So she spoke, and bound beneath her feet her beautiful sandals, immortal, golden, which were accustomed to bear her both over the waters of the sea and over the boundless land swift as the blasts of the wind.
ὣς εἰποῦσ' ὑπὸ ποσσὶν ἐδήσατο καλὰ πέδιλα , ἀμβρόσια χρύσεια , τά μιν φέρον ἠμὲν ἐφ' ὑγρὴν ἠδ' ἐπ' ἀπείρονα γαῖαν ἅμα πνοιῇς ἀνέμοιο ·
ὡς εἶπον ὑπό πούς δέω καλός πέδιλον , ἀμβρόσιος χρύσεος , ὁ μιν φέρω ἠμέν ἐπί ὑγρός ἠδέ ἐπί ἀπείρων γαῖα ἅμα πνοή ἄνεμος ·