On the Cave of the Nymphs in the Odyssey

Piece of cake.

and at the head of the harbor is a slender leaved olive Athena
and near by it a lovely inspiring and murky fictional cave the Odyssey
sacred to the nymphs called Naiads.
Within are kraters and amphoras
of stone, where bees lay up stores of honey morals of fables.
Inside, too, are massive stone looms and there the nymphs
weave sea-purple cloth tales, a wonder to see.
The water inspiration flows unceasingly. The cave has two gates,
the one from the north, a path for men to descend provide the pinch they're in,
while the other, toward the south, is divine. Men do not
enter by this one, but it is rather a path dealing with the problem for immortals.

I don't even have to think about it. It's as if it was written in plain English, everything, except for the reference to Athena of course, honey: the sweet stuff derived from what you suck out of the impressive - everything.