Saturday, June 29, 2019

Daily Dose


From The Odyssey, by Homer, translated by Robert Fagles

SO

"... So,
keep your fists to yourself, don't press your luck, don't rile me up,
or old as I am, I'll bloody your lip, splatter your chest
and buy myself some peace and quiet for tomorrow."

From Book Eighteen, The Beggar-King of Ithaca

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