Which Translation: The Odyssey

Sleepless Odysseus (20.25–34) — Which Translation: The Odyssey

Daniel Mendelsohn

2025 · Hexameter verse
Just as a man might stand before an enormous roaring fire,
Turning over, again and again, a skin that’s been filled to bursting
With steaming fat and blood, impatient for it to be done:
So did he keep tossing and turning, again and again, pondering
Just how he might lay hands upon those shameless Suitors,
One man against so many. But Athena then drew near him,
After gliding down from the skies and taking the form of a woman.
She stood at the head of his bed and addressed him with these words:
“Still awake? But why, most unfortunate of men?

Michael Solot

2025 · Accentual verse
Around like a goat stomach over a blazing hot fire,
The blood and the fat inside sizzling: the cook, in a hurry,
Keeps turning it this way and that way to have his dish done—
And so was Odysseus twisting and turning, wondering,
How can I take on that whole mob of cutthroats alone
With just one pair of hands? Athena then dropped from the sky
In the shape of a woman, a mortal, and stood by Odysseus,
Over his head, as she asked him, “Why aren’t you asleep?

Robert Henry Dawson

2025 · Prose
Just as a man turns a paunch full of fat and blood around a burning fire, eager for it to be roasted quickly, so did he turn, pondering how he alone might lay his hands on the shameless suitors, being one man against many. Then Athena came near him, descending from heaven. She appeared in the form of a woman and stood above his head, speaking to him: “Why do you lie awake again, most wretched of men?

William Mann

2022 · Free verse
Like a man turns an animal’s stomach over a great blazing fire
filled with sacrificial fat and blood
again and again for he wants it roasted quickly.
So Oduséus turned over again and again trying to think
how he could put forth his hands upon the suitors who had no reverence
for he was alone against so many.
And Athênaîê came beside
descending from heaven and moving in the form of a woman.
Beside his head she stood and spoke to him and said:
“Why are you awake again and cursed beyond all men?

Charles Underwood

2022 · Prose
Like a man who is turning a sausage, full of fat and blood, back and forth, over a flickering fire, anxious to roast it quickly, Odysseus tossed and turned, again and again, wondering how he, just one against so many, might get his hands upon the arrogant suitors. Athena came down from the sky and drew near to him, in the body of a woman. She stood above his head and said these words to him. “Why are you still awake? Are you a man who is unluckier than any other?

Peter Green

2018 · Hexameter verse
As a man cooking a paunch chockful of fat and blood
on a fierce blazing fire will turn it to and fro,
determined to get it cooked through as fast as he can,
so Odysseus tossed this way and that, trying to work out
how he was going to lay hands on the shameless suitors,
one man against so many. Then Athēnē approached him,
down from the sky, in appearance like a woman,
and stood above his head, and addressed him, saying:
“Wakeful again, you most ill-fated of all mortals?

Anthony Verity

2017 · Free verse
As when a man has stuffed a paunch full of fat and blood,
and keeps turning it back and forth on a blazing-hot fire,
because he wants it to be cooked as quickly as possible,
so Odysseus kept turning back and forth, pondering how
to lay his hands on the shameless suitors, though he was
only one against so many. Then down from the high sky
came Athena in the form of a woman and stood close to him.
Standing above his head she addressed him in these words:
‘Still awake, yet again, you most ill-fated of mortals?

Richard Whitaker

2017 · Accentual verse
As a man turns a paunch stuffed with fat and blood
over a blazing fire, this way and that,
wanting to finish braaing it very quickly,
so Odysseus tossed this way and that, thinking
how he could attack the shameless suitors,
one against many. Then Athene came
from heaven, looking just like a woman,
and stood above his head and spoke to him:
“Why don’t you sleep, unluckiest of men?

Emily Wilson

2017 · Blank verse
a man rotates a sausage full of fat
and blood; the huge fire blazes, and he longs
to have the roasting finished. So he squirmed,
this way and that, and wondered how he could
attack the shameless suitors, being one
against a multitude. Athena came
from heaven and stood near him, at his head,
resembling a woman, and she said,
“Why are you wide awake, unlucky man?

Herbert Jordan

2014 · Blank verse
As when one sears a pouch of fat and blood,
rotates it over fire this way and that,
flipping it over, so to speed the cooking,
so did Odysseus twist and flop; he searched
for means by which he could defeat the suitors,
unaided, but at length Athena neared,
disguised in mortal’s form, come down from heaven.
She stood above his head and spoke to him:
“Most sorely tried of men, why are you wakeful?

Joe Sachs

2014 · Prose
Imagine a man at a vast blazing fire, flipping a paunch filled with fat and blood over and over in his impatience to get the sausage roasted all the more quickly; that’s exactly the way he was tossing and turning as he plotted ways and means of getting his hands on those suitors, lost to all sense of shame, though he was only one against so many. Then Athena came down from the heavens and drew near him, her form like that of a woman, and stood over his head and spoke her words to him: “Sleepless yet again, you who are ill-treated by fate beyond all other men?

Barry B. Powell

2014 · Accentual verse
As when a man before
a blazing fire swiftly turns a stomach filled with fat and blood
this way and that, and he is eager that it quickly roast, even so
was Odysseus turned this way and that as he contemplated how
he might place his hands on the shameless suitors, being one
against many.
Then Athena came close to him from heaven,
and she took on the appearance of a woman. She stood over his
head and she said: “Why are you awake, most ill-fated of all mortals?

Norbert A. D. Albertson

2013 · Free verse
As a man takes in his hands a sheep’s paunch stuffed
With blood and fat, and holds it up to the fire,
And tosses it back and forth, to roast it all the quicker,
So was he tossed back and forth as he pondered
How to lay his hands on so many wanton suitors,
And he but one. And Athene came down from heaven
In shape of a mortal woman, and stood beside him, and said,
“Why are you not asleep, O man most given to fate?

Brian Dawkins

2013 · Free verse
So it is, when a man waits by a blazing fire
Where he has placed a stuffed paunch,
Rolling it here and there, eager for it to be roasted.
So Odysseus stirred restlessly
Pondering how he was to confront the suitors,
Being one against many. Athena though was nearby
Come from heaven in the likeness of a woman,
And she stood at his head and spoke.
“Why do you lie awake, unhappiest of mortals?

Stephen Mitchell

2013 · Accentual verse
As when a man is cooking a sausage stuffed
with fat and blood, and he turns it this way and that
over the fire, eager for it to be roasted:
just so he twisted and turned as he wondered how
in the world he was going to overpower the suitors,
since he was only one man and they were so many.
But Athena came down from heaven and took the form
of a woman, and she stood there above him and said,
“Odysseus, you who are more ill-fated than any
mortal on earth, why are you sleepless this time?

Richard Wilding

2011 · Free verse
as a man
who is cooking a sausage full of blood and fat,
keeps turning it over above the blazing fire
to finish its cooking quickly and satisfy his hunger.
So Odysseus kept turning this way and that
as he looked for a way of mounting his assault
on the shameless suitors, so many against his one.
But Athene came down from heaven, taking the form of a woman,
and she stood by his head, and rebuked him:
‘You have been unhappy, but why should you lie awake now?

Charles Stein

2008 · Free verse
as a man with a sac of fat and blood
before a great blazing fire
turns it rapidly this way and that
eager to get it roasted,
so he tossed and turned
over how to get his hands on the shameless wooers,
one man against a multitude.
Athena drew near to him,
descending from the skies
in the likeness of a woman,
and stood above his head and said to him:
“Why are you restless, O person
ill-fated beyond all men?

James Huddleston

2006 · Free verse
As when a man at a blazing fire tosses to and fro
a belly, quite full of fat and blood,
and is eager that it to be roasted very quickly,
so he tossed to and fro, pondering
how he could lay his hands upon the shameless suitors,
alone as he was among many. Athena came down from heaven
and came near him. She was disguised as a woman in form.
She stood over his head and said to him:
“Why are you awake again, ill-fated beyond all men?

Ian Johnston

2006 · Hexameter verse
Just as a man
eager to roast a stomach stuffed with fat and blood
turns it quickly round and round on a blazing fire,
that how lord Odysseus tossed and turned, wondering
how he might get the haughty suitors in his grip,
one man against so many. Then Athena came,
moving down from heaven, looking like a woman.
She stood above his head and spoke to him, saying:
“Why now, you most ill-fated of all men,
are you awake?

A. S. Kline

2004 · Prose
Like a paunch filled with fat and blood turning in front of a blazing fire, twisted about by the man who roasts it, eager to see it done, so Odysseus turned from side to side, considering how to tackle the shameless Suitors, one man against many. Then it was that Athene descended from heaven, and approached him in the form of a mortal woman. She stood by his head and spoke to him, saying: ‘Why are you awake still, most ill-fated of men?

Edward McCrorie

2004 · Accentual verse
much like a cook at a blazing fire, turning a stomach
packed with blood and fat this way and that way,
moving it fast as he can, longing to roast it.
So Odysseus tossed both ways and he wondered:
how could he get his hands on the pride-swollen suitors,
one against many? Athene came to him close by.
Down from the heavens, she’d taken the form of a woman
standing over his head and asking him shortly,
“Why are you still awake? Most hapless of all men!

Rodney Merrill

2002 · Hexameter verse
As when a man keeps shifting a paunch that has been stuffed full with
suet and blood, in a huge fire’s blaze, one way and the other
turning it over, and wishes for it to be rapidly roasted,
so did he twist one way and the other and kept meditating
how he could manage to lay his hands on the shameless suitors,
being but one against many. Athena, descending from heaven,
Athena encourages Odysseus; Penelope wishes to die
came up close to him there; she had likened her form to a woman;
standing above his head, she spoke these words and addressed him:
“Why do you wake, who beyond all mortals are destiny-ridden?

R. L. Eickhoff

2001 · Prose
like a cook turning a bloody and fat sausage on the fire, rolling it left and right to keep it from burning. And so Odysseus tossed and turned, searching for a means to defeat the suitors. Suddenly Athene appeared beside him in the form of a lovely mortal woman. She said, “What, again, Odysseus? Why are you still sleepless? True, you are among the most sorrowful of men,

Martin Hammond

2000 · Prose
as when a man cooking a paunch full of fat and blood over a fierce fire turns it round and round to have it roasted as soon as he can. So he tossed to and fro, pondering how he could indeed lay his hands on the shameless suitors, when he was alone and they so many. But now Athene came down from heaven and came close to him, taking the form of a woman. She stood above his head and said to him: ‘Why sleepless again, you poor man? Ill-fated beyond all others,

Stanley Lombardo

2000 · Tetrameter verse
It was like a man roasting a paunch
Stuffed with fat and blood over afire.
He can’t wait for it to be done
And so keeps turning it over and over—
Odysseus tossing and turning as he pondered how
To get his hands on the shameless suitors,
One man against many.
And then Athena came
Down from the sky, and stood above his head
In the form of a woman, and spoke to him:
“Why are you sleepless, most ill-fated of men?

Robert Fagles

1996 · Free verse
intent as a cook before some white-hot blazing fire
who rolls his sizzling sausage back and forth,
packed with fat and blood —keen to broil it quickly,
tossing, turning it, this way, that way —so he cast about:
how could he get these shameless suitors in his clutches,
one man facing a mob?... when close to his side she came,
Athena sweeping down from the sky in a woman’s build
and hovering at his head, the goddess spoke:
“Why still awake? The unluckiest man alive!
And as when a man before a big blazing fire turns this way and that a paunch full of fat and blood, and is very eager to have it roasted quickly, so Odysseus tossed from side to side, pondering how at last he might lay his hands on the shameless suitors, one man against so many. Then Athene drew near to him, coming down from the sky; in form she was like a woman; and she stood above his head and spoke to him, and said: “Why now again are you wakeful, ill-fated above all men?

R. D. Dawe

1993 · Prose
As a man, a large fire blazing, quickly turns a haggis full of fat and blood, and longs for it to be cooked really quickly, so he twisted this way and that, thinking over how he was going to lay hands on the shameless suitors, being one against many. Athene came up to him, descending from the sky; in her body she resembled a woman. She stood above his head and addressed these words to him: ‘Whty ever are you awake, of all men the one most dogged by fate?

Brian Kemball-Cook

1993 · Hexameter verse
As when a man has spitted a paunch in front of a blazing
Fire; that paunch is crammed with blood and with fat, and he turns it
This way and that, desiring to get it speedily roasted;
Even so was he turning this way and that, as he brooded
How he should get to grips with the shameless suitors, a single
Man against many. Athene then descended from heaven
And in a woman’s likeness approached very close to Odysseus.
Standing above his head she spoke these words as he lay there:
‘Why do you stay thus awake, O most unhappy of mortals?
just as a paunch stuffed with fat and blood is turned this way and that in the blaze of the roaring fire by a man who wants to get it quickly roasted. Twisting and turning, he pondered how, single-handed against such odds, he could get his hands on the shameless Suitors, when Athene descended from heaven and approached him in the form of a woman. She stood above his head and spoke to him: ‘Sleepless again, Odysseus, most ill-fated of mortals?

Allen Mandelbaum

1990 · Blank verse
Just as a man before a blazing fire
who’s skewered a paunch that’s stuffed with blood and fat
will swiftly turn the spit this way and that,
eager to have it roasted fast, so did
Odysseus toss from side to side; he thought
of traps in which the suitors could be caught,
though he was one alone and they a crowd.
Then, in the likeness of a mortal woman,
Athena came from heaven; over him
she stood, saying:
“Why are you sleepless now?
It’s true that you have suffered greater sorrow
than any man;

Walter Shewring

1980 · Prose
Often in front of a blazing fire you see the spitted paunch of some beast, all filled with blood and fat, and a man keeps turning it to and fro, anxious that it should be roasted as soon as may be; just so did Odysseus twist and turn, wondering how he by himself should make assault on the multitude of shameless suitors. But now Athene descending from heaven drew near him, wearing the likeness of a woman. She stood at his bedside and said to him: ‘Odysseus, more than most men you have been fortune’s plaything, yet why should you thus lie sleepless now?

Denison Bingham Hull

1978 · Blank verse
As when a man tosses a pudding filled
with blood and fat over a blazing fire
from side to side, longing to broil it quickly,
so he twisted from side to side, and wondered
how he could lay his hands upon the suitors,
one against many. But Athene came
down from heaven, appearing like a woman.
She leaned over his head, and spoke to him:
“Why wakeful now, you most ill-fated man?

Richmond Lattimore

1967 · Hexameter verse
And as a man with a paunch pudding, that has been filled with
blood and fat, tosses it back and forth over a blazing
fire, and the pudding itself strains hard to be cooked quickly;
so he was twisting and turning back and forth, meditating
how, though he was alone against many, he could lay hands on
the shameless suitors. And at this time Athene, descending
from the sky, came close to him, and wore the shape of a lady.
She came and stood above his head, and spoke a word to him:
‘Why are you wakeful now, O most wretched of all men?

Albert Spaulding Cook

1967 · Free verse
As when a man shifts an intestine full of fat and blood
On a great blazing fire quickly this way and that
And longs for it to be roasted very rapidly;
So this way and that did he toss about, pondering
How he might lay his hands upon the shameless suitors,
Being one man against many. Athene came close to him,
Descending from the sky; she likened her body to a
woman’s.
She stood above his head and addressed a speech to him:
“Why are you awake, ill-fated beyond all mortal men?

Preston H. Epps

1965 · Prose
As when an animal paunch well-filled with fat and blood is tossed this way and that before a large and glowing fire by one who wants it roasted very quickly, so was Odysseus tossing to and fro as he pondered how he, being just one person, might lay destructive hands on the shameless suitors, who were many. Athene, then, descending out of heaven, came and stood near him in the form of a mortal woman. She took her stand at his head and addressed to him this word: “Why are you, the most ill-fated of all men, lying awake?

Robert Fitzgerald

1961 · Free verse
as a cook turns a sausage, big with blood
and fat, at a scorching blaze, without a pause,
to broil it quick: so he rolled left and right,
casting about to see how he, alone,
against the false outrageous crowd of suitors
could press the fight.
And out of the night sky
Athena came to him; out of the nearby dark
in body like a woman; came and stood
over his head to chide him:
“Why so wakeful,
most forlorn of men? Here is your home,

Ennis Rees

1960 · Accentual verse
like a paunch of rich blood pudding
That a man who is eager to roast it turns quickly this way
And that above a large and blazing hot fire. Even so
Odysseus tossed and turned, pondering how
He might come to grips with the shameless wooers, he being
But one and they so many. At last Athena
Came down from the sky, and coming up close to him
In the form of a woman, she stood at his head, and said:
“Why again are you lying awake, most wretched of men?

S. O. Andrew

1948 · Accentual verse
And, ev’n as a kitchener roasts him a paunch at a fire,
Stuff’d full both of fat and of blood, and on every side
He turns it, fain that the roasting should quickly be done,
E’en so did Odysseus turn as he mused in his heart
How on those shameless suitors his vengeance to wreak,
One against many. But now was Athena his help,
Who, in bodily form as a woman, descended from heav’n
And, standing over his pillow, a word to him spake:
‘Why dost thou wake yet again, most hapless of men?

E. V. Rieu

1946 · Prose
just as a paunch stuffed with fat and blood is tossed this way and that in the blaze of the fire by a cook who wants to get it quickly roasted. Twisting and turning thus to one side and the other, he was wondering how single-handed against such odds he should come to grips with his unprincipled rivals, when Athene descended from heaven and approached him in the form of a woman. She leant over his head and spoke to him: ‘Sleepless again, poor wretch?

W. H. D. Rouse

1937 · Prose
He might have been a good fat black pudding going round in front of a blazing fire, while the cook basted it on the spit to roast it quickly. As he rolled over and over, thinking how he could get his hands on that shameless crew, one against many, Athena came down from heaven and stood by his side in the shape of a woman, saying: “Why are you wakeful, poor fellow?

T. E. Lawrence

1932 · Prose
like the basting paunch stuffed with blood and fat that a man who wants it immediately cooked will turn over and over before a blazing fire. In such fashion did Odysseus roll to this side and to that in the throes of wondering how his single self could get the many shameless suitors into his grasp. Upon his perplexity Athene in her woman’s shape came down from Heaven, to stand above his head and say, “Why still awake and watchful, O sorriest man of men,

Robert H. Hiller

1927 · Prose
As a man, when the fire is hot, quickly tosses a sausage, full of fat and blood, over and over, as he is eager for it to be roasted very quickly, so Odysseus kept turning himself over and over as he pondered in what possible way he might lay hands on these shameless suitors, since he was but one against so many. Then Athene came down from heaven and drew near to his side in the likeness of a woman. She stood above his head and said: “Why are you keeping vigil again, most unhappy of mortals?

William Sinclair Marris

1925 · Blank verse
As when a man keeps turning
Before a great hot fire a haggis stuffed
With blood and fat, intent to cook it quickly,
So did Odysseus toss from side to side
Debating how, one man against so many,
He might lay hands upon the shameless suitors.
Then came Athene down from heaven, and drew
Near by him in the likeness of a woman,
And stood above his head and spake to him:
‘Why wakest thou again, O man unlucky
O’er all men living?

Francis Caulfeild

1921 · Hexameter verse
And, as a man may stand in front of a blazing fire,
Busily cooking a paunch well stuffed with blood and with suet,
And, as he turns it over, he wonders how soon ’twill be ready,
So he, one against many, tried one scheme after another,
How to lay forcible hands on the shameless and insolent suitors.
But, in the form of a woman, Athene descended from heaven,
Stood, and looked down on his face, and in audible words she addressed him:
“Why are you wakeful again, O man most wretched of all men?

A. T. Murray

1919 · Prose
And as when a man before a great blazing fire turns swiftly this way and that a paunch full of fat and blood, and is very eager to have it roasted quickly, so Odysseus tossed from side to side, pondering how he might put forth his hands upon the shameless wooers, one man as he was against so many. Then Athene came down from heaven and drew near to him in the likeness of a woman, and she stood above his head, and spoke to him, and said: “Why now again art thou wakeful, ill-fated above all men?

Henry Bernard Cotterill

1911 · Hexameter verse
Just as a man in the front of a fire that is mightily blazing
Holdeth a pudding of blood and of fat, and to this and to that side
Constantly turns it, and longs for the thing to be speedily roasted,
So was he tossing to this and to that side, musing in spirit
How ’twere best to attempt the attack on the impudent suitors
Single against so many.
And now drew near him Athene,
Come from the heights of Olympus and changed to a woman in semblance.
Standing beside him, anigh to his head, these words she addressed him:
“Wherefore still art thou lying awake, most hapless of mortals?

J. W. Mackail

1903 · Quatrains
Even as a pudding stuffed with fat and blood
That on a glowing fire of kindled wood
Hither and thither a man turns about,
Fain that the roasting quickly be made good,
So restlessly from side to side he tossed,
Revolving what device might help him most
Upon the shameless suitors to lay hands,
Being a single man against a host.
But now Athena, as he lay awake,
From heaven descended, and in bodily make
Like to a woman stood above his head,
And uttered counsel to him thus, and spake:
“Why wake you yet, O man of misery

Samuel Butler

1900 · Prose
as one who turns a paunch full of blood and fat in front of a hot fire, doing it first on one side and then on the other, that he may get it cooked as soon as possible, even so did he turn himself about from side to side, thinking all the time how, single handed as he was, he should contrive to kill so large a body of men as the wicked suitors. But by and by Minerva came down from heaven in the likeness of a woman, and hovered over his head saying, “My poor unhappy man, why do you lie awake in this way?

J. G. Cordery

1897 · Blank verse
As when a man before a blazing fire
Now on this side may turn, and now on that,
A paunch with rich lard and black pudding stuffed,
For he desires it dress’d with all good speed;
So now on this side, now on that, he writhed,
In meditation how to lay strong hands
Upon the violent Suitors’ shameless crew,
Being one against so many. But from heaven
Descending to his couch Athene came,
Guised in a woman’s form, and o’er his head
Standing addressed these winged words, and spake:
“Why, O ill-fated most of all mankind!

William Morris

1887 · Rhyming irregular lines
As when a man hath gotten by a great fire blazing out
A paunch of fat and of blood, and turneth it oft about
Hither and thither, all eager to roast it speedily;
So tossed he hither and thither, and ever pondered he
What wise he might have the handling of those Wooers bare of shame,
And he but one among many. Then anigh him Athene came,
Come adown from the lofty heavens, and e’en as a woman was made;
So over his head was she standing, and the word to him she said:
“Why watchest thou and wakest, O man most luckless of life?

George Herbert Palmer

1884 · Prose
As when a man near a great glowing fire turns to and fro a sausage, full of fat and blood, anxious to have it quickly roast; so to and fro Odysseus tossed, and pondered how to lay hands upon the shameless suitors,—he being alone, and they so many. Near him Athene drew, descending out of heaven. In a woman’s form she stood beside his head, and thus addressed him: “Why wakeful still, unhappiest of men?

Arthur S. Way

1880 · Fourteeners
And as when one turneth a paunch filled full with blood and with fat
In front of a great fierce fire ever this way and that, and thereon
Stares with impatient desire for the roast to be speedily done,
So to this side and that side he tossed him, and and pondered deeply and long
How he might fall on the host of the shameless suitor-throng,
Alone against many: but nigh him Pallas Athenê drew;
For she stooped from the halls of the sky, as a woman to outward view;
And behold, she stood at his head in the dimness of night, and she spoke:
“Why wakest thou thus on thy bed, O wretched above all folk?

Butcher & Lang

1879 · Prose
And as when a man by a great fire burning takes a paunch full of fat and blood, and turns it this way and that and longs to have it roasted most speedily, so Odysseus tossed from side to side, musing how he might stretch forth his hands upon the shameless wooers, being but one man against so many. Then down from heaven came Athene and drew nigh him, fashioned in the likeness of a woman. And she stood over his head and spake to him, saying: “Lo now again, wherefore art thou watching, most luckless of all men living?

Roscoe Mongan

1879 · Prose
But as when a man, when a large fire is burning, turns a paunch, filled with fat and blood, from side to side, and is anxious that it should be roasted very quickly. So then he rolled himself hither and thither, deliberating how he might lay his hands on the shameless suitors, being alone amongst many. But there came near him Minerva descending from heaven: and in person she was like a woman, and she stood over his head, and addressed to him this speech: ‘Why do you still lie awake, O ill-fated one above all mortals?

G. A. Schomberg

1879 · Blank verse
As one who longs to cook with all dispatch
A sausage full of flavour and of juice,
Upon the glowing coals of the bright fire,—
He tosses it about, now here, now there,—
So is he tossed about in anxious thought,
Now here, now there. Shall he lift up his hands
Against that shameless crew; and he alone
Against such odds? Pallas herself drew near,
From heaven descending; at his head she stood,
And in a woman’s form thus spoke to him:
“Thou most unhappy! wherefore watchest thou?

Mordaunt Barnard

1876 · Blank verse
As when one turns before a blazing fire
From side to side a paunch, with fat and blood
Replete, and wishes it were roasted soon;
So here and there he rolled, reflecting how
He on the shameless suitors might lay hands,
Alone on many. Near, Minerva came
Down from the sky, a woman in her form,
And standing o’er his head addressed him thus:
‘Why wakest thou? ill fated above all!

William Cullen Bryant

1871 · Blank verse
As when one turns and turns
The stomach of a bullock filled with fat
And blood before a fiercely blazing fire
And wishes it were done, so did the chief
Shift oft from side to side, while pondering how
To lay a strong hand on the multitude
Of shameless suitors—he but one, and they
So many. Meantime Pallas, sliding down
From heaven, in form a woman, came, and there
Beside his bed stood over him, and spake:—
“Why, most unhappy of the sons of men,
Art thou still sleepless?

Lovelace Bigge-Wither

1869 · Accentual verse
As when a wight a’ front a blazing fire
A savoury haggis full of fat and gravy
Restlessly turns and tumbles to and fro—
In hope right well and quickly for to roast it:
Thus he on-his-bed tossed to and fro revolving
How now to lay his hands on-the-shameless suitors—
He one; they many! Nigh him drew Athènè
From heaven descended—like in form a woman:
She stood above his head and-addressed him thus:
“Why wakeful still, most luckless thou of all men!

G. W. Edginton

1869 · Blank verse
As when a man turns many ways a paunch,
Well stuff’d with lard and blood, upon hot coals;
Eager that it be roasted very quick;
So pondering much, he turn’d himself about,
How to lay hands on those men void of shame;
Alone midst many: Pallas near him came
Descending: and beneath a woman’s form
Stood at his head, and spoke these words to him:
“Wherefore still watchful? most ill-fated man!

George Musgrave

1865 · Blank verse
But, ev’n as when a man at some fierce fire
A savory paunch with fat and blood replete
From side to side turns oft, intent with speed
Most prompt to roast it;—so, from right to left
Ulysses swaying lay, as he his plans
Revolv’d how, single against numbers, he
That daring band of suitors might arrest.
And, now, from Heav’n descending, to his side
Minerva’s self drew near,—a female form
Presenting, as above his head she stood,
And in these words appealing spake:—“Why thus
A sleepless watcher liest thou, whose fate
‘Bove all men’s seemeth hardest!

T. S. Norgate

1863 · Blank verse
As when about
O’er some great blazing fire a hungry wight
Shifts rapidly a belly-pudding stuffed
With fat and blood, and longs to have it broiled
Right quickly; so was he from side to side
Turning himself about, pondering the while
How to lay hands upon those shameless suitors,
He alone against so many: anon from heaven
Down came Athéné and unto him drew near:
A woman seemed she in fashion; as by his head
She stood and spake this word: “And why still watching?
“Ill-fated sure past all men!

Philip Stanhope Worsley

1861 · Spenserian stanzas
As when a man beside a blazing fire
Turneth a rich fat goat-paunch to and fro,
Over and over, with intense desire
Quickly to roast it, so with tossings dire
He tumbled, and debated in his bed
How on the suitors to wreak vengeful ire,
One against many. And lo! near his head
Stood in a woman’s form Athene, and thus said:
“Ill-fated above all, why dost thou wake?

J. A. Giles

1858 · Prose
Ὡς δε but as ὁτε when ανηρ a man, πολεος πυρος much fire αιθομενοιο burning, αιολλη turns ενθα this way και ενθα and that way γαστερα a paunch εμπλειην full κνισσης τε both of fat και and αἱματος of blood, λιλαιεται δε and is desirous οπτηθηναι that it be roasted μαλ’ ωκα very quickly, ὡς αρα so then ὁγε he ἑλισσετο rolled ενθα και ενθα hither and thither, μερμηριζων pondering ὁπως δη how indeed εων being μουνος alone εφησει he should lay χειρας his hands μνηστηρσιν αναιδεσιν on the shameless suitors πολεσι who were many. Αθηνη δε but Minerva ηλθε came σχεδον near οἱ to him, καταβασα having come down ουρανοθεν from heaven, δεμας δε but in person εικτο she was like γυναικι a woman, στῃ δ’ αρα and stood ὑπερ κεφαλης above his head και and προς μιν εειπε spoke to him μυθον a word. “Τιπτε αυτε why still εγρησσεις dost thou keep watch, καμμορε thou ill-fated παντων περι φωτων above all men?

Theodore Alois Buckley

1851 · Prose
As when a man, while a large fire is blazing, turns a paunch full of fat and blood, from side to side, and is anxious that it should be roasted very quickly; so did he roll himself on one side and the other, meditating how he might lay his hands upon the shameless suitors, being alone amongst many; but Minerva came near to him, descending from heaven: and in her person she was like unto a woman, and she stood over his head, and addressed him in words: “Why dost thou still watch, thou who art ill-fated above all mortals?

William Sotheby

1834 · Heroic couplets
As when a man, in haste, while flames the fire,
Intent to satiate hunger’s keen desire,
Turns a swoln paunch thick-fill’d with fat and blood
Till the fierce heat has cook’d the savoury food:
Thus roll’d he, pondering how his single hand
Might wreak his vengeance on that haughty band,—
He lone ’gainst many.—Then Minerva came
And veil’d her heavenly form in woman’s frame,
Stood o’er him, and thus spake:
‘Of all mankind
‘Most wretched thou, why watch with tortured mind?

H. F. Cary

1823 · Prose
As when a man, when a large fire is burning, turns a paunch, filled with fat and blood, from side to side, and he is anxious that it should be roasted very quickly. So he rolled himself on one side and the other, meditating, how he might lay his hands on the shameless suitors, being alone amongst many: and Minerva came near him, descending from heaven: and in her person she was like a woman, and she stood over his head, and addressed him; “Why do you still watch, you who are ill-fated above all mortals?

William Cowper

1792 · Blank verse
As when some hungry swain turns oft a maw
Unctuous and sav’ry on the burning coals,
Quick expediting his desired repast,
So he from side to side roll’d, pond’ring deep
How likeliest with success he might assail
Those shameless suitors; one to many opposed.
Then, sudden from the skies descending, came
Minerva in a female form; her stand
Above his head she took, and thus she spake.
Why sleep’st thou not, unhappiest of mankind?

Alexander Pope

1725 · Heroic couplets
As one who long with pale-eyed famine pined,
The savoury cates on glowing embers cast
Incessant turns, impatient for repast
Ulysses so, from side to side-devolved,
In self-debate the suitor’s doom resolved
When in the form of mortal nymph array’d,
From heaven descends the Jove-born martial maid;
And hovering o’er his head in view confess’d,
The goddess thus her favourite care address’d:
“O thou, of mortals most inured to woes!
Why roll those eyes unfriended of repose?

Thomas Hobbes

1675 · Heroic couplets
As one that has raw flesh upon the fire,
And hungry is, is ever turning it;
So turneth he himself, with great desire
’Gainst th’ wooers to devise some mischief fit.
Then Pallas came, and standing at his head
In woman’s shape, O wretched man, said she,
What makes you toss and turn so in your bed?

John Ogilby

1665 · Heroic couplets
As one a Pudding broiling on the Coals,
Well stuff’d with Fat and Blood, lest it should burn,
Ne’r lets it rest: so did he restless turn,
Contriving how the Suitors to destroy.
Pallas descending then from Seats of Joy,
Like a fair Lady, drawing near him, spake;
Why troubled thus keep’st thou thy self awake?

George Chapman

1615 · Heroic couplets
You have not tried
A fellow roasting of a pig before
A hasty fire, his belly yielding store
Of fat and blood, turn faster, labour more
To have it roast, and would not have it burn,
Than this and that way his unrest made turn
His thoughts and body, would not quench the fire,
And yet not have it heighten his desire
Past his discretion, and the fit enough
Of haste and speed, that went to all the proof
His well-laid plots and his exploits requir’d,
Since he, but one, to all their deaths aspir’d.
In this contention Pallas stoop’d from heav’n,
Stood over him, and had her presence giv’n
A woman’s form, who sternly thus began:
‘Why, thou most sour and wretched-fated man
Of all that breathe, yet liest thou thus awake?