I have woken up to find myself on an island. It's beautiful , don't get me wrong , but it's not home. I am not here alone , for I am with my captor , Calypso. The island is beautiful , as is she , but neither of them are Penelope. Calypso seems to "cling to me in her sea-hollowed caves" at all times.
Athena has sent Hermes to come and rescue me , for Poseidon is "cold and rough" and does not wish to see my return home. I see Hermes chatting with Calypso; Calypso looking as if she is deep in thought.
Calypso returns to me saying ,"O forlorn man , be still. Here you grieve no more; you need not feel your life consumed here: I have pondered it , and I shall help you go ..."
I am no longer crying , for Calypso's words have pleased me. She has supplied me with a raft for my journey.
Calypso stops me and makes a last-chance offer ,"I wish you well. If you could see it all, before you go - all the adversity you face at sea - you would stay here , and guard this house , and be immortal ..."
I am offended by her implied words , only as they apply to my Penelope. I bid Calypso goodbye , then set off on my journey at sea.
--Odysseus
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