening they prolong
Thy rites, more facred made by heavenly song:
For in the midst, with public honours gracid,
The lyre divine, Demodocus! was plac'd;
All, but Ulysses, heard with fix'd delight: 35 -
He fate, and ey'd the sun, and wilh'd the night;
Slow seem'd the fun to move, the hours to roll,
His native home deep-imag'd in his soul.
As the tir'd ploughman spent with stubborn toil,
Whose oxen long have torn the furrow'd soil,
Sees with delight the sun's declining ray,
When home with feeble knees he bends his way
To late repaft (the day's hard labour done):
So to Ulysses welcome set the sun.
Then instant to Alcinous and the rest

45 (The Scherian states) he turn'd, and thus addrest :

O thou, the first in merit and command ! And you the

peers and princes of the land ! May every joy be yours ! nor this the least, When due libation shall have crown'd the feast, Safe to my home to send your happy guest,





Complete are now the bounties you have given,
Be all those bounties but confirm'd by Heaven!
So may I find, when all my wanderings cease,,
My confort blameless, and my friends in peace. ; 55

be every bliss; and every day,
In home-felt joys delighted, roll away:
Yourselves, your wives, your long-descending race,
May every God enrich with every grace!
Sure fix'd on virtue may your nation stand,
And public evil never touch the land!

His words, well weigh`d, the general voice approv'd
Benign, and instant his dismislion mov’d.
The monarch to Pontonous gave the sign,
To fill the goblet high with rofy wine :

65 Great Jove the Father first (he cried) implore; Then send the stranger to his native shore,

The luscious wine th' obedient herald brought; Around the mansion flow'd the purple draught: Each from his seat to each immortal pours,

70 Whom glory circles in th’ Olympian bowers. Ulysses sole with air majestic stands, The bowl presenting to Arete's hands; Then thus: 0 Queen, farewell ! be still poslęst Of dear remembrance, blessing still and blest!

75 Till age and death shall gently call thee hence (Sure fate of every mortal excellence !) Farewell ! and joys successive ever spring To thee, to thine, the people, and the king! Thus he;

then parting prints the sandy shore 80 To the fair port; a herald march'd before,


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Sent by Alcinous ; of Arete's train
Three chosen maids attend him to the main ;
This does a tunick and white vest

A various casket that, of rich inlay,
And bread and wine the third. The chearful mates
Safe in the hollow poop dispose the cates :
Upon the deck soft painted robes they spread,
With linen cover'd for the hero's bed.
He climb'd the lofty fern! then gently prest go
The swelling couch, and lay compos’d to reft.

Now plac'd in order, the Phæacian train
Their cables loose, and launch into the main :
At once they bend, and strike their equal oars,
And leave the finking hills and lessening fores. 95
While on the deck the chief in silence lies,
And pleasing numbers fteal upon his eyes. .
As fiery coursers in the rapid race
Urg'd by fierce drivers through the dusty space,
Toss their high heads, and scour along the plain ; 100
So mounts the bounding vessel o'er the main.,
Back to the stern the parted billows flow,
And the black ocean foams and roars below.

Thus with spread fails the winged galley flies
Less swift an eagle cuts the liquid skies ;

Divine Ulysses was her facred load,
A man, in wisdom equal to a God !
Much danger, long and mighty toils, he bore,
In storms by sea, and combats on the shore :
All which foft sleep now banish'd from his breast,
Wrapt in a pleasing, deep, and death-like reft.

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