1 There are luscious figs also, and olives in full growth.
2 Then I cut off the top boughs of the olive tree and left the stump standing.
3 There is not a single plant, not a fig tree, vine, olive, pear, nor flower bed, but bears the trace of your attention.
4 There was a young olive growing within the precincts of the house, in full vigour, and about as thick as a bearing-post.
5 Then the two sat down by the root of the great olive, and consulted how to compass the destruction of the wicked suitors.
6 At the head of this harbour there is a large olive tree, and at no great distance a fine overarching cavern sacred to the nymphs who are called Naiads.
7 Here, too, there was a store of fragrant olive oil, while casks of old, well-ripened wine, unblended and fit for a god to drink, were ranged against the wall in case Ulysses should come home again after all.
8 After they had washed them and got them quite clean, they laid them out by the sea side, where the waves had raised a high beach of shingle, and set about washing themselves and anointing themselves with olive oil.
9 Meanwhile Circe had been seeing that the men who had been left behind were washed and anointed with olive oil; she had also given them woollen cloaks and shirts, and when we came we found them all comfortably at dinner in her house.
10 In the end I deemed it would be the best plan to do as follows: The Cyclops had a great club which was lying near one of the sheep pens; it was of green olive wood, and he had cut it intending to use it for a staff as soon as it should be dry.