Seba.Health
The Odyssey 17.193–196
But give me a staff to lean upon, if thou hast one cut anywhere, for verily ye said that the way was treacherous.”
He spoke, and flung about his shoulders his miserable wallet, full of holes, slung by a twisted cord, and Eumaeus gave him a staff to his liking.
γιγνώσκω, φρονέω· τά γε δὴ νοέοντι κελεύεις.
ἀλλʼ ἴομεν, σὺ δʼ ἔπειτα διαμπερὲς ἡγεμόνευε.
δὸς δέ μοι, εἴ ποθί τοι ῥόπαλον τετμημένον ἐστίν,
σκηρίπτεσθʼ, ἐπεὶ ἦ φατʼ ἀρισφαλέʼ ἔμμεναι οὐδόν.