Ares

Elephenor of the race of Ares was in command of these;

All these were led by Idomeneus, and by Meriones, peer of murderous Ares.

Askalaphos and Ialmenos, sons of Ares, led the people that dwelt in Aspledon and Orkhomenos the realm of Minyas.

and stout-hearted Ares too endured it under the constraint of his father" — and what follows thereon.

Aphrodite, put to shame over Ares, passed on to Cinyras, and married Anchises, and lay in wait for Phaethon, and loved Adonis;

At Rome, in old times, the xoanon of Ares was a spear, as Varro the prose-writer says, the craftsmen not yet having rushed to this fair-faced bad artistry.

"The only song he will sing and admit is the one befitting Enyalius, very strong and piercing, bringing to its hearers neither pleasure nor relaxation, but irresistible terror and confusion—such as Ares himself raised when 'he shouted shrill from the topmost citadel, urging on the Trojans,' and such as Achilles raised when, merely by his shout, before he was seen, he put the Trojans to flight, and …

And not having anything to grant them, he says that Ares and Aphrodite were wounded by Diomedes.

For here there is no Aeneas snatched away by Aphrodite nor Ares wounded by a man nor any other such incredible thing, but true matters and like things that happened.

He also possesses a share of Ares’ nature.

And when they plunder the oracle of Apollo, they will have a miserable return, but Ares will protect you and Harmonia and will settle your life in the land of the blessed.

changing your form, you will become a dragon, and your wife, Harmonia, Ares’ daughter, whom you though mortal held in marriage, will be turned into a beast, and will receive in exchange the form of a serpent.

O Ares, god of much suffering!

There was Ares’ murderous dragon, a savage guard, watching with wandering eye the watery rivers and fresh streams.

But now I find the impetuous god of war has come to battle before the walls, and is kindling a murderous blaze—may he not succeed!

the mother of Ares lived in this temple;

At Papremis sacrifice is offered and rites performed just as elsewhere;

Heliopolis, the fifth of Leto at Buto, and the sixth of Ares at Papremis.

Ares is introduced as a god, a warrior and jealous,

but afterward, while committing adultery with Aphrodite, he was bound by the infant Eros and by Hephaestus.

For the man who practised war set up an image in imitation of a military figure, and called it Ares;

Sacred precinct of Ares, plunged deep in war!

Even powerful Ares, setting aside the rough spear-point, warms his heart in repose;

“Surely this is not Apollo, nor Ares, the husband of Aphrodite, with his bronze chariot.

Ares has dispelled the cloud of fierce trouble from our eyes.

Or can the bronze-cuirassed Lord of War have had some cause for anger arising out of an alliance of spears, and taken vengeance for the outrage by contrivance shrouded in night?

If only that man had first passed into the depths of the sky or into Hades, the common home of all, before he taught the Greeks the shared plague of Ares’ detested arms!

Ares, our mighty ally at the turning-point.

But his threats did not fare as he had hoped, and to the other enemies mighty Ares dispensed each their own dooms with hard blows,

And by the waters of the Dark Rocks, the waters of the twofold sea, are the shores of Bosporus and the Thracian city Salmydessus, where Ares, neighbor of that city, saw the accursed, blinding wound inflicted on the two sons of Phineus by his savage wife.

Terrible is the neighboring Ares, terrible the might of the followers of Theseus.

And I call on the hateful darkness of Tartarus that your father shares, to take you into another home;

Oh, to be where the enemy, turned to fight, will soon join in Ares’ clash of bronze, by the shores of Apollo, perhaps, or by that torch-lit beach where the Great Goddesses maintain awful rites for mortals on whose lips the ministering Eumolpidae have laid the golden seal of silence.

Fiery famine they made their ally, and Ares on-rushing;

A bird of Persian strain, who is everywhere proclaimed to be the bravest of all, a true chick of Ares.

First, then, in ancient times, as we are told by tradition, in this court alone the gods condescended both to render and to demand satisfaction for homicide, and to sit in judgement upon contending litigants,—Poseidon, according to the legend, deigning to demand justice from Ares on behalf of his son Halirrothius, and the twelve gods to adjudicate between the Eumenides and Orestes.

Ares’ son, king of the golden targe of Thrace.

hard it ever is and still is growing steeper, if I with Ares’ own-begotten sons must fight, first with Lycaon, next with Cycnus, while now I am bound on this third contest to engage the horses and their master.

There is a hill of Ares, where the gods first sat over their votes to decide on bloodshed, when savage Ares killed Halirrothius, son of the ocean’s ruler, in anger for the unholy violation of his daughter, so that the tribunal is most sacred and secure in the eyes of the gods.

no, but here and in Troy I will show the freedom of my nature, and, as far as in me lies, do honor to Ares with my spear.

For I saved you before also, Orestes, on Ares’ hill when the votes were equal;

For there is a holy tribunal there, which Zeus once established for Ares, when his hands were stained with blood-pollution.

’Tis Ares’ self, this issue strong

The same red dice for thee and for thy foes.

whomever Ares took, those never saw their children again, nor were they shrouded for the tomb by hand of wife, but in a foreign land they lie.

So said she, but did not move the courageous spirit of Ares.

with no less clamor did deadly Ares, the chariot-borne, rush shouting at Heracles.

Their armour shone like a flame of blazing fire as they two stood in their chariot:

and she was joined in love with the king of gods and men, and brought forth Hebe and Ares and Eileithyia.

Also Cytherea bore to Ares the shield-piercer Panic and Fear, terrible gods who drive in disorder the close ranks of men in numbing war, with the help of Ares, sacker of towns;

They loved the lamentable works of Ares and deeds of violence;

For there shall mortal men get the iron that Ares loves so soon as the Cebrenians shall hold the land.