Axis & Allies - damowords

Forbidden Fruit
Upon immortal Mount Olympus dwell
The brightest members of that pantheon
Which binds all mortal motion to its spell
Before manʹs works are swallowʹd by the sun;
Our story falls,
Where Jupiter resides,
Thro Heavenʹs gleaming halls a golden apple glides.
Upon its deep, dawn‐colourʹd skin
Was written, ʺFor the finest!ʺ
Three goddesses desire to win
Much smitten by the contest,
Their chatter making such a din
To find out who was blessʹd,
With beautyʹs art, more than the other two,
Said Jupiter, ʺI know what you must do!
Seek out a pure & mortal youth
To cure your bickering,
His choice, I sooth, rare voice of truth,
Shall judge your siren spring,
But still I sense these strange events shall violence to us bring!ʺ
Olympus
The Judgement of Paris
They searchʹd the Earth for that rare quality
Which fortifies a man from lustful thought,
Noble enough to admire true beauty,
Give honest answers to opinions sought;
Just one was found,
This handsome Prince of Troy,
Three goddesses drew round, seductive, sweet & coy.
ʺTell, prithee, Paris, which of us,
Fairer than fairest flowerʺ
Minerva offerʹd genius
& Juno promisʹd power,
ʺIf I am chosen,ʺ sighʹd Venus,
ʺThe roseate bower
Of womanhood shall spread across thy mind ‐
When you may pluck first bloom from womankind!ʺ
ʺThen thee I choose...ʺ from Venus flew
Helenʹs bright araura,
The other two most humble grew,
Mumbling their displeasure,
ʺNow hurry!ʺ sang the victor, ʺTo Lacedaemonia!ʺ
Troy