Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Homeric Hymn: the Goddess of the Hearth



HESTIA, wherever homes shelter, raised to the sky,
men going on earth or gods who never may die,
the foremost honour you've gained, and a lasting place.
Noble your portion and right.
For, lacking your grace, no mortal would dare to eat. First, he must bend, pouring sweet wine to you, and again at the end.