ὑφ (ε)ιμάτων. Stan. quotes the beautiful picture of Telemachus (Odyssey IV. 114), endeavouring to conceal his filial sorrow from the eyes of Menelaus at Sparta—
“From his eye the tear-drop fell when he heard his father’s name,
And with both his hands before his eyes he held the purple cloak.”
“. . . libations pure,
Poured on my father’s tomb.”
These libations are described in various passages of the Classics, of which the following may suffice:—
“Then to all the dead I poured libations, first with honied milk,
Then with sweetest wine, and then with water, and I strewed the grains
Of whitest meal.”—Odyssey XI. 26.