Since I live miserably, but if I should see these men destroyed, I would seem to have escaped my disease.
§1045βαρύς τε καὶ βαρεῖαν ὁ ξένος φάτιν §1046τήνδʼ εἶπʼ, Ὀδυσσεῦ, κοὐχ ὑπείκουσαν κακοῖς. §1047πόλλʼ ἂν λέγειν ἔχοιμι πρὸς τὰ τοῦδʼ ἔπη, §1048εἴ μοι παρείκοι· νῦν δʼ ἑνὸς κρατῶ λόγου.
"O Odysseus, this stranger has spoken a harsh word, and one not yielding to evils." "I would have many things to say to his words, if there were opportunity for me; but now I master one principle.
§1049οὗ γὰρ τοιούτων δεῖ, τοιοῦτός εἰμʼ ἐγώ· §1050χὤπου δικαίων κἀγαθῶν ἀνδρῶν κρίσις, §1051οὐκ ἂν λάβοις μου μᾶλλον οὐδένʼ εὐσεβῆ.
For where there is need of such men, such a man am I; and where there is a trial of just and good men, you would find no one more pious than me.
Yet by nature I wish to win everywhere, except against you; but now I will willingly yield to you.
Release him indeed and do not touch him anymore; let him remain.
οὐδὲ σοῦ προσχρῄζομεν, §1056τά γʼ ὅπλʼ ἔχοντες ταῦτʼ, ἐπεὶ πάρεστι μὲν §1057Τεῦκρος παρʼ ἡμῖν, τήνδʼ ἐπιστήμην ἔχων, §1058ἐγώ θʼ, ὃς οἶμαι σοῦ κάκιον οὐδὲν ἂν §1059τούτων κρατύνειν, μηδʼ ἐπιθύνειν χερί.
Indeed we do not need you, having these weapons, since Teucer is present among us, possessing this skill, and I, who think I can rule these no worse than you, nor aim them with my hand.
§1060τί δῆτα σοῦ δεῖ;
Why then is there need of you?
χαῖρε τὴν Λῆμνον πατῶν· §1061ἡμεῖς δʼ ἴωμεν, καὶ τάχʼ ἂν τὸ σὸν γέρας §1062τιμὴν ἐμοὶ νείμειεν, ἣν σὲ χρῆν ἔχειν. §1063οἴμοι· τί δράσω δύσμορος;
Farewell, treading upon Lemnos; but let us go, and perhaps your prize will bestow on me the honor which you ought to have had." "Alas! what shall I do, ill-fated?
σὺ τοῖς ἐμοῖς §1064ὅπλοισι κοσμηθεὶς ἐν Ἀργείοις φανεῖ; §1065μή μʼ ἀντιφώνει μηδέν, ὡς στείχοντα δή. §1066ὦ σπέρμʼ Ἀχιλλέως, οὐδὲ σοῦ φωνῆς ἔτι §1067γενήσομαι προσφθεγκτός, ἀλλʼ οὕτως ἄπει; §1068χώρει σύ· μὴ πρόσλευσσε, γενναῖός περ ὤν, §1069ἡμῶν ὅπως μὴ τὴν τύχην διαφθερεῖς. §1070ἦ καὶ πρὸς ὑμῶν ὧδʼ ἔρημος, ὦ ξένοι, §1071λειφθήσομαι δὴ κοὐκ ἐποικτερεῖτέ με; §1072ὅδʼ ἐστὶν ἡμῶν ναυκράτωρ ὁ παῖς· ὅσʼ ἂν §1073οὗτος λέγῃ σοι, ταῦτά σοι χἠμεῖς φαμέν. §1074ἀκούσομαι μὲν ὡς ἔφυν οἴκτου πλέως §1075πρὸς τοῦδʼ· ὅμως δὲ μείνατʼ, εἰ τούτῳ δοκεῖ, §1076χρόνον τοσοῦτον, εἰς ὅσον τά τʼ ἐκ νεὼς §1077στείλωσι ναῦται καὶ θεοῖς εὐξώμεθα.
Will you appear among the Argives adorned with my weapons?" "Do not answer me at all, as I am indeed departing." "O seed of Achilles, will I no longer even be addressed by your voice, but are you leaving thus?" "Go on; do not look at him, noble though you are, so that you may not ruin our fortune." "And will I indeed be left thus desolate by you, O strangers, and will you not pity me?" "This boy is our commander; whatever he says to you, these things we also say to you." "I shall indeed hear from this man that I am by nature full of pity; nevertheless remain, if it seems good to him, for so long a time until the sailors prepare the things from the ship and we pray to the gods.
Perhaps this man too might in the meantime obtain some better mind toward us.
νὼ μὲν οὖν ὁρμώμεθον, §1080ὑμεῖς δʼ, ὅταν καλῶμεν, ὁρμᾶσθαι ταχεῖς. §1081ὦ κοίλας πέτρας γύαλον §1082θερμὸν καὶ παγετῶδες, ὥς σʼ οὐκ ἔμελλον ἄρʼ, ὦ τάλας, §1083λείψειν οὐδέποτʼ, ἀλλά μοι καὶ θνῄσκοντι συνείσει.
We two then are setting forth, and you, when we call, be ready to set forth quickly." "O hollow rock's recess, warm and icy, how I was not destined, wretched one, ever to leave you, but even in death you will be my witness.
§1086ὤμοι μοί μοι.
Alas, alas.
O dwelling most full of my grief, wretched one, what indeed will my daily life be hereafter?
τοῦ ποτε τεύξομαι §1091σιτονόμου μέλεος πόθεν ἐλπίδος;
From where shall I ever obtain any hope of food, wretched as I am?
§1092πέλειαι δʼ ἄνω §1093πτωκάδες ὀξυτόνου διὰ πνεύματος §1094ἐλῶσιν· οὐκέτʼ ἴσχω. §1095σύ τοι σύ τοι κατηξίωσας, §1096ὦ βαρύποτμε, κοὐκ §1097ἄλλοθεν ἔχει τύχᾳ τᾷδʼ ἀπὸ μείζονος, §1098εὖτέ γε παρὸν φρονῆσαι §1100τοῦ λῴονος δαίμονος εἵλου τὸ κάκιον αἰνεῖν. §1101ὦ τλάμων τλάμων ἄρʼ ἐγὼ §1102καὶ μόχθῳ λωβατός, ὃς ἤδη μετʼ οὐδενὸς ὕστερον §1103ἀνδρῶν εἰσοπίσω τάλας ναίων ἐνθάδʼ ὀλοῦμαι, §1106αἰαῖ αἰαῖ, §1107οὐ φορβὰν ἔτι προσφέρων, §1108οὐ πτανῶν ἀπʼ ἐμῶν ὅπλων §1110κραταιαῖς μετὰ χερσὶν §1111ἴσχων· ἀλλά μοι ἄσκοπα §1112κρυπτά τʼ ἔπη δολερᾶς ὑπέδυ φρενός·
And the timid doves aloft through the shrill wind will fly; I can no longer hold them." "You indeed, you indeed decided it, O heavy-fated one, and not from elsewhere does this fortune come to you from a greater power, since when it was possible to be wise, you chose to praise the worse rather than the better fortune." "O wretched, wretched indeed am I, and ruined by misery, who hereafter with no other of men, wretchedly dwelling here, will perish, alas, alas, no longer bringing food, no longer holding the winged prey from my weapons with powerful hands; but unexpected and deceitful words of a treacherous mind stole upon me.
§1113ἰδοίμαν δέ νιν, §1114τὸν τάδε μησάμενον, τὸν ἴσον χρόνον §1115ἐμὰς λαχόντʼ ἀνίας. §1116πότμος, πότμος σε δαιμόνων τάδʼ, §1117οὐδὲ σέ γε δόλος, §1118ἔσχεν ὑπὸ χειρὸς ἀμᾶς.
But would that I might see him, the one who devised these things, for an equal time bearing my pains." "Fate, the fate of the gods has held you in this, and not any deceit from my hand.
στυγερὰν ἔχε §1120δύσποτμον ἀρὰν ἐπʼ ἄλλοις.
Direct your hateful and ill-fated curse upon others.
§1121καὶ γὰρ ἐμοὶ τοῦτο μέλει, μὴ φιλότητʼ ἀπώσῃ. §1123οἴμοι μοι, καί που πολιᾶς §1124πόντου θινὸς ἐφήμενος §1125ἐγγελᾷ, χερὶ πάλλων §1126τὰν ἐμὰν μελέου τροφάν, §1127τὰν οὐδείς ποτʼ ἐβάστασεν.
For this indeed is my care, that you do not reject our friendship." "Alas, and somewhere on the shore of the gray sea sitting he laughs, shaking with his hand my wretched sustenance, which no one else ever held.
§1128ὦ τόξον φίλον, ὦ φίλων §1129χειρῶν ἐκβεβιασμένον, §1130ἦ που ἐλεινὸν ὁρᾷς, φρένας εἴ τινας §1131ἔχεις, τὸν Ἡράκλειον §1132ἄρθμιον ὧδέ σοι §1133οὐκέτι χρησόμενον τὸ μεθύστερον, §1134ἄλλου δʼ ἐν μεταλλαγᾷ §1135πολυμηχάνου ἀνδρὸς ἐρέσσει, §1136ὁρῶν μὲν αἰσχρὰς ἀπάτας, στυγνὸν δὲ φῶτʼ ἐχθοδοπόν, §1137μυρίʼ, ἀπʼ αἰσχρῶν ἀνατέλλονθʼ, ὃς ἐφʼ ἡμῖν κάκʼ ἐμήσατʼ, ὦ Ζεῦ.
O beloved bow, from beloved hands violently forced away, surely you look with pity, if you have any mind, upon the companion of Heracles, who is thus no longer to use you hereafter; but in the change of master you are wielded by a man of many devices, seeing shameful deceits and a hateful, hostile man, and countless evils rising from shameful deeds, who devised evil against us, O Zeus."