Εἰς Πλούτωνα

Ὦ τὸν ὑποχθόνιον ναίων δόμον, ὀβριμόθυμε, Ô tòn hypochthónion nǽōn dómon, obrimóthyme, Ταρτάριον λειμῶνα βαθύσκιον ἠδὲ λιπαυγῆ, Tartárion leimôna bathýscion ēdè lipaugê, Ζεῦ χθόνιε, σκηπτοῦχε, τάδ’ ἱερὰ δέξο προθύμως· Zeû chthónie, scēptoûche, tád’ hierà déxo prothýmōs; Πλούτων, ὃς κατέχεις γαίης κληῖδας ἁπάσης, Ploútōn, hòs catécheis gǽēs clēîdas hapásēs, πλουτοδοτῶν γενεὴν βροτέην καρποῖς ἐνιαυτῶν· ploutodotôn geneḕn brotéēn carpœ̂s eniautôn; ὃς τριτάτης μοίρης ἔλαχες χθόνα παμβασίλειαν, hòs tritátēs mœ́rēs élaches chthóna pambasíleian, ἕδρανον ἀθανάτων, θνητῶν στήριγμα κραταιόν· hédranon athanátōn, thnētôn stḗrigma cratæón; ὃς θρόνον ἐστήριξας ὑπὸ ζοφοειδέα χῶρον, hòs thrónon estḗrixas hypò zophoeidéa chôron, τηλέπορον τ’, ἀκάμαντα, λιπόπνοον, ἄκριτον ᾅδην, tēléporon t’, acámanta, lipópnoon, ácriton háidēn, κυάνεόν τ’ Ἀχέρονθ’, ὃς ἔχει ῥιζώματα γαίης· cyáneón t’ Achéronth’, hòs échei rhizṓmata gǽēs; ὃς κρατέεις θνητῶν θανάτου χάριν, ὦ πολυδέγμον· hòs cratéeis thnētôn thanátou chárin, ô polydégmon; Εὔβουλ’, ἁγνοπόλου Δημήτερος ὅς ποτε παῖδα Eúboul’, hagnopólou Dēmḗteros hós pote pæ̂da νυμφεύσας λειμῶνος ἀποσπαδίην διὰ πόντου nympheúsas leimônos apospadíēn dià póntou τετρώροις ἵπποισιν ὑπ’ Ἀτθίδος ἤγαγες ἄντρον tetrṓrœs híppœsin hyp’ Atthídos ḗgages ántron δήμου Ἐλευσῖνος, τόθι περ πύλαι εἴσ’ Ἀίδαο. dḗmou Eleusînos, tóthi per pýlæ eís’ Aídao. μοῦνος ἔφυς ἀφανῶν ἔργων φανερῶν τε βραβευτής, moûnos éphys aphanôn érgōn phanerôn te brabeutḗs, ἔνθεε, παντοκράτωρ, ἱερώτατος, ἀγλαότιμε, énthee, pantocrátōr, hierṓtatos, aglaótime, σεμνοῖς μυστιπόλοις χαίρων ὁσίοις τε σεβασμοῖς· semnœ̂s mystipólœs chǽrōn hosíœs te sebasmœ̂s; ἵλαον ἀγκαλέω Σε μολεῖν κεχαρηότα μύσταις. hílaon ancaléō Se moleîn cecharēóta mýstæs.

To Plouton

Pluto, magnanimous, whose realms profound
are fix’d beneath the firm and solid ground,
in the Tartarian plains remote from fight,
and wrapt forever in the depths of night;
terrestrial Jove¹, thy sacred ear incline,
and, pleas’d, accept thy mystic’s hymn divine.
Earth’s keys² to Thee, illustrious king belong,
its secret gates unlocking, deep and strong.
’Tis Thine, abundant annual fruits to bear,
for needy mortals are thy constant care.
To Thee, great king, Avernus is assign’d,
the seat of Gods, and basis of mankind.
Thy throne is fix’d in Hades’ dismal plains,
distant, unknown to rest, where darkness reigns;
where, destitute of breath, pale spectres dwell,
in endless, dire, inexorable hell;
and in dread Acheron, whose depths obscure,
Earth’s stable roots eternally secure.
O mighty Dæmon, whose decision dread,
the future fate determines of the dead,
with captive Proserpine, thro’ grassy plains,
drawn in a four-yok’d car with loosen’d reins,
rapt o’er the deep, impell’d by love, You flew
till Eleusina’s city rose to view;
there, in a wond’rous cave obscure and deep,
the sacred maid secure from search You keep,
the cave of Atthis, whose wide gates display
an entrance to the kingdoms void of day.
Of unapparent works, Thou art alone
the dispensator, visible and known.
O pow’r all-ruling, holy, honor’d light,
Thee sacred poets and their hymns delight:
propitious to thy mystic’s works incline,
rejoicing come, for holy rites are Thine.