Canto VI of Ode to the Kraken Hades inspect’d this lone and strand’d man Caressing his twisted beard, possessing a cunning plan, -as he encircl’d at a graceful and calming pace. Adorn’d in tatter’d robes of bone, festoon’d on ebon lace Which clatter’d with a shrilling, chilling rasp, His pursed dead lips smiled, as the mortal gasp’d And sought for escape from this malevolent devil. Revel’d in the sight as the wretch’d mortal trembl’d. You are to suffer, penance for your forsaking, I present you with options, the choice is your own making. You’re predestin’d to suffer, your fate is wrought in thread, My underworld beckons, by evening there you will tread. Will you submit to Zeus’s thund’rous hand, Or enter as a mortal, into my forsaken land?
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