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欧洲文学史(3Homer Epics

Odyssey 24 chapters 12105 Book one: A goddess Intervenes Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story Of that man skilled in all ways of contending, The wanderer, harried for years on end, After her plundered the stronghold On the proud height of Troy. He saw the townlands and learned the minds of many distant men, and weathered many bitter nights and days in his deep heart at sea, while he fought only to save his life, to bring his shipmates home. But not by will nor valor could he save them, for their own recklessness destroyed them all— children and fools, they killed and feasted on the cattle of Lord Helios, the Sun, and he who moves all day through heaven took from their eyes the dawn of their return. Of these adventures, Muse, daughters of Zeus, tell us in our time, lift the great song again. Begin when all the rest who left behind them Headlong death in battle or at sea Had long ago returned, while he alone still hungered For home and wife. Her ladyship Kalypso Clung to him in her sea-hollowed caves— a nymph, immortal and most beautiful, who craved him for her own. A long adventurous journey Odysseus Ithaca Penelope Cyclopes Calypso Kill the suitors and Reunite with his wife Book Twenty-Three The Trunk of the olive tree There is our pact and pledge, our secret sign, built into that bed—my handiwork and no one else’s! An old trunk of olive grew like a pillar on the building plot, and I laid out our bedroom round that tree, lined up the stone walls, built the walls and roof, gave it a doorway and smooth-fitting doors. Then I lopped off the silvery leaves and branches, hewed and shaped that stump from the roots up into a bedpost, drilled it, let it serve as model for the rest. I planed them all, inlaid them all with silver, gold and ivory, and stretched a bed between-a pliant web of oxhide thongs dyed crimson. There’s our sign! 史诗 长篇叙事诗,以重大严肃的历史事件为题材,以

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