BOOK XI.

_Ulysses in the house of Hades_.

"When we were at the water side we got the lamb and

the ewe on board and put out to sea, running all that

day before a fair wind which Circe had sent us, and at

nightfall entering the deep waters of the river Oceanus.

Here is the land of the Cimmerians, who dwell in darkness

which the sun's rays never pierce; we therefore made our

ships fast to the shore and came out of her, going along

the beach till we reached the place of which Circe had

told us.

"Perimedes and Eurylochus then held the victims, while 23

I followed the instructions of Circe and slaughtered

them, letting their blood flow into a trench which I had

dug for it. On this, the ghosts came up in crowds from

Erebus, brides, young bachelors, old men, maids who had

been crossed in love, and warriors with their armour

still smirched with blood. They cried with a strange

screaming sound that made me turn pale with fear, but I

would let none of them taste of the blood till Tiresias

should have come and answered my questions.

"The first ghost I saw was that of Elpenor whose body was 51

still lying unburied at Circe's house. Then I said, 'How

now, Elpenor? you have got here sooner by land than I

have done by water.' The poor fellow told me how he had

forgotten about the stairs, and begged me to give him

all due rites when I returned to Circe's island--which I

promised faithfully that I would do.

"Then I saw the ghost of my mother Anticlea, but in all 81

sadness I would not let her taste of the blood till

Tiresias should have come and answered my questions.

"Presently Tiresias came with his golden sceptre in his 90

hand, bade me let him taste of the blood, and asked me

why I had come.

"I told him I would learn how I was to get home to 97

Ithaca, and he said I should have much difficulty;

'Still,' he continued, 'you will reach your home if you

can restrain your men when you come to the Thrinacian

island, where you will find the cattle of the Sun. If you

leave these unharmed, after much trouble you will yet

reach Ithaca; but if you harm them, you will lose your

men, and though you may get home after all, it will be

late, [on another man's ship,[18] and you will find your 115

house full of riotous men who are wasting your substance

and wooing your wife.

"'When you have got back you will indeed kill these men 118

either by treachery or in fair fight, and you must then

take an oar, which you must carry till you have reached a

people who know nothing about the sea and do not mix salt

with their bread. These people have never heard of ships,

nor of oars that are the wings with which ships fly; I

will tell you how you may know them; you will meet a man

by the way who will ask you whether it is a winnowing

shovel that you have got upon your shoulder; when you

hear this you must fix your oar in the ground, and offer

sacrifice to Neptune, a ram, a bull and a boar; then go

home again, and offer hecatombs to the gods that dwell in

heaven.[19] As for your own end, death shall come to you

very gently from the sea, and shall take you when you are

full of years and peace of mind, and your people shall

bless you.'] 137

"Having thus said he went back within the house of Hades. 150

Then I let my mother's ghost draw near and taste of the

blood, whereon she knew me, and asked me what it was

that had brought me though still alive into the abode of

death. So I told her, and asked her how she had come by

her end. 'Tell me, also,' I continued, 'about my father,

and the son whom I left behind me. Is my property still

safe in their hands, or does another hold it who thinks

that I shall not return? Of what mind, again, is my wife? 177

Does she still live with her son and keep watch over his

estate, or is she already married to the best man among

the Achæans?'

"'Your wife,' answered my mother, 'is still at home, 180

but she spends her life in tears both night and day.

Telemachus holds your estate, and sees much company, for

he is a magistrate and all men invite him. Your father

lives a poor hard life in the country and never goes near

the town. As for me, I died of nothing but sheer grief on

your account. And now, return to the upper world as fast

as you can, that you may tell all that you have seen to

your wife.'

"Then Proserpine sent up the ghosts of the wives and 225

daughters of great kings and heroes of old time, and I

made each of them tell me about herself. There were Tyro,

Antiope, Alcmena, Epicaste the mother of Œdipus, Chloris,

Leda, Iphimedea, Phædra, Procris, Ariadne, and hateful

Eriphyle; with all these did I discourse, nor can I tell

you with how many more noble women, for it is now late,

and time to go to rest."

Here Ulysses ceased, and from one end of the covered 333

cloisters to the other his listeners sat entranced with

the charm of his story.

Then Arete said, "What think you of this man now, 336

Phæacians, both as regards his personal appearance and

his abilities? True he is my guest, but his presence is

an honour to you all. Be not niggardly, therefore, in the

presents that you will make him, for heaven has endowed

you all with great abundance." Alcinous also spoke urging

Ulysses to tell still more of his adventures, and to say

whether he met any of the heroes who had fought together

with him at Troy. Thus pressed Ulysses resumed his story.

"When Proserpine," said he, "had dismissed the female 385

ghosts, the ghost of Agamemnon drew near, surrounded by

those of the men who had fallen with him in the house of

Ægisthus. He was weeping bitterly, and I asked him how he

met his end; whereon he detailed to me the treachery of

Clytemnestra, which he said threw disgrace upon all women

even on the good ones. 'Be sure,' he continued, 'that you 433

never be too open with your wife; tell her a part only,

and keep the rest to yourself. Not that you need have

any fear about Penelope for she is an admirable woman.

You will meet your son, too, who by this time must be a 449

grown man. Nevertheless, do not let people know when you

are coming home, but steal a march upon them. And now

give me what news you can about my son Orestes.' To which

I answered that I could tell him nothing.

"While we were thus holding sad talk with one another, 465

the ghost of Achilles came up and asked me for news of

his father Peleus, and of his son. I said I could tell

him nothing about Peleus, but his son Neoptolemus was

with me in the wooden horse, and though all the others

were trembling in every limb and wiping the tears from

their cheeks, Neoptolemus did not even turn pale, nor

shed a single tear. Whereon Achilles strode away over a

meadow full of asphodel, exulting in the prowess of his

son.

"Other ghosts then came up and spoke with me but that of 541

Ajax alone held aloof, for he was still brooding over

the armour of Achilles which had been awarded to me and

not to him. I spoke to him but he would not answer;

nevertheless I should have gone on talking to him till he

did, had I not been anxious to see yet other ghosts.

"I saw Minos with his golden sceptre passing sentence on 568

the dead; Orion also, driving before him over a meadow

full of asphodel the ghosts of the wild beasts whom he

had slain upon the mountains. I saw Tityus with the

vulture ever digging its beak into his liver, Tantalus

also, in a lake whose waters reached his neck but fled

him when he would drink, and Sisyphus rolling his mighty

stone uphill till the sweat ran off him and the steam

rose from him.

"Then I saw mighty Hercules. The ghosts were screaming 601

round him like scared birds, flying all whithers. He

looked black as night with his bare bow in his hand and

his arrow on the string, glaring round as though ever on

the point of taking aim. About his breast there was a

wondrous golden belt marvellously enriched with bears,

wild boars, and lions with gleaming eyes; there were also

war, battle, and death.

"And I should have seen yet others of the great dead had 630

not the ghosts come about me in so many thousands that

I feared Proserpine might send up the Gorgon's head. I

therefore bade my men make all speed back to their ship;

so they hastened on board and we rowed out on to the

waters of Oceanus, where before long we fell in with a

fair wind.

The Authoress of the Odyssey Where and when she wrote, who she was, the use she made of the Iliad, and how the poem grew under her hands · 第 11 / 27 章