James Duport, Job, 40.8

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[8] O sir, will you really now make my counsels vain idle things? But do you really think my sharp mind and purpose cannot pass by a cowardly mortal, nor catch him out? Will you indeed justify yourself, judging against me?

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.) — 40 focus

Ἔτι δὲ ὑπολαβὼν ὁ κύριος εἶπεν τῷ Ἰὼβ ἐκ τοῦ νέφους

Μή, ἀλλὰ ζῶσαι ὥσπερ ἀνὴρ τὴν ὀσφύν σου.

ἐρωτήσω δέ σε, σὺ δέ μοι ἀπόκριναι·

μὴ ἀποποιοῦ μου τὸ κρίμα.

οἴει δέ με ἄλλως σοι κεχρηματικέναι ἡ ἵνα ἀναφανῇς δίκαιος

ἣ βραχίων σοί ἐστιν κατὰ τοῦ κυρίου,

ἢ φωνῇ κατʼ αὐτοῦ βροντᾶς;

ἀνάλαβε δὴ ὕψος καὶ δύναμιν.

δόξαν δὲ καὶ τιμὴν ἀμφίεσαι.

ἀπόστειλον δὲ ἀγγέλους ὀργῇ.

πᾶν δὲ ὑβριστὴν ταπείνωσον,

ὑπερήφανον δὲ σβέσον·

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σῆψον δὲ ἀσεβεῖς παραχρῆμα.

κρύψον δὲ εἰς γῆν ὁμοθυμαδόν,

τὰ δὲ πρόσωπα αὐτῶν ἀτιμίας ἔμπλησον·

ὁμολογήσω ὅτι δύναται ἡ δεξιά σου σῶ

ἀλλὰ δὴ ἰδοὺ δὴ θηρία παρὰ σοί, χόρτον ἴσα βουσὶν

ἐσθίουσιν.

ἰδοὸ δὴ ἰσχὺς αὐτοῦ ἐπʼ ὀσφύι.

ἡ δὲ δύναμις ἐπʼ ὀμφαλοῦ γαστρός·

ἔστησεν οὐρὰν ὡς κυπάρισσον,

τὰ δὲ νεῦρα αὐτοῦ συμπέπλεκται·

αἱ πλευραὶ αὐτοῦ πλευραὶ χάλκειαι,

ἡ δὲ ῥάχις αὐτοῦ σίδηρος χυτός.

τοῦτ᾿ ἔστιν ἀρχὴ πλάσματος Κυρίου, πεποιημένον ἐνκαταπαίζεσθαι

ὑπὸ τῶν ἀγγέλων αὐτοῦ.

ἐπελθὰλν δὲ ἐπʼ ὄρος ἀκρότομον ἐποίησεν χαρμονὴν τετρά-

ποσιν ἐν τῷ ταρτάρῳ·

ὑπὸ παντοδαπὰ δένδρα κοιμᾶται.

§παρὰ πάπυρον καὶ κάλαμον καὶ βούτομον·

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σκιάζονται δὲ ἐν αὐτῷ δένδρα μεγάλα σὺν ῥαδάμνοις. καὶ

κλῶνες ἀγροῦ.

ἐὰν γένηται πλήμμυρα. οὐ μὴ ασθηθῆ,

πέποιθευ ὅτι προσκρούσει ὁ Ἰορδάνης εἰς τὸ στόμα αὐτοῦ·

ἐν τῷ ὀφθαλμῷ αὐτοῦ δέξεται αὐτόν

ἐνσκολιευόμενος τρήσει ῤῖνα;

ἄξεις δὲ δράκοντα ἐν ἀγκίστοῳ.

περιθήσεις δὲ φορβεάν περὶ ῥἴνα αὐτοῦ;

εἰ δήσεις κρίκον ἐν τῷ μυκτῆρι αὐτοῦ,

ψελίῳ δὲ τρυπήσεις τὸ χεῖλος αὐτοῦς

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λαλήσει δέ σοι δεήσει, ἱκετηρίᾳ μαλακῶς

θήσεται διαθήκην μετὰ σοῦ;

λήμψῃ δὲ αὐτὸν δοῦλον αἰώνιον;

παίξῃ δὲ ἐν αὐτῷ ὥσπερ ὀρνέῳ, ἢ δήσεις αὐτὸν ὥσπερ

στρουθίον παιδίῳς

ἐνσιτοῦνται δὲ ἐν αὐτῷ ἔθνη,

μεριτεύονται δὲ αὐτὸν Φοινίκων ἔθνη;

χῆν δὲ πλωτὸν συνελθὸν οὐ μὴ ἐνέγκαοσιν βύρσαν μίαν

οὐρᾶς αὐτοῦ,

καὶ ἐν πλοίοις ἀλιέαων κεφαλὴν αὐτοῦ.

ἐπιθήσει δὲ αὐτῷ χείρα, μνησθεὶς πόλεμον τὸν γινόμενον ἐν

σώματι αὐτοῦ.

Homeric Greek (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (James Duport, Threnothriambos: a Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 40.8.1 focus

Δαιμόνι', ἦ ῥά νύ μοι ἀνεμώλια κείματα θήσεις;

Ἀλλὰ μάλ' ἔμπως ὀξὺν ἐμὸν νόον ἠδὲ μενοινὴν

Οὔτε παρεξελθεῖν δειλὸν βροτὸν, ὔθ' ἁλιῶσαι.

Ἦ σε δικαιώσεις αὐτὸν κατ' ἐμεῖο δικάζων;

Translations (2)

Job Perseus (World English Bible. Revision of the American Standard Version of 1901. Rainbow Missions, Inc., 2000-2024.) — 40 focus

Moreover Yahweh answered Job,

Shall he who argues contend with the Almighty? He who argues with God, let him answer it.

Then Job answered Yahweh,

Behold, I am of small account. What shall I answer you? I lay my hand on my mouth.

I have spoken once, and I will not answer; Yes, twice, but I will proceed no further.

Then Yahweh answered Job out of the whirlwind,

Now brace yourself like a man. I will question you, and you will answer me.

Will you even annul my judgment? Will you condemn me, that you may be justified?

Or have you an arm like God? Can you thunder with a voice like him?

Now deck yourself with excellency and dignity. Array yourself with honor and majesty.

Pour forth the fury of your anger. Look on everyone who is proud, and bring him low.

Look on everyone who is proud, and humble him. Crush the wicked in their place.

Hide them in the dust together. Bind their faces in the hidden place.

Then I will also admit to you That your own right hand can save you.

See now, behemoth, which I made as well as you. He eats grass as an ox.

Look now, his strength is in his loins, His force is in the muscles of his belly.

He moves his tail like a cedar: The sinews of his thighs are knit together.

His bones are like tubes of brass. His limbs are like bars of iron.

He is the chief of the ways of God. He who made him gives him his sword.

Surely the mountains bring him forth food, Where all the animals of the field do play.

He lies under the lotus trees, In the covert of the reed, and the marsh.

The lotuses cover him with their shade. The willows of the brook surround him.

Behold, if a river overflows, he doesn’t tremble. He is confident, though the Jordan swells even to his mouth.

Shall any take him when he is on the watch, Or pierce through his nose with a snare?

Latin (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (Duport's facing Latin translation of his Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 40.8.1 focus

Miſer, túne mea irrita judicia reddes?

Sed nullo-modo fas-eſt meam mentem nec cogitationem

Aut prætergredi miſerum mortalem, aut fruſtrari.

Vel num juſtificabis teipſum me condemnans?

James Duport Job 40.8

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