Wilson 9.366-9.377
Maria Curley /
- Created on 2024-06-17 16:59:33
- Modified on 2024-07-26 05:20:58
- Translated by Emily Wilson (2017)
- Aligned by Maria Curley
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9.366-9.377
Οὖτις ἐμοί γʼ ὄνομα · Οὖτιν δέ με κικλήσκουσι
μήτηρ ἠδὲ πατὴρ ἠδʼ ἄλλοι πάντες ἑταῖροι .
ὣς ἐφάμην , ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο νηλέι θυμῷ ·
Οὖτιν ἐγὼ πύματον ἔδομαι μετὰ οἷς ἑτάροισιν ,
τοὺς δʼ ἄλλους πρόσθεν · τὸ δέ τοι ξεινήιον ἔσται .
ἦ καὶ ἀνακλινθεὶς πέσεν ὕπτιος , αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα
κεῖτʼ ἀποδοχμώσας παχὺν αὐχένα , κὰδ δέ μιν ὕπνος
ᾕρει πανδαμάτωρ · φάρυγος δʼ ἐξέσσυτο οἶνος
ψωμοί τʼ ἀνδρόμεοι · ὁ δʼ ἐρεύγετο οἰνοβαρείων .
καὶ τότʼ ἐγὼ τὸν μοχλὸν ὑπὸ σποδοῦ ἤλασα πολλῆς ,
ἧος θερμαίνοιτο · ἔπεσσι δὲ πάντας ἑταίρους
θάρσυνον , μή τίς μοι ὑποδείσας ἀναδύη .
μήτηρ ἠδὲ πατὴρ ἠδʼ ἄλλοι πάντες ἑταῖροι .
ὣς ἐφάμην , ὁ δέ μʼ αὐτίκʼ ἀμείβετο νηλέι θυμῷ ·
Οὖτιν ἐγὼ πύματον ἔδομαι μετὰ οἷς ἑτάροισιν ,
τοὺς δʼ ἄλλους πρόσθεν · τὸ δέ τοι ξεινήιον ἔσται .
ἦ καὶ ἀνακλινθεὶς πέσεν ὕπτιος , αὐτὰρ ἔπειτα
κεῖτʼ ἀποδοχμώσας παχὺν αὐχένα , κὰδ δέ μιν ὕπνος
ᾕρει πανδαμάτωρ · φάρυγος δʼ ἐξέσσυτο οἶνος
ψωμοί τʼ ἀνδρόμεοι · ὁ δʼ ἐρεύγετο οἰνοβαρείων .
καὶ τότʼ ἐγὼ τὸν μοχλὸν ὑπὸ σποδοῦ ἤλασα πολλῆς ,
ἧος θερμαίνοιτο · ἔπεσσι δὲ πάντας ἑταίρους
θάρσυνον , μή τίς μοι ὑποδείσας ἀναδύη .
My
name
is
Noman
.
My family and friends all call me Noman . ’
He answered with no pity in his heart ,
‘I will eat Noman last ; first I will eat
the other men . That is my gift to you . ’
Then he collapsed , fell on his back , and lay there ,
his massive neck askew . All-conquering sleep
took him . In drunken heaviness , he spewed
wine from his throat , and chunks of human flesh .
And then I drove the spear into the embers
to heat it up , and told my men , ‘Be brave ! ’
I wanted none of them to shrink in fear .
My family and friends all call me Noman . ’
He answered with no pity in his heart ,
‘I will eat Noman last ; first I will eat
the other men . That is my gift to you . ’
Then he collapsed , fell on his back , and lay there ,
his massive neck askew . All-conquering sleep
took him . In drunken heaviness , he spewed
wine from his throat , and chunks of human flesh .
And then I drove the spear into the embers
to heat it up , and told my men , ‘Be brave ! ’
I wanted none of them to shrink in fear .