Chorus
When she made an end to banquets for gods and the race of men, Zeus spoke out, appeasing the
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Mother's gloomy wrath: “Go, holy Graces, go and with a loud cry take from Demeter's angry heart her grief for the maiden;
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and you, Muses, with song and dance.” Then Kypris, fairest of the blessed gods, first took up the rumbling voice of bronze and the drum with tight-stretched skin; and the goddess smiled,
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and received in her hand the deep-toned flute, pleased with its loud note.