Orphic Hymn to Hekate

I call Einodian Hekate, lovely dame,

Of earthly, watery, and celestial frame,

Sepulchral, in a saffron veil arrayed,

Pleased with dark ghosts that wander thro' the shade;

Persian, unconquerable huntress hail!

The world's key-bearer never doomed to fail;

On the rough rock to wander thee delights,

Leader and nurse be present to our rites;

Propitious grant our just desires success,

Accept our homage, and the incense bless.