Involuntarily initiated into the dumb secrets of the deepest night, knowing that the sovereignty of the supreme goddess extends particularly far and the whole world, when you taught him, but not soulless objects, <...> I decided to pray with prayer to the royal face of the sacred goddess, in my sight standing. Without delay, having thrown off a lazy consternation, I cheerfully jump up and, wishing to immediately undergo purification, I immerse my head seven times in sea moisture, since the number is still divine Pythagoras recognized as being most suitable for religious rites. Then, turning the powerful, watered-down face to the goddess, I begin:
- Lady of the heavens, be you Tsereroi, the gracious mother of the grains, that, again, having found her daughter, she joyfully abolished acorns - a wild ancient food; - gentle, pleasant food is indicated to people, now you live in Eleusinian land; be you the Venus of Heaven, that by the birth of the Cupid at the very beginning of the ages two different sexes joined together, and the human race, eternal in fertility, is clever, now on Paphos, sacred, washed by the sea, you receive the honor; Be a sister of Phoebus, that with beneficent help you come during childbirth and, as many tribes have brought up, now you are honored in the glorious Ephesian sanctuary; be Proserpine, night terrifying horror introducer, that in a trilic way, his attack of evil spirits humble and dominate over the underground dungeons, wander through various groves, different worship; <...> no matter how you are called, no matter how about the rim, in any kind of guise either in yourself or in essence, in any case do not resort to yourself - in my extreme misfortunes today, come to my rescue, fate shaky support, stop cruel woes, send me rest and peace