§8.140ἦ οὐ γιγνώσκεις ὅ τοι ἐκ Διὸς οὐχ ἕπετʼ ἀλκή;
"Do you not realize that from Zeus no protection attends you?
§8.141νῦν μὲν γὰρ τούτῳ Κρονίδης Ζεὺς κῦδος ὀπάζει §8.142σήμερον· ὕστερον αὖτε καὶ ἡμῖν, αἴ κʼ ἐθέλῃσι, §8.143δώσει· ἀνὴρ δέ κεν οὔ τι Διὸς νόον εἰρύσσαιτο §8.144οὐδὲ μάλʼ ἴφθιμος, ἐπεὶ ἦ πολὺ φέρτερός ἐστι. §8.145τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα βοὴν ἀγαθὸς Διομήδης· §8.146ναὶ δὴ ταῦτά γε πάντα γέρον κατὰ μοῖραν ἔειπες· §8.147ἀλλὰ τόδʼ αἰνὸν ἄχος κραδίην καὶ θυμὸν ἱκάνει· §8.148Ἕκτωρ γάρ ποτε φήσει ἐνὶ Τρώεσσʼ ἀγορεύων· §8.149Τυδεΐδης ὑπʼ ἐμεῖο φοβεύμενος ἵκετο νῆας. §8.150ὥς ποτʼ ἀπειλήσει· τότε μοι χάνοι εὐρεῖα χθών. §8.151τὸν δʼ ἠμείβετʼ ἔπειτα Γερήνιος ἱππότα Νέστωρ· §8.152ὤ μοι Τυδέος υἱὲ δαΐφρονος, οἷον ἔειπες.
For now Cronos' son Zeus is granting glory to this man today; later again to us also, if he wills, he will give it; and no man could thwart the mind of Zeus, not even a very mighty one, since he is by far the stronger." Then Diomedes, good at the war-cry, answered him: "Yes indeed, old man, all this you have spoken according to right; but this dread grief comes upon my heart and soul: for Hector will one day say, speaking in council among the Trojans: 'The son of Tydeus, fleeing before me, reached the ships.' Thus he will one day boast; then let the wide earth yawn for me." Then Gerenian horseman Nestor answered him: "Ah me, son of wise Tydeus, what a thing you have said!
§8.153εἴ περ γάρ σʼ Ἕκτωρ γε κακὸν καὶ ἀνάλκιδα φήσει, §8.154ἀλλʼ οὐ πείσονται Τρῶες καὶ Δαρδανίωνες §8.155καὶ Τρώων ἄλοχοι μεγαθύμων ἀσπιστάων, §8.156τάων ἐν κονίῃσι βάλες θαλεροὺς παρακοίτας. §8.157ὣς ἄρα φωνήσας φύγαδε τράπε μώνυχας ἵππους §8.158αὖτις ἀνʼ ἰωχμόν·
For even if Hector shall call you a coward and a weakling, yet the Trojans and Dardanian folk will not believe it, nor the wives of the great-hearted, shield-bearing Trojans, whose lusty husbands you have cast in the dust." So saying, he turned the single-hoofed horses to flight back through the tumult; and upon them the Trojans and Hector, with wondrous clamor, poured their groaning missiles.
ἐπὶ δὲ Τρῶές τε καὶ Ἕκτωρ §8.159ἠχῇ θεσπεσίῃ βέλεα στονόεντα χέοντο. §8.160τῷ δʼ ἐπὶ μακρὸν ἄϋσε μέγας κορυθαίολος Ἕκτωρ· §8.161Τυδεΐδη περὶ μέν σε τίον Δαναοὶ ταχύπωλοι §8.162ἕδρῃ τε κρέασίν τε ἰδὲ πλείοις δεπάεσσι· §8.163νῦν δέ σʼ ἀτιμήσουσι· γυναικὸς ἄρʼ ἀντὶ τέτυξο.
And after him shouted aloud great Hector of the flashing helm: "Son of Tydeus, the Danaans of swift horses honored you above others with a seat of honor, and messes of meat, and full cups; but now they will despise you; you have turned out to be like a woman.
§8.164ἔρρε κακὴ γλήνη, ἐπεὶ οὐκ εἴξαντος ἐμεῖο §8.165πύργων ἡμετέρων ἐπιβήσεαι, οὐδὲ γυναῖκας §8.166ἄξεις ἐν νήεσσι· πάρος τοι δαίμονα δώσω. §8.167ὣς φάτο, Τυδεΐδης δὲ διάνδιχα μερμήριξεν §8.168ἵππους τε στρέψαι καὶ ἐναντίβιον μαχέσασθαι.
Away, cowardly doll, since you shall not, by my yielding, scale our towers, nor carry away our women in your ships; before that, I will give you your fate." Thus he spoke, and the son of Tydeus was divided in counsel, whether to turn his horses and fight him face to face.
§8.169τρὶς μὲν μερμήριξε κατὰ φρένα καὶ κατὰ θυμόν, §8.170τρὶς δʼ ἄρʼ ἀπʼ Ἰδαίων ὀρέων κτύπε μητίετα Ζεὺς §8.171σῆμα τιθεὶς Τρώεσσι μάχης ἑτεραλκέα νίκην.
Thrice he pondered in mind and soul, and thrice Zeus the counselor thundered from the Idaean mountains, giving a sign to the Trojans of victory that turns the tide of battle.
§8.172Ἕκτωρ δὲ Τρώεσσιν ἐκέκλετο μακρὸν ἀΰσας· §8.173Τρῶες καὶ Λύκιοι καὶ Δάρδανοι ἀγχιμαχηταὶ §8.174ἀνέρες ἔστε φίλοι, μνήσασθε δὲ θούριδος ἀλκῆς.
And Hector called aloud to the Trojans, shouting far: "Trojans and Lycians and Dardanian close-fighters, be men, my friends, and remember furious valor.
§8.175γιγνώσκω δʼ ὅτι μοι πρόφρων κατένευσε Κρονίων §8.176νίκην καὶ μέγα κῦδος, ἀτὰρ Δαναοῖσί γε πῆμα· §8.177νήπιοι οἳ ἄρα δὴ τάδε τείχεα μηχανόωντο §8.178ἀβλήχρʼ οὐδενόσωρα· τὰ δʼ οὐ μένος ἁμὸν ἐρύξει· §8.179ἵπποι δὲ ῥέα τάφρον ὑπερθορέονται ὀρυκτήν.
I know that the son of Cronos has favorably nodded assent to me for victory and great glory, but to the Danaans bane; fools, who after all devised these walls weak, not worth a thought; they will not hold back my strength; and our horses will easily leap over the dug trench.
§8.180ἀλλʼ ὅτε κεν δὴ νηυσὶν ἔπι γλαφυρῇσι γένωμαι, §8.181μνημοσύνη τις ἔπειτα πυρὸς δηΐοιο γενέσθω, §8.182ὡς πυρὶ νῆας ἐνιπρήσω, κτείνω δὲ καὶ αὐτοὺς §8.183Ἀργείους παρὰ νηυσὶν ἀτυζομένους ὑπὸ καπνοῦ. §8.184ὣς εἰπὼν ἵπποισιν ἐκέκλετο φώνησέν τε· §8.185Ξάνθέ τε καὶ σὺ Πόδαργε καὶ Αἴθων Λάμπέ τε δῖε §8.186νῦν μοι τὴν κομιδὴν ἀποτίνετον, ἣν μάλα πολλὴν §8.187Ἀνδρομάχη θυγάτηρ μεγαλήτορος Ἠετίωνος §8.188ὑμῖν πὰρ προτέροισι μελίφρονα πυρὸν ἔθηκεν §8.189οἶνόν τʼ ἐγκεράσασα πιεῖν, ὅτε θυμὸς ἀνώγοι, §8.190ἢ ἐμοί, ὅς πέρ οἱ θαλερὸς πόσις εὔχομαι εἶναι.
But when I am once come to the hollow ships, then let there be some memory of destroying fire, so that I may burn the ships with fire, and slay the men themselves, the Argives, beside their ships, bewildered by the smoke." So saying, he called to his horses and spoke: "Xanthus, and you Podargus, and Aethon, and noble Lampus, now pay me back for your tending, which in very full measure Andromache, daughter of great-hearted Eetion, set before you, even before me, honey-hearted wheat, and mixed wine for you to drink, when your heart bade you, rather than for me, who boast to be her lusty husband.
§8.191ἀλλʼ ἐφομαρτεῖτον καὶ σπεύδετον ὄφρα λάβωμεν §8.192ἀσπίδα Νεστορέην, τῆς νῦν κλέος οὐρανὸν ἵκει §8.193πᾶσαν χρυσείην ἔμεναι, κανόνας τε καὶ αὐτήν, §8.194αὐτὰρ ἀπʼ ὤμοιιν Διομήδεος ἱπποδάμοιο §8.195δαιδάλεον θώρηκα, τὸν Ἥφαιστος κάμε τεύχων.
But pursue and hasten, so that we may take the shield of Nestor, the fame of which now reaches heaven, that it is all of gold, both the handles and the shield itself; and from the shoulders of horse-taming Diomedes the cunningly wrought breastplate, which Hephaestus labored to make.
§8.196εἰ τούτω κε λάβοιμεν, ἐελποίμην κεν Ἀχαιοὺς §8.197αὐτονυχὶ νηῶν ἐπιβησέμεν ὠκειάων. §8.198ὣς ἔφατʼ εὐχόμενος, νεμέσησε δὲ πότνια Ἥρη, §8.199σείσατο δʼ εἰνὶ θρόνῳ, ἐλέλιξε δὲ μακρὸν Ὄλυμπον, §8.200καί ῥα Ποσειδάωνα μέγαν θεὸν ἀντίον ηὔδα· §8.201ὢ πόποι ἐννοσίγαιʼ εὐρυσθενές, οὐδέ νυ σοί περ §8.202ὀλλυμένων Δαναῶν ὀλοφύρεται ἐν φρεσὶ θυμός.
If we could but take these two, I would hope that the Achaeans this very night would embark upon their swift ships." Thus he spoke boasting, and queenly Hera was wroth, and she shook herself upon her throne, and made great Olympus tremble, and she spoke to the great god Poseidon, facing him: "Ah me, shaker of the earth, wide-ruling one, does not even your heart in your breast pity the Danaans who are perishing?
§8.203οἳ δέ τοι εἰς Ἑλίκην τε καὶ Αἰγὰς δῶρʼ ἀνάγουσι §8.204πολλά τε καὶ χαρίεντα· σὺ δέ σφισι βούλεο νίκην.
Yet they bring you to Helice and Aegae gifts many and graceful; do you then will them victory.
§8.205εἴ περ γάρ κʼ ἐθέλοιμεν, ὅσοι Δαναοῖσιν ἀρωγοί, §8.206Τρῶας ἀπώσασθαι καὶ ἐρυκέμεν εὐρύοπα Ζῆν, §8.207αὐτοῦ κʼ ἔνθʼ ἀκάχοιτο καθήμενος οἶος ἐν Ἴδῃ. §8.208τὴν δὲ μέγʼ ὀχθήσας προσέφη κρείων ἐνοσίχθων· §8.209Ἥρη ἀπτοεπὲς ποῖον τὸν μῦθον ἔειπες.
For if we should but will, as many as are helpers of the Danaans, to drive back the Trojans and hold back far-seeing Zeus, then he would grieve there, sitting alone on Ida." But with giant anger the lord, the shaker of the earth, addressed her: "Hera, reckless of speech, what a word you have spoken!
§8.210οὐκ ἂν ἔγωγʼ ἐθέλοιμι Διὶ Κρονίωνι μάχεσθαι
I would not wish that we should fight against Cronos' son Zeus, since he is by far the stronger."