To Rhea
(The fumigation from
aromatics)
Daughter of the great Protogonus, divine,
Illustrious Rhea, to my pray'r incline,
Who driv'st thy holy car with speed along,
Drawn by fierce lions, terrible and strong.
Mother of Jove, whose mighty arm can weild
Th' avenging bolt, and shake the dreadful
shield.
Drum-beating, frantic, of a splendid mien,
Brass-sounding, honor'd, Saturn's blessed
queen.
Thou joy'st in mountains and tumultuous
fight,
And mankind's horrid howlings, thee
delight.
War's parent, mighty, of majestic frame,
Deceitful saviour, liberating dame.
Mother of Gods and men, from whom the earth
And lofty heav'ns derive their glorious
birth;
Th' aetherial gales, the deeply spreading
sea
Goddess aerial form'd, proceed from thee.
Come, pleas'd with wanderings, blessed and
divine,
With peace attended on our labours shine;
Bring rich abundance, and wherever found
Drive dire disease, to earth's remotest
bound.