A Hymn to JoveJove now I sing, the greatest and the bestOf all these Pow’rs that are with Deity blest,That far-off doth his dreadful voice diffuse,And, being King of all, doth all conduceTo all their ends. Who (shut from all Gods elseWith Themis, that the laws of all things tells)Their fit composures to their times doth call,Weds them together, and preserves this all.Grace then, O far-heard Jove, the grace thou’st given,Most Glorious, and most Great of Earth and Heaven!
Jove now I sing, the greatest and the bestOf all these Pow’rs that are with Deity blest,That far-off doth his dreadful voice diffuse,And, being King of all, doth all conduceTo all their ends. Who (shut from all Gods elseWith Themis, that the laws of all things tells)Their fit composures to their times doth call,Weds them together, and preserves this all.Grace then, O far-heard Jove, the grace thou’st given,Most Glorious, and most Great of Earth and Heaven!