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  • Dear friends, no need for stealth: here´s a young weaver singing a pretty song to set the air a-tingle on these lawns and paven courts(Pg 918)
  • Scare had they drunk when she flew after them with her long stick and shut them in a pigsty(Pg 918)
  • The lady Circe mixed me a golden cup of honeyed wine, adding in mischief her unholy drug. I drank, and the drink failed. But she came forward aiming a stroke with her long stick, and whispered: ´down in the sty and snore among the rest!´ (Pg 920)
  • Odysseus sent some men the search the island where they found the hall of Circe and heard singing inside.
  • ‘Circe, am I a boy,that you should make me soft and doting now?Here in this house you turned my men to swine;now it is I myself you hold, enticing into your chambers, to your dangerous bed,to take my manhood when you have me stripped.I mount no bed of love with you upon it.Or swear me first a great oath, if I do,you’ll work no more enchantment to my harm.´
  • The men where invited into the hall where Circe turned them into pigs
  • . I saw her enter,driving those men turned swine to stand before me.She stroked them, each in turn, with some new chrism;and then, behold! Their bristles fell away,the coarse pelt grown upon them by her drug melted away, and they were men again,younger, more handsome, taller than before.Their eyes upon me, each one took my hands,and wild regret and longing pierced them through,so the room rang with sobs, and even Circe pitied that transformation
  • One of the men who wasn´t changed came running back to Odysseus
  • So I went down to the sea beach and the ship,where I found all my other men on board,weeping, in despair along the benches.Sometimes in farmyards when the cows return well-fed from pasture to the bard, one sees the pens give way before the calves in tumult,breaking through to cluster about their mothers,bumping together, bawling. Just that way my crew poured round me when they saw me come –their faces wet with tears as if they saw their homeland, and the crags of Ithaca,even the very town where they were born.
  • Odysseus goes to Circe to save his men
  • Circe turns his men back to normal so they can leave
  • Odysseus goes to his men and tells them about the hall
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