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William Butler Yeats[a] (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939) was an Irish poet and one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature. A pillar of the Irish literary establishment, he helped to found the Abbey Theatre, and in his later years served as a Senator of the Irish Free State for two terms. He was a driving force behind the Irish Literary Revival along with Lady Gregory, Edward Martyn and others.
Yeats was born in Sandymount, Ireland and educated there and in London. He spent childhood holidays in County Sligo and studied poetry from an early age when he became fascinated by Irish legends and the occult. These topics feature in the first phase of his work, which lasted roughly until the turn of the 20th century. His earliest volume of verse was published in 1889, and its slow-paced and lyrical poems display debts to Edmund Spenser, Percy Bysshe Shelley, and the poets of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood. From 1900, his poetry grew more physical and realistic. He largely renounced the transcendental beliefs of his youth, though he remained preoccupied with physical and spiritual masks, as well as with cyclical theories of life. In 1923, he was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature.
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Hospitality is mentioned many times in Odysseus. It is known as xenia in the poem. One notable example is.
Here is a poor man come, a wanderer,
driven by want to beg his bread, and everyone
in hall gave bits, to cram his bag—only
Antinous threw a stool, and banged his shoulder
The lines show Odysseus disguised as a beggar and shares his bread with another beggar in a weird way because he had to defeat him in order to eat. However, Odysseus does not kill the old man and even shows his hospitality.
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Here is a poor man come, a wanderer, driven by want to beg his bread, and everyone in hall gave bits, to cram his bagÑonly Antinous threw a stool, and banged his shoulder "Suppose Athena's arm is over us, and Zeus her father's, must I rack my brains for more?" "The cruel belly, can you hide its ache? How many bitter days it brings!" Odysseus only shook his head, containing thoughts of bloody work, as he walked on, then sat, and dropped his loaded bag again upon the door sill.
