Aye, for thou hast now slain a man who was far the best of the youths in Ithaca therefore shall vultures devour thee here.” But they railed at Odysseus with angry words: “Stranger, to thy cost dost thou shoot at men never again shalt thou take part in other contests now is thy utter destruction sure. Then into uproar broke the wooers through the halls, as they saw the man fallen, and from their high seats they sprang, driven in fear through the hall, gazing everywhere along the well-built walls but nowhere was there a shield or mighty spear to seize. For who among men that sat at meat could think that one man among many, how strong soever he were, would bring upon himself evil death and black fate? But Odysseus took aim, and smote him with an arrow in the throat, and clean out through the tender neck passed the point he sank to one side, and the cup fell from his hand as he was smitten, and straightway up through his nostrils there came a thick jet of the blood of man and quickly he thrust the table from him with a kick of his foot, and spilled all the food on the floor, and the bread and roast flesh were befouled. Now he was on the point of raising to his lips a fair goblet, a two-eared cup of gold, and was even now handling it, that he might drink of the wine, and death was not in his thoughts.

He spoke, and aimed a bitter arrow at Antinous. But Odysseus of many wiles stripped off his rags and sprang to the great threshold with the bow and the quiver full of arrows, and poured forth the swift arrows right there before his feet, and spoke among the wooers: “Lo, now at last is this decisive contest ended and now as for another mark, which till now no man has ever smitten, I will know if haply I may strike it, and Apollo grant me glory.” Odysseus & Laertes THE ODYSSEY BOOK 22, TRANSLATED BY A. Odysseus' Tale: Aeolus, Laestrygones & Circe

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