§13.628νῦν αὖτʼ ἐν νηυσὶν μενεαίνετε ποντοπόροισι §13.629πῦρ ὀλοὸν βαλέειν, κτεῖναι δʼ ἥρωας Ἀχαιούς. §13.630ἀλλά ποθι σχήσεσθε καὶ ἐσσύμενοί περ Ἄρηος. §13.631Ζεῦ πάτερ ἦ τέ σέ φασι περὶ φρένας ἔμμεναι ἄλλων §13.632ἀνδρῶν ἠδὲ θεῶν· σέο δʼ ἐκ τάδε πάντα πέλονται· §13.633οἷον δὴ ἄνδρεσσι χαρίζεαι ὑβριστῇσι §13.634Τρωσίν, τῶν μένος αἰὲν ἀτάσθαλον, οὐδὲ δύνανται §13.635φυλόπιδος κορέσασθαι ὁμοιΐου πτολέμοιο. §13.636πάντων μὲν κόρος ἐστὶ καὶ ὕπνου καὶ φιλότητος §13.637μολπῆς τε γλυκερῆς καὶ ἀμύμονος ὀρχηθμοῖο, §13.638τῶν πέρ τις καὶ μᾶλλον ἐέλδεται ἐξ ἔρον εἷναι §13.639ἢ πολέμου· Τρῶες δὲ μάχης ἀκόρητοι ἔασιν. §13.640ὣς εἰπὼν τὰ μὲν ἔντεʼ ἀπὸ χροὸς αἱματόεντα §13.641συλήσας ἑτάροισι δίδου Μενέλαος ἀμύμων,
"Now again you are eager by the seagoing ships" "to cast destructive fire, and to slay the hero Achaeans." "But you will be held back somewhere, though you are very eager for war." "Father Zeus, surely they say that you excel in wisdom above all other men and gods;" "yet from you do all these things come;" "seeing that you favor overweening men, even the Trojans," "whose fury is always wicked, nor can they" "glut themselves with the strife of equal war." "Of all things there is satiety, of sleep and of love," "and of sweet song and the noble dance," "of which a man would rather satisfy his desire than of war;" "but the Trojans are insatiable of battle." So saying, noble Menelaus stripped the bloody armor from the body and gave it to his companions, while he himself went back and mingled again with the foremost fighters.
§13.642αὐτὸς δʼ αὖτʼ ἐξ αὖτις ἰὼν προμάχοισιν ἐμίχθη. §13.643ἔνθά οἱ υἱὸς ἐπᾶλτο Πυλαιμένεος βασιλῆος §13.644Ἁρπαλίων, ὅ ῥα πατρὶ φίλῳ ἕπετο πτολεμίξων §13.645ἐς τροίην, οὐδʼ αὖτις ἀφίκετο πατρίδα γαῖαν·
Then Harpalion, son of king Pylaemenes, leapt upon him, who followed his dear father to war to Troy, nor did he return again to his native land.
§13.646ὅς ῥα τότʼ Ἀτρεΐδαο μέσον σάκος οὔτασε δουρὶ §13.647ἐγγύθεν, οὐδὲ διὰ πρὸ δυνήσατο χαλκὸν ἐλάσσαι
He then from close at hand struck the middle of the shield of Atreus' son with his spear, but could not drive the bronze clean through.
§13.648ἂψ δʼ ἑτάρων εἰς ἔθνος ἐχάζετο κῆρʼ ἀλεείνων §13.649πάντοσε παπταίνων μή τις χρόα χαλκῷ ἐπαύρῃ.
And he shrank back into the throng of his companions, avoiding death, looking warily on every side, lest someone should graze his flesh with bronze.
§13.650Μηριόνης δʼ ἀπιόντος ἵει χαλκήρεʼ ὀϊστόν, §13.651καί ῥʼ ἔβαλε γλουτὸν κάτα δεξιόν· αὐτὰρ ὀϊστὸς §13.652ἀντικρὺ κατὰ κύστιν ὑπʼ ὀστέον ἐξεπέρησεν.
But as he retreated, Meriones shot a bronze-tipped arrow at him, and struck him on the right buttock; and the arrow passed clean through beneath the bone into the bladder.
§13.653ἑζόμενος δὲ κατʼ αὖθι φίλων ἐν χερσὶν ἑταίρων §13.654θυμὸν ἀποπνείων, ὥς τε σκώληξ ἐπὶ γαίῃ §13.655κεῖτο ταθείς· ἐκ δʼ αἷμα μέλαν ῥέε, δεῦε δὲ γαῖαν.
And sinking down right there in the arms of his dear companions, breathing out his life, he lay stretched like a worm on the ground; and the black blood flowed out, and wet the earth.
§13.656τὸν μὲν Παφλαγόνες μεγαλήτορες ἀμφεπένοντο, §13.657ἐς δίφρον δʼ ἀνέσαντες ἄγον προτὶ Ἴλιον ἱρὴν §13.658ἀχνύμενοι· μετὰ δέ σφι πατὴρ κίε δάκρυα λείβων, §13.659ποινὴ δʼ οὔ τις παιδὸς ἐγίγνετο τεθνηῶτος.
Him the great-hearted Paphlagonians tended, and placing him in a chariot, they led him to sacred Ilios, and with them went his father, shedding tears, but there was no vengeance for his dead son.
§13.660τοῦ δὲ Πάρις μάλα θυμὸν ἀποκταμένοιο χολώθη· §13.661ξεῖνος γάρ οἱ ἔην πολέσιν μετὰ Παφλαγόνεσσι· §13.662τοῦ ὅ γε χωόμενος προΐει χαλκήρεʼ ὀϊστόν.
And Paris was very wroth in his heart for his slaying, for he had been his guest among many Paphlagonians; wroth for his sake, he let fly a bronze-tipped arrow.
§13.663ἦν δέ τις Εὐχήνωρ Πολυΐδου μάντιος υἱὸς §13.664ἀφνειός τʼ ἀγαθός τε Κορινθόθι οἰκία ναίων, §13.665ὅς ῥʼ εὖ εἰδὼς κῆρʼ ὀλοὴν ἐπὶ νηὸς ἔβαινε· §13.666πολλάκι γάρ οἱ ἔειπε γέρων ἀγαθὸς Πολύϊδος §13.667νούσῳ ὑπʼ ἀργαλέῃ φθίσθαι οἷς ἐν μεγάροισιν, §13.668ἢ μετʼ Ἀχαιῶν νηυσὶν ὑπὸ Τρώεσσι δαμῆναι· §13.669τώ ῥʼ ἅμα τʼ ἀργαλέην θωὴν ἀλέεινεν Ἀχαιῶν §13.670νοῦσόν τε στυγερήν, ἵνα μὴ πάθοι ἄλγεα θυμῷ.
There was a certain Euchenor, son of Polyidus the seer, a wealthy man and good, who dwelt in his house at Corinth, who embarked on his ship, well knowing his destructive fate; for often had the good old man Polyidus told him that he must either perish by a grievous disease in his own halls, or be vanquished by the Trojans among the ships of the Achaeans; therefore he avoided at once the grievous fine of the Achaeans and the hateful disease, that he might not suffer woes in his heart.
§13.671τὸν βάλʼ ὑπὸ γναθμοῖο. καὶ οὔατος· ὦκα δὲ θυμὸς §13.672ᾤχετʼ ἀπὸ μελέων, στυγερὸς δʼ ἄρα μιν σκότος εἷλεν.
Him Paris struck beneath the jaw and the ear; and quickly the life went out from his limbs, and hateful darkness seized him.
§13.673ὣς οἳ μὲν μάρναντο δέμας πυρὸς αἰθομένοιο· §13.674Ἕκτωρ δʼ οὐκ ἐπέπυστο Διῒ φίλος, οὐδέ τι ᾔδη §13.675ὅττί ῥά οἱ νηῶν ἐπʼ ἀριστερὰ δηϊόωντο §13.676λαοὶ ὑπʼ Ἀργείων.
So they fought like a burning fire; but Hector, beloved of Zeus, had not heard, nor did he know at all, that his people were being slain by the Argives on the left of the ships.
τάχα δʼ ἂν καὶ κῦδος Ἀχαιῶν §13.677ἔπλετο· τοῖος γὰρ γαιήοχος ἐννοσίγαιος §13.678ὄτρυνʼ Ἀργείους, πρὸς δὲ σθένει αὐτὸς ἄμυνεν·
Soon indeed the glory might have been the Achaeans'; for such a one was the earth-holding Earth-shaker who urged on the Argives, and himself aided them with his might.
§13.679ἀλλʼ ἔχεν ᾗ τὰ πρῶτα πύλας καὶ τεῖχος ἐσᾶλτο §13.680ῥηξάμενος Δαναῶν πυκινὰς στίχας ἀσπιστάων, §13.681ἔνθʼ ἔσαν Αἴαντός τε νέες καὶ Πρωτεσιλάου §13.682θῖνʼ ἔφʼ ἁλὸς πολιῆς εἰρυμέναι· αὐτὰρ ὕπερθε §13.683τεῖχος ἐδέδμητο χθαμαλώτατον, ἔνθα μάλιστα §13.684ζαχρηεῖς γίγνοντο μάχῃ αὐτοί τε καὶ ἵπποι.
But he held the place where at first he had leapt within the gates and the wall, having broken the thick ranks of the shield-bearing Danaans, where were the ships of Aias and Protesilaus, drawn up on the shore of the grey sea; but above them the wall was built lowest, where most of all they themselves and their horses were fiercest in battle.
§13.685ἔνθα δὲ Βοιωτοὶ καὶ Ἰάονες ἑλκεχίτωνες §13.686Λοκροὶ καὶ Φθῖοι καὶ φαιδιμόεντες Ἐπειοὶ §13.687σπουδῇ ἐπαΐσσοντα νεῶν ἔχον, οὐδὲ δύναντο §13.688ὦσαι ἀπὸ σφείων φλογὶ εἴκελον Ἕκτορα δῖον §13.689οἳ μὲν Ἀθηναίων προλελεγμένοι· ἐν δʼ ἄρα τοῖσιν §13.690ἦρχʼ υἱὸς Πετεῶο Μενεσθεύς, οἳ δʼ ἅμʼ ἕποντο §13.691Φείδας τε Στιχίος τε Βίας τʼ ἐΰς· αὐτὰρ Ἐπειῶν §13.692Φυλεΐδης τε Μέγης Ἀμφίων τε Δρακίος τε, §13.693πρὸ Φθίων δὲ Μέδων τε μενεπτόλεμός τε Ποδάρκης.
There the Boeotians and the long-robed Iaones, the Locrians and Phthians and glorious Epeians, with difficulty held him as he rushed upon the ships, nor could they thrust back from them noble Hector, who was like a flame; some being chosen men of the Athenians; and among them Menestheus, son of Peteos, led, and with him followed Pheidas and Stichius and brave Bias; and of the Epeians Meges, son of Phyleus, and Amphion and Dracius, and before the Phthians, Medon and Podarces, steadfast in fight.