Then they bathed, and when they had bathed they took their midday meal by the bank of the rippling river.

When they had finished, the sun had not yet dried the clothes, so Nausicaa and her maidens began to play ball.  As they played they sang a song that the girls of that land would always sing as they threw the ball to one another.  All the maidens were fair, but Nausicaa of the white arms was the fairest of all.

From hand to hand they threw the ball, growing always the merrier, until, when it was nearly time for them to gather the clothes together and go home, Nausicaa threw it very hard to one of the others.  The girl missed the catch.  The ball flew into the river, and, as it was swept away to the sea, the Princess and all her maidens screamed aloud.

Their cries awoke Odysseus, as he lay asleep in his bed of leaves.

“I must be near the houses of men,” he said; “those are the cries of girls at play.”

With that he crept out from the shelter of the olive-trees.  He had no clothes, for he had thrown them all into the sea before he began his terrible swim for life.  But he broke off some leafy branches and held them round him, and walked down to where Nausicaa and her maidens were.

Like a wild man of the woods he looked, and when they saw him coming the girls shrieked and ran away.  Some of them hid behind the rocks on the shore, and some ran out to the shoals of yellow sand that jutted into the sea.

But although his face was marred with the sea-foam that had crusted on it, and he looked a terrible, fierce, great creature, Nausicaa was too brave to run away.

Shaking she stood there, and watched him as he came forward, and stood still a little way off.  Then Odysseus spoke to her, gently and kindly, that he might take away her fear.

He told her of his shipwreck, and begged her to show him the way to the town, and give him some old garment, or any old wrap in which she had brought the linen, so that he might have something besides leaves with which to cover himself.

“I have never seen any maiden half so beautiful as thou art,” he said.  “Have pity on me, and may the gods grant thee all thy heart’s desire.”

Then said Nausicaa:  “Thou seemest no evil man, stranger, and I will gladly give thee clothing and show thee the way to town.  This is the land of the Phaeacians, and my father is the King.”

To her maidens then she called: 

“Why do ye run away at the sight of a man?  Dost thou take him for an enemy?  He is only a poor shipwrecked man.  Come, give him food and drink, and fetch him clothing.”

The maidens came back from their hiding-places, and fetched some of the garments of Nausicaa’s brothers which they had brought to wash, and laid them beside Odysseus.

Odysseus gratefully took the clothes away, and went off to the river.  There he plunged into the clear water, and washed the salt crust from off his face and limbs and body, and the crusted foam from his hair.  Then he put on the beautiful garments that belonged to one of the Princes, and walked down to the shore where Nausicaa and her maidens were waiting.