Homer

some way of taking my revenge and cove

poor creature stooped to drink, it dried up and vanished,

“My dears, heaven has been pleased to try me with more affliction than any other woman of my age and country.

for he is a man of such resource that even though he were in chains of iron he would find some means of getting home again.

Would that I were son to one who had grown old upon his own estates, for, since you ask me, there is no more ill-starred man under heaven than he who they tell me is my father.

You are too old to plead infancy any longer

You are a fine, smart looking fellow; show your mettle, then, and make yourself a name in story

Telemachus answered, “Antinous, do not chide with me, but, god willing, I will be chief too if I can. Is this the worst fate you can think of for me? It is no bad thing to be a chief, for it brings both riches and honour. Still, now that Ulysses is dead there are many great men in Ithaca both old and young, and some other may take the lead among them; nevertheless I will be chief in my own house, and will rule those whom Ulysses has won for me.”

Now when the child of morning, rosy-fingered Dawn, appeared Telemachus rose and dressed himself. He bound his sandals on to his comely feet, girded his sword about his shoulder, and left his room looking like an immortal god

Telemachus, insolent braggart that you are, how dare you try to throw the blame upon us suitors