Ida

With this they fell praying to King Zeus the son of Kronos, and thus would one of them say as he looked into the vault of heaven, "Father Zeus, you who rule from Ida, most glorious in power, grant victory to Ajax, and let him win great glory:

Then he thundered aloud from Ida, and sent the glare of his lightning upon the Achaeans;

But father Zeus when he saw them from Ida was very angry, and sent winged Iris with a message to them.

And he relates the union of Zeus with Hera that took place on Ida, and the words he spoke before the union, as one who had himself seen and heard them;

For it is monstrous that she who consorted with Zeus should not think him a sufficient judge of her own beauty, unless she should please one even of the herdsmen on Ida;

but in addition he gave to the gods conversations and counsels and harangues, and besides journeys from Ida to heaven and Olympus, and sleeps and banquets and unions — ordering all most loftily in his verses, yet keeping to mortal likeness.

and he, finding Menelaus gone from home, carried Helen off, in mutual desire, to his steading on Ida.

Full-uddered cows were browsing at the spot where that verdict between goddesses was awaiting you—the cause of your going to Hellas to stand before the ivory palace, kindling love in Helen’s entranced eyes and feeling its flutter in your own breast;

that snow-beat glen in Phrygia and the hills of Ida, where Priam once exposed a tender baby, torn from his mother’s arms to meet a deadly doom, Paris, called the child of Ida in the Phrygians’ town.

For I can never believe that Hera or the maiden Pallas would have been guilty of such folly, the one to sell her Argos to barbarians, or that Pallas ever would make her Athens subject to the Phrygians, coming as they did in mere wanton sport to Ida to contest the palm of beauty.

So then you have delivered into Achaea’s hand, O Zeus, your shrine in Ilium and your fragrant altar, the offerings of burnt sacrifice with smoke of myrrh to heaven uprising, and holy Pergamos, and glens of Ida tangled with the ivy’s growth, where rills of melting snow pour down their flood, a holy sun-lit land that bounds the world and takes the god’s first rays!

Another sort of pine shall bear a better fruit than you upon the heights of furrowed, windy Ida.

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

For every man will be very lenient with his own misdeeds if he is convinced that such are and were the actions of The near-sown seed of gods, Close kin to Zeus, for whom on Ida’s top Ancestral altars flame to highest heaven, Nor in their life-blood fails the fire divine.