Daydreaming so as he sat among the suitors,
he glimpsed Athena now
straight to the porch he went, mortified
that a guest might still be standing at the doors.
Pausing beside her there, he clasped her right hand
and relieving her at once of her long bronze spear,
met her with winged words: "Greetings, stranger!
Here in our house you’ll find a royal welcome.
Have supper first, then tell us what you need."