Ares

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

But Polypoites was not sole in command, for with him was Leonteus, of the race of Ares, who was son of Koronos, the son of Kaineus.

Still, though his people mourned their chieftain, they were not without a leader, for Podarkes, of the race of Ares, marshaled them;

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

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.

" Homer testifies to it, most exactly bringing in Aphrodite crying out sharp and loud over her wound, and relating how the most warlike Ares himself was wounded in the flank by Diomedes.

"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.

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.

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.

Around the city a thick cloud of shields is kindling a shape of bloody battle, which Ares will soon learn, if he brings upon the sons of Oedipus the curse of the Furies.

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!

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

there are in their country oracles of Heracles, Apollo, Athena, Artemis, Ares, and Zeus, and of Leto (the most honored of all) in the town of Buto.

A fierce fight with clubs breaks out there, and they are hit on their heads, and many, I expect, even die from their wounds;

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

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

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

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?

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

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!

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,

Ares, our mighty ally at the turning-point.

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.

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.

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;

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.

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.

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

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

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

’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.

And on the shield stood the fleet-footed horses of grim Ares made of gold, and deadly Ares the spoil-winner himself.

For he found him in the precinct of far-shooting Apollo, him and his father Ares, never sated with war.

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

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;

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

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.

See how limping Hephaistos, lame as he is, has caught Ares who is the fleetest god in heaven;

Meanwhile the bard began to sing the loves of Ares and Aphrodite, and how they first began their intrigue in the house of Hephaistos.

Now Aphrodite was just come in from a visit to her father Zeus, and was about sitting down when Ares came inside the house, and said as he took her hand in his own, "Let us go to the couch of Hephaistos: