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Literary Analysis - LanguageArts-NHS

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445450455460465470475480‘O hear me, lord, blue girdler of the islands,if I am thine indeed, and thou art father:grant that Odysseus, raider of cities, neversee his home: Laertes’ son, I mean,who kept his hall on Ithaca. Should destinyintend that he shall see his roof againamong his family in his father land,far be that day, and dark the years between.Let him lose all companions, and returnunder strange sail to bitter days at home.’ pIn these words he prayed, and the god heard him.Now he laid hands upon a bigger stoneand wheeled around, titanic for the cast,to let it fly in the black-prowed vessel’s track.But it fell short, just aft the steering oar,and whelming seas rose giant above the stoneto bear us onward toward the island.as we ran in we saw the squadron waiting,the trim ships drawn up side by side, and allour troubled friends who waited, looking seaward.We beached her, grinding keel in the soft sand,and waded in, ourselves, on the sandy beach.Then we unloaded all the Cyclops’ flockto make division, share and share alike,only my fighters voted that my ram,the prize of all, should go to me. I slew himby the sea side and burnt his long thighbonesto Zeus beyond the stormcloud, Cronus’ son,who rules the world. But Zeus disdained my offering;destruction for my ships he had in storeand death for those who sailed them, my companions.Now all day long until the sun went downwe made our feast on mutton and sweet wine,till after sunset in the gathering darkwe went to sleep above the wash of ripples.When the young Dawn with finger tips of rosetouched the world, I roused the men, gave ordersto man the ships, cast off the mooring lines;and filing in to sit beside the rowlocksoarsmen in line dipped oars in the gray sea.So we moved out, sad in the vast offing,having our precious lives, but not our friends.”TherepEPIC HEROReread lines 437–452. ParaphrasePolyphemus’ curse. How hasOdysseus brought this curse uponhimself?455 titanic for the cast: drawing on all hisenormous strength in preparing to throw.457 aft: behind.459 the island: the deserted island wheremost of Odysseus’ men had stayed behind.470 Cronus’ son: Zeus’ father, Cronus,was a Titan, one of an earlier race of gods.483 offing: the part of the deep seavisible from the shore.the wanderings of odysseus: book 9 1123

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