#it's hard to get over making everything end-stopped. I need to enjamb more

[specialagentartemis]

I was a prince back in Ithaca, lord of the island of Samē, Husband of Ctimene, kin of Odysseus king of my homeland. Ctimene wedded me, proud of the match she had made in our marriage. She was as lovely as moonlight, and he always gleamed like the sun. He was my brother, my kinsman. He listened to what I would tell him, And I would laugh and would drink with him, brilliant son of Laertes. Those days are past. For they died in the war that took all of Greece with it. Look at us, victors of Ilium! What have we won for our struggle? Death and disgrace and unrest, no nearer home than we started, Due to o clever Odysseus.

I am having so much fun with this u guys. Composing in meter is great actually

(Context: Eurylochus has finally reached a tipping point and is blowing up at Polites who is trying to go How About We Not Eat The Sacred Beeves, This Is Literally The One Thing Odysseus Made Us Explicitly Promise Not To Do. And Eurylochus is like I am starving and I am sick to fucking death of doing what Odysseus tells us to do. Look where it's gotten us all so far!)

(The translation of the Odyssey I am reading (William Cullen Bryant, because it's public domain and easy to download lol) keeps calling the cows "beeves" and it is very funny)