homer: tell us, o muse, of the man of many devices, who wandered full many ways after he had sacked the sacred citadel of troy.
divine postman: many were the men whose cities he saw and whose mind he learned, aye, and many the woes he suffered in his heart upon the sea, seeking to win his own life and the return of his comrades
homer: yet even so divine postman he saved not his comrades, though he desired it sore, for through their own blind folly they perished- fools, who devoured the kine of helios hyperion
divine postman: but he took from them the day of their returning homer
homer: of these things, goddess, daughter of zeus, beginning where thou wilt, tell thou even unto us. we must never stop telling stories divine postman
divine postman: you are right homer, as long as we breathe, we have a story to tell. now all the rest, as many as had escaped sheer destruction, were at home, safe from both war and sea.
but odysseus alone, filled with longing for his return and for his wife, did the queenly nymph calypso, that bright goddess, keep back in her hollow caves, yearning that odysseus should be her husband
homer: but when, as the seasons revolved, the year came in which the gods had ordained that he should return to ithaca.
divine postman: not even there homer was he free from toils, even among his own folk. and all the gods pitied him save poseidon
homer: but he continued to rage unceasingly against godlike odysseus, until at length he had reached his own native land
divine postman: howbeit poseidon, homer, had gone among the far-off ethiopians- the ethiopians who dwell sundered in twain, the farthest of men, some where hyperion sets and some where he rises
homer: there, divine postman, poseidon went to receive a hecatomb of bulls and rams, and there he was taking his joy sitting at the feast
divine postman: but the other gods, homer, were gathered together in the halls of olympian zeus. among them the father of gods and men was first to speak, for in his heart he thought of noble aegisthus, whom far-famed orestes, agamemnon’s, son had slain.
homer: thinking on him divine postman he spoke among the immortals, and said: “look you now, how ready mortals are to blame the immortals. it is from us, they say, that evils come, but they even of themselves, through their own blind folly, have sorrows beyond that which is ordained.
divine postman: even now as aegisthus, beyond that which was ordained, took to himself the wedded wife of the son of atreus, and slew him on his return, though well he knew of sheer destruction, seeing that we spake to him before, sending hermes, the keen-sighted argeiphontes, that he should neither slay the man nor woo his wife
homer: for from orestes shall come vengeance for the son of atreus, when once he has come to manhood and longs for his own land. so hermes spoke, but for all his good intent he prevailed not upon the heart of aegisthus; and now he has paid the full price for all.”
divine postman: there is a cost to ignorance homer