Fragment LXXVI: Talk not of evils past! Ulysses bore

Talk not of evils past! Ulysses bore
Severer hardships than my own, and more;
Doom’d to descend to Pluto’s dreary reign,—
Yet he return’d, and view’d his home again,
And wreak’d his vengeance on the plundering crew,
The factious haughty suitors, whom he slew:
Whilst all the while, with steady faith unfeign’d,
The prudent, chaste Penelope remain’d,
With her fair son; waiting a future hour,
For his arrival and return to power.