“Off to the right along their path, Pallas Athena sent a heron gliding down the night. They could not see it passing, but they heard its cry; and heartened by that fisher bird, Odysseus prayed, “O child of Zeus who bears the storm cloud, hear me … tonight, befriend me most, Athena.” These were the prayers, and Pallas Athena, Zeus’ daughter, heard them.”
—From Robert Fitzgerald’s translation of The Illiad, 1974.
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