Yea, we left him uncared for on the strand
and we sailed oversea; and full well each one of us shall know our
baneful folly, now that he is far away."

(ll. 154-163) Thus he spake, but all these things had been wrought by
the counsels of Zeus. Then they remained there through the night and
tended the hurts of the wounded men, and offered sacrifice to the
immortals, and made ready a mighty meal; and sleep fell upon no man
beside the bowl and the blazing sacrifice. They wreathed their fair
brows with the bay that grew by the shore, whereto their hawsers were
bound, and chanted a song to the lyre of Orpheus in sweet harmony; and
the windless shore was charmed by their song; and they celebrated the
Therapnaean son of Zeus. [1201]

(ll. 164-177) But when the sun rising from far lands lighted up the dewy
hills and wakened the shepherds, then they loosed their hawsers from
the stem of the baytree and put on board all the spoil they had need
to take; and with a favouring wind they steered through the eddying
Bosporus. Hereupon a wave like a steep mountain rose aloft in front as
though rushing upon them, ever upheaved above the clouds; nor would you
say that they could escape grim death, for in its fury it hangs over
the middle of the ship, like a cloud, yet it sinks away into calm if it
meets with a skilful helmsman. So they by the steering-craft of Tiphys
escaped, unhurt but sore dismayed. And on the next day they fastened the
hawsers to the coast opposite the Bithynian land.

(ll. 178-208) There Phineus, son of Agenor, had his home by the sea,
Phineus who above all men endured most bitter woes because of the
gift of prophecy which Leto's son had granted him aforetime. And he
reverenced not a whit even Zeus himself, for he foretold unerringly to
men his sacred will. Wherefore Zeus sent upon him a lingering old age,
and took from his eyes the pleasant light, and suffered him not to have
joy of the dainties untold that the dwellers around ever brought to his
house, when they came to enquire the will of heaven. But on a sudden,
swooping through the clouds, the Harpies with their crooked beaks
incessantly snatched the food away from his mouth and hands. And at
times not a morsel of food was left, at others but a little, in order
that he might live and be tormented. And they poured forth over all a
loathsome stench; and no one dared not merely to carry food to his mouth
but even to stand at a distance; so foully reeked the remnan