Thursday, July 12, 2012


I think I've had just about enough of this lineation for the translation. There doesn't feel like there is any poetic transformation in what I've done and the rhythm just isn't right. Once I've finished rendering the whole poem, I am going to recast the lines so they satisfy my sense of flow and tension.


Then the Eternal Lord was upon the earth
forty days, followed by the people,
revealed to mankind, before he would bring
the Holy Ghost to the heavenly realm,
the Chief of the City-Folk into that famous creation.
He mounted up into heaven, the Shaper of Angels,
the Wielder of Hosts. Then came the voice of the skies,
holy from heaven. Amidst it was the hand of God,
receiving that Free-Lord, and leading him forth
into the holy home, the Prince of Heaven.
Crowds of angels fluttered about him
by the thousands. (557-68a)

Then it happened thus,
when the Savior Christ yet spoke that
he would in about ten nights strengthen
his disciples, his twelve apostles, with the grace of his spirit.
Then he had established uncountable souls,
the Living God. One of these was Judas,
who had earlier sold out the Bright One as a sacrifice,
the Saving Lord. That deed prospered him little,
after he had betrayed the Child of the Sovereign
for silver treasures. The wretched monster
darkly requited him that inside hell. (568b-78)

The Son now sits at his Father’s right hand.
He doles out every day, the Lord of Armies,
help and salvation to all the children of men
throughout middle-earth. That is known to many
that he alone is the Wright and Master
of all creation through his glorious craft.
The Sovereign sits in heaven with the prophets
and holy angels. The Child of Glory keeps
his own throne surrounded by the skies. (579-87)

Lead us there to the light through his leechcraft,
where we might ourselves be seated with the Lord,
upwards among the angels, and keep that same light
where his holy household now dwells,
living in delight—where the fruits of glory
are brightly revealed. Let us think well
so that we obey eagerly the Savior,
be pleasing to Christ. There is a life more excellent
than we may ever acquire here on earth. (588-96)

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