§11.357ὄφρα δὲ Τυδεΐδης μετὰ δούρατος ᾤχετʼ ἐρωὴν §11.358τῆλε διὰ προμάχων, ὅθι οἱ καταείσατο γαίης §11.359τόφρʼ Ἕκτωρ ἔμπνυτο, καὶ ἂψ ἐς δίφρον ὀρούσας §11.360ἐξέλασʼ ἐς πληθύν, καὶ ἀλεύατο κῆρα μέλαιναν.
While the son of Tydeus went after the flight of his spear far through the foremost fighters, where it had plunged into the earth for him, meanwhile Hector revived, and springing back into his chariot drove out into the multitude, and escaped black death.
§11.361δουρὶ δʼ ἐπαΐσσων προσέφη κρατερὸς Διομήδης· §11.362ἐξ αὖ νῦν ἔφυγες θάνατον κύον· ἦ τέ τοι ἄγχι §11.363ἦλθε κακόν·
Charging with his spear, strong Diomedes spoke to him: "Once again now you have escaped death, you dog; surely destruction came close to you.
νῦν αὖτέ σʼ ἐρύσατο Φοῖβος Ἀπόλλων §11.364ᾧ μέλλεις εὔχεσθαι ἰὼν ἐς δοῦπον ἀκόντων.
But this time too Phoebus Apollo saved you, to whom you must surely pray when you go into the clash of spears.
§11.365ἦ θήν σʼ ἐξανύω γε καὶ ὕστερον ἀντιβολήσας, §11.366εἴ πού τις καὶ ἔμοιγε θεῶν ἐπιτάρροθός ἐστι.
Verily I will make an end of you when I meet you hereafter, if any of the gods is a helper to me also.
§11.367νῦν αὖ τοὺς ἄλλους ἐπιείσομαι, ὅν κε κιχείω. §11.368ἦ, καὶ Παιονίδην δουρὶ κλυτὸν ἐξενάριζεν.
Now I will go after the others, whomever I may catch." He spoke, and despoiled the son of Paeon, famous with the spear.
§11.369αὐτὰρ Ἀλέξανδρος Ἑλένης πόσις ἠϋκόμοιο §11.370Τυδεΐδῃ ἔπι τόξα τιταίνετο ποιμένι λαῶν, §11.371στήλῃ κεκλιμένος ἀνδροκμήτῳ ἐπὶ τύμβῳ §11.372Ἴλου Δαρδανίδαο, παλαιοῦ δημογέροντος.
But Alexander, husband of fair-haired Helen, stretched his bow against the son of Tydeus, shepherd of the host, leaning against a pillar on the man-made tomb of Ilus, son of Dardanus, an elder of the people in days of old.
§11.373ἤτοι ὃ μὲν θώρηκα Ἀγαστρόφου ἰφθίμοιο §11.374αἴνυτʼ ἀπὸ στήθεσφι παναίολον ἀσπίδα τʼ ὤμων §11.375καὶ κόρυθα βριαρήν· ὃ δὲ τόξου πῆχυν ἄνελκε §11.376καὶ βάλεν, οὐδʼ ἄρα μιν ἅλιον βέλος ἔκφυγε χειρός, §11.377ταρσὸν δεξιτεροῖο ποδός· διὰ δʼ ἀμπερὲς ἰὸς §11.378ἐν γαίῃ κατέπηκτο·
Now Diomedes was stripping the shiny corselet of strong Agastrophus from his breast, and the gleaming shield from his shoulders, and his heavy helmet; but Paris drew back the horn of his bow and shot, nor did the shaft fly in vain from his hand, striking the flat of his right foot; and the arrow went clean through and fixed itself in the earth.
ὃ δὲ μάλα ἡδὺ γελάσσας §11.379ἐκ λόχου ἀμπήδησε καὶ εὐχόμενος ἔπος ηὔδα· §11.380βέβληαι οὐδʼ ἅλιον βέλος ἔκφυγεν·
And Paris, laughing right merrily, sprang up from his ambush and spoke boasting words: "You are hit, nor did the shaft fly in vain!
ὡς ὄφελόν τοι §11.381νείατον ἐς κενεῶνα βαλὼν ἐκ θυμὸν ἑλέσθαι.
Would that I had struck you in the nethermost belly and taken away your life.
§11.382οὕτω κεν καὶ Τρῶες ἀνέπνευσαν κακότητος, §11.383οἵ τέ σε πεφρίκασι λέονθʼ ὡς μηκάδες αἶγες. §11.384τὸν δʼ οὐ ταρβήσας προσέφη κρατερὸς Διομήδης· §11.385τοξότα λωβητὴρ κέρᾳ ἀγλαὲ παρθενοπῖπα
So would the Trojans too have taken breath from their misery, who now shudder at you as bleating goats do at a lion." And with no fear strong Diomedes spoke to him: "Bowman, reviler, proud of your horn, ogler of girls!
If you were to make trial of me face to face in arms, your bow and thick-falling arrows would not avail you.
§11.388νῦν δέ μʼ ἐπιγράψας ταρσὸν ποδὸς εὔχεαι αὔτως.
But now, having merely grazed the sole of my foot, you boast in vain.
§11.389οὐκ ἀλέγω, ὡς εἴ με γυνὴ βάλοι ἢ πάϊς ἄφρων· §11.390κωφὸν γὰρ βέλος ἀνδρὸς ἀνάλκιδος οὐτιδανοῖο.
I care no more than if a woman had struck me, or a witless child; for blunt is the shaft of a strengthless, worthless man.
§11.391ἦ τʼ ἄλλως ὑπʼ ἐμεῖο, καὶ εἴ κʼ ὀλίγον περ ἐπαύρῃ, §11.392ὀξὺ βέλος πέλεται, καὶ ἀκήριον αἶψα τίθησι.
Truly, far otherwise is it with my weapon; even if it touches but slightly, it is sharp, and straightway makes a man lifeless.
§11.393τοῦ δὲ γυναικὸς μέν τʼ ἀμφίδρυφοί εἰσι παρειαί, §11.394παῖδες δʼ ὀρφανικοί· ὃ δέ θʼ αἵματι γαῖαν ἐρεύθων §11.395πύθεται, οἰωνοὶ δὲ περὶ πλέες ἠὲ γυναῖκες. §11.396ὣς φάτο, τοῦ δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς δουρικλυτὸς ἐγγύθεν ἐλθὼν §11.397ἔστη πρόσθʼ· ὃ δʼ ὄπισθε καθεζόμενος βέλος ὠκὺ §11.398ἐκ ποδὸς ἕλκʼ, ὀδύνη δὲ διὰ χροὸς ἦλθʼ ἀλεγεινή.
His wife's cheeks are torn in grief, and his children are fatherless; while he, reddening the earth with his blood, rots away, and there are more birds than women about him." So he spoke, and Odysseus, famous with the spear, came near and stood before him; and Diomedes, sitting down behind him, drew the swift shaft from his foot, and a sharp pain ran through his flesh.
§11.399ἐς δίφρον δʼ ἀνόρουσε, καὶ ἡνιόχῳ ἐπέτελλε §11.400νηυσὶν ἔπι γλαφυρῇσιν ἐλαυνέμεν· ἤχθετο γὰρ κῆρ.
Then he leapt into his chariot, and bade his charioteer drive to the hollow ships; for he was grieved at heart.
§11.401οἰώθη δʼ Ὀδυσεὺς δουρὶ κλυτός, οὐδέ τις αὐτῷ §11.402Ἀργείων παρέμεινεν, ἐπεὶ φόβος ἔλλαβε πάντας·
And Odysseus, famous with the spear, was left alone, nor did any of the Argives remain by him, since fear had seized them all.
Troubled, he spoke to his own great-hearted spirit: "Ah me, what will become of me?
μέγα μὲν κακὸν αἴ κε φέβωμαι §11.405πληθὺν ταρβήσας· τὸ δὲ ῥίγιον αἴ κεν ἁλώω §11.406μοῦνος· τοὺς δʼ ἄλλους Δαναοὺς ἐφόβησε Κρονίων.
It will be a great evil if I flee, fearing the multitude; yet it will be more horrible if I am taken alone; and the other Danaans the son of Cronos has put to flight.
§11.407ἀλλὰ τί ἤ μοι ταῦτα φίλος διελέξατο θυμός;
But why does my heart debate these things?
§11.408οἶδα γὰρ ὅττι κακοὶ μὲν ἀποίχονται πολέμοιο, §11.409ὃς δέ κʼ ἀριστεύῃσι μάχῃ ἔνι τὸν δὲ μάλα χρεὼ §11.410ἑστάμεναι κρατερῶς, ἤ τʼ ἔβλητʼ ἤ τʼ ἔβαλʼ ἄλλον. §11.411εἷος ὃ ταῦθʼ ὥρμαινε κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμόν, §11.412τόφρα δʼ ἐπὶ Τρώων στίχες ἤλυθον ἀσπιστάων, §11.413ἔλσαν δʼ ἐν μέσσοισι, μετὰ σφίσι πῆμα τιθέντες.
For I know that cowards shrink from battle, but whoever is preeminent in battle, he must by all means stand his ground stoutly, whether he be hit or hit another." While he was pondering these things in mind and heart, meanwhile the ranks of the shield-bearing Trojans came upon him, and penned him in their midst, bringing destruction among themselves.
§11.414ὡς δʼ ὅτε κάπριον ἀμφὶ κύνες θαλεροί τʼ αἰζηοὶ §11.415σεύωνται, ὃ δέ τʼ εἶσι βαθείης ἐκ ξυλόχοιο §11.416θήγων λευκὸν ὀδόντα μετὰ γναμπτῇσι γένυσσιν, §11.417ἀμφὶ δέ τʼ ἀΐσσονται, ὑπαὶ δέ τε κόμπος ὀδόντων §11.418γίγνεται, οἳ δὲ μένουσιν ἄφαρ δεινόν περ ἐόντα, §11.419ὥς ῥα τότʼ ἀμφʼ Ὀδυσῆα Διῒ φίλον ἐσσεύοντο §11.420Τρῶες·
And as when dogs and lusty youths press about a wild boar, and he comes out from a deep thicket whetting his white tusk within his curving jaws, and they rush about him, and beneath them comes the clatter of his tusks, yet they await him, terrible though he is; even so did the Trojans then press about Odysseus, dear to Zeus.
ὃ δὲ πρῶτον μὲν ἀμύμονα Δηϊοπίτην §11.421οὔτασεν ὦμον ὕπερθεν ἐπάλμενος ὀξέϊ δουρί, §11.422αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα Θόωνα καὶ Ἔννομον ἐξενάριξε.
But he first wounded blameless Deiopites from above on the shoulder, springing upon him with his sharp spear, and thereafter he slew Toon and Ennomus.
§11.423Χερσιδάμαντα δʼ ἔπειτα καθʼ ἵππων ἀΐξαντα
And Chersidamas next, as he sprang down from his chariot,