Atrides, Menelaus, Chief renownd!
I would at once depart, (for guardian none
Of my possessions have I left behind)
Lest, while I seek my father, I be lost
Myself, or lose what I should grudge to spare.
He bade his spouse and maidens spread the board
At once with remnants of the last regale.
Then Eteoneus came, Boetheus son
Newly arisn, for nigh at hand he dwelt,
Whom Menelaus bade kindle the fire
By which to dress their food, and he obeyd.
He next, himself his fragrant chamber sought,
Not sole, but by his spouse and by his son
Attended, Megapenthes. There arrived
Where all his treasures lay, Atrides, first,
Took forth, himself, a goblet, then consignd
To his sons hand an argent beaker bright.
Meantime, beside her coffers Helen stood
Where lay her variegated robes, fair works
Of her own hand. Producing one, in size
And in magnificence the chief, a star
For splendour, and the lowest placed of all,
Loveliest of her sex, she bore it thence.
Then, all proceeding through the house, they sought
Telemachus again, whom reaching, thus
The Hero of the golden locks began.
Grant thee, Telemachus! such voyage home
As thy own heart desires! accept from all
My stores selected as the richest far
And noblest gift for finishd beautyThis.
I give thee wrought elaborate a cup,
Itself all silver, bound with lip of gold.
It is the work of Vulcan, which to me
The Hero Phædimus imparted, King
Of the Sidonians, when, on my return,
Beneath his roof I lodgd. I make it thine.
Placed in his hands, and Megapenthes set
Before him, next, the argent beaker bright;
But lovely Helen drawing nigh, the robe
Presented to him, whom she thus addressd.
Which seeing, thou shalt think on her whose hands
Wrought it; a present on thy nuptial day
For thy fair spouse; meantime, repose it safe
In thy own mothers keeping. Now, farewell!
Prosprous and happy be thy voyage home!
Accepted glad, and in the chariot-chest
Pisistratus the Hero all disposed,
Admiring them the while. They, following, next,
The Hero Menelaus to his hall
Each on his couch or on his throne reposed.
A maiden, then, with golden ewer charged
And silver bowl, pourd water on their hands,
And spread the polishd table, which with food
Various, selected from her present stores,
The mistress of the household charge supplied.
Boetheus son stood carver, and to each
His portion gave, while Megapenthes, son
Of glorious Menelaus, servd the cup.
Then, all with outstretchd hands the feast assaild,
And when nor hunger more nor thirst of wine
They felt, Telemachus and Nestors son
Yoked the swift steeds, and, taking each his seat
In the resplendent chariot, drove at once
Right through the sounding portico abroad.
But Menelaus, Hero amber-haird,
A golden cup bearing with richest wine
Replete in his right hand, followd them forth,
That not without libation first performd
They might depart; he stood before the steeds,
And drinking first, thus, courteous, them bespake.
Like greeting bear to Nestor, royal Chief,
For he was ever as a father kind
To me, while the Achaians warrd at Troy.
And doubtless, so we will; at our return
We will report to him, illustrious Prince!
Thy evry word. And oh, I would to heavn
That reaching Ithaca, I might at home
Ulysses hail as sure, as I shall hence
Depart, with all benevolence by thee
Treated, and rich in many a noble gift.
An eagle; in his talons pounced he bore
A white-plumed goose domestic, newly taen
From the house-court. Ran females all and males
Clamorous after him; but he the steeds
Approaching on the right, sprang into air.
That sight rejoicing and with hearts revivd
They viewd, and thus Pisistratus his speech
Amid them all to Menelaus turnd.
If us, this omen, or thyself regard.
What answer fit to frame, Helen meantime,
His spouse long-stoled preventing him, began.
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