The Odyssey Book 6
Viking Saga Style
As slept in stillness the sailor in leaves, onward went Athena into the city. The rivered land ruled by rich Alcinous, Pallas found princess in palace, asleep.
Her name was Nausicaa, now in slumber. Softly through sleep's dreams spoke the goddess: "Rinse your raiments in river's waters. Wake now to wash, woman to be." Mules pulling maidens made haste to the river. Laden with linens, her ladies took care. Fed and finished, they fairly sported: they bounced a ball in bright morning sun.
But Athena's aim now erred the casting. The sailor from slumber suddenly woke. Skin stained by salt, stripped of clothing, he asked for aid of Alcinous' daughter. "Glorious goddess, or girl of mortals? As Artemis are you, awash in beauty. Humble my heart with help and charity: show me your shores and shield me with cloth." She gave him garments, gave him rich food. Great like a god, he grew now in stature. That men not mock her with malice and rumor, she bade him bide quiet, back in Pallas' grove. In grove of great goddess he gave all his thanks. To Pallas he prayed for passage home safe: "Grant me, oh goddess, the gift of wise words, to ask as I will for aid to return."
Book 6 Synopsis
Athena inspires Nausicaa, princess of Phaecia, to wash her linens in the river with her maidens. She journeys there and washes, playing ball with her maidens while the linen dries, until a cast of the ball rolls by naked, shipwrecked, and starving Odysseus, waking him. Her maidens flee at Odysseus’ appearance, but Nausicaa stays.
Odysseus flatters her beauty, and she clothes him and feeds him. She asks him to follow her to the city, but wait in the grove of Athena before seeking out the king and queen, so that she does not gain the reputation as one cavorting in an unseemly fashion with strange men. Odysseus prays to Athena in her grove.
Both illustrations of Princess Nausicaa here. I don’t think people give her enough credit. Of all the characters who assist Odysseus, her assist, though guided by Athena, is perhaps the biggest: she is the difference between him dying of exposure next to the river, and returning home, and she does this out of charity for a strange bedraggled naked guy whom she should rightly fear.
Really, more people should name their daughters after her than Helen of friggin’ Troy.




I’m caught up! And continue to thoroughly enjoy your rendition of the tale!