ὡς ἔφατ': οὐδ' ἀπίθησε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.
βῆ δὲ κατ' Οὐλύμποιο καρήνων ἀΐξασα:
εὗρεν ἔπειτ' Ὀδυσῆα Διὶ μῆτιν ἀτάλαντον
ἐσταότ': οὐδ' ὅ γε νηὸς ἐϋσσέλμοιο μελαίνης
ἅπτετ'. ἐπεί μιν ἄχος κραδίην καὶ θυμὸν ἵ̈κανεν:
ἀγχοῦ δ' ἱ̈σταμένη προσέφη γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη:
διογενὲς. Λαερτιάδη. πολυμήχαν' Ὀδυσσεῦ:
οὕτω δὴ οἶκον δὲ φίλην ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν
φεύξεσθ' ἐν νήεσσι πολυκλήϊσι πεσόντες.
καδ δέ κεν εὐχωλὴν Πριάμῳ καὶ Τρωσὶ λίποιτε
Ἀργείην Ἑλένην, ἧς εἵνεκα πολλοὶ Ἀχαιῶν
ἐν Τροίῃ ἀπόλοντο φίλης ἀπὸ πατρίδος αἴης:
ἀλλ' ἴ̈θι νῦν κατα λαὸν Ἀχαιῶν: μηδ έτ' ἐρώει:
σοῖς δ' ἀγανοῖς ἐπέεσσιν ἐρήτυε φῶτα ἕκαστον.
μηδὲ ἔα νῆας ἅλα δ' ἑλκέμεν ἀμφιελίσσας:
So spake she, and the goddess, flashing-eyed Athene, failed not to hearken. Down from the peaks of Olympus she went darting, and speedily came to the swift ships of the Achaeans. There she found Odysseus, the peer of Zeus in counsel, as he stood. He laid no hand upon his benched, black ship, for that grief had come upon his heart and soul; and flashing-eyed Athene stood near him, and said: "Son of Laërtes, sprung from Zeus, Odysseus of many wiles, is it thus indeed that ye will fling yourselves on your benched ships to flee to your dear native land? Aye, and ye would leave to Priam and the Trojans their boast, even Argive Helen, for whose sake many an Achaean hath perished in Troy, far from his dear native land. But go thou now throughout the host of the Achaeans, and hold thee back no more; and with thy gentle words seek thou to restrain every man, neither suffer them to draw into the sea their curved ships."
