Ye Muses, sing of the fair-faced, wide-winged Moon; ye sweet-voiced
daughters of Zeus son of Cronos, accomplished in song! The heavenly
gleam from her immortal head circles the earth, and all beauty arises
under her glowing light, and the lampless air beams from her golden
crown, and the rays dwell lingering when she has bathed her fair body in
the ocean stream, and clad her in shining raiment, divine Selene, yoking
her strong-necked glittering steeds. Then forward with speed she drives
her deep-maned horses in the evening of the mid-month when her mighty orb
is full; then her beams are brightest in the sky as she waxes, a token
and a signal to mortal men. With her once was Cronion wedded in love,
and she conceived, and brought forth Pandia the maiden, pre-eminent in
beauty among the immortal Gods. Hail, Queen, white-armed Goddess, divine
Selene, gentle of heart and fair of tress. Beginning from thee shall I
sing the renown of heroes half divine whose deeds do minstrels chant from
their charmed lips; these ministers of the Muses.