good fortune.



XI. TO HERA


I sing of golden-throned Hera, whom Rhea bore, an immortal queen in
beauty pre-eminent, the sister and the bride of loud-thundering Zeus, the
lady renowned, whom all the Blessed throughout high Olympus honour and
revere no less than Zeus whose delight is the thunder.



XII. TO DEMETER


Of fair-tressed Demeter the holy Goddess I begin to sing; of her and the
Maiden, the lovely Persephone. Hail Goddess, and save this city and
inspire my song.



XIII. TO THE MOTHER OF THE GODS


Sing for me, clear-voiced Muse, daughter of great Zeus, the mother of all
Gods and all mortals, who is glad in the sound of rattles and drums, and
in the noise of flutes, and in the cry of wolves and fiery-eyed lions,
and in the echoing hills, and the woodland haunts; even so hail to thee