The waters drifted me to an island, where i was captured by the beautiful Calypso. For ten years I was a prisoner of her caves. Hermes tell Calypso that I can not stay with her any longer, she tells me, "O forlorn man, be still. Here you need grieve no more; you need not feel your life consumed here; I have pondered it, and I shall help you go..." (pg. 892) We walked back into her cave where we "thought of ideas for me to get home." We wished eachother well and I was on my way.
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