geminas ergo ilicet aras arboribus vivis et adulto caespite texi imperat, innumerosque deae, sua munera, flores et cumulos frugum et quidquid novat impiger annus addit et intacto spargens altaria lacte incipit: O hominum divumque aeterna creatrix, quae fluvios silvasque animarum et semina mundo cuncta Prometheasque manus Pyrrhaeaque saxa gignis, et impastis quae prima alimenta dedisti mutastique viris, quae pontum ambisque vehisque: te penes et pecudum gens mitis et ira ferarum et volucrum requies; firmum atque immobile mundi robur inoccidui, te velox machina caeli are pendentem vacuo, te currus uterque circumit, o rerum media indivisaque magnis fratribus!
So he gives order that straightway two altars be woven from living trees and ripe turf and adds countless flowers for the goddess, her own gifts, and piles of fruit and the busy years every novelty. Sprinkling the altar-hearths with untouched milk, he begins: O eternal creatress of gods and men, you who give birth to rivers and forests and all seeds of lives in the world, and Prometheus handiwork and Pyrrhas stones, who gave first aliments to hungry men and changed them, who surround and carry the sea: to you belongs the gentle race of cattle and the anger of wild beasts and the repose of birds: firm and stable strength of a world that has no setting, the swift fabric of the sky and both its chariots  encompass you as you hang in the empty air, O centre of all things, undivided among the great brethren!
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