Job. James Duport. . .
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Who knows the unspeakable number of the rain-bearing clouds?
Or who tilts the heavenly water-jars, pregnant with waters, so that they may not sprinkle the fields with ambrosial drops, when the fiery-bright pillar flashes?
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English (DeepSeek, 2026) (OCR draft) (English) (Machine-assisted English translation of James Duport's Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job.)
Provisional text from uncorrected OCR; expect errors.
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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.) — 38 focus
Μετὰ δὲ τὸ παύσασθαι Ἐλιοῦν τῆς λέξεως εἶπεν ὁ κύριος τῷ
Ἰὼβ διὰ λαἰλαπος καὶ νεφῶν
Τἰς οὗτος ὁ κρύπτων με βουλήν,
συνέχων δὲ ῥήματα ἐν καρδία, ἐμὲ δὲ οἴεται κρύπτειν;
ζῶσαι ὥσπερ ἀνὴρ τὴν ὀσφύν σου.
ἐρωτήσω δέ, σὺ δέ μοι ἀποκρίθητι.
ποῦ ἧς ἐν τῷ θεμελιοῦν με τὴν γῆν;
ἀπάγγειλον δέ μοι, εἰ ἐπίστῃ σύνεσιν.
τις ἔθτο τὰ μέτρα αὐτῆς, εἰ οἶδας;
ἢ τίς ὁ ἐπαγαγὼν σπαρτίον ἐπʼ αὐτῆς;
ἐπὶ τίος οἱ κρίκοι αὐτῆς πεπήγασινς
τἰς δέ ἐστιν ὁ βαλὼν λίθον γωνιαῖον ἐπʼ αὐτῆς;
ὅτε ἐγενήθησαν ἄστρα, ᾔνεσάν με φωνῇ μεγάλῃ πάντες ἄγγελοί
μου.
ἔφραξα δὲ θάλασσαν πύλαις, ὅτε ἐμαίμασσεν ἐκ κοιλίας
μητρὸς αὐτὴ ἐκπορευομένη·
ἐθέμην δὲ αὐτῇ νέφος ἀμφἰασιν.
ὁμἰχλῃ δὲ αὐτὴν ἐσπαργάνωσα·
ἐθέμην δὲ αὐτῇ ὅρια, περιθεὶς κλεῖθρα καὶ πύλας·
εἶπα δὲ αὐτῇ Μέχρι τούτου ἐλεύσῃ, καὶ οὐχ ὑπερβήσῃ,
ἀλλ ἐν σεαυτῇ συντριβήσεταί σου τὰ κύματα.
ἡ ἐπὶ σοῦ συντέταχα φέγγος πρωινόν,
ἑωσφόρος δὲ ἴδεν τὴν ἑαυτοῦ τάξιν,
ἐπύλαβέσθαι πτερύγων γῆς,
ἐκτινάξαι ἀσεβεῖς ἐξ αὐτῆς
ἢ σὺ λαβὼν γῆν πηλὸν ἔπλασας ζῶον,
καὶ λαλητὸν αὐτὸν ἔθου ἐπὶ γῆς;
ἀφεῖλας δὲ ἀπὸ ἀσεβῶν τὸ φῶς,
βραχίονα δὲ ὑπερηφάνων συνέτριψας;
ᾖλθες δὲ ἐπὶ πηγὴν θαλάσσης,
ἐν δὲ ἵχνεσιν ἀβύσσου περιεπάτησας
ἀνοἰγονται δέ σοι φόβῳ πύλαι θανάτου,
πυλωροὶ δὲ ἄδου ἰδόντες σε ἔπτηξαν;
νενουθέτησαι δὲ τὸ εὖρος τῆς ὑπʼ οὐρανόν; ἀνάγγειλον δή μοι
πόση τίς ἐστιν.
ποἰᾳ δὲ γῆ αὐλἰζεται τὸ φῶς,
σκότους δὲ ποῖος ὁ τόπος;
εἰ ἀγάγοις με εἰς ὄρια αὐτῶν;
εἰ δὲ καὶ ἐπίστασαι τρίβους αὐτῶν
οἶδα ἄρα ὅτι τότε γεγέννησαι,
ἀριθμὸς δὲ ἐτῶν σου πολύς.
ἦλθες δὲ ἐπὶ θησαυροὺς χιόνος,
θησαυροὺς δὲ χαλάζης ἑόρακας;
ἀπόκειται δέ σοι εἰς ὥραν ἐχθρῶν,
εἰς ἡμέραν πολέμων καὶ μάχης;
πόθεν δὲ ἐκπορεύεται πάχνη,
ἢ διασκεδάννυται νότος εἰς τὴν ὑπʼ οὐρανόν;
τἰς δὲ ἡτοἴμασεν ὑετῷ λάβρῳ ῥύσιν,
ὁδὸν δὲ κυδοιμῶν,
τοῦ ὑετίσαι ἐπὶ γῆν οὗ οὐκ ἀνήρ,
ἔρημον οὗ οὐχ ὑπάρχει ἄνθρωπος ἐν αὐτῇ,
τοῦ χορτάσαι ἄβατον καὶ ἀοίκητον,
καὶ τοῦ ἐκβλαστῆσαι ἔξοδον χλόης;
τἰς ἐστιν ὑετοῦ πατήρ;
τίς δέ ἐστιν ὁ τετοκὼς βώλους δρόσου;
ἐκ γαστρὸς δὲ τίνος ἐκπορεύεται ὁ κρύσταλλος;
πάχνην δὲ ἐν οὐρανῷ τίς τέτοκεν
ἢ καταβαίνει ὥσπερ ὕδωρ ῥέον;
πρόσωπον δὲ ἀσεβοῦς τἰς ἔπτηξεν;
συνῆκας δὲ δεσμὸν Πλειάδος,
καὶ φραγμὸν Ὠρἰωνος ἤνοιξας
ἢ διανοίξεις Μαζουρὼθ ἐν καιρῷ αὐτοῦ,
καὶ Ἕσπερον ἐπὶ κόμης αὐτοῦ, ἄξεις αὐτά
ἐπίστασαι δὲ τροπὰς οὐρανοῦ
ἢ τὰ ὑπʼ οὐρανὸν ὁμοθυμαδὸν γινόμενα;
καλέσεις δὲ νέφος φωνῇ, καὶ τρόμῳ ὕδατος λάβρῳ ὑπακούσε-
ταί σου;
ἀποστελεῖς δὲ κεραυνοὺς καὶ πορεύσονται
ἐροῦσν δέ σοι Τί ἐστιν;
τίς δὲ ἔδωκεν γυναιξὶν ὑφάσματος σοφίαν ἢ ποικιλτικὴν ἐπι-
στήμηνς
τίς δὲ ὁ ἀριθμῶν νέφη σοφίᾳ.
οὐρανὸν δὲ εἰς γἢν ἔκλαενς
κέχυται δὲ ὥσπερ γῆ κονία.
κεκόλληκα δὲ αὐτὸν ὥσπερ λίθῳ κύβον.
θηρεύσεις δὲ λέουσν βοράν,
ψυχὰς δὲ δρακόντων ἐμπλήσεις
δεδοικόσιν γὰρ ἐν κοίταις αὐτῶν,
κάθηνται δὲ ἐν ὕλαις ἐνεδρεύοντες
τἰς δὲ ἡτοίμασεν κόρακι βοράν;
νεοσσοὶ γὰρ αὐτοῦ πρὸς Κύριον κεκράγασιν, πλανώμενοι τὰ
σῖτα ζητοῦντες.
Homeric Greek (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (James Duport, Threnothriambos: a Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 38.37 focus
Ὀμβροτόκων νεφέων τίς ἀθέσφατον οἶδεν ἀριθμόν;
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Ἦ τίς ἐπουρανίους ὑδάτων ἐγκύμονας ἀσκοὺς
Ἔγχανδα, ἵνα μή τι καταβρέξωσιν ἀρούρας
Στάγμασιν ἀμβροσίοισι, κίων ὅτε λάμψε πυραυγής;
Translations (2)
Job Perseus (World English Bible. Revision of the American Standard Version of 1901. Rainbow Missions, Inc., 2000-2024.) — 38 focus
Then Yahweh answered Job out of the whirlwind,
Who is this who darkens counsel By words without knowledge?
Brace yourself like a man, For I will question you, then you answer me!
Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Declare, if you have understanding.
Who determined the measures of it, if you know? Or who stretched the line on it?
Whereupon were the foundations of it fastened? Or who laid its cornerstone,
When the morning stars sang together, And all the sons of God shouted for joy?
Or who shut up the sea with doors, When it broke forth from the womb,
When I made clouds the garment of it, Thick darkness a swaddling-band for it,
Marked out for it my bound, Set bars and doors,
And said,
Here you may come, but no further; Here shall your proud waves be stayed?
Have you commanded the morning in your days, And caused the dawn to know its place;
That it might take hold of the ends of the earth, And shake the wicked out of it?
It is changed as clay under the seal, And stands forth as a garment.
From the wicked, their light is withheld, The high arm is broken.
Have you entered into the springs of the sea? Or have you walked in the recesses of the deep?
Have the gates of death been revealed to you? Or have you seen the gates of the shadow of death?
Have you comprehended the earth in its breadth? Declare, if you know it all.
What is the way to the dwelling of light? As for darkness, where is the place of it,
That you should take it to the bound of it, That you should discern the paths to the house of it?
Surely you know, for you were born then, And the number of your days is great!
Have you entered the treasuries of the snow, Or have you seen the treasures of the hail,
Which I have reserved against the time of trouble, Against the day of battle and war?
By what way is the lightning distributed, Or the east wind scattered on the earth?
Who has cut a channel for the flood water, Or the path for the thunderstorm;
To cause it to rain on a land where no man is; On the wilderness, in which there is no man;
To satisfy the waste and desolate ground, To cause the tender grass to spring forth?
Does the rain have a father? Or who fathers the drops of dew?
Out of whose womb came the ice? The gray frost of the sky, who has given birth to it?
The waters become hard like stone, When the surface of the deep is frozen.
Can you bind the cluster of the Pleiades, Or loosen the cords of Orion?
Can you lead forth the constellations in their season? Or can you guide the Bear with her cubs?
Do you know the laws of the heavens? Can you establish the dominion of it over the earth?
Can you lift up your voice to the clouds, That abundance of waters may cover you?
Can you send forth lightnings, that they may go? Do they report to you,
Here we are?
Who has put wisdom in the inward parts? Or who has given understanding to the mind?
Who can number the clouds by wisdom? Or who can pour out the bottles of the sky,
When the dust runs into a mass, And the clods of earth stick together?
Can you hunt the prey for the lioness, Or satisfy the appetite of the young lions,
When they crouch in their dens, And lie in wait in the thicket?
Who provides for the raven his prey, When his young ones cry to God, And wander for lack of food?
Latin (James Duport, 1676) (OCR draft) Experimental (Duport's facing Latin translation of his Homeric Greek verse paraphrase of Job (1676).) — 38.37 focus
Imbriferarum nubium quis ingentem novit numerum?
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Vel quis cœleſtes aquis gravidos utres
Cohibuit, ut nec omnino irrigent agros
Stillicidiis dulcibus, canis cùm fulſerit rutilus;