chorus
All-fertile guardian of the mountains, Earth,
mother of God,
thou who rulest the golden stream Pactolus:
there once I called upon thee, sacred mother,
395when this man felt the wrath of Atreus' sons,
when they were giving the arms of his father,
unequaled in splendor,
to the son of Laertes, O blessèd one,
thou who ridest bull-slaughtering lions.