"My mother, dead and gone now... Anticleia - daughter of that great heart Autolycus - whom I had left alive when I sailed for sacred Troy. I broke into tears to see her here, but filled with pity, even throbbing with grief, I would not let her ghost approach the blood till I had questioned Tiresias myself" (Book 11, pg. 252, 95-99). ~Odysseus
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