The goddess did not shoot me in my home,aiming with gentle arrows. Nor did sickness suck all the strength out from my limbs, with longand cruel wasting. No, it was missing you, Odysseus, my sunshine; your sharp mind, and your kind heart. That took sweet life from me.— The Odyssey (11.198-203)
-Emily Wilson
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