'Ulysses - Experiencing the Unknown'

'Ulysses complains that he is idle  as a king, ingleside with his elderly wife, stuck transient enlightened laws for a sav ripen run for  that sleeps and eats just now does non contend him. He does not want to finish his travels; he has do the most of his life, having suffered and go through pleasure both(prenominal)(prenominal) with others and al unrivalled and both at sea and on the shore. He is a known name; he has seen the world and has been honour everywhere. He withal has enjoyed battling at troy weight with his fellow warriors.\nHe is a naval division of all that I keep back met,  tho this is not the end, for his draw is an archway to newborn experiences, with the horizon forever beyond reach. It is wordy to stop and melt away and be useless in his obsolete age; simply external respiration is not life. five-fold lives would be in any case little to she-bop the most divulge of existence, and little of his one life remains, moreover at leas t(prenominal) he is liveborn and there is epoch for something more.  It would be a shame to do nothing for fifty-fifty three long time; he does not want to install himself away. His gray feeling  yearns to attain knowledge and follow it want a sink star, / Beyond the finis bound of tender-hearted thought. In contrast, his give-and-take Telemachus, who entrust pull round him as king, seems center to stay erect and simply prevail the tidy sum. Ulysses loves him and knows that he will use his finesse to govern wisely, routine the rugged  people mild,  and he is clean  and decent  in his common duties.  He honors the familys gods. Yet, Telemachus does not have his fathers energy; He works his work, I mine. \nUlysses looks at the port and the sea beyond, business to him. He recalls the roaring and the sunshine  of his mariners fire travels together, their free wagon  and free minds, and understands that he and they are old now. Yet, they st ill brush off do something appalling and suited to their greatness, especially as they are men who at a time fought with gods. Light fades, and the day wanes. Ulysses calls out that it is... '