Turn footsteps hither, here appearing,Guide to good Venus, and the goodLover conjoining strait.What God than other Godheads moreMust love-sick wights for aid implore?Whose Godhead foremost shall adoreMankind? 0 Hymenaeus Hymen,O Hymen Hymenaeus.Thee for his own the trembling sireInvokes, thee Virgins ever sueWho laps of zone to loose aspire,And thee the bashful bridegrooms wooWith ears that long to hear.Thou to the hand of love-fierce swainDeliverest maiden fair and fain,From mother's fondling bosom ta'enPerforce, 0 Hymenaeus Hymen0 Hymen Hymenaeus.Thou lacking, Venus ne'er avails—While Fame approves for honesty—Love-joys to lavish: ne'er she failsThou willing:—with such Deity