James Duport, Job, 21.33

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[33] There he sleeps softly and in sweet slumber, and he will lie down gladly, and the clods of earth are sweet to him in the valleys; But we, wretched men, all the tribes of men, are sprinkled upon him, some before and others after; And around him stand countless feeble heads of the dead, as many as leaves and flowers come to be in season.

Job. James Duport. . .

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English (DeepSeek, 2026) (OCR draft) (English) (Machine-assisted English translation of James Duport's Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job.)

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Ἰώβ First1KGreek (Septuaginta. The Old Testament in Greek According to the Septuagint. Volume 2: I Chronicles-Tobit. Swete, Henry Barclay, editor. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1896.) — 21 focus

῾Υπολαβὼν δὲ Ἰὼβ λέγει

Ἀκούσατε, ἀκούσατέ μου τῶν λόγων,

ἴνα μὴ ᾖ μοι παρʼ ὑμῶν αὕτη ἡ παράκλησις.

ἄρατέ με, ἐγὼ δὲ λαλήσω,

κἶτ᾿ οὐ καταγελάσετέ μου.

τί γάρ μὴ ἀνθρώπου μου ἡ ἔλεγξις

ἤ διὰ τί οὐ θυμωθήσομαι

εἰσβλέψαντες εἰς ἐμὲ θαυμάσετε,

χεῖρα θέντες ἐπὶ σιαγόνι.

ἐάν τε γὰρ μνησθῶ, ἐσπούδακα,

ἔχουσιν δέ μου τὰς σάρκας ὀδύναι.

διὰ τί ἀσεβεῖς ζῶσιν,

πεπαλαίωνται δὲ καὶ ἐν πλούτῳ;

ὁ σπόρος αὐτῶν κατὰ ψυχὴν,

τὸ δὲ τέκνα αὐτῶν ἐν ὀφθαλμοῖς.

οἱ οἶκοι αὐτῶν εὐθηνοῦσιν, φόβος δὲ οὐδαμοῦ,

μάστιξ δὲ παρὰ Κυρίου οὐκ ἔστιν αὐτοῖς.

ἡ βοῦς αὐτῶν οὐκ ὠμοτόκησεν.

διεσώθη δὲ αὐτῶν ἐν γαστρὶ ἔχουσα καὶ οὐκ ἔσφαλεν.

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μένουσιν δὲ ὡς πρόβατα αἰώνια,

τὰ δὲ παιδία αὐτῶν προσπαίζουσιν·

ἀναλαβόντες ψαλτήριον καὶ κιθάραν

καὶ εὐφραίνονται φωνῇ ψαλμοῦ.

συνετέλεσαν δὲ ἐν ἀγαθοῖς τὸν βίον αὐτῶν,

ἐν δὲ ἀναπαύσει ᾂδου ἐκοιμήθησαν.

λέγει δὲ Κυρίῳ Ἀπόστα ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ, ὁδούς σου εἰδέναι οὐ

βούλομαι·

τἰ ἱκανὸς ὅτι δουλεύσομεν αὐτῷ;

καὶ τίς ὠφελία ὅτι ἀπαντήσομεν αὐτῷ;

ἐν χερσὶν γὰρ ἦν αὐτῶν τὰ ἀγαθά,

ἔργα δὲ ἀσεβῶν οὐκ ἐφορᾷ.

οὐ μὴν δὲ ἀλλὰ καὶ ἀσεβῶν λύχνος σβεσθήσεται,

ἐπελεύσεται δὲ αὐτοῖς ἡ καταστροφή,

ὠδίνες δὲ ἕξουσιν αὐτοὺς ἀπὸ ὀργῆς.

ἔσονται δὲ ὥσπερ ἄχυρα ὑπὸ ἀνέμου,

ἤ ὥσπερ κονιορτὸς ὅν ὑφείλατο λαῖλαψ.

ἐκλίποι υἱοὺς τὰ ὑπάρχοντα αὐτοῦ·

ἀνταποδώσει πρὸς αὐτὸν καὶ γνώσεται.

ἴδοισαν οἱ ὀφθαλμοὶ αὐτοῦ τὴν ἑαυτοῦ σφαγήν,

ἀπὸ δὲ Κυρίου μὴ διασωθείη·

ὅτι τὸ θέλημα αὐτοῦ ἐν ἴοκῳ αὐτοῦ μετʼ αὐτοῦ,

καὶ ἀριθμοὶ μηνῶν αὐτοῦ διῃρέθησαν.

πότερον οὐχὶ ὁ κύριός ἐστιν ὁ διδάσκων σύνεσιν καὶ

ἐπιστήμην ;

αὐτὸς δὲ φόνους διακρινεῖ.

οὗτος ἀποθανεῖται ἐν κράτει ἁπλοσύνης αὐτοῦ,

ὅλος δὲ εὐπαθῶν καὶ εὐθηνῶν,

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τὸ δὲ ἔγκατα αὐτοῦ πλήρη στέατος,

μυελὸς δὲ αὐτοῦ διαχεῖται·

ὁ δὲ τελευτῷ ὑπὸ πικρίας ψυχῆς. οὐφαγὼν οὐδὲν ἀγαθόν·

ὁμοθυμαδὸν δὲ ἐπὶ γῆς κοιμῶνται,

σαπρία δὲ αὐτοὺς ἐκάλυψεν.

ὥστε οἶδα ὑμᾶς ὅτι τόλμῃ ἐπίκεισθέ μοι,

ὥστε ἐρεῖτε Ποῦ ἐστιν οἶκος ἄρχοντος;

καὶ ποῦ ἐστιν ἡ σκέπη τῶν σκηνωμάτων τῶν ἀσεβῶν;

ἐραωτήσατε παραπορευομένους ὁδόν,

καὶ τὰ σημεῖα αὐτῶν οὐκ ἀπαλλοτριώσετε·

ὅτι εἰς ἡμέραν ἀπωλείας κουφίζεται ὁ πονηρός.

εἰς ἡμέραν ὀργῆς αὐτοῦ ἀπαχθήσονται.

τίς ἀπαγγελεῖ ἐπὶ προσώπου αὐτοῦ τὴν ὁδὸν αὐτοῦ;

καὶ ἃ αὐτὸς ἐποίησεν, τίς ἀνταποδώσει αὐτῷ;

καὶ αὐτὸς εἰς τάφους ἀπηνέχθη,

καὶ αὐτὸς ἐπὶ σωρῶν ἠγρύπνησεν.

ἐγλυκάνθησαν αὐτῷ χάλικες χειμάρρου.

καὶ ὀπίσω αὐτοῦ πᾶς ἄνθρωπος ἀπελεύσεται,

καὶ ἔμπροσθεν αὐτοῦ ἀναρίθμητοι.

πῶς δὲ παρακαλεῖτέ με κενά;

τὸ δὲ ἐμὲ καταπαύσασθαι ἀφʼ ὑμῶν οὐδέν.

Homeric Greek (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (James Duport, Threnothriambos: a Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 21.33.1 focus

Ἔνθ᾽ ὃ μὲν ἐν μαλακὸν καὶ νήδυμον ὕπνον ἀωτεῖ

Κείσεται ἀσπασίως, γλυκεραὶ δ᾽ οἱ ἐν ἄγκεσι βῶλοι·

Ἡμεῖς δ᾽ αὖ δειλοὶ αὐτὸν μέτα φῦλ᾽ ἀνθρώπων

Πάντες ἐπιπασσόμεθα, πρὸ μέν τ᾽ ἄλλ᾽, αὐτὰρ ἔπ᾽ ἄλλοι·

Ὡς τε περὶ αὐτῷ ἔσταν νεκύων ἀμενηνὰ κάρηνα

Μυρίοι, ὅσσά τε φύλλα καὶ ἄνθεα γίνεται ὥρῃ.

Translations (2)

Job Perseus (World English Bible. Revision of the American Standard Version of 1901. Rainbow Missions, Inc., 2000-2024.) — 21 focus

Then Job answered,

Listen diligently to my speech. Let this be your consolation.

Allow me, and I also will speak; After I have spoken, mock on.

As for me, is my complaint to man? Why shouldn’t I be impatient?

Look at me, and be astonished. Lay your hand on your mouth.

When I remember, I am troubled. Horror takes hold of my flesh.

Why do the wicked live, Become old, yes, and grow mighty in power?

Their child is established with them in their sight, Their offspring before their eyes.

Their houses are safe from fear, Neither is the rod of God upon them.

Their bulls breed without fail. Their cows calve, and don’t miscarry.

They send forth their little ones like a flock. Their children dance.

They sing to the tambourine and harp, And rejoice at the sound of the pipe.

They spend their days in prosperity. In an instant they go down to Sheol.

They tell God, Depart from us, For we don’t want to know about your ways.

What is the Almighty, that we should serve him? What profit should we have, if we pray to him?

Behold, their prosperity is not in their hand: The counsel of the wicked is far from me.

How often is it that the lamp of the wicked is put out? That their calamity comes on them? That God distributes sorrows in his anger?

That they are as stubble before the wind, As chaff that the storm carries away?

You say, God lays up his iniquity for his children. Let him recompense it to himself, that he may know it.

Let his own eyes see his destruction. Let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.

For what does he care for his house after him, When the number of his months is cut off?

Shall any teach God knowledge, Seeing he judges those who are high?

One dies in his full strength, Being wholly at ease and quiet.

His pails are full of milk. The marrow of his bones is moistened.

Another dies in bitterness of soul, And never tastes of good.

They lie down alike in the dust, The worm covers them.

Behold, I know your thoughts, The devices with which you would wrong me.

For you say, Where is the house of the prince? Where is the tent in which the wicked lived?

Haven’t you asked wayfaring men? Don’t you know their evidences,

That the evil man is reserved to the day of calamity? That they are led forth to the day of wrath?

Who shall declare his way to his face? Who shall repay him what he has done?

Yet shall he be borne to the grave, Men shall keep watch over the tomb.

The clods of the valley shall be sweet to him. All men shall draw after him, As there were innumerable before him.

So how can you comfort me with nonsense, Seeing that in your answers there remains only falsehood?

Latin (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (Duport's facing Latin translation of his Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 21.33.1 focus

Ibi hic quidem mollem & jucundum ſomnum carpens

Jacebit lubenter, dulces autem ei in convallibus glebæ erunt;

Nos autem miſeri poſt eum gentes hominum

Omnes tractim-ſequemur; antè quidem alii, poſt verò alii;

Sicut ante eum erant mortuorum debilia capita,

Innumeri, quot folia & flores naſcuntur vere.

James Duport Job 21.33

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