Soon we arrived on the island of Eola. The entire island of Aeolus, floating on the sea, is surrounded by an indestructible copper wall, and its shores rise like sheer cliffs from the sea waves. Aeolus lives on this island with his wife, six sons and six daughters. Aeolus's life was happy and serene. He spent his days happily feasting with his family in rich palaces. For a whole month Aeolus honored us with feasts and listened to my stories about the exploits of the heroes at Troy. Finally, I began to ask him to let us go home. Eol agreed. At parting, he gave me a large fur, tied with silver twine. In this fur were the winds subject to Aeolus. Only one Zephyr was left free. He had to drive my ships to my native Ithaca. Eol forbade me to untie the fur until I arrived at my homeland. But the great Zeus did not promise me to return to my homeland. When Ithaca appeared on the tenth day of the voyage, the gods plunged me into a deep sleep. My companions began to say among themselves that Aeolus must have given me a lot of gold and silver, putting them in the fur, since I do not allow it to be untied. Prompted by curiosity, my companions untied the fur. The winds burst out of it and raised a terrible storm on the sea. I woke up from the noise of the storm and wanted to throw myself into the sea in despair, but I resigned myself to fate and, wrapped in a cloak, lay down at the stern.
The storm drove us again to the island of Eola. With one of my companions I went to the palace of Aeolus and began to beg him once again to help me return to my homeland. But Aeolus was angry with me. He drove me out of his palace and said that he would never help someone who, like me, was hated and persecuted by the gods. Shedding bitter tears, I left the palace of Aeolus.
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