Eurylochus+1



The sights I saw that day. That horrible day on Circe's island. Forever will I be scarred by the memories of you, My good companions being maliciously turned into swine, Beasts whose lives mean nothing more than a Feast for the brutal and heartless witch, Circe. The horror and anger I had against Odysseus After he defied my pleas to avoid the monster, Will stay with me even to the Underworld. My shock at witnessing the terrible things Circe did to you Was such that all I could do was cry in anguish. Even this didn't get through to our stubborn king Odysseus, Who, If not for help from a god Would have perished just as I predicted. In some ways, it is good that my captain lived, For he is my commander and my friend And it would have been a tragedy If Circe had had her evil ways with him; On the other hand, if he had been turned into a pig by the sorceress, I would not have looked like so much of a fool. Yes. . . I wish he had been cursed. After humiliating me in front of my fellow shipmates, Seeing him as a beast would have been much more satisfying.