Book console ourselves by thinking comfortably
how miserable our betters may be, and that
Damocles, who sits on satin cushions, and is
served on gold plate, has an awful sword hanging
over his head, in the shape of a bailiff, or
hereditary disease, or family secret.—Thackeray,
Vanity Fair
, xlvii. (1848).
Damoe'tas, a herdsman. Theocritos and Virgil use the name in their pastorals.
And old Damoetas loved to hear our song.