If this is a return visit, please reload to see
Ares, exceeding in strength, chariot-rider, golden-helmed, doughty in heart, shield-bearer,
Saviour of cities, harnessed in bronze, strong of arm, unwearying, mighty with the spear,
O defence of Olympus,
father of warlike Victory,
ally of Themis,
stern governor of the rebellious,
leader of righteous men,
sceptred King of manliness,
who whirl your fiery sphere among the planets in their sevenfold courses through the aether
wherein your blazing steeds ever bear you above the third firmament of heaven;
hear me, helper of men, giver of dauntless youth!
Shed down a kindly ray from above upon my life,
and strength of war, that I may be able to drive away bitter cowardice from my head
and crush down the deceitful impulses of my soul.
Restrain also the keen fury of my heart
which provokes me to tread the ways of blood-curdling strife.
Rather, O blessed one, give you me boldness to abide within the harmless laws of peace,
avoiding strife and hatred and the violent fiends of death.
updated July 31, 2005
All contents on this site are ©2003-2007
Piece above, Detail from Calliope and Urania by Simon Vouet, 1634,
Sets ©2005 & ever after by/to webmistress and made exclusively for Guarding the Cauldron, and her partner sites. Please do not snag.