Hecate of the wayside ,who frequents crossroads, Lovely dame, of earthly, watery
and celestial frame, around tombs, in a saffron veil arrayed, pleased with dark
ghosts that wander through the shade; destroyer, solitary goddess, hail! The world’s key bearer, never doomed to
fail; In stags rejoicing, huntress, nightly seen, and drawn by bulls, unconquerable
queen; leader, nymphe, nurse on mountains wandering, hear the suppliants who
with holy rites thy power revere, and to the herdsman with a favouring mind
draw near…
I've further refined this so it can be sung in verse..
Lady Hecate of the wayside crossroads
Ruler of the heavens the earth and seas
Frequenting tombs in a veil of saffron
With ghosts in shadows she speaks.
Hail the destroyer and solitary goddess
The bearer of the wold's keys never shall fail
Rejoicing in stags, huntress seen nightly
And pulled by bulls unconquerable queen.
leader, nymph, wandering nurse on the mountains
in all our rites your power we reverie
draw thou near to the humble herdsman
with a favoring mind draw near.
Lady Hecate of the wayside crossroads
Ruler of the heavens the earth and seas
Frequenting tombs in a veil of saffron
With ghosts in shadows she speaks.
Hail the destroyer and solitary goddess
The bearer of the wold's keys never shall fail
Rejoicing in stags, huntress seen nightly
And pulled by bulls unconquerable queen.
leader, nymph, wandering nurse on the mountains
in all our rites your power we reverie
draw thou near to the humble herdsman
with a favoring mind draw near.
