Then didst thou speak to him in heaviness of heart, swineherd Eumaeus:  ’Ah! wherefore, stranger, hath such a thought arisen in thine heart?  Surely thou art set on perishing utterly there, if thou wouldest indeed go into the throng of the wooers, whose outrage and violence reacheth even to the iron heaven!  Not such as thou are their servants; they that minister to them are young and gaily clad in mantles and in doublets, and their heads are anointed with oil and they are fair of face, and the polished boards are laden with bread and flesh and wine.  Nay, abide here, for none is vexed by thy presence, neither I nor any of my fellows that are with me.  But when the dear son of Odysseus comes, he himself will give thee a mantle and a doublet for raiment, and will send thee whithersoever thy heart and spirit bid thee go.’

Then the steadfast goodly Odysseus answered him:  ’Oh, that thou mayst so surely be dear to father Zeus as thou art to me, in that thou didst make me to cease from wandering and dread woe!  For there is no other thing more mischievous to men than roaming; yet for their cursed belly’s need men endure sore distress, to whom come wandering and tribulation and pain.  But behold now, since thou stayest me here, and biddest me wait his coming, tell me of the mother of divine Odysseus, and of the father whom at his departure he left behind him on the threshold of old age; are they, it may be, yet alive beneath the sunlight, or already dead and within the house of Hades?’

Then spake to him the swineherd, a master of men:  ’Yea now, stranger, I will plainly tell thee all.  Laertes yet lives, and prays evermore to Zeus that his life may waste from out his limbs within his halls.  For he has wondrous sorrow for his son that is far away, and for the wedded lady his wise wife, whose death afflicted him in chief and brought him to old age before his day.  Now she died of very grief for her son renowned, by an evil death, so may no man perish who dwells here and is a friend to me in word and deed!  So long as she was on earth, though in much sorrow, I was glad to ask and enquire concerning her, for that she herself had reared me along with long-robed Ctimene, her noble daughter, the youngest of her children.  With her I was reared, and she honoured me little less than her own.  But when we both came to the time of our desire, to the flower of age, thereupon they sent her to Same, and got a great bride-price; but my lady clad me in a mantle and a doublet, raiment very fair, and gave me sandals for my feet and sent me forth to the field, and right dear at heart she held me.  But of these things now at last am I lacking; yet the blessed gods prosper the work of mine own hands, whereat I abide.  Of this my substance I have eaten and drunken and given to reverend strangers.  But from my lady I may hear naught pleasant, neither word nor deed, for evil hath fallen on her house, a plague of froward men; yet thralls have a great desire to speak before their mistress and find out all eat and drink, and moreover to carry off somewhat with them to the field, such things as ever comfort the heart of a thrall.’