Then Ulysses said:  “Pray, Alcinous, do not take any such notion into your head.  I have nothing of the immortal about me, neither in body nor mind, and most resemble those among you who are the most afflicted.  Indeed, were I to tell you all that heaven has seen fit to lay upon me, you would say that I was still worse off than they are.  Nevertheless, let me sup in spite of sorrow, for an empty stomach is a very importunate thing, and thrusts itself on a man’s notice no matter how dire is his distress.  I am in great trouble, yet it insists that I shall eat and drink, bids me lay aside all memory of my sorrows and dwell only on the due replenishing of itself.  As for yourselves, do as you propose, and at break of day set about helping me to get home.  I shall be content to die if I may first once more behold my property, my bondsmen, and all the greatness of my house.” {63}

Thus did he speak.  Every one approved his saying, and agreed that he should have his escort inasmuch as he had spoken reasonably.  Then when they had made their drink offerings, and had drunk each as much as he was minded they went home to bed every man in his own abode, leaving Ulysses in the cloister with Arete and Alcinous while the servants were taking the things away after supper.  Arete was the first to speak, for she recognised the shirt, cloak, and good clothes that Ulysses was wearing, as the work of herself and of her maids; so she said, “Stranger, before we go any further, there is a question I should like to ask you.  Who, and whence are you, and who gave you those clothes?  Did you not say you had come here from beyond the sea?”

And Ulysses answered, “It would be a long story Madam, were I to relate in full the tale of my misfortunes, for the hand of heaven has been laid heavy upon me; but as regards your question, there is an island far away in the sea which is called ‘the Ogygian.’  Here dwells the cunning and powerful goddess Calypso, daughter of Atlas.  She lives by herself far from all neighbours human or divine.  Fortune, however, brought me to her hearth all desolate and alone, for Jove struck my ship with his thunderbolts, and broke it up in mid-ocean.  My brave comrades were drowned every man of them, but I stuck to the keel and was carried hither and thither for the space of nine days, till at last during the darkness of the tenth night the gods brought me to the Ogygian island where the great goddess Calypso lives.  She took me in and treated me with the utmost kindness; indeed she wanted to make me immortal that I might never grow old, but she could not persuade me to let her do so.