Megalesia Mother of Gods [Meter Theon], great nurse of all, draw near, divinely honor’d, and regard my pray’r: Thron’d on a car, by lions drawn along, by bull-destroying lions, swift and strong, Thou sway’st the sceptre of the pole divine, and the world’s middle seat, much-fam’d, is thine. Hence earth is thine, and needy mortals share their constant food, from thy protecting care: From thee at first both Gods and men arose; from thee, the sea and ev’ry river flows. Vesta [Hestia], and source of good, thy name we find to mortal men rejoicing to be kind; For ev’ry good to give, thy soul delights; come, mighty pow’r, propitious to our rites, All-taming, blessed, Phrygian saviour, come, Saturn’s [Kronos’] great queen, rejoicing in the drum. Celestial, ancient, life-supporting maid, fanatic Goddess, give thy suppliant aid; With joyful aspect on our incense shine, and, pleas’d, accept the sacrifice divine.