Following Nausicaa's battle plan involves sucking up to the Queen and sobbing out your sad story.
And silence seized the feasters all along the hall -
seeing him right before their eyes, they marvelled,
gazing on him now as Odysseus pleaded, 'Queen,
Arete, daughter of godlike King Rhexenor!
Here after many trials I come to beg for mercy,
your husband's, yours, and all these feasters' here.
May the gods endow them with fortune all their lives,
may each hand down do his sons the riches in his house
and the pride of place the realm has granted him.
But as for myself, grant me a rapid convoy home
to my own native land. How far away I've been
from all my loved ones - how long I have suffered!'
The Odyssey, Book 7: Phaeacia's Halls and Gardens, Fagles translation 170 - 181.
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