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 Odyssey of Odysseus

Odyssey of Odysseus
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Odysseus or Ulysses
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The man was angry at the kick he felt it in his heart they had moved the beggar rude away from fire. He lay his cloak aside and astonished the nearest suitor with his young appearance the muscles rippled on his chest as he picked up his bow the bow of Ulysses.
The axes laid on end to end had numbered twelve he fired the arrow into the target at the end they all had holes in every axe head not a miss among the axes. The neck of one turned red Antinous was dead. One after another the suitors crawled in their skin unable to flee the house was a trap they could not escape from the man so intent on revenge he was stout and the spears fell aside as they sought for his heart  he was hit several times on his arms. Retaining some semblance of fading humanity he spared only two of the lesser servants who had not willingly participated in all that occurred to make a man murder to end his captivity and anger. The minstrel Phemius and the herald Medon they were spared grief Ulysses even killed the priest and at the end of the battle poor Melanthius was tortured there not the fitting end to a noble cause that some imagine this was.
A noble man and an action resolved to become the husband of his woman.


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