Friday, February 18, 2022

I Sing the Song of Troy.....

 

Demodocus Sings the Fall of Troy by Robert Fitzgerald

The minstrel stirred, murmuring to the god, and soon

clear words and notes came one by one, a vision

of the Akhaians in their graceful ships

drawing away from shore: the torches flung

and shelters flaring: Argive soldiers crouched

in the close dark around Odysseus: and

the horse, tall on the assembly ground of Troy.

For when the Trojans pulled it in, themselves,

up to the citadel, they sat nearby

with long-drawn-out and hapless argument—

favoring, in the end, one course of three:

either to stave the vault with brazen axes,

or haul it to a cliff and pitch it down,

or else to save it for the gods, a votive glory—

the plan that could not but prevail.

For Troy must perish, as ordained, that day

she harbored the great horse of timber; hidden

the flower of Akhaia lay, and bore

slaughter and death upon the men of Troy.

He sang, then, of the town sacked by Akhaians

pouring down from the horse's hollow cave,

this way and that way raping the steep city,

and how Odysseus came like Arês to

the door of Deïphobos, with Meneláos,

and braved the desperate fight there—

conquering once more by Athena's power.


The splendid minstrel sang it.

And Odysseus

let the bright molten tears run down his cheeks,

weeping the way a wife mourns for her lord

on the lost field where he has gone down fighting

the day of wrath that came upon his children.

At sight of the man panting and dying there,

she slips down to enfold him, crying out;

then feels the spears, prodding her back and shoulders,

and goes bound into slavery and grief.

Piteous weeping wears away her cheeks:

but no more piteous than Odysseus' tears,

cloaked as they were, now, from the company.

Only Alkínoös, at his elbow, knew—

hearing the low sob in the man's breathing—

and when he knew, he spoke:

‘Hear me, lords and captains of Phaiákia!

And let Demódokos touch his harp no more.

His theme has not been pleasing to all here.

During the feast, since our fine poet sang,

our guest has never left off weeping. Grief

seems fixed upon his heart. Break off the song!’


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Overthrow
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