Mt. Olympus
'Father Zeus! the rest of you blissful gods who never die-punish them all, that crew of Laertes' son Odysseus-what an outrage! They, they killed my cattle! (Book 12, Line 401)
'Sun, you keep on shining among the deathless gods and mortal men across the good green earth. And as for the guilty ones, why, soon enough on the wine-dark sea I'll hit their racing ship" (Book 12, 414)
Helios complains to his father Zeus about the sailors eating his cattle and asked Zeus for revenge.
"The mast itself went crashing into the stern, it struck the helmsman's head and crushed his skull to pulp and down from his deck the man flipped like a diver- his hardly life spirit left his bones behind" (Book 12, line 442).
¨Then, then in the same breath, Zeus hit the craft with a lightning bolt and thunder. Round she spun, reeling under the impact, filled with reeking brimstone, shipmates pitching out of her, bobbing round like seahawks swept along by the whitecaps, past the trim black hull-and the god cut short their journey home forever.¨ (Book 12, line 444)
Mt. Olympus
'Father Zeus! the rest of you blissful gods who never die-punish them all, that crew of Laertes' son Odysseus-what an outrage! They, they killed my cattle! (Book 12, Line 401)
'Sun, you keep on shining among the deathless gods and mortal men across the good green earth. And as for the guilty ones, why, soon enough on the wine-dark sea I'll hit their racing ship" (Book 12, 414)
Helios complains to his father Zeus about the sailors eating his cattle and asked Zeus for revenge.
"The mast itself went crashing into the stern, it struck the helmsman's head and crushed his skull to pulp and down from his deck the man flipped like a diver- his hardly life spirit left his bones behind" (Book 12, line 442).
¨Then, then in the same breath, Zeus hit the craft with a lightning bolt and thunder. Round she spun, reeling under the impact, filled with reeking brimstone, shipmates pitching out of her, bobbing round like seahawks swept along by the whitecaps, past the trim black hull-and the god cut short their journey home forever.¨ (Book 12, line 444)
Mt. Olympus
'Father Zeus! the rest of you blissful gods who never die-punish them all, that crew of Laertes' son Odysseus-what an outrage! They, they killed my cattle! (Book 12, Line 401)
'Sun, you keep on shining among the deathless gods and mortal men across the good green earth. And as for the guilty ones, why, soon enough on the wine-dark sea I'll hit their racing ship" (Book 12, 414)
Helios complains to his father Zeus about the sailors eating his cattle and asked Zeus for revenge.
"The mast itself went crashing into the stern, it struck the helmsman's head and crushed his skull to pulp and down from his deck the man flipped like a diver- his hardly life spirit left his bones behind" (Book 12, line 442).
¨Then, then in the same breath, Zeus hit the craft with a lightning bolt and thunder. Round she spun, reeling under the impact, filled with reeking brimstone, shipmates pitching out of her, bobbing round like seahawks swept along by the whitecaps, past the trim black hull-and the god cut short their journey home forever.¨ (Book 12, line 444)
Mt. Olympus
'Father Zeus! the rest of you blissful gods who never die-punish them all, that crew of Laertes' son Odysseus-what an outrage! They, they killed my cattle! (Book 12, Line 401)
'Sun, you keep on shining among the deathless gods and mortal men across the good green earth. And as for the guilty ones, why, soon enough on the wine-dark sea I'll hit their racing ship" (Book 12, 414)
Helios complains to his father Zeus about the sailors eating his cattle and asked Zeus for revenge.
"The mast itself went crashing into the stern, it struck the helmsman's head and crushed his skull to pulp and down from his deck the man flipped like a diver- his hardly life spirit left his bones behind" (Book 12, line 442).
¨Then, then in the same breath, Zeus hit the craft with a lightning bolt and thunder. Round she spun, reeling under the impact, filled with reeking brimstone, shipmates pitching out of her, bobbing round like seahawks swept along by the whitecaps, past the trim black hull-and the god cut short their journey home forever.¨ (Book 12, line 444)