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 DeityWhoe'er shall dare compare?Thou wanting, never son and heirThe Hearth can bear, nor parents beBy issue girt, yet can it bear,Thou willing:—with such Deity,Whoe'er shall dare compare?An lack a land thy sacring rite,The perfect rule we ne'er shall see