Book 116

1He went back into the house of Hades. I stayed, hoping some other hero of older days might come. I might have seen men of still older time. Theseus and Peirithous, the gods’ glorious children. But before that the tribes of the dead gathered with an eerie cry, and pale fear took me: that dread Persephone might send the Gorgon head of some terrible monster up from Hades. I went at once to the ship and told the crew to embark and cast off. The Ocean stream bore them on the current; then they bent to the oars and rowed. So we left that place and sailed back toward Circe’s island, as she had told us we must.