she was filled with a sense of wonder, and she reached out
with both hands to take hold of the pretty plaything.
and the earth, full of roads leading every which way, opened up under her.
there it was that the Lord who receives many guests made his lunge.
He was riding on a chariot drawn by immortal horses. The son of Kronos. The one known by many names.
I will not be an unseemly husband to you, in the company of the immortals. I am the brother of Zeus the Father. If you are here, you will be queen of everything that lives and moves about…
words from the homeric hymn “to demeter”
translation by gregory nagy; professor