“Beneath it all I kept faith with Ithaca, travelled, Travelled and travelled, Suffering much, enjoying a little; Met strange people singing New myths; made myths myself. But this lion of the sea Salt-maned, scaly, wondrous of tail, Touched with power, insistent On this brief promontory... Puzzles.” PoetryPoetPoemSingaporeUlyssesSingapore Pioneer PoetSingapore PoetEdwin ThumbooMerlion Book:The Best of Edwin Thumboo Source: The Best of Edwin Thumboo