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the youngest of the daughters fair Of Nestor, beauteous Polycaste, laved, Anointed, and in vest and tunic cloathed Telemachus, who, so refresh’d, stepp’d forth From the bright laver graceful as a God, And took his seat at antient Nestor’s side. The viands dress’d, and from the spits withdrawn, 590 They sat to share the feast, and princely youths Arising, gave them wine in cups of gold. When neither hunger now nor thirst remain’d Unsated, thus Gerenian Nestor spake. My sons, arise, lead forth the sprightly steeds, And yoke them, that Telemachus may go. So spake the Chief, to whose commands his sons, Obedient, yoked in haste the rapid steeds, And the intendant matron of the stores Disposed meantime within the chariot, bread 600 And wine, and dainties, such as princes eat. Telemachus into the chariot first Ascended, and beside him, next, his place Pisistratus the son of Nestor took, Then seiz’d the reins, and lash’d the coursers on. They, nothing loth, into the open plain Flew, leaving lofty Pylus soon afar. Thus, journeying, they shook on either side The yoke all day, and now the setting sun To dusky evening had resign’d the roads, 610 When they to Pheræ came, and the abode Reach’d of Diocles, whose illustrious Sire Orsilochus from Alpheus drew his birth, And there, with kindness entertain’d, they slept. But when Aurora, daughter of the dawn, Look’d rosy from the East, yoking the steeds, They in their sumptuous chariot sat again. The son of Nestor plied the lash, and forth Through vestibule and sounding portico The royal coursers, not unwilling, flew. 620 A corn-invested land receiv’d them next, And there they brought their journey to a close, So rapidly they moved; and now the sun Went down, and even-tide dimm’d all the ways.

      7 Ερκος οδοντων. Prior, alluding to this expression, ludicrously renders it—

      “When words like these in vocal breath

       Burst from his twofold hedge of teeth.”

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      Telemachus, with Pisistratus, arrives at the palace of Menelaus, from whom he receives some fresh information concerning the return of the Greecians, and is in particular told on the authority of Proteus, that his father is detained by Calypso. The suitors, plotting against the life of Telemachus, lie in wait to intercept him in his return to Ithaca. Penelope being informed of his departure, and of their designs to slay him, becomes inconsolable, but is relieved by a dream sent to her from Minerva.

      In hollow Lacedæmon’s spacious vale

       Arriving, to the house they drove direct

       Of royal Menelaus; him they found

       In his own palace, all his num’rous friends

       Regaling at a nuptial banquet giv’n

       Both for his daughter and the prince his son.

       His daughter to renown’d Achilles’ heir

       He sent, to whom he had at Troy engaged

       To give her, and the Gods now made her his.

       With chariots and with steeds he sent her forth 10

       To the illustrious city where the prince,

       Achilles’ offspring, ruled the Myrmidons.

       But to his son he gave a Spartan fair,

       Alector’s daughter; from an handmaid sprang

       That son to Menelaus in his age,

       Brave Megapenthes; for the Gods no child

       To Helen gave, made mother, once, of her

       Who vied in perfect loveliness of form

       With golden Venus’ self, Hermione.

       Thus all the neighbour princes and the friends 20

       Of noble Menelaus, feasting sat

       Within his spacious palace, among whom

       A sacred bard sang sweetly to his harp,

       While, in the midst, two dancers smote the ground

       With measur’d steps responsive to his song.

       And now the Heroes, Nestor’s noble son

       And young Telemachus arrived within

       The vestibule, whom, issuing from the hall,

       The noble Eteoneus of the train

       Of Menelaus, saw; at once he ran 30

       Across the palace to report the news

       To his Lord’s ear, and, standing at his side,

       In accents wing’d with haste thus greeted him.

       Oh Menelaus! Heav’n descended Chief!

       Two guests arrive, both strangers, but the race

       Of Jove supreme resembling each in form.

       Say, shall we loose, ourselves, their rapid steeds,

       Or hence dismiss them to some other host?

       But Menelaus, Hero golden-hair’d,

       Indignant answer’d him. Boethe’s son! 40

       Thou wast not, Eteoneus, heretofore,

       A babbler, who now pratest as a child.

       We have ourselves arrived indebted much

       To hospitality of other men,

       If Jove shall, even here, some pause at last

       Of woe afford us. Therefore loose, at once,

       Their steeds, and introduce them to the feast.

       He said, and, issuing, Eteoneus call’d

       The brisk attendants to his aid, with whom

       He loos’d their foaming coursers from the yoke. 50

       Them first they bound to mangers, which with oats

       And mingled barley they supplied, then thrust

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