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Neritum

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Canonical name
Neritum
Disambiguator
None
Kind
Location
Scope
Individual
Parent location
Ithaca
Editorial note
No editorial note published.

Aliases

2

wooded mountain Neritum

Descriptive reference · Disguised

high mountain called Neritum

Descriptive reference · Direct

Present entities

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No presence observations in the processed scope.

Claims

4
·Disguised

In Minerva’s Mentes cover story, Neritum is a wooded mountain above Rheithron harbour.

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“under the wooded mountain Neritum”
·Reported

Neritum stands over Ithaca, the home from which Telemachus and his companions come.

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“We come from Ithaca under Neritum”
·Reported

Neritum is a high mountain covered with forests in Ithaca.

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“a high mountain called Neritum, covered with forests”
·Reported

Minerva identifies the nearby landmark as wooded Mount Neritum.

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“this is the wooded mountain Neritum”

Additional evidence

Evidence records not already represented by a claim.

4
·Disguised
“the wooded mountain Neritum”
·Reported
“Ithaca under Neritum”
·Direct
“in Ithaca, where there is a high mountain called Neritum”
·Reported
“wooded mountain Neritum”

Passage preview

Book 1 · Passage 14

And Minerva answered, ‘I will tell you truly and particularly all about it. I am Mentes, son of Anchialus, and I am King of the Taphians. I have come here with my ship and crew, on a voyage to men of a foreign tongue being bound for Temesa {4} with a cargo of iron, and I shall bring back copper. As for my ship, it lies over yonder off the open country away from the town, in the harbour Rheithron {5} under the wooded mountain Neritum. {6} Our fathers were friends before us, as old Laertes will tell you, if you will go and ask him. They say, however, that he never comes to town now, and lives by himself in the country, faring hardly, with an old woman to look after him and get his dinner for him, when he comes in tired from pottering about his vineyard. They told me your father was at home again, and that was why I came, but it seems the gods are still keeping him back, for he is not dead yet not on the mainland. It is more likely he is on some sea-girt island in mid ocean, or a prisoner among savages who are detaining him against his will. I am no prophet, and know very little about omens, but I speak as it is borne in upon me from heaven, and assure you that he will not be away much longer; 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. But tell me, and tell me true, can Ulysses really have such a fine looking fellow for a son? You are indeed wonderfully like him about the head and eyes, for we were close friends before he set sail for Troy where the flower of all the Argives went also. Since that time we have never either of us seen the other.’