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old woman who looks after Laertes

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old woman who looks after Laertes
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Individual
Editorial note
This unnamed individual appears only within Minerva’s Mentes cover story.

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old Sicel woman

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their mother

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Location presence

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·Reported

Minerva reports that an old woman looks after Laertes at his country place.

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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.
Laertes’ house2 observations
·Direct

The old Sicel woman was inside Laertes’ house.

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Thus did they converse in the house of Hades deep down within the bowels of the earth. Meanwhile Ulysses and the others passed out of the town and soon reached the fair and well-tilled farm of Laertes, which he had reclaimed with infinite labour. Here was his house, with a lean-to running all round it, where the slaves who worked for him slept and sat and ate, while inside the house there was an old Sicel woman, who looked after him in this his country-farm. When Ulysses got there, he said to his son and to the other two:
·Direct

the old Sicel woman was physically present in Laertes’ house during Laertes’ washing and transformation.

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Thus conversing the two made their way towards the house. When they got there they found Telemachus with the stockman and the swineherd cutting up meat and mixing wine with water. Then the old Sicel woman took Laertes inside and washed him and anointed him with oil. She put him on a good cloak, and Minerva came up to him and gave him a more imposing presence, making him taller and stouter than before. When he came back his son was surprised to see him looking so like an immortal, and said to him, ‘My dear father, some one of the gods has been making you much taller and better-looking.’

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·Disguised

In Minerva’s Mentes cover story, an old woman looks after Laertes and prepares his dinner when he returns tired from his vineyard.

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with an old woman to look after him and get his dinner for him, when he comes in tired from pottering about his vineyard
·Direct

The old Sicel woman lives inside Laertes’s house and looks after him at his country farm.

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inside the house there was an old Sicel woman, who looked after him in this his country-farm
·Direct

The old Sicel woman takes Laertes inside, washes and oils him, and dresses him in a good cloak.

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the old Sicel woman took Laertes inside and washed him and anointed him with oil. She put him on a good cloak
·Direct

The Sicel woman, mother of Dolius’s sons, fetches them from work and looks after the aging Laertes.

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their mother, the Sicel woman who looked after Laertes now that he was growing old, had been to fetch them

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·Disguised
with an old woman to look after him and get his dinner for him
·Direct
an old Sicel woman, who looked after him in this his country-farm
·Direct
their mother, the Sicel woman who looked after Laertes

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.’