BOOK V.

_Ulysses in the island of Calypso--He leaves the island

on a raft, and after great suffering reaches the land of

the Phæacians_.

The gods now held a second council, at which Minerva and 28

Jove both spoke.

When Jove had done speaking he sent Mercury to Calypso

to tell that Ulysses was to return home, reaching the

land of the Phæacians in twenty days. The Phæacians would

load him with presents and send him on to Ithaca.

Mercury, therefore, flew over the sea like a cormorant 43

that fishes every hole and corner of the deep. In the

course of time he reached Calypso's cave and told his

story. Calypso was very angry, but seeing there was no

help for it promised obedience. As soon as Mercury was

gone she went to look for Ulysses, whom she found weeping

as usual and looking out ever sadly upon the sea; she

told him to build himself a raft and sail home upon

it, but Ulysses was deeply suspicious and would not be

reassured till she had sworn a very solemn oath that she

meant him no harm, and was advising him in all good faith.

The pair then returned to Calypso's cave. "I cannot 192

understand," she said, "why you will not stay quietly

here with me, instead of all the time thinking about

this wife of yours. I cannot believe that I am any worse

looking than she is. If you only knew how much hardship 206

you will have to undergo before you get back, you would

stay where you are and let me make you immortal."

"Do not be angry with me," answered Ulysses, "you are 215

infinitely better looking than Penelope. You are a

goddess, and she is but a mortal woman. There can be no

comparison. Nevertheless, come what may, I have a craving

to get back to my own home."

The next four days were spent in making the raft. Calypso 228

lent him her axe and auger and shewed him where the trees

grew which would be driest and whose timber would be the 240

best seasoned, and Ulysses cut them down. He made the

raft about as broad in the beam as people generally make

a good big ship, and he gave it a rudder--that he might 255

be able to steer it.

Calypso then washed him, gave him clean clothes, and he 264

set out, steering his ship skilfully by means of the 270

rudder. He steered towards the Great Bear, which is also

called the Wain, keeping it on his left hand, for so

Calypso had advised him.

All went well with him for seventeen days, and on the 278

eighteenth he caught sight of the faint outlines of the

Phæacian coast lying long and low upon the horizon.

Here, however, Neptune, who was on his way home from the 282

Ethiopians, caught sight of him and saw the march that

the other gods had stolen upon him during his absence.

He therefore stirred the sea round with his trident, and

raised a frightful hurricane, so that Ulysses could see

nothing more, everything being dark as night; presently 294

he was washed overboard, but managed to regain his raft.

He was giving himself up for lost when Ino, also named 333

Leucothea, took pity on him and flew on to his raft like

a sea gull; she reassured him and gave him her veil, at

the same time telling him to throw it back into the sea

as soon as he reached land, and to turn his face away

from the sea as he did so.

The storm still raged, and the raft went to pieces under 351

its fury, whereon Ulysses bound Ino's veil under his arms

and began to swim. Neptune on seeing this was satisfied

and went away.

As soon as he was gone Minerva calmed all the winds 369

except the North, which blew strong for two days and two

nights, so that Ulysses was carried to the South again.

On the morning of the third day he saw land quite close,

but was nearly dashed to pieces against the rocks on

trying to leave the water. At last he found the mouth of 451

a river, who, in answer to Ulysses's prayer, stayed his

flow, so that Ulysses was able to swim inland and get on

shore.

Nearly dead with exhaustion and in great doubt what to 456

do, he first threw Ino's veil into the salt waters of

the river, and then took shelter on the rising ground,

inland. Here he covered himself with a thick bed of

leaves and fell fast asleep.

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