And truly but now, as I made mention of Odysseus and was telling of all the woe and toil he endured for my sake, this youth let fall a bitter tear from beneath his brows, holding up his purple cloak before his eyes.
καὶ νῦν ἦ τοι ἐγὼ μεμνημένος ἀμφ' Ὀδυσῆι μυθεόμην , ὅσα κεῖνος ὀιζύσας ἐμόγησεν ἀμφ' ἐμοί , αὐτὰρ ὁ πικρὸν ὑπ' ὀφρύσι δάκρυον εἶβε , χλαῖναν πορφυρέην ἄντ' ὀφθαλμοῖιν ἀνασχών . &quot;
καί νῦν ἦ τοι ἐγώ μιμνήσκω ἀμφί Ὀδυσσεύς μυθέομαι , ὅσος ἐκεῖνος ὀιζύω μογέω ἀμφί ἐγώ , ἀτάρ ὁ πικρός ὑπό ὀφρύς δάκρυον εἴβω , χλαῖνα πορφύρεος ἄντα ὀφθαλμός ἀνέχω . &quot;