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FIFTH BOOK OF HOMER'S ODYSSEY.
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With ample gifts of brass and gold, and storeOf raiment—wealth like which he ne'er had broughtFrom conquered Ilion, had he reached his homeSafely, with all his portion of the spoil.So is it preordained, that he beholdHis friends again, and stand once more withinHis high-roofed palace, on his native soil." He spake; the herald Argieide obeyed,And hastily beneath his feet he boundThe fair, ambrosial, golden sandals, wornTo bear him over ocean like the wind,And o'er the boundless land. His wand he took,Wherewith he softly seals the eyes of men,And opens them at will from sleep. With thisIn hand, the mighty Argos-queller flew,And lighting on Pieria, from the skyPlunged downward to the deep, and skimmed its faceLike hovering sea-mew, that on the broad gulfs