Yea, verily, thou art Odysseus
The Wind-god sent a gust from the South
Sweet, piercing sweet was the music of Pan’s pipe
The figure of the goddess was a colossal one
Often she would stand upon the walls of Troy
She changed her into a spider
Demeter rejoiced for her daughter was by her side
For two days and two nights the boat was tossed hither and thither
A Goddess
Dancing Bacchante
Combat between Menelaus and Hector
Athene of the Parthenon
Paris on Mount Ida