I call to the Graces, maidens three whose loveliness
and charm are unsurpassed among the deathless gods,
daughters of thundering Zeus, sprightly and lissome,
attendant on Hera of the fathomless eyes
and golden Aphrodite. Ever welcome
you are, well-garlanded ones, bringers of joy
and mirth; in life’s many pleasures we see your hand.
Yours is the play of children, yours the merry dance
and the sumptuous feast, yours the laughter of good friends.
Fair ones, granters of ease and delight, I praise you.