Odysseia XI: Ölülerin Çağrılması

I dug a pit about a cubit square, and around it I poured a libation to all the dead: first with a mixture of honey and milk, then with sweet wine, and thirdly with water; and over it all I sprinkled white barley meal. Then I began to offer many prayers to the strengthless heads of the dead, promising that once I reached Ithaca, I would sacrifice in my halls a sterile cow, the very best I had, and would fill a pyre with rich gifts; and to Tiresias alone, apart from the others, I would offer a ram, entirely black, the most standout animal among our flocks. When I had made my vows and prayers to the tribes of the dead, I took the sheep and cut their throats over the pit, and the dark blood flowed out. Then the spirits of the dead gathered from out of Erebus: brides, young men who had never married, and old men who had endured much; tender young girls with hearts still fresh in their new grief; and many men wounded by bronze-tipped spears, killed in battle, still wearing their blood-stained armor. In great numbers they swarmed around the pit from every side with a ghastly cry, and pale fear seized me.