And from his thigh mighty Pelagon, who was his dear companion, pushed the ashen spear out of him.
§5.696τὸν δʼ ἔλιπε ψυχή, κατὰ δʼ ὀφθαλμῶν κέχυτʼ ἀχλύς· §5.697αὖτις δʼ ἐμπνύνθη, περὶ δὲ πνοιὴ Βορέαο §5.698ζώγρει ἐπιπνείουσα κακῶς κεκαφηότα θυμόν.
And his soul left him, and mist was poured down over his eyes; but he breathed again, and the breath of the North Wind, blowing upon him, revived his spirit as he gasped sorely for breath.
§5.699Ἀργεῖοι δʼ ὑπʼ Ἄρηϊ καὶ Ἕκτορι χαλκοκορυστῇ §5.700οὔτε ποτὲ προτρέποντο μελαινάων ἐπὶ νηῶν §5.701οὔτε ποτʼ ἀντεφέροντο μάχῃ, ἀλλʼ αἰὲν ὀπίσσω §5.702χάζονθʼ, ὡς ἐπύθοντο μετὰ Τρώεσσιν Ἄρηα.
But the Argives, before Ares and bronze-clad Hector, neither turned to flee toward their black ships nor did they ever face them in battle, but always backward they were shrinking, when they learned that Ares was among the Trojans.
Then whom first, and whom last, did they slay, Hector, son of Priam, and brazen Ares?
§5.705ἀντίθεον Τεύθραντʼ, ἐπὶ δὲ πλήξιππον Ὀρέστην, §5.706Τρῆχόν τʼ αἰχμητὴν Αἰτώλιον Οἰνόμαόν τε, §5.707Οἰνοπίδην θʼ Ἕλενον καὶ Ὀρέσβιον αἰολομίτρην, §5.708ὅς ῥʼ ἐν Ὕλῃ ναίεσκε μέγα πλούτοιο μεμηλώς, §5.709λίμνῃ κεκλιμένος Κηφισίδι· πὰρ δέ οἱ ἄλλοι §5.710ναῖον Βοιωτοὶ μάλα πίονα δῆμον ἔχοντες.
Godlike Teuthras, and next Orestes, driver of horses, and Trechus, spearman of Aetolia, and Oenomaus, and Helenus, son of Oenops, and Oresbius of the flashing belt, who used to dwell in Hyle, caring greatly for his wealth, leaning upon the Cephisian lake; and near him other Boeotians dwelt, possessing a very rich land.
§5.711τοὺς δʼ ὡς οὖν ἐνόησε θεὰ λευκώλενος Ἥρη §5.712Ἀργείους ὀλέκοντας ἐνὶ κρατερῇ ὑσμίνῃ, §5.713αὐτίκʼ Ἀθηναίην ἔπεα πτερόεντα προσηύδα· §5.714ὢ πόποι αἰγιόχοιο Διὸς τέκος Ἀτρυτώνη, §5.715ἦ ῥʼ ἅλιον τὸν μῦθον ὑπέστημεν Μενελάῳ §5.716Ἴλιον ἐκπέρσαντʼ εὐτείχεον ἀπονέεσθαι, §5.717εἰ οὕτω μαίνεσθαι ἐάσομεν οὖλον Ἄρηα.
And when the white-armed goddess Hera saw them, the Argives, perishing in the mighty combat, straightway she spoke winged words to Athena: "Alas, child of aegis-bearing Zeus, untamed one, surely it was a vain promise we made to Menelaus, that he should return home after sacking well-walled Ilios, if we are thus to let destructive Ares rage.
§5.718ἀλλʼ ἄγε δὴ καὶ νῶϊ μεδώμεθα θούριδος ἀλκῆς. §5.719ὣς ἔφατʼ, οὐδʼ ἀπίθησε θεὰ γλαυκῶπις Ἀθήνη.
But come, let us two also think of furious valor." So she spoke, and the goddess, flashing-eyed Athena, did not disobey.
§5.720ἣ μὲν ἐποιχομένη χρυσάμπυκας ἔντυεν ἵππους §5.721Ἥρη πρέσβα θεὰ θυγάτηρ μεγάλοιο Κρόνοιο· §5.722Ἥβη δʼ ἀμφʼ ὀχέεσσι θοῶς βάλε καμπύλα κύκλα §5.723χάλκεα ὀκτάκνημα σιδηρέῳ ἄξονι ἀμφίς.
Then she, going to them, harnessed the horses with golden frontlets, Hera, the venerable goddess, daughter of great Cronus; and Hebe quickly put around the chariot, on both sides, the curved wheels of bronze, eight-spoked, about the iron axle.
§5.724τῶν ἤτοι χρυσέη ἴτυς ἄφθιτος, αὐτὰρ ὕπερθε §5.725χάλκεʼ ἐπίσσωτρα προσαρηρότα, θαῦμα ἰδέσθαι· §5.726πλῆμναι δʼ ἀργύρου εἰσὶ περίδρομοι ἀμφοτέρωθεν· §5.727δίφρος δὲ χρυσέοισι καὶ ἀργυρέοισιν ἱμᾶσιν §5.728ἐντέταται, δοιαὶ δὲ περίδρομοι ἄντυγές εἰσι.
Of these indeed the felloe is of gold, imperishable, but above it bronze tires are fitted, a wonder to behold; and the hubs are of silver, rotating on both sides; and the body of the chariot is tightly bound with gold and silver straps, and there are two curved handrails running around.
§5.729τοῦ δʼ ἐξ ἀργύρεος ῥυμὸς πέλεν· αὐτὰρ ἐπʼ ἄκρῳ §5.730δῆσε χρύσειον καλὸν ζυγόν, ἐν δὲ λέπαδνα §5.731κάλʼ ἔβαλε χρύσειʼ· ὑπὸ δὲ ζυγὸν ἤγαγεν Ἥρη §5.732ἵππους ὠκύποδας, μεμαυῖʼ ἔριδος καὶ ἀϋτῆς.
From this extended the silver pole; and at its end she bound the beautiful golden yoke, and on it threw the beautiful golden breast-traps; and under the yoke Hera led the swift-footed horses, eager for strife and the battle cry.
§5.733αὐτὰρ Ἀθηναίη κούρη Διὸς αἰγιόχοιο §5.734πέπλον μὲν κατέχευεν ἑανὸν πατρὸς ἐπʼ οὔδει §5.735ποικίλον, ὅν ῥʼ αὐτὴ ποιήσατο καὶ κάμε χερσίν· §5.736ἣ δὲ χιτῶνʼ ἐνδῦσα Διὸς νεφεληγερέταο §5.737τεύχεσιν ἐς πόλεμον θωρήσσετο δακρυόεντα.
But Athena, daughter of aegis-bearing Zeus, let slip down upon her father's floor her soft robe, richly worked, which she herself had made and fashioned with her hands; and she, putting on the tunic of cloud-gathering Zeus, girded herself in armor for tearful war.
§5.738ἀμφὶ δʼ ἄρʼ ὤμοισιν βάλετʼ αἰγίδα θυσσανόεσσαν §5.739δεινήν, ἣν περὶ μὲν πάντῃ Φόβος ἐστεφάνωται, §5.740ἐν δʼ Ἔρις, ἐν δʼ Ἀλκή, ἐν δὲ κρυόεσσα Ἰωκή, §5.741ἐν δέ τε Γοργείη κεφαλὴ δεινοῖο πελώρου §5.742δεινή τε σμερδνή τε, Διὸς τέρας αἰγιόχοιο.
And about her shoulders she cast the tasselled aegis, dread, around which on all sides Rout is crowned as a wreath, and on it is Strife, and on it Valor, and on it chilling Pursuit, and on it is the Gorgon head of the dread monster, dread and terrible, a portent of aegis-bearing Zeus.
§5.743κρατὶ δʼ ἐπʼ ἀμφίφαλον κυνέην θέτο τετραφάληρον §5.744χρυσείην, ἑκατὸν πολίων πρυλέεσσʼ ἀραρυῖαν· §5.745ἐς δʼ ὄχεα φλόγεα ποσὶ βήσετο, λάζετο δʼ ἔγχος §5.746βριθὺ μέγα στιβαρόν, τῷ δάμνησι στίχας ἀνδρῶν §5.747ἡρώων, οἷσίν τε κοτέσσεται ὀβριμοπάτρη.
And upon her head she set the helmet with double ridge and fourfold crest, golden, fitted to protect the foot-soldiers of a hundred cities; and into the flaming chariot she stepped with her feet, and grasped her spear, heavy and huge and strong, with which she vanquishes the ranks of hero men, with whomsoever she is wroth, she of the mighty father.
§5.748Ἥρη δὲ μάστιγι θοῶς ἐπεμαίετʼ ἄρʼ ἵππους· §5.749αὐτόμαται δὲ πύλαι μύκον οὐρανοῦ ἃς ἔχον Ὧραι, §5.750τῇς ἐπιτέτραπται μέγας οὐρανὸς Οὔλυμπός τε §5.751ἠμὲν ἀνακλῖναι πυκινὸν νέφος ἠδʼ ἐπιθεῖναι.
And Hera quickly touched the horses with the whip; and of themselves groaned the gates of heaven, which the Horae held, to whom is entrusted great heaven and Olympus, both to roll back the thick cloud and to put it to.
§5.752τῇ ῥα διʼ αὐτάων κεντρηνεκέας ἔχον ἵππους· §5.753εὗρον δὲ Κρονίωνα θεῶν ἄτερ ἥμενον ἄλλων §5.754ἀκροτάτῃ κορυφῇ πολυδειράδος Οὐλύμποιο.
Through these, then, they guided their horses driven by the goad; and they found the son of Cronus sitting apart from the other gods on the topmost peak of many-ridged Olympus.
§5.755ἔνθʼ ἵππους στήσασα θεὰ λευκώλενος Ἥρη §5.756Ζῆνʼ ὕπατον Κρονίδην ἐξείρετο καὶ προσέειπε· §5.757Ζεῦ πάτερ οὐ νεμεσίζῃ Ἄρῃ τάδε καρτερὰ ἔργα §5.758ὁσσάτιόν τε καὶ οἷον ἀπώλεσε λαὸν Ἀχαιῶν §5.759μὰψ ἀτὰρ οὐ κατὰ κόσμον ἐμοὶ δʼ ἄχος, οἳ δὲ ἕκηλοι
There, having stayed her horses, the white-armed goddess Hera questioned supreme Zeus, the son of Cronus, and spoke to him: "Father Zeus, are you not wroth with Ares for these violent deeds, for all and such a host of the Achaeans he has destroyed recklessly and in no orderly way?
§5.760τέρπονται Κύπρίς τε καὶ ἀργυρότοξος Ἀπόλλων §5.761ἄφρονα τοῦτον ἀνέντες, ὃς οὔ τινα οἶδε θέμιστα;
To me it is a grief, while at their ease they rejoice, Cypris and Apollo of the silver bow, having let loose this madman, who knows no law?
§5.762Ζεῦ πάτερ ἦ ῥά τί μοι κεχολώσεαι, αἴ κεν Ἄρηα §5.763λυγρῶς πεπληγυῖα μάχης ἐξαποδίωμαι; §5.764τὴν δʼ ἀπαμειβόμενος προσέφη νεφεληγερέτα Ζεύς· §5.765ἄγρει μάν οἱ ἔπορσον Ἀθηναίην ἀγελείην, §5.766ἥ ἑ μάλιστʼ εἴωθε κακῇς ὀδύνῃσι πελάζειν. §5.767ὣς ἔφατʼ, οὐδʼ ἀπίθησε θεὰ λευκώλενος Ἥρη,
Father Zeus, will you indeed be angry with me at all, if I smite Ares grievously and drive him out of the battle?" And in answer spoke to her cloud-gathering Zeus: "Go to then, urge against him Athena the plunderer, who is most accustomed to bring him near to grievous pains." So he spoke, and the white-armed goddess Hera did not disobey.