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winds confined by Aeolus

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Canonical name
winds confined by Aeolus
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Collective
Editorial note
The source presents these winds as a bounded, controllable supernatural collective but does not explicitly call them gods.

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Claims

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·Remembered

The roaring winds are shut inside an ox-hide sack by Aeolus, who can stir or still each at pleasure.

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the ways of the roaring winds, which he shut up in the hide as in a sack—for Jove had made him captain over the winds, and he could stir or still each one of them according to his own pleasure
·Remembered

The released winds fly howling from the sack, raise a storm, and drive the fleet back to the Aeolian island.

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the wind flew howling forth and raised a storm that carried us weeping out to sea and away from our own country. Then I awoke, and knew not whether to throw myself into the sea or to live on and make the best of it; but I bore it, covered myself up, and lay down in the ship, while the men lamented bitterly as the fierce winds bore our fleet back to the Aeolian island

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·Remembered
the ways of the roaring winds, which he shut up in the hide as in a sack

Passage preview

Book 10 · Passage 2

‘Aeolus entertained me for a whole month asking me questions all the time about Troy, the Argive fleet, and the return of the Achaeans. I told him exactly how everything had happened, and when I said I must go, and asked him to further me on my way, he made no sort of difficulty, but set about doing so at once. Moreover, he flayed me a prime ox-hide to hold the ways of the roaring winds, which he shut up in the hide as in a sack—for Jove had made him captain over the winds, and he could stir or still each one of them according to his own pleasure. He put the sack in the ship and bound the mouth so tightly with a silver thread that not even a breath of a side-wind could blow from any quarter. The West wind which was fair for us did he alone let blow as it chose; but it all came to nothing, for we were lost through our own folly.