Aeolus

"K.R.I.A

-He can kiss my royal irish arse, Myles Crawford cried loudly over his shoulder. Any time he likes, tell him"

Hades

"I'll tickle his catastrophe"

Lotus Eaters

"He foresaw his pale body reclined in it at full, naked, in a womb of warmth, oiled by scented melting soap, softly laved. He saw his trunk and limbs riprippled over and sustained, buoyed lightly upward, lemonyellow: his navel, bud of flesh: and saw the dark tangled curls of his bush floating, floating hair of the stream around the limp father of thousands, a languid floating flower."

Calypso

"Quick warm sunlight came running from Berkeley Road, swiftly, in slim sandals, along the brightening footpath. Runs, she runs to meet me, a girl with gold hair on the wind."

Proteus

"They are coming, waves. The whitemaned seahorses, champing, brightwindbridled, the steeds of Mananaan"

Nestor

"A poor soul gone to heaven: and on a heath beneath winking stars a fox, red reek of rapine in his fur, with merciless bright eyes scraped in the earth, listened, scraped up the earth, listened, scraped and scraped."

Telemachus

"Who chose this face for me?. This dogsbody to rid of vermin"