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But, on the afternoon of the tenth day, We reached, borne downward with an easy helm, Land of the flowery food, the Lotus-eating realm.

Anon we step forth on the dear mainland, loo

And draw fresh water from the springs, and there, Seated at ease along the silent strand. Not far from the swift ships our meal prepare. Soon having tasted of the welcome fare, I with the herald brave companions twain los

Sent to explore what manner of men they were, Who, on the green earth couched beside the main, Seemed ever with sweet food their lips to entertain.

Who, when they came on the delightful place Where those sat feeding by the barren wave, uo There mingled with the Lotus-eating race ; Who nought of ruin for our comrades brave Dreamed in their minds, but of the Lotus gave ; And whoso tasted of their flowery meat Cared not with tidings to return, but clave ns

Fast to that tribe, for ever fain to eat. Reckless of home-return, the tender Lotus sweet.

These sorely weeping by main strength we bore Back to the hollow ships with all our speed. And thrust them bound with cords upon the floor. Under the benches : then the rest I lead 121

On board and bid them to the work give heed. Lest others, eating of the Lotus, yearn Always to linger in that land, and feed. Careless for ever of the home-return : 125

Then, bending to their oars, the foamy deep they spurn.