even steps. The damsel wielded well The reins, and used the lash with gentle hand, So that Ulysses and her train of maids On foot could follow close. And now the sun Was sinking when they came to that fair grove Sacred to Pallas. There the noble chief Ulysses sat him down, and instantly Prayed to the daughter of imperial Jove:—
“O thou unconquerable child of Jove The Aegis-bearer! hearken to me now, Since late thou wouldst not listen to my prayer, What time the mighty shaker of the shores Pursued and wrecked me! Grant me to receive Pity and kindness from Phaeacia’s sons.”
So prayed he, supplicating. Pallas heard The prayer, but came not to him openly. Awe of her father’s brother held her back; For he would still pursue with violent hate Ulysses, till he reached his native land.