Then Nausicaa of the white arms answered him, and said:  ’Stranger, forasmuch as thou seemest no evil man nor foolish—­and it is Olympian Zeus himself that giveth weal to men, to the good and to the evil, to each one as he will, and this thy lot doubtless is of him, and so thou must in anywise endure it:—­and now, since thou hast come to our city and our land, thou shalt not lack raiment, nor aught else that is the due of a hapless suppliant, when he has met them who can befriend him.  And I will show thee the town, and name the name of the people.  The Phaeacians hold this city and land, and I am the daughter of Alcinous, great of heart, on whom all the might and force of the Phaeacians depend.’

Thus she spake, and called to her maidens of the fair tresses:  ’Halt, my maidens, whither flee ye at the sight of a man?  Ye surely do not take him for an enemy?  That mortal breathes not, and never will be born, who shall come with war to the land of the Phaeacians, for they are very dear to the gods.  Far apart we live in the wash of the waves, the outermost of men, and no other mortals are conversant with us.  Nay, but this man is some helpless one come hither in his wanderings, whom now we must kindly entreat, for all strangers and beggars are from Zeus, and a little gift is dear.  So, my maidens, give the stranger meat and drink, and bathe him in the river, where withal is a shelter from the winds.’

So she spake, but they had halted and called each to the other, and they brought Odysseus to the sheltered place, and made him sit down, as Nausicaa bade them, the daughter of Alcinous, high of heart.  Beside him they laid a mantle, and a doublet for raiment, and gave him soft olive oil in the golden cruse, and bade him wash in the streams of the river.  Then goodly Odysseus spake among the maidens, saying:  ’I pray you stand thus apart, while I myself wash the brine from my shoulders, and anoint me with olive oil, for truly oil is long a stranger to my skin.  But in your sight I will not bathe, for I am ashamed to make me naked in the company of fair-tressed maidens.’

Then they went apart and told all to their lady.  But with the river water the goodly Odysseus washed from his skin the salt scurf that covered his back and broad shoulders, and from his head he wiped the crusted brine of the barren sea.  But when he had washed his whole body, and anointed him with olive oil, and had clad himself in the raiment that the unwedded maiden gave him, then Athene, the daughter of Zeus, made him greater and more mighty to behold, and from his head caused deep curling locks to flow, like the hyacinth flower.  And as when some skilful man overlays gold upon silver—­one that Hephaestus and Pallas Athene have taught all manner of craft, and full of grace is his handiwork—­even so did Athene shed grace about his head and shoulders.

Then to the shore of the sea went Odysseus apart, and sat down, glowing in beauty and grace, and the princess marvelled at him, and spake among her fair-tressed maidens, saying: