Mother of gods and men! to thee the lay,
The tuneful Muse, daughter of Jove, shall pay:
To thee, whose ears in loudest sounds rejoice,
The echoing cymbal and the trumpet's voice,
The wolf whose howlings shake the mountains hoar,
And the tremendous lion's awful roar.—
Thee, with each heavenly goddess in thy train,
Thy votary hails in tributary strain.