"Come, Queen of Cyprus, pour the stream
Of nectar, mingled lusciously
With merriment, in cups of gold."
She also calls about her the Muses and the Graces:
"Hither come, ye dainty Graces
And ye fair-haired Muses now!"
And again:
"Come, rosy-armed, chaste Graces! come,
Daughter of Jove."
And yet again: