§15.1αὐτὰρ ἐπεὶ διά τε σκόλοπας καὶ τάφρον ἔβησαν §15.2φεύγοντες, πολλοὶ δὲ δάμεν Δαναῶν ὑπὸ χερσίν, §15.3οἳ μὲν δὴ παρʼ ὄχεσφιν ἐρητύοντο μένοντες §15.4χλωροὶ ὑπαὶ δείους πεφοβημένοι·
But when they had crossed the palisade and the trench in flight, and many had been slain at the hands of the Danaans, then they stayed and held their ground beside the chariots, pale with fear and terrified.
ἔγρετο δὲ Ζεὺς §15.5Ἴδης ἐν κορυφῇσι παρὰ χρυσοθρόνου Ἥρης, §15.6στῆ δʼ ἄρʼ ἀναΐξας, ἴδε δὲ Τρῶας καὶ Ἀχαιοὺς §15.7τοὺς μὲν ὀρινομένους, τοὺς δὲ κλονέοντας ὄπισθεν §15.8Ἀργείους, μετὰ δέ σφι Ποσειδάωνα ἄνακτα·
But Zeus awoke on the peaks of Ida beside golden-throned Hera, and starting up he stood, and saw the Trojans and Achaeans, the ones in confusion, and the others driving them in rout from behind, even the Argives, and among them the lord Poseidon.
§15.9Ἕκτορα δʼ ἐν πεδίῳ ἴδε κείμενον, ἀμφὶ δʼ ἑταῖροι §15.10εἵαθʼ, ὃ δʼ ἀργαλέῳ ἔχετʼ ἄσθματι κῆρ ἀπινύσσων §15.11αἷμʼ ἐμέων, ἐπεὶ οὔ μιν ἀφαυρότατος βάλʼ Ἀχαιῶν.
And Hector he saw lying on the plain, and around him his companions were sitting, while he was gasping with painful breath, dazed in heart and vomiting blood, since it was not the weakest of the Achaeans who had struck him.
§15.12τὸν δὲ ἰδὼν ἐλέησε πατὴρ ἀνδρῶν τε θεῶν τε, §15.13δεινὰ δʼ ὑπόδρα ἰδὼν Ἥρην πρὸς μῦθον ἔειπεν· §15.14ἦ μάλα δὴ κακότεχνος ἀμήχανε σὸς δόλος Ἥρη §15.15Ἕκτορα δῖον ἔπαυσε μάχης, ἐφόβησε δὲ λαούς.
At him the father of men and gods looked and felt pity, and with a terrible scowl he spoke to Hera, saying: "Past cure, Hera, is the guile of your evil art that has stayed noble Hector from the fight and terrified the host.
I do not know indeed but that you may yet be the first to reap the fruit of your painful intrigue and I may scourge you with stripes.
§15.18ἦ οὐ μέμνῃ ὅτε τʼ ἐκρέμω ὑψόθεν, ἐκ δὲ ποδοῖιν §15.19ἄκμονας ἧκα δύω, περὶ χερσὶ δὲ δεσμὸν ἴηλα §15.20χρύσεον ἄρρηκτον;
Do you not remember when you were hung from on high, and from your feet I suspended two anvils, and about your hands cast a bond of gold that could not be broken?
σὺ δʼ ἐν αἰθέρι καὶ νεφέλῃσιν §15.21ἐκρέμω· ἠλάστεον δὲ θεοὶ κατὰ μακρὸν Ὄλυμπον, §15.22λῦσαι δʼ οὐκ ἐδύναντο παρασταδόν·
And you were hung in the air and the clouds; and the gods throughout high Olympus were indignant, but they could not stand by and loose you.
Whomever I caught I would seize and fling from the threshold until he reached the earth, breathless and weak.
ἐμὲ δʼ οὐδʼ ὧς θυμὸν ἀνίει §15.25ἀζηχὴς ὀδύνη Ἡρακλῆος θείοιο, §15.26τὸν σὺ ξὺν Βορέῃ ἀνέμῳ πεπιθοῦσα θυέλλας §15.27πέμψας ἐπʼ ἀτρύγετον πόντον κακὰ μητιόωσα, §15.28καί μιν ἔπειτα Κόων δʼ εὖ ναιομένην ἀπένεικας.
Yet not even so did my heart release the unceasing pain for godlike Heracles, whom you, having persuaded the North Wind, sent with storms over the barren sea, planning evil, and then carried him away to well-peopled Cos.
§15.29τὸν μὲν ἐγὼν ἔνθεν ῥυσάμην καὶ ἀνήγαγον αὖτις §15.30Ἄργος ἐς ἱππόβοτον καὶ πολλά περ ἀθλήσαντα.
Him indeed I rescued from there and brought back again to horse-pasturing Argos, though he had suffered many toils.
§15.31τῶν σʼ αὖτις μνήσω ἵνʼ ἀπολλήξῃς ἀπατάων, §15.32ὄφρα ἴδῃ ἤν τοι χραίσμῃ φιλότης τε καὶ εὐνή, §15.33ἣν ἐμίγης ἐλθοῦσα θεῶν ἄπο καί μʼ ἀπάτησας. §15.34ὣς φάτο, ῥίγησεν δὲ βοῶπις πότνια Ἥρη, §15.35καί μιν φωνήσασʼ ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα· §15.36ἴστω νῦν τόδε Γαῖα καὶ Οὐρανὸς εὐρὺς ὕπερθε §15.37καὶ τὸ κατειβόμενον Στυγὸς ὕδωρ, ὅς τε μέγιστος §15.38ὅρκος δεινότατός τε πέλει μακάρεσσι θεοῖσι, §15.39σή θʼ ἱερὴ κεφαλὴ καὶ νωΐτερον λέχος αὐτῶν §15.40κουρίδιον, τὸ μὲν οὐκ ἂν ἐγώ ποτε μὰψ ὀμόσαιμι· §15.41μὴ διʼ ἐμὴν ἰότητα Ποσειδάων ἐνοσίχθων §15.42πημαίνει Τρῶάς τε καὶ Ἕκτορα, τοῖσι δʼ ἀρήγει, §15.43ἀλλά που αὐτὸν θυμὸς ἐποτρύνει καὶ ἀνώγει, §15.44τειρομένους δʼ ἐπὶ νηυσὶν ἰδὼν ἐλέησεν Ἀχαιούς.
Of these things will I mind you again, that you may cease from your deceit, to see if your love and your bed will avail you, wherein you lay with me, coming apart from the gods, and did deceive me." So he spoke, and ox-eyed queen Hera shuddered, and she spoke to him winged words, saying: "Let Earth now know this, and wide Heaven above, and the falling water of Styx, which is the greatest and most terrible oath for the blessed gods, and your own sacred head, and our own bridal bed, by which I would never swear in vain: it is not by my will that Poseidon, the Shaker of Earth, harms the Trojans and Hector, and aids their foes; but it is his own heart that prompts and bids him, and he saw the Achaeans hard pressed by the ships and had pity on them.
§15.45αὐτάρ τοι καὶ κείνῳ ἐγὼ παραμυθησαίμην §15.46τῇ ἴμεν ᾗ κεν δὴ σὺ κελαινεφὲς ἡγεμονεύῃς. §15.47ὣς φάτο, μείδησεν δὲ πατὴρ ἀνδρῶν τε θεῶν τε, §15.48καί μιν ἀμειβόμενος ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα· §15.49εἰ μὲν δὴ σύ γʼ ἔπειτα βοῶπις πότνια Ἥρη §15.50ἶσον ἐμοὶ φρονέουσα μετʼ ἀθανάτοισι καθίζοις, §15.51τώ κε Ποσειδάων γε, καὶ εἰ μάλα βούλεται ἄλλῃ, §15.52αἶψα μεταστρέψειε νόον μετὰ σὸν καὶ ἐμὸν κῆρ.
But even to him would I give counsel to go where you, lord of the dark cloud, may lead." So she spoke, and the father of men and gods smiled, and answering her he spoke winged words, saying: "If you indeed, ox-eyed queen Hera, would hereafter sit among the immortals having minds like mine, then would Poseidon, even if he wishes otherwise, straightway turn his mind after your heart and mine.
§15.53ἀλλʼ εἰ δή ῥʼ ἐτεόν γε καὶ ἀτρεκέως ἀγορεύεις, §15.54ἔρχεο νῦν μετὰ φῦλα θεῶν, καὶ δεῦρο κάλεσσον §15.55Ἶρίν τʼ ἐλθέμεναι καὶ Ἀπόλλωνα κλυτότοξον, §15.56ὄφρʼ ἣ μὲν μετὰ λαὸν Ἀχαιῶν χαλκοχιτώνων §15.57ἔλθῃ, καὶ εἴπῃσι Ποσειδάωνι ἄνακτι §15.58παυσάμενον πολέμοιο τὰ ἃ πρὸς δώμαθʼ ἱκέσθαι, §15.59Ἕκτορα δʼ ὀτρύνῃσι μάχην ἐς Φοῖβος Ἀπόλλων, §15.60αὖτις δʼ ἐμπνεύσῃσι μένος, λελάθῃ δʼ ὀδυνάων §15.61αἳ νῦν μιν τείρουσι κατὰ φρένας, αὐτὰρ Ἀχαιοὺς §15.62αὖτις ἀποστρέψῃσιν ἀνάλκιδα φύζαν ἐνόρσας, §15.63φεύγοντες δʼ ἐν νηυσὶ πολυκλήϊσι πέσωσι §15.64Πηλεΐδεω Ἀχιλῆος·
But if you speak indeed in truth and sincerity, go now among the tribes of the gods, and summon Iris to come hither, and Apollo, famous for his bow, so that she may go among the host of the bronze-clad Achaeans, and tell lord Poseidon to cease from war and go to his own house; and let Phoebus Apollo rouse Hector to the fight, and breathe strength into him again, and make him forget the pains that now distress his heart, but let him turn the Achaeans back again, having aroused weak panic, so that they may flee and fall among the many-benched ships of Achilles, son of Peleus.