Great Diana protecteth us, Maids and boyhood in innocence. Maidens virtuous, innocent Boys, your song be Diana. Hail, Latonia, thou that art Throned daughter of enthronis'd Jove; near Delian olive of Mighty mother y-boren. Queen of mountainous heights, of all Forests leafy, delightable; Glens in bowery depths remote, Rivers wrathfully sounding. Thee, Lucina, the travailing Mother haileth, a sovereign Juno; Trivia thou, the bright Moon, a glory reflected. Thou thine annual orb anew, Goddess, monthly remeasuring, Farmsteads lowly with affluent Corn dost fill to the flowing. Be thy heavenly name whate'er Name shall please thee, in hallowing; Still keep safely the glorious Race of Romulus olden.