Read the paraphrase.Although I was sad to see my mother’s dead ghost, I didn’t speak with her because I needed to talk to a different ghost.
A
Now came the soul of Antikleia, dead, my mother, daughter of Autolykos, dead now, though living still when I took ship for holy Troy.B
Seeing this ghost I grieved, but held her off, through pang on pang of tears, till I should know the presence of Teiresias.C
Soon from the dark that prince of Thebes came forward bearing a golden staff; and he addressed meD
Great captain, a fair wind and the honey lights of home are all you seek.But anguish lies ahead