The goddess spoke: the rolling waves unclose;
Then down the steep she plunged from whence she rose,
And left him sorrowing on the lonely coast,
In wild resentment for the fair he
lost.
n Here Goddess reinforces that the damsels lost
were fair maidens who were worthy of marrying ben elohim.
In Chrysa's port now sage Ulysses rode;
Beneath the deck the destined victims stow'd:
The sails they furl'd, they lash the mast aside,
And dropp'd their anchors, and the pinnace tied.
Next on the shore their hecatomb they land;
Chryseis last descending on the strand.
Her, thus returning from the furrow'd main,
Ulysses led to Phoebus' sacred fane;
Where at his solemn altar, as the maid
He gave to Chryses, thus the hero
said:
n To
firther reinforce this reality the damsel is set in a later presence, greeting
the great sage Ulysses. There is sacredness
about her meeting and the way the sage arrives brings the ideas of woes
encaptured and a remedy to serve all is being enacted.
"Hail, reverend priest! to Phoebus' awful dome
A suppliant I from great Atrides come:
Unransom'd, here receive the spotless fair;
Accept the hecatomb the Greeks prepare;
And may thy god who scatters darts around,
Atoned by sacrifice, desist to
wound."67
In tribute the sage sets a hecatomb
to tribute by blessing the shires if the kazdom of the fair maiden. The idea of a divine drama comes into pay as
one imagines the legendary almost surreal scenes of the interaction of the maidens
with the heroes. Here a true divine hero
is equivalent to ben elohim,
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