O Kypris and the Nereids, I pray youto sail my brother home unharmedand let him accomplish allthat is in his heartand be released from former errorand carry joy to his friendsand bane to enemies and let no onebring us more grief.Let him honor me his sister.But black tormentsuffering for early days,citizens accused.Was it over millet seed?Pure Kypris, put asideold anger and free him fromevil sorrow

Blessed oneMay he be released from his past wrongswith lucknow in harborKypris, may she feel your sharp needlesand may she Doriha not go on crowinghow he came back a second timeto his desired love.

Sweet mother, now I cannot work the loom.Sleek Afroditi broke me with longing for a boy.

A deedyour lovely faceif not, winterand no painI bid you, Abanthis,take up the lyreand sing of Gongyla as again desirefloats around youthe beautiful. When you saw her dressit excited you. I'm happy.The Kypros-born onceblamed mefor prayingthis word:I want

Andromeda in a beautiful exchange,'Psapfo, why ignore Afroditi rich in blessings?

Afroditi of the Flowers at KnossosLeave Kriti and come here to this holytemple with your graceful groveof apple trees and altars smoking with frankincense.Icy water babbles through apple branchesand roses leave shadow on the groundand bright shaking leaves pour downprofound sleep.Here is a meadow where horses grazeamid wild blossoms of the spring and soft windsblow aromaof honey. Afroditi, take the nectar and delicately pour it into goldwine cups and mingle joy withour celebration.