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Telemakhos answered: “Lord, son of Atreus, no, you must not keep me. Not that a year with you would be too long: I never could be homesick here—I find your tales and all you say so marvellous. But time hangs heavy on my shipmates’ hands at holy Pylos, if you make me stay.

An occasional caller may come to pay his or her visit; but otherwise the time hangs heavy on her hands.

You are longing always for your dead wife and children, and you are often thinking of your youth, and with you the days are long and time hangs heavy.

You see, time hangs heavy on my hands here.

This thankless task is attended to by sports writers on whose hands time hangs heavy when the football season is over.