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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ULYSSES ON HIS RETURN, by ANONYMOUS
First Line: "hail, ithaca, my loved paternal soil!"
Last Line: "now, from my soul, I feel how strong the chain / that binds the passions to our native plain"
Subject(s): "ithaca, Greece;
First Line: "hail, ithaca, my loved paternal soil!"
Last Line: "now, from my soul, I feel how strong the chain / that binds the passions to our native plain"
Subject(s): "ithaca, Greece;
HAIL, Ithaca, my loved paternal soil!
How, after years of travel, war, and toil,
How, after countless perils of the sea,
My heart, returning, fondly clings to thee!
Where I shall once more bless my father's age,
And smooth the last steps of his pilgrimage;
Again embrace my wife, again enjoy
The sweet endearments of mine only boy.
Now, from my soul, I feel how strong the chain
That binds the passions to our native plain.
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