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To Euterpe

I call to Euterpe who gives such delight,
daughter of Zeus and wise Mnemosyne,
goddess who plays upon the flute,
O muse of sweet music, I call out to you.
Yours is the singer and the song;
yours is the rhythm and the tune;
yours is melody, harmony, rhapsody.
Friend of the songsmith and the player,
O goddess, you hold in hand the power
to soothe the spirit, to charge the soul.
Euterpe, granter of joy to all,
I pray to you, goddess, I honor your gifts.

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To Erato

I call to Erato, wreathed in roses,
daughter of Zeus and wise Mnemosyne,
goddess who sings of the heart’s desire,
who plays so sweetly upon the lyre.
O muse who inspires the words of love
that quicken the breath, that fire the loins,
that bring us together in pleasure and joy,
Erato who is the friend of lovers,
O beautiful goddess, beloved one,
yours is the spark that kindles love’s flame.
Erato, summoner of passion,
I pray to you, goddess, I honor your gifts.

To Bia

Bia, O goddess whose might is well known,
whose calling it is to stand guard at the throne
of thundering Zeus, I offer you my praise.
O able daughter of battle-wise Pallas
and Styx in whose name great oaths are sworn,
sister of Nike, granter of victory,
with whom you share your holy station,
broad-winged one whose will is unmatched,
whose power compels the strongest to bend,
yours is the strength to stand against any,
yours is the irresistible force. Bia,
unyielding one, grant me your gift of fortitude.

A Back to School Prayer to Athena

I pray to Athena, learned one, clever one,
daughter of Metis, mother of wisdom,
and great and thundering Zeus. Athena,
yours is the realm of the intellect,
of judgment, of reason, of clear perception;
yours is the might behind great minds.
Grant to me, O goddess, the power of thought,
the will to study, the wit to understand.
Grant to me, goddess, the gift of knowledge.

To Enyo

To Enyo, beautiful, terrible goddess,
I offer my praise. Companion of Ares,
daughter of Hera and thundering Zeus,
you delight in the clash of arms, the loud battle-cries;
you dance upon the blood-soaked ground. Fiery-eyed Enyo,
sister of War, destroyer of cities,
the sword and the spear are yours to wield;
the lives of the young are yours to take.
Keen-eyed goddess, strong of arm and swift of strike,
yours is the frenzy of the field, the madness
of the fray, the pounding pulse of strife.
I honor your work, O goddess; I honor your might.

To Phobos and Deimos

Phobos and Deimos, great sons of Aphrodite
and Ares who exceeds all warriors,
companion of Enyo, fierce battle-goddess,
and Eris who delights in all strife. Brothers two,
ever-present on the field of war, ever-ready
with spear and with shield, you hold fast the reins
of your father’s bright chariot, O mighty ones,
O spirits of fear. Phobos of the burning eyes,
yours it is to rout the foe, to drive them in panic
from the battleground; Deimos, yours is a subtler power,
yours is the silent chill of dread that drains the heart
of courage. I praise you, I gods; I honor your might.

To Eunomia

I call to Eunomia, lady of laws,
daughter of Themis and thundering Zeus,
sister of Dike who is just and Eirene
the peace-bringer, sisters three who hold in hand
the well-being of all, of the community.
Yours are the good laws, the fair and proper order,
for law itself does not make what is right;
yours is the punishment of the evil-doer;
yours too is the care of the powerless,
of those preyed upon by the strong and the cruel.
Eunomia who knows the good of custom and the ill,
I pray to you for wisdom, for the courage to do right.