He was on the point of lifting up a fine two-handled goblet of gold, and had it in his hands, and was moving it so as to drink of the wine, and in his heart there was no thought of death.
The goblet held at the moment of mortal reckoning becomes the supreme image of unconscious complacency before fate, the vessel of life and the occasion of death coinciding in a single gesture.
, Odyssey of Homer, 2009thesis