Δημήτηρ Ἐλευσινία Dimítir Elefsinía¶
O Universal mother, Ceres famed,
August, the source of wealth, and various named:
Great nurse, all-bounteous, blessed and divine,
Who joys in peace; to nourish corn is thine.
Goddess of seed, of fruits abundant, fair,
Harvest and threshing are thy constant care.
Lovely delightful queen, by all desired,
Who dwellest in Eleusina’s holy vales retired.
Nurse of all mortals, whose benignant mind
First ploughing oxen to the yoke confined;
And gave to men what nature’s wants require,
With plenteous means of bliss, which all desire.
In verdure flourishing, in glory bright,
Assessor of great Bacchus, bearing light:
Rejoicing in the reapers’ sickles, kind,
Whose nature lucid, earthly, pure, we find.
Prolific, venerable, nurse divine,
Thy daughter loving, holy Proserpine.
A car with dragons yoked it’s thine to guide,
And, orgies singing, round thy throne to ride.
Only-begotten, much-producing queen,
All flowers are thine, and fruits of lovely green.
Bright Goddess, come, with summer’s rich increase
Swelling and pregnant, leading smiling Peace;
Come, with fair Concord and imperial Health,
And join with these a needful store of wealth.