
Odysseus: I am no god, but a mortal
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τὸν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη πολύμητις Ὀδυσσεύς·
Odysseus — Ἀλκίνοʼ, ἄλλο τί τοι μελέτω φρεσίν· οὐ γὰρ ἐγώ γε ἀθανάτοισιν ἔοικα, τοὶ οὐρανὸν εὐρὺν ἔχουσιν, οὐ δέμας οὐδὲ φυήν, ἀλλὰ θνητοῖσι βροτοῖσιν.
And answering him spoke Odysseus of many wiles: Alcinous, let some other thing occupy your mind; for I am not like the immortals, who hold broad heaven, not in build nor in stature, but like mortal men.
Odysseus answers the king's guess at once. Careful not to let the flattering suspicion stand, he insists he is nothing like the immortals — in body or bearing — but a mortal man.
Odysseus replies with the familiar formula for a measured answer, then moves fast to put down the dangerous compliment: let that thought go, he tells Alcinous, for he is not like the deathless gods who hold broad heaven, not in build or stature — he is a mortal, one of ordinary men.
The undercurrent is Odysseus's tact. To be mistaken for a god is flattering but perilous; a mortal who accepts divine honours courts disaster. He deflects with quiet precision, and the denial is also true in the poem's own terms — his whole greatness is that he is only a man, enduring what men endure. The hero defines himself, first thing, by his mortality.
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