Seeking to find his home, Odysseus crosses each water; <br /> Through Charybdis so dread; ay, and through Scylla's wild yells, <br /> Through the alarms of the raging sea, the alarms of the land too,-- <br /> E'en to the kingdom of hell leads him his wandering course. <br /> And at length, as he sleeps, to Ithaca's coast fate conducts him; <br /> There he awakes, and, with grief, knows not his fatherland now.<br /><br />Friedrich Schiller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/odysseus-2/
