The Odyssey
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Book Name: The Odyssey
Writer: Homer
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My mom,’ addressed Telemachus, ‘discloses to me I am child to Ulysses, however it is an astute kid that knows his own dad. Would that I were child to one who had developed old upon his own homes, for, since you ask me, there is not any more badly featured man under paradise than he who they let me know is my dad.’
What’s more, Minerva stated, ‘There is no dread of your race vanishing yet, while Penelope has such a fine child as you may be. However, let me know, and reveal to me valid, what is the importance of such an excess of devouring, and who are these individuals? What is it about? Have you some feast, or is there a wedding in the family—for nobody is by all accounts bringing any arrangements of his own? Furthermore, the visitors—how frightfully they are carrying on; what revolt they make over the entire house; it is sufficient to appall any decent individual who draws close to them.’
‘Sir,’ said Telemachus, ‘as respects your inquiry, insofar as my dad was here it was well with us and with the house, yet the divine beings in their dismay have willed it in any case, and have concealed him away more intently than mortal man was ever yet covered up. I could have borne it better despite the fact that he were dead, in the event that he had fallen with his men before Troy, or had passed on with companions around him when the times of his battling were done; for then the Achaeans would have constructed a hill over his remains, and I should myself have been beneficiary to his eminence; yet now the tempest winds have lively him away we know not whither; he is abandoned leaving to such an extent as a follow behind him, and I acquire only disappointment. Nor does the make a difference end basically with misery for the loss of my dad; paradise has laid distresses …
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