Daughters of Jove and Themis, Seasons bright,
Justice, and blessed peace, and lawful Right,
Vernal and grassy, vivid, holy powers,
Whose balmy breath exhales in lovely flowers;
All-colored Seasons, rich increase your care,
Circling, for ever flourishing and fair:
Invested with a veil of shining dew,
A flowery veil delightful to the view:
Attending Proserpine, when back from night
The fates and graces lead her up to light;
When in a band harmonious they advance,
And joyful round her form the solemn dance.
With Ceres triumphing, and Jove divine,
Propitious come, and on our incense shine;
Give earth a store of blameless fruits to bear,
And make these novel mystics’ life your care.