Homer
Sing to me, clear-toned Muse, daughter of great Zeus,
of the Mother of all the gods and of all human beings;
she takes pleasure in the resounding of castanets and tympana and the roar of flutes,
the cry of wolves and bright-eyed lions,
the echoing mountains and the wooded glens.
And hail to you too, and all the goddesses who join in song.
