To be recited with an offering aromatic herbs.
Pallas, you only - begotten One, born of mighty Zeus, awesome you are and divine!
Goddess so blessed, lifting high above the turmoil of the fray,
Mighty One unspeakable, yet so well spoken of!
Great-named One, at home in a vault of stone,
Caught up in haughty hills and wandering the shaded mountain ridge,
You who put a dance in the heart and glory in battlements,
You can put the sting of mania into a mortal soul!
Athletic Maiden with a heart sublime,
Slayer of the Gorgon, fugitive of the bridal bed,
Mother of Art in all your abundance, catalyst of progress!
You bring folly to the corrupt and a sense of purpose to the pure!
Indeed, you are male and female in one,
Patron of war and wisdom,
You are fluid of form, a dragon!
Infused with the inspiration of the Gods!
Rightly-honoured One, who brought Phlegran giants down to defeat,
You driver of steeds, Tritogeneia, save us from evil, bearing Victory in your arms!
Day and night, eternally, in even the loneliest hours,
Hear my prayer and grant us an abundant peace, fulfillment, and good health,
Make prosperous the hour, gray-eyed One, inventor of Art,
The object of the people's ceaseless prayers,