I can’t believe it took me more than 30 years to read this. For
me, the most interesting theme is that of hospitality – the quality of men is
revealed in how they treat stranges. Great men welcome even complete strangers welcomed
with gifts. And the preciousness of the gifts shows the status of the host.
This is very reminiscent of Mauss’ gift theory.
“This
stranger, whoever he may be – setting forth from the East, it may be, or from
the West – has come in his wanderings to my house. He asks for help to return
home and implores us to ensure him this. Let us hasten, then to prepare his
voyage, just as in times past, for no one who once has come to my house lingers
here long, fretting for convoy home.” (Homer, 1980, p.85).
“Sir, I beg
you to reverence the gods. We are suppliants, and Zeus himself is the champion
of suppliants and of guests; ‘god of guests’ is a name of his.” (Homer, 1980,
p.105).
“I gathered
much wealth among the men of Egypt, because they all made me gifts.” (Homer,
1980, p.171).
“if a man
is gracious in thought and gracious in deed, his guests carry good report of
him far and wide over the world, and he finds many to call him noble.” (Homer,
1980, p.235).
And people
who aren’t visited are not very high regarded “whose land have I come to now?
Are the people barbarous, arrogant and lawless, or are they hospitable and
godfearing?” (Homer, 1980, p.158). “Merciless
one, who of all men in all the world will choose to visit you after this?”
(Homer, 1980, p.107).
But this
gift giving is not as innocent as Mauss describes it: “But now let us give him
also, each man of us, a massive tripod and a cauldron; later we will repay
ourselvesby gathering from among the people, because all giving and no
receiving would bear very hard on us man by man.” (Homer, 1980, p.154).
The second
interesting theme is that of phrases: I think there are plenty of very
colourful phrases. Such as:
“Leaving
the lovely lake of Ocean, the sun leapt upwards into the brazen sky, bringing
the light of the Deathless Ones, bringing it to for mortal men who live on the
earth that gives them grain.” (Homer, 1980, p.23).
“Dawn comes
early, with rosy fingers.” (Homer, 1980, p.32).
“There is
nothing more devoid of shame than the accursed belly; it thrusts itself upon a
man’s mind in spite of his afflictions, in spite of his inward grief. That is
true of me; my heart is sad, but my belly keeps urging me to have food and
drink, tries to blot out all the past from me; it says imperiously: “Eat and be
filled.”” (Homer, 1980, p.81).
“Then the
sun sank, and light thickened on every pathway.” (Homer, 1980, p.188).
“let him
sleep warm till he sees before him the golden robes of Dawn.” (Homer, 1980,
p.235).
“spear
tipped with keen bronze.” (Homer, 1980, p.246).
“O Father
Zeus, no god is ruthless as you are ruthless. You bring men into the world
yourself, yet you have no more compassion for them than to plunge them into
suffering and bitter tribulations.” (Homer, 1980, p.248).
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