Pallas
Pallas
A white owl was perched
On the branch of an olive tree.
The heroes, chanting, marched
Blood for their victory.
Pure and virgin goddess
dressed in gold and velvet
Held a spear, wisdom princess
Crowned with a helmet.
The poet invoked thy name
Rulers asked for you favor
Warriors kneeled by your throne.
Pallas Athena, the city savior.
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