To the Graces

I call to the Graces, maidens three whose loveliness

and charm are unsurpassed among the deathless gods,

daughters of thundering Zeus, sprightly and lissome,

attendant on Hera of the fathomless eyes

and golden Aphrodite. Ever welcome

you are, well-garlanded ones, bringers of joy

and mirth; in life’s many pleasures we see your hand.

Yours is the play of children, yours the merry dance

and the sumptuous feast, yours the laughter of good friends.

Fair ones, granters of ease and delight, I praise you.

Reviews

[Gleb Zavlanov]

You should write an epic. This was genius!

[Hypnos]

I'll definitely consider it now. Thank you.