§1.370ἔστω, ἐπεὶ τόδε καλὸν ἀκουέμεν ἐστὶν ἀοιδοῦ §1.371τοιοῦδʼ οἷος ὅδʼ ἐστί, θεοῖς ἐναλίγκιος αὐδήν.
Let it be so; for indeed it is a beautiful thing to listen to a minstrel such as this man is, like to the gods in his voice.
§1.372ἠῶθεν δʼ ἀγορήνδε καθεζώμεσθα κιόντες §1.373πάντες, ἵνʼ ὕμιν μῦθον ἀπηλεγέως ἀποείπω, §1.374ἐξιέναι μεγάρων· ἄλλας δʼ ἀλεγύνετε δαῖτας, §1.375ὑμὰ κτήματʼ ἔδοντες, ἀμειβόμενοι κατὰ οἴκους.
But in the morning let us go and sit in assembly, all of us, so that I may speak my word to you roundly, that you depart from my halls; and prepare other feasts, eating your own possessions, changing from house to house.
§1.376εἰ δʼ ὕμιν δοκέει τόδε λωίτερον καὶ ἄμεινον §1.377ἔμμεναι, ἀνδρὸς ἑνὸς βίοτον νήποινον ὀλέσθαι, §1.378κείρετʼ· ἐγὼ δὲ θεοὺς ἐπιβώσομαι αἰὲν ἐόντας, §1.379αἴ κέ ποθι Ζεὺς δῷσι παλίντιτα ἔργα γενέσθαι· §1.380νήποινοί κεν ἔπειτα δόμων ἔντοσθεν ὄλοισθε.
But if this seems to you more profitable and better, that the livelihood of one man should be destroyed without repayment, waste it; but I will call upon the gods who are forever, if perchance Zeus may grant that deeds of retribution be done; then you might perish within the halls without repayment.
§1.381ὣς ἔφαθʼ, οἱ δʼ ἄρα πάντες ὀδὰξ ἐν χείλεσι φύντες §1.382Τηλέμαχον θαύμαζον, ὃ θαρσαλέως ἀγόρευεν.
So he spoke, and they all bit their lips, and marveled at Telemachus, because he spoke so boldly.
§1.383τὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Ἀντίνοος προσέφη, Εὐπείθεος υἱός· §1.384Τηλέμαχʼ, ἦ μάλα δή σε διδάσκουσιν θεοὶ αὐτοὶ §1.385ὑψαγόρην τʼ ἔμεναι καὶ θαρσαλέως ἀγορεύειν·
Then Antinous, son of Eupeithes, answered him: Telemachus, surely the gods themselves are teaching you to be a bold speaker and to address us courageously.
May the son of Cronos never make you king in sea-girt Ithaca, which is your heritage by birth.
§1.388τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα· §1.389Ἀντίνοʼ, ἦ καί μοι νεμεσήσεαι ὅττι κεν εἴπω;
And to him wise Telemachus answered in turn: Antinous, will you indeed be angry with me for what I shall say?
§1.390καί κεν τοῦτʼ ἐθέλοιμι Διός γε διδόντος ἀρέσθαι.
Even this I should be glad to accept, if Zeus would grant it.
§1.391ἦ φῂς τοῦτο κάκιστον ἐν ἀνθρώποισι τετύχθαι;
Do you say that this is the worst thing that can befall a man?
For indeed it is no bad thing to be a king; straightway his house becomes rich and he himself is held in greater honor.
§1.394ἀλλʼ ἦ τοι βασιλῆες Ἀχαιῶν εἰσὶ καὶ ἄλλοι §1.395πολλοὶ ἐν ἀμφιάλῳ Ἰθάκῃ, νέοι ἠδὲ παλαιοί, §1.396τῶν κέν τις τόδʼ ἔχῃσιν, ἐπεὶ θάνε δῖος Ὀδυσσεύς·
However, there are indeed other kings of the Achaeans, many in sea-girt Ithaca, both young and old, of whom someone may have this position, since noble Odysseus is dead.
But I will be lord of our own house and of the servants whom noble Odysseus won for me.
§1.399τὸν δʼ αὖτʼ Εὐρύμαχος Πολύβου πάϊς ἀντίον ηὔδα· §1.400Τηλέμαχʼ, ἦ τοι ταῦτα θεῶν ἐν γούνασι κεῖται, §1.401ὅς τις ἐν ἀμφιάλῳ Ἰθάκῃ βασιλεύσει Ἀχαιῶν· §1.402κτήματα δʼ αὐτὸς ἔχοις καὶ δώμασιν οἷσιν ἀνάσσοις.
Then Eurymachus, son of Polybus, answered him: Telemachus, truly these things lie on the knees of the gods, as to who shall be king over the Achaeans in sea-girt Ithaca; but may you keep your own possessions and rule your own house.
§1.403μὴ γὰρ ὅ γʼ ἔλθοι ἀνὴρ ὅς τίς σʼ ἀέκοντα βίηφιν §1.404κτήματʼ ἀπορραίσει, Ἰθάκης ἔτι ναιετοώσης.
For may no man ever come to despoil you of your possessions by force against your will, while Ithaca is still inhabited.
§1.405ἀλλʼ ἐθέλω σε, φέριστε, περὶ ξείνοιο ἐρέσθαι, §1.406ὁππόθεν οὗτος ἀνήρ, ποίης δʼ ἐξ εὔχεται εἶναι §1.407γαίης, ποῦ δέ νύ οἱ γενεὴ καὶ πατρὶς ἄρουρα.
But I wish, noble sir, to ask you about the stranger, whence this man comes, from what land he claims to be, and where are his family and his native land.
Does he bring some news of your father's coming, or comes he hither desiring some business of his own?
How he started up and was gone at once, nor did he wait to be known; yet indeed in appearance he was not like a base man.
§1.412τὸν δʼ αὖ Τηλέμαχος πεπνυμένος ἀντίον ηὔδα· §1.413Εὐρύμαχʼ, ἦ τοι νόστος ἀπώλετο πατρὸς ἐμοῖο· §1.414οὔτʼ οὖν ἀγγελίῃ ἔτι πείθομαι, εἴ ποθεν ἔλθοι, §1.415οὔτε θεοπροπίης ἐμπάζομαι, ἥν τινα μήτηρ §1.416ἐς μέγαρον καλέσασα θεοπρόπον ἐξερέηται.
And to him wise Telemachus answered in turn: Eurymachus, surely my father's return is lost; therefore I no longer believe in tidings, whencesoever they may come, nor do I regard any prophecy which my mother may ask of a seer, having called him to the hall.
§1.417ξεῖνος δʼ οὗτος ἐμὸς πατρώιος ἐκ Τάφου ἐστίν, §1.418Μέντης δʼ Ἀγχιάλοιο δαΐφρονος εὔχεται εἶναι §1.419υἱός, ἀτὰρ Ταφίοισι φιληρέτμοισιν ἀνάσσει.
But this guest is a friend of my father's from Taphos, and he claims to be Mentes, son of wise Anchialus, and he rules over the oar-loving Taphians.
§1.420ὣς φάτο Τηλέμαχος, φρεσὶ δʼ ἀθανάτην θεὸν ἔγνω.
So spoke Telemachus, but in his mind he knew the immortal goddess.
§1.421οἱ δʼ εἰς ὀρχηστύν τε καὶ ἱμερόεσσαν ἀοιδὴν §1.422τρεψάμενοι τέρποντο, μένον δʼ ἐπὶ ἕσπερον ἐλθεῖν.
Then they turned to dancing and to lovely song, and made merry, and they waited for evening to come.
And as they were making merry, dark evening came upon them; then indeed they went each to his own house to lie down to sleep.
§1.425Τηλέμαχος δʼ, ὅθι οἱ θάλαμος περικαλλέος αὐλῆς §1.426ὑψηλὸς δέδμητο περισκέπτῳ ἐνὶ χώρῳ, §1.427ἔνθʼ ἔβη εἰς εὐνὴν πολλὰ φρεσὶ μερμηρίζων.
But Telemachus, where his chamber was built in the beautiful courtyard, high, in a place of wide outlook, thither went to his bed, pondering many things in his mind.
§1.428τῷ δʼ ἄρʼ ἅμʼ αἰθομένας δαΐδας φέρε κεδνὰ ἰδυῖα §1.429Εὐρύκλειʼ, Ὦπος θυγάτηρ Πεισηνορίδαο, §1.430τήν ποτε Λαέρτης πρίατο κτεάτεσσιν ἑοῖσιν §1.431πρωθήβην ἔτʼ ἐοῦσαν, ἐεικοσάβοια δʼ ἔδωκεν, §1.432ἶσα δέ μιν κεδνῇ ἀλόχῳ τίεν ἐν μεγάροισιν, §1.433εὐνῇ δʼ οὔ ποτʼ ἔμικτο, χόλον δʼ ἀλέεινε γυναικός·
And with him went Eurycleia, bearing burning torches, she of wise heart, daughter of Ops, son of Peisenor, whom once Laertes had bought with his wealth, when she was still in her first youth, and he gave the value of twenty oxen, and he honored her in his halls equally with his chaste wife, but never did he lie with her in love, avoiding the anger of his wife.
She it was who carried for him the burning torches, and she loved him most of all the handmaids, and had nursed him when he was a little child.
§1.436ὤιξεν δὲ θύρας θαλάμου πύκα ποιητοῖο, §1.437ἕζετο δʼ ἐν λέκτρῳ, μαλακὸν δʼ ἔκδυνε χιτῶνα· §1.438καὶ τὸν μὲν γραίης πυκιμηδέος ἔμβαλε χερσίν.
And she opened the doors of the well-built chamber, and he sat upon the bed, and took off his soft tunic, and placed it in the hands of the wise old woman.
§1.439ἡ μὲν τὸν πτύξασα καὶ ἀσκήσασα χιτῶνα, §1.440πασσάλῳ ἀγκρεμάσασα παρὰ τρητοῖσι λέχεσσι §1.441βῆ ῥʼ ἴμεν ἐκ θαλάμοιο, θύρην δʼ ἐπέρυσσε κορώνῃ §1.442ἀργυρέῃ, ἐπὶ δὲ κληῖδʼ ἐτάνυσσεν ἱμάντι.
And she folded and smoothed the tunic, and hung it on a peg beside the corded bed, and then went forth from the chamber, and drew the door to with the silver hanger, and shot the bolt home by its strap.