Prayer to the Graces

The waters of Kaphisos belong to the place of fine horses where you dwell,
Queens of song, in sparkling Orchomenos, Graces,
who watch over the ancient race of the Minyans,
Hear, when I pray.
By your help
All sweet and delightful things belong to men;
if anyone is wise or lovely or famous.
For without the holy Graces
Not even the Gods rule dances or feasts.
They dispose all that is done in Heaven;
Their thrones are set
At the side of Pythian Apollo, the golden-bowed,
And they worship the everlasting glory
Of the Father on Olympos.