Source-groundedThe Odyssey
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maidservant daughter of Actor who guards Ulysses and Penelope’s room

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maidservant daughter of Actor who guards Ulysses and Penelope’s room
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daughter of Actor

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Actor’s maidservant daughter is the sole other human who has seen the secret bed and keeps the doors of Ulysses and Penelope’s room.

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“our bed (which no human being has ever seen but you and I and a single maidservant, the daughter of Actor, who was given me by my father on my marriage, and who keeps the doors of our room)”

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“a single maidservant, the daughter of Actor, who was given me by my father on my marriage, and who keeps the doors of our room”

Passage preview

Book 23 · Passage 19

When she heard the sure proofs Ulysses now gave her, she fairly broke down. She flew weeping to his side, flung her arms about his neck, and kissed him. ‘Do not be angry with me Ulysses,’ she cried, ‘you, who are the wisest of mankind. We have suffered, both of us. Heaven has denied us the happiness of spending our youth, and of growing old, together; do not then be aggrieved or take it amiss that I did not embrace you thus as soon as I saw you. I have been shuddering all the time through fear that someone might come here and deceive me with a lying story; for there are many very wicked people going about. Jove’s daughter Helen would never have yielded herself to a man from a foreign country, if she had known that the sons of Achaeans would come after her and bring her back. Heaven put it in her heart to do wrong, and she gave no thought to that sin, which has been the source of all our sorrows. Now, however, that you have convinced me by showing that you know all about our bed (which no human being has ever seen but you and I and a single maidservant, the daughter of Actor, who was given me by my father on my marriage, and who keeps the doors of our room) hard of belief though I have been I can mis trust no longer.’