Memory of Lesbos
O Aphrodite, my sweet loving mòrt
is dedicated to you, dread mistress,
teacher mine of your fine seductive art
for aphrodisia, gift, from Olympus.
May your brave name thunder down dark ages
till Amazons, too, tremble at your light,
I do beseech thee for your Aegis
for I have need of thee these Holy Nights.
I beg your spirit, suffuse, within me,
so that my power is likened unto gods,
to seduce all to sweet worship of thee
Yea unto going under the green sward.
Women and men will swoon, Great Queen, where you stride
In time, in time, you'll conquer all, World Wide!