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FIFTH BOOK OF HOMER'S ODYSSEY.
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 "Go thus, and, laden with mischances, roamThe waters, till thou come among the raceCherished by Jupiter; but well I deemThou wilt not find thy share of suffering light." Thus having spoke, he urged his coursers on,With their fair flowing manes, until he cameTo Ægæ, where his glorious palace stands. But Pallas, child of Jove, had other thoughts.She stayed the course of every wind beside,And bade them rest, and lulled them into sleep,But summoned the swift north to break the waves,That so Ulysses, the high-born, escapedFrom death and from the fates, might be the guestOf the Pheacians, men who love the sea. Two days and nights, among the mighty waves
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