Met. 13.205Longa referre mora est, quae cōnsiliōque manūque
ūtiliter fēcī spatiōsī tempore bellī.It would take long to relate the things I usefully did with counsel and with hand in the long span of the war. Met. 13.207Post aciēs prīmās urbis sē moenibus hostēs
continuēre diū, nec apertī cōpia Mārtis
ūlla fuit: decimō dēmum pugnāvimus annō.After the first battles the enemy kept themselves within the city walls for a long time, and there was no opportunity for open warfare: only in the tenth year did we fight. Met. 13.210Quid facis intereā, quī nīl nisi proelia, nōstī?What do you do meanwhile, you who know nothing but battles? Met. 13.211Quis tuus ūsus erat?What use were you? Met. 13.211Nam sī mea facta requīris,
hostibus īnsidior, fossās mūnīmine cingō,
cōnsōlor sociōs, ut longī taedia bellī
mente ferant placidā, doceō, quō sīmus alendī
215armandīque modō, mittor, quō postulat ūsus.For if you ask about my deeds, I lay ambushes for the enemy, I surround the trenches with a rampart, I console our comrades, so that they may bear the weariness of the long war with calm minds, I teach how we are to be fed and armed, I am sent wherever need demands.
Met. 13.216Ecce Iovis monitū, dēceptus imāgine somnī,
rēx iubet inceptī cūram dīmittere bellī.See, at Jupiter's prompting, deceived by the image of a dream, the king orders us to give up our concern with the war we had begun. Met. 13.218Ille potest auctōre suam dēfendere vōcem:
nōn sinat hoc Aiāx dēlendaque Pergama poscat,
220quodque potest, pugnet!He can defend his words by their author: let Ajax not allow this, let him demand that Pergamum be destroyed, and, what he can do, let him fight! Met. 13.220Cūr nōn remorātur itūrōs?Why does he not hold back those about to go? Met. 13.221Cūr nōn arma capit?Why does he not take up arms? Met. 13.221det, quod vaga turba sequātur!let him give the wandering crowd something to follow! Met. 13.222Nōn erat hoc nimium numquam nisi magna loquentī.This was not too much for one who never speaks except of great things. Met. 13.223Quid quod et ipse fūgit?What of the fact that he himself fled too? Met. 13.223Vīdī, puduitque vidēre,
cum tū terga darēs inhonestaque vēla parārēs.I saw it, and I was ashamed to see it, when you were turning your back and preparing dishonourable sails.
Met. 13.225Nec mora, "quid facitis?At once I said: "What are you doing? Met. 13.225quae vōs dēmentia" dīxī
"concitat, ō sociī?What madness," I said, "drives you, comrades? Met. 13.226captam dīmittite Troiam!Let Troy go, then, when it is already taken! Met. 13.227Quidve domum fertis decimō, nisi dēdecus, annō?"Or what are you bringing home in the tenth year, except disgrace?" Met. 13.228Tālibus atque aliīs, in quae dolor ipse disertum
fēcerat, āversōs profugā dē classe redūxī.With such words and others, in which grief itself had made me eloquent, I brought them back from the fleeing fleet, though they had turned away. Met. 13.231nec Telamōniadēs etiam nunc hīscere quicquam
audet, at ausus erat rēgēs incessere dictīs
Thersītēs etiam, per mē haud impūne protervus!nor does the son of Telamon dare to utter anything even now, yet Thersites had dared to assail the kings with words, though not unpunished by me for his insolence! Met. 13.234Ērigor et trepidōs cīvēs exhortor in hostem
235āmissamque meā virtūtem vōce reposcō.I rise and urge the frightened citizens against the enemy, and with my voice I demand back their lost courage.
Met. 13.236Tempore ab hōc, quodcumque potest fēcisse vidērī
fortiter iste, meum est, quī dantem terga retrāxī.From this time on, whatever he can seem to have done bravely is mine, since I dragged him back when he was turning his back. Met. 13.238Dēnique dē Danaīs quis tē laudatve petitve?Finally, which of the Danaans praises you or seeks you out? Met. 13.239At sua Tȳdīdēs mēcum commūnicat ācta,
240mē probat et sociō semper cōnfīdit Ulixe.But Tydeus' son shares his deeds with me, approves of me, and always trusts in Ulysses as his comrade. Met. 13.241Est aliquid, dē tot Grāiōrum mīlibus ūnum
ā Diomēde legī (nec mē sors īre iubēbat !),
sī tamen et sprētō noctisque hostisque perīclō
ausum eadem, quae nōs, Phrygiā dē gente Dolona
245interimō, nōn ante tamen, quam cūncta coēgī
prōdere, et ēdidicī, quid perfida Troia parāret.It is something, out of so many thousands of Greeks, to be chosen alone by Diomedes (and no lot was ordering me to go!); yet even so, scorning the danger of night and of the enemy, I kill Dolon of the Phrygian race, who had dared the same as we, but not before I had forced him to betray everything and learned what treacherous Troy was preparing.
Met. 13.247Omnia cognōram, nec, quod speculārer, habēbam,
et iam prōmissā poteram cum laude revertī.I had learned everything and had nothing more to spy out, and I could already have returned with the promised praise. Met. 13.249Haud contentus eō petiī tentōria Rhēsī
250inque suīs ipsum castrīs comitēsque perēmī
atque ita captīvō victor vōtīsque potītus
ingredior currū laetōs imitante triumphōs;Not content with that, I made for the tents of Rhesus, and in his own camp I killed him and his companions, and so, victorious and master of my wishes, I ride in a captured chariot in imitation of a joyful triumph; Met. 13.253cuius equōs pretium prō nocte poposcerat hostis,
arma negāte mihi, fueritque benignior Aiāx!deny me the arms of the man whose horses the enemy had demanded as his price for the night, and let Ajax have shown himself the kinder! Met. 13.255Quid Lyciī referam Sarpēdonis agmina ferrō
dēvastāta meō?Why should I tell of the ranks of Lycian Sarpedon laid waste by my sword? Met. 13.256Cum multō sanguine fūdī
Coeranon Īphitidēn et Alastoraque Chromiumque
Alcandrumque Haliumque Noēmonaque Prytanimque,
exitiōque dedī cum Chersidamante Thoōna
260et Charopem fātīsque inmītibus Ennomon āctum
quīque minus celebrēs nostrā sub moenibus urbis
prōcubuēre manū.With much bloodshed I laid low Coeranus son of Iphitus, and Alastor and Chromius, Alcander and Halius, Noemon and Prytanis, and I gave to destruction Thoon together with Chersidamas, and Charops, and Ennomus driven by pitiless fates, and others less famous who fell by my hand beneath the walls of the city.
Met. 13.262Sunt et mihi vulnera, cīvēs,
ipsō pulchra locō;I too have wounds, citizens, fine in their very position; Met. 13.263nec vānīs crēdite verbīs:
adspicite ēn!"and do not trust empty words: look, here!' Met. 13.264vestemque manū dēdūxit et "haec sunt
265pectora semper" ait "vestrīs exercita rēbus.and with his hand he drew down his garment and said, 'This is the breast that has always been toiling in your affairs. Met. 13.266At nīl impendit per tot Telamōnius annōs
sanguinis in sociōs et habet sine vulnere corpus!But in so many years the son of Telamon has spent no blood for his comrades, and has a body without a wound! Met. 13.268Quid tamen hoc rēfert, sī sē prō classe Pelasgā
arma tulisse refert contrā Trōasque Iovemque?Yet what does it matter, if he declares that he bore arms for the Pelasgian fleet against both the Trojans and Jupiter? Met. 13.270Cōnfiteorque, tulit (neque enim benefacta malignē
dētractāre meum est), sed nē commūnia sōlus
occupet atque aliquem vōbīs quoque reddat honōrem,
reppulit Actoridēs sub imāgine tūtus Achillis
Trōas ab ārsūrīs cum dēfēnsōre carīnīs.And I admit it, he did (for it is not my way spitefully to disparage good deeds), but let him not seize alone what is shared, and let him give some honour to you too: the grandson of Actor, safe under the likeness of Achilles, drove back the Trojans, together with their defender, from the ships about to burn.
Met. 13.275Ausum etiam Hectoreīs sōlum concurrere tēlīs
sē putat, oblītus rēgisque ducumque meīque,
nōnus in officiō et praelātus mūnere sortis.He thinks too that he alone dared to meet Hector's weapons, forgetting the king and the leaders and me, he who was ninth to offer for the task and was preferred only by the gift of the lot. Met. 13.278Sed tamen ēventus vestrae, fortissimē, pugnae
quis fuit?But yet what, bravest of men, was the outcome of your fight? Met. 13.279Hector abit violātus vulnere nūllō!Hector goes away harmed by no wound! Met. 13.280Mē miserum, quantō cōgor meminisse dolōre
temporis illīus, quō Grāium mūrus, Achillēs
prōcubuit!Wretched me, with what grief am I forced to remember that time when Achilles, the wall of the Greeks, fell! Met. 13.282Nec mē lacrimae lūctusque timorque
tardārunt, quīn corpus humō sublīme referrem.Neither tears nor grief nor fear kept me from carrying his body high from the ground. Met. 13.284Hīs umerīs, hīs, inquam, umerīs ego corpus Achillis.On these shoulders, on these shoulders, I say, I bore the body of Achilles, Met. 13.285et simul arma tulī, quae nunc quoque ferre labōrō!and the arms along with it, which now too I strive to bear!
Met. 13.286Sunt mihi, quae valeant in tālia pondera, vīrēs,
est animus certē vestrōs sēnsūrus honōrēs.I have strength enough for such weights, and I certainly have a mind that will appreciate your honours. Met. 13.288Scīlicet idcircō prō nātō caerula māter
ambitiōsa suō fuit, ut caelestia dōna,
290artis opus tantae, rudis et sine pectore mīles
indueret?Was it for this, of course, that his sea-blue mother was so ambitious on her son's behalf, that heavenly gifts, the work of such great art, should be put on by a rough soldier without wit? Met. 13.291neque enim clipeī caelāmina nōvit,
Oceanum et terrās cumque altō sīdera caelō
Plēiadasque hyadasque inmūnemque aequoris arcton
dīversāsque urbēs nitidumque Ōrīōnis ēnsem:
Quid quod mē dūrī fugientem mūnera bellī
arguit inceptō sērum accessisse labōrī,
nec sē magnanimō maledīcere sentit Achillī?for he does not understand the engravings of the shield, the Ocean and the lands and the stars with the lofty sky, the Pleiades and the Hyades and the Bear that never touches the sea, and the different cities and the shining sword of Orion: and what of the fact that he accuses me of shunning the duties of harsh war and coming late to the task already begun, and does not realise that he is slandering great-souled Achilles?
Met. 13.299Sī simulāsse vocās crīmen, simulāvimus ambō;If you call pretence a crime, we both pretended; Met. 13.300sī mora prō culpā est, ego sum mātūrior illō.if delay counts as a fault, I was earlier than he. Met. 13.301Mē pia dētinuit coniūnx, pia māter Achillem,
prīmaque sunt illīs data tempora, cētera vōbīs.A loving wife detained me, a loving mother Achilles, and the first part of our time was given to them, the rest to you. Met. 13.303Haud timeō, sī iam nequeam dēfendere, crīmen
cum tantō commūne virō: dēprēnsus Ulixis
305ingeniō tamen ille, at nōn Aiācis Ulixēs!I do not fear, even if I cannot now defend it, a charge shared with so great a man: yet he was found out by the wit of Ulysses, but Ulysses not by the wit of Ajax! Met. 13.306Nēve in mē stolidae convīcia fundere linguae
admīrēmur eum, vōbīs quoque digna pudōre
obicit.And lest we wonder at him pouring out on me the insults of his stupid tongue, he casts at you too things worthy of shame. Met. 13.308An falsō Palamēdēn crīmine turpe est
accūsāsse mihi, vōbīs damnāsse decōrum?Or is it shameful for me to have accused Palamedes on a false charge, and honourable for you to have condemned him?
Met. 13.310Sed neque Naupliadēs facinus dēfendere tantum
tamque patēns valuit, nec vōs audīstis in illō
crīmina: vīdistis, pretiōque obiecta patēbant.But neither was the son of Nauplius able to defend so great and so open a crime, nor did you merely hear the charges against him: you saw them, and they lay open in the money exposed.