Hear me, Poseidon, earth-enfolder, you dark-haired god, if indeed I am your son and you declare yourself my father; grant that Odysseus, the sacker of cities, may never reach his home, even the son of Laertes, whose home is in Ithaca;
ἀλλ’ εἴ οἱ μοῖρ’ ἐστὶ φίλους τ’ ἰδέειν καὶ ἱκέσθαι οἶκον ἐυκτίμενον καὶ ἑὴν ἐς πατρίδα γαῖαν , ὀψὲ κακῶς ἔλθοι , ὀλέσας ἄπο πάντας ἑταίρους , νηὸς ἐπ’ ἀλλοτρίης , εὕροι δ’ ἐν πήματα οἴκῳ .
ἀλλά εἰ ἕ μοῖρα εἰμί φίλος τε εἶδον καί ἱκνέομαι οἶκος ἐυκτίμενος καί ἑός εἰς πατρίς γαῖα comma ὀψέ κακός ἔρχομαι comma ὄλλυμι ἀπό πᾶς ἑταῖρος comma ναῦς ἐπί ἀλλότριος comma εὑρίσκω δέ ἐν πῆμα οἶκος period