By Gladys Weaver,2014-10-09 06:40
WHEN the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared, Telemachus bound on his
sandals and took a strong spear that suited his hands, for he wanted to go into the
city. "Old friend," said he to the swineherd, "I will now go to the town and show
myself to my mother, for she will never leave off grieving till she has seen me. As
for this unfortunate stranger, take..