Hymn to Damasen

by

Mark Andrew Holmes

O Damasen, slayer of monsters,

You were born with a spear in your hand and a thick bushy beard,

You wielded lances and spears as a child, and bore a shield given to you by clever Eileithyia,

But your essentially peace-loving nature would not let you take on

Battle-loving Ares in the Gigantomachy.

And yet then when your friend Tylos was killed by a drakon,

You rushed to his defense, slaying his slayer,

And through Tylos' sister Moria restored him to life.

Give us the courage to fight only when necessary to defend ourselves and those we love, O Damasen.

Go Back