To Styx

I call to great Styx who wards the river
that bounds the realm of deep-hearted Hades.
Wise eldest daughter of Ocean and Tethys,
eldest of those three thousand fair maids,
yours is the power behind an oath,
yours is the might to break the forsworn,
yours is the comfort of the forsaken.
O solace of those with a righteous wrath,
with hearts overfull of rage and revenge,
with the anger of the just, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Styx,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.

To Perses

I call to great Perses, almighty destroyer,
son of wise Krios and tender Eurybia,
beloved companion of bright-eyed Asteria,
father of Hekate, mistress of magics
who holds such honors in all the worlds,
warrior of the Titan gods, breaker of bonds
and defender of your brethren. Perses
who is the wisest of gods, great of learning,
great of judgment, discerning one
who knows what must be, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Perses,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.

To Dione

I call to Dione, ancient of name,
grand-daughter of Gaia and star-strewn Ouranos,
mother of blessed Aphrodite,
companion and counsel of thundering Zeus.
O goddess who knows the ways of fate,
mistress of visions and oracles,
friend of the seer and the prophet,
well-honored in temple and in grove,
well-honored at far-famed Dodona,
teller of the hidden tales, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Dione,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.

To Themis

All praise to wise Themis, great mistress of order,
great friend of the seer and the sibyl
whose words were once heard in Delphi and Dodona,
great lady of the law who holds the balance,
whose blessings fall on the just and the true.
Daughter of deep earth and stellary sky,
mother of the ancient Fates who grant to each their share,
mother too of the Seasons who give the stars their course,
merciful Themis, kind of heart and even of hand,
fair and benevolent goddess, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Themis,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.

To Mnemosyne

All praise to wise Mnemosyne, mother of Muses,
mistress of your mother’s wisdom,
buried deep within the earth, with bone and stone.
Mistress of memory, the sweet and the sharp,
protector of history, preserver of stories,
maintainer of tales of sorrow and joy,
yours is the truth within the fact,
the shadow cast on what we know
by what has been forgotten.
O mother of sight and inspiration, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Mnemosyne,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.

To Iapetos

All praise to ancient and mighty Iapetos,
son of Ouranos and broad-bosomed Ge,
beloved of Clymene who grants all renown,
father of Atlas who upholds the sky,
father of he who befriends humankind.
O great one who grants us our span of years,
whose gift it is that spurs our will,
who makes us to strive and to succeed,
O god of mortals, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Iapetos,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.

To Krios

All praise to great Krios who stands in the south,
son of the sky and the good green earth,
beloved of ocean-born Eurybia,
with whom you guide the sailor’s course.
O Krios of the starlit skies,
O master of each constellation,
lord of the passing of the year,
measurer of month and moon,
Krios who knows the paths we walk, who knows
our tales before they are told, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Krios,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.