ἑστίη, ἣ πάντων ἐν δώμασιν ὑψηλοῖσιν
ἀθανάτων τε θεῶν χαμαὶ ἐρχομένων τ᾽ ἀνθρώπων
ἕδρην ἀίδιον ἔλαχες, πρεσβηίδα τιμήν,
καλὸν ἔχουσα γέρας καὶ τίμιον: οὐ γὰρ ἄτερ σοῦ
εἰλαπίναι θνητοῖσιν, ἵν᾽ οὐ πρώτῃ πυμάτῃ τε
Ἑστίῃ ἀρχόμενος σπένδει μελιηδέα οἶνον:
καὶ σύ μοι, Ἀργειφόντα, Διὸς καὶ Μαιάδος υἱέ,
ἄγγελε τῶν μακάρων, χρυσόρραπι, δῶτορ ἐάων,
ἵλαος ὢν ἐπάρηγε σὺν αἰδοίῃ τε φίλῃ τε.
ναίετε δώματα καλά, φίλα φρεσὶν ἀλλήλοισιν
εἰδότες: ἀμφότεροι γὰρ ἐπιχθονίων ἀνθρώπων
εἰδότες ἔργματα καλὰ νόῳ θ᾽ ἕσπεσθε καὶ ἥβῃ.
χαῖρε, Κρόνου θύγατερ, σύ τε καὶ χρυσόρραπις Ἑρμῆς:
αὐτὰρ ἐγὼν ὑμέων τε καὶ ἄλλης μνήσομ᾽ ἀοιδῆς.
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O Hestia, you who of all in the high houses
of the deathless gods and earth-traversing mortals
obtained the everlasting seat, the highest honor,
possessing a noble and prized gift– for without you,
there are no feasts for mortals, none where the leader
does not pour honey-sweet wine to Hestia first and last–
and you also, Argos-slayer, son of Zeus and Maia,
messenger of the blessed, with golden wand, giver of good fortune:
Propitious, please come to my aid with kindly compassion.
Dwell in fine halls, versed in things dear to each other’s
thoughts: for you know the noble works of earthbound mortals 
and attend upon wit and youth.
Hail, daughter of Kronos, and you, Hermes of the golden wand:
As for me, I will remember you both and another song.