عَجَّ العَجاجُ وكانَ أَوَّلَ طاعِنٍ

أَنطِيلُخٌ بِطَلائِعِ الطُّروادِ

The eager one urged on and was the first attacker

An Mycenaean with the vanguards of the Trojans

طَعَنَ ابنَ ثالسياسَ إِيخُوفُولُساً

في خُوذَةٍ سُبِكَت لِصَدِّ صِعادِ

He stabbed the son of Telephus, Echepolus

In a helmet forged to ward off blows

نفَذَ السِّنانُ بِفَودِهِ لِدِماغِهِ

فَانغَضَّ طَرفاهُ بِغَيرِ رَشَادِ

The spear penetrated through his temple to his brain

And his eyelids closed without guidance

في ساحَةِ الهَيجَاءَِ كالطَّودِ ارتَمَى

فأَغَذَّ اَلفِينُورُ بالإسآدِ

In the raging battle he fell like a towering mountain

And the dust rose with the fallen

واجَتَرَّهُ مِن أَخمَصَيهِ لِخَلوَةٍ

يَبغي استِلابَ سِلاحِهِ الوَقَّادِ

And he dragged him from his heels to a secluded place

Seeking to seize his burning weapons

ما نالَ إِلاَّ خَيبَةً وبِدَارُهُ

في الحِينِ عادَ عَلَيهِ شَرَّ مَعَادِ

But he only met with disappointment, and in that moment

The worst of fates befell him

فَالتُّرسُ مالَ بِمَيلِهِ عَن خَصمِهِ

وهُناكَ آغِينُورُ بالمِرصادِ

For his shield slipped away from his opponent

And there was Agenor lying in wait

فانقَضَّ يَطعَنُهُ بأَسمَرَ عاسِلٍ

فَلَواهُ مَطرُوحاً كَلِيلَ فُؤَادِ

He pounced to stab him with his dark spear

And struck him down feeble and faint­hearted

فَاشتَدَّ مُعترَكُ الجُيُوشِ مُغِيرَةً

كالذِّئبِ أَفرَادٌ عَلى أَفرادِ

So the clash of armies grew violent

Like solitary wolves upon solitary wolves

فسَطا أَياسُ على ابنش أَنثِيمِيُّنٍ

يَفَعٌ تَرعرَعَ فانبَرى لِطَرادِ

Then Ajax spread over his son Anthemion

A young shoot grown up for the chase

نَسَباً لِسموِيسٍ دُعِي سِموِيسساً

مُذ فازَ في شاطِيهِ بالميلادِ

Named after Simoeis since he was victorious

On its banks from the time of his birth

زَمَناً أَتى من طَودِ إِيذا أَهلُهُ

لِيرَوا قِطاعَهُمُ بِذَاكَ الوادي

A time came when his kin from Mount Ida

Came to see their land in that valley

ما نالَ أًهلُوهُ جَزاءَ عَنَائِهِم

وقَضى الحَيَاةَ قصِيرَةَ الآمادِ

But his kin did not get a reward for their troubles

And he lived a short lifetime

بِقَنا ابنِ تِيلاَمُونَ قُوِّضَ عَيشُهُ

لمَّا عَلا بالقَومِ وَقعُ جِلادِ

By the spear of Telamonian Ajax his livelihood was destroyed

When calamity befell the people with the blows of swords

خَرَقَ السِّنانُ لِمَنكِبَيهِ صَدرَهُ

كَدَمَ الحَضِيضَ مُذَبَّلَ الأَورَادِ

The spear gashed his shoulders and his chest

Like the withering of meadow flowers

مُلقىً حَكى صَفصَافَةً مَمشُوقَةً

والرَّأسُ غَضٌّ يانِعُ الأَفنادِ

Lying discarded, he resembled a chopped branch

And his head still shapely budded

رَبِيَت عَلى عَذبِ المِيَاهِ فَقُطِّعَت

آصَالُها بِقَوَاطِعِ الحَدَّادِ

Raised on sweet water, then hacked apart

By the blades of blacksmiths

مِنها يَرُومُ عِجَالَ مَركَبَةٍ زَهَت

فَتَجِفُّ مُلقاةً عَلى الأَجدَادِ

From it the felloes of a gilded chariot were made

Left to dry out on tree trunks

فَرَمَى ابنُ فِريامَ الفتى أَنطِيفُسٌ

بِقَناتِهِ للقاتِلِ المُرتادِ

Then the son of Priam, the brave Antiphus,

Threw his spear at the expected killer

فَنَبَت ولَكِن أُنفِذَت في لُوقُسٍ

ذي البَأسِ صَاحِبِ أُوذِسَ الشَّدَّادِ

But it was in vain, spent on the mighty Leucus

Of Odysseys, firm in combat

قد كانَ يَحتَمِلُ القَتِيلَ لِسَلبِهِ

فَمَضَت بِحالِبهِ كَوَري زِنادِ

Who was carrying the corpse to despoil it

So his greed, like a heavy bag, weighed him down

سَقَطَ القَتِيلُ ِإلى الحَضِيضِ ولوقُسٌ

وَرَدَ الرَّدى من جُملَةِ الوُرَّادِ

The corpse fell to the ground, and Leucus

Returned destruction to the group of marauders

فَانقَضَّ بالزَّرَدِ المُؤَلَّقِ أُوذِسٌ

لِطِلابِ ثًأرِ أَلِيفهِ وَذِيادِ

Then, armed with the linked corslet, Odysseus

Charged for blood vengeance for his fallen comrade

قَصَدَ الطَّلائِعَ دانياً مُتَشَوِّفاً

وأَطارَ صِعدتَهُ على الأَجنادِ

Heading eagerly for the vanguard

And routing their ranks in the meadow

فَتَبعثَرُوا لَكِنَّها سُلكَى مَضَت

وأَطارَ صِعدَتَهُ على الأَجنادِ

But they were scattered, and the hooked arrows sped

To Deïcoön with quivers calling out

فتَبعثَرُوا لَكِنَّها سُلكَى مَضَت

لِذِمِيكُوُونٍ بالحُتُوفِ تُنَادِي

An offspring of Priam came from Abydos

نَغلٌ لِفِريامٍ أَتى مِن آبِذُس

يَجرِي الَيهِ عَلى سِراعِ جِيادِ

Running to him with the speed of steeds

And it crashed into his temples, and he wandered in darkness

وَخضَت بِصُدغَيهِ فَراحَ مُجندَلاً

بِصَلاصِلٍ تَحتَ السِّلاحِ شِدادِ

With ringing in his ears beneath the weapons

The Trojans fled back in retreat

نَكَصَ الطَّرَاوِدُ لِلوَراءِ تَقَهقُراً

وكذاكَ هَكطُرُ عُمدَةُ الأَمجادِ

As did Hector, champion of champions

And the Greeks advanced between battle cries

وتَقَدَّمَ الإغرِيقُ بَينَ هَلاهِلٍ

وسَعَوا بِجَمعِ مُشَتَّتِ الأَجسَادِ

And sought to gather the scattered bodies

From high Pergamos Apollo saw

مِن فَوقِ فِرغامٍ أَفُلُّونٌ رَأَى

فَدَعاهُمُ لِتصلُّبٍ وعِنادِ

And called them to stand firm and show endurance:

يا قَومَ إِليُونَ الكِرَامَ تَقَدَّمُوا

فَلَقَد دَعا داعي الرَّدى البَدَّادِ

"O people of Ilium, go forward

For the caller of havoc, the pitiless one, has called

لا تَستَذَِلُّوا فالعِدى لَيسُوا مِنَ ال

فُولاذِ والجُلمُودِ يَومَ جِلادِ

Do not be disgraced, for the enemy are not

Made of steel and stubbornness on the day of combat

لِيَكِلَّ وَقعُ نِصاَلِكُم وَقنيِّكُم

وأَخِيلُ لَيسَ بِجُملَةِ الأَعدادِ

Let the impact of your spears and arrows land

For Achilles is not with them in number

ما زالَ بَينَ الفُلكِ مُحتَدِماً عَلى

ما نالَهُ مِن شِدَّةِ الأَضدادِ

He still rages between the ships, enraged

At the severity of these adversities"

وبِجَحفَلِ الإِغرِيقِ آثينا انبَرَت

بَينَ الصُّفُوفِ بِعَزمِها المُعتادِ

And at the cry of the Greeks the people of Athens charged

Between the ranks with their customary resolve

راحَت تَهِيجُ نُفُوسَهُم وتُثِيرُها

وتَحُثُّ ذا الإِمسَاكِ والتَّردَادِ

They began to provoke their spirits and rouse them

And urge on those hesitating and holding back

وإِذا بِصَخرٍ مِن يَدَي فِيرُوُّسٍ

مَولَى الثّراقَةِ بالأغارِقِ غادِي

And then a boulder thrown from the hands of Pherous

فأَصَابَ رِجلَ ذِيُورُسٍبِشَظِيَّةٍ

سُحِقَت فَمَدَّ يَدَيهِ لاستنِجَادِ

Loyal squire of the Thracians going forth

Struck the leg of Deïochus with shards

للأَرضِ أُلقِيَ يَستَغِيثُ بِقَومِهِ

لَكِنَّ فِيرُؤُس تَقَدَّمَ عادِي

That crushed it, so he stretched out his hands calling for help

He was thrown to the ground calling to his people

أَحشَاءَهُ بالرُّمحِ شَقَّ فَمُزِّقَت

وَعَلى الرِّمالِ بدَت لَدى الأَندادِ

But Pherous advanced in attack

He ripped open his guts with the spear, and they spilled out

فعَدا ثُوَاسُ على العَدُوِّ بِطَعنَةٍ

يَبغي انتِقاماً واري الأَحقادِ

And lay on the sand for all to see

Then Thoas charged the foe with a stab

وَلَجَت بأَعلى ثَدِيهِ في صَدرِهِ

وَقَفَت عَلى رِئَةٍ بِنَصلٍ بادي

Seeking vengeance, full of burning hatred

It entered his upper chest and into his heart

فَدَنا وأَخرَجَها وسَلَّ حُسَامَهُ

وبِجَوفِهِ واراهُ غَيرَ مُمَادِ

Stopping with its blade showing

He approached and pulled it out and drew his sword

نالَ المُرادَ بِسَلبِ نُورِ حَياتِهِ

وبِكَسبِ سَلبٍ لَم يَفُز بِمُرَادِ

And hid his corpse without delay

He got what he wanted by robbing the light of his life

فَذَوُوهُ مَن وُسِمُوا بعَقصِ غَدَائِرٍ

طَلَبُوهُ مُندَفِعينَ للأندَادِ

But did not win any gains from what he plundered

Then his relatives, marked by misfortune

فَنشَاطُهُ وثَبَاتُهُ ما أَغنَيا

أَن عادَ مُنثِينياً بِغَيرِ تَهادي

Charged for him, rushing at the enemy

But his vigor and steadfastness did not avail

فكذَا ثَوى النِّدَّانِ مَولَى إِيفيا

وثِراقَةٍ قَتلاً بِذاكَ النَّادي

That he returned, carried without resistance

So perished the lord of the Trhacians and Epia

وَعَلَيهِما تَنهالُ مِن قَومَيهمَا

أَجسَادُ قَتلَى باشتِباكِ أَعادي

Murdered in that ravine

And upon them the bodies of their slain people fell

لَو كانَ بَينَ صُفُوفِهِم راءٍ يَرى

ويَجُولُ بَينض مَواقِفِ الأَشهادِ

In the entanglement with the enemy

If one with vision had walked among their ranks

وَوَقتهُ فالاسُ الحُتُوفَ وقد مضى

مُتَوَشِّحاً مِن حِفظِها بِبِجِادِ

And wandered between the positions of the fallen

He would have seen the ravages of weapons and breaches

لَرَأى الحِرَابَ نَوَافِذاَ وخَوَارِقاً

ورَاَى السِّهامَ غَوادِياً وصَوَادي

And lines of arrows traveling and descending

And terror intensified, and evil elaborated

والهَولُ شُدِّدَ والتَّفَنُّنُ مُحكَمٌ

لا تَعتَرِيهِ لَومَةُ النُّقَّادِ

Free from the criticisms of censors

And the face of the earth was clothed in currents of blood

وَكَسا أَدِيمَ الأَرضِ تَيَّارُ الدِّما

وعَدِبدُ قَتلاَهُم بِلا تَعدَادِ

And waves of their dead, beyond counting