"Calypso could calm down nothing on a separation with Улиссом. In sorrow she considered the immortality executing. A long ago already it was not heard songs in her cave, a long ago her nymphs nothing dare say to her. Often she roamed solitary on flowery meadows an eternal spring dressed around that her island, but also charming places could not disperse her sadnesses, excited as early as her sad remembrance about that, how she was there together with Улиссом. Often she stood at a sea long and motionlessly and all in tears unceasingly looked in distance endless, where a ship Улиссов, dissecting waves, hid from her look".