“I stuck to the ship till the sea knocked her sides from her keel (which drifted about by itself) and struck the mast out of her in the direction of the keel; but there was a backstay of stout ox-thong still hanging about it, and with this I lashed the mast and keel together, and getting astride of them was carried wherever the winds chose to take me.Odyssey 12.38 · Odyssey · 12
Odyssey 12.38
Odyssey · translated by Samuel Butler
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