There wasn’t much left, so I went ahead and did it quickly. The whole poem of “The Judgment Day II” is now online. 

There’s really not too much more left to do — pretty much cleaned up the Exeter Book, there’s about eight more Meters of Boethius left to do There’s one poem I’ve been avoiding, and that’s “The Riming Poem” — no idea how I would even do justice to that one, but I guess it’s up to me to try. Not much else except a bunch of minor poems (“Waldere A&B” and “The Finnsburh Fragment” come to mind). I think I’d have to be pretty hard up to try my hand at the Paris Psalter, though that’s more than 5,000 lines in the corpus. It feels weird to be coming up onto the end of my translation labors.

My chair thinks that the complete collection of translations bound into several spiral-bound packets would be impressive in my tenure box, so I made the print-outs this week. There must a thousand pages there, at least. I’d say that’s pretty impressive, to say the least.