I praise you bright and noble Hera, great lady
of Olympos, gracious queen of the deathless gods,
dark-eyed goddess, fairest of the children of Rhea,
graceful and comely, cloaked in the starry skies,
garlanded in poppies fragrant and blood-red,
crowned in brightest gold, the lotus wand in your hand,
your form ever draped in the finest of silks,
majestic one whose blessing is sought by all,
whose gifts are treasured, whose favor is a surety
of good fortune. Hera, champion of great cities,
guardian of ancient Argos and the pretty isle
of Samos, warder of the bonds of marriage,
protector of women in the old world and the new,
unparalleled goddess, white-armed one, sovereign
of the high-reaching heavens, I honor your might.