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a goddess' wish
Book 10: Lines 242-245
Mountain wolves and lions were roaming round the grounds--
she'd bewitched them herself, she gave them magic drugs.
But they wouldn't attack my men; they just came pawing
up around them, fawning, swishing their long tails--
eager as hounds that fawn around their master,
coming home from a feast,
who always brings back scraps to calm them down.
So they came nuzzling round my men-lions, wolves
with big powerful claws--and the men cringed in fear
at the sight of those strange, ferocious beasts... But still
they paused at her doors, the nymph with lovely braids,
Circe--and deep inside they heard her singing, liftingPolites, captain of armies, took command,
her spellbinding voice as she glided back and forth
at her great immortal loom, her enchanting web
a shimmering glory only goddesses can weave.
the closest, most devoted man I had: 'Friends,
there's someone inside, plying a great loom,
and how she sings--enthralling!
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