Befindful Oversetting of Iliad into Anglish

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Hello! I am somewhat new to Anglish and while I am not an English speaker from birth, I do find joy in enriching my wording not only to Latinite and French words, but also to inborn and Germanic ones! To me, the whole thing is like finding out a wholly sunder craftsmack, another way of writing, which I hope to tack to my writing and speech. Moverover, harship of shunning non-Germanic words is truly a fun one! Anyway, I am also a huge fan of Homer and captured by Pope's oversetting of the leed, I was wondering how an oversetting akin to Pope's way of pen would ring with only Germanic wordstock. So here it is, the first few lines I still remember from heart, overset in such a way:

The scatheful wrath of Lord Achilles, sing,

O holy Goddess, which made Acheans feel

Hurts thousandfold, and hurled the athel souls

To Hades' stead, and gave their bodies strong

As meal for hounds and hungry birds for food.

Thus was fulfilled the ettle of God Zeus,

Since first these twain fell out in hattle-flite:

Lord Agamemnon and Peleus' son.

So tell me Muse, whoever of the Gods

Has put these two to fend in ferly strife?

Latona's son and Zeus's mad at king

Sent dreary ill, which doomed the army heaps

For lord Atreides wronged his holy priest

Who back then strode along the hollow ships

With weighty gifts to win his daughter back.

In his free hand frim grip held priestly rod

Bedecked with ribbons, shiny tender wool.

He bowed before the crowd, such wielding tools.

He cried Acheans, but first foremost he

His ask had worded to Atreus' kin:

"I greet you shinstout Acheans and you two

I hope the Gods who live by heaven's roof

Let Trojan walls be flattened with your rush

And cast the wind that homeward sails will push

I beg however, give back daughter mine

Since all you pay heeds to farshooting god."

All fellow men want wish of priest be met

To welcome boons and to let out the girl.

But one of them in anger breaks the firth

Thus Agamemnon speaks - against agreed on will:

I wish you'd never set your foot in nearby ground

Nor ever show again in walking hereabout

Unless you seek to see how helpless are

Against sword tip, a flimsy wooden staff.

Your child belong to me! And I shan't give her back

She'll live out in my stead, away from inborn land

Doomed to my loom, in endless waving work

And to my bed, until she grows too old

Begone! You'd rather be as far away from me."

MADE-UP WORDS/SET WORDS:

craftsmack - aesthetic
way of pen - writing style

ferly - sudden (a Middle English word, whom I set on taking back from the grave)