Homeric Hymn to Apollo 89-126 When had sworn and completed the oath, Delos rejoiced over the birth of lord Far-shooter, while Leto for nine days and nine nights was pierced by unutterable birth pangs. There she hangs up her bent-back bow and her arrows and goes before, her body beautifully adorned, leading the dances, while they with divine voices celebrate fair-ankled Leto, how she bore children outstanding among the immortals both in counsel and action. When the animal-watcher goddess profuse of arrows has had her pleasure and cheered her spirits, she unstrings her bent bow and goes to the great house of her dear brother Phoibos Apollo, to Delphi's rich community, to organize the Muses' and Graces' fair dance. And the peaks of the high mountains tremble, the deep-shaded wood resounds fearsomely from the animals' howling, and the earth shudders, and the fishy sea but she with dauntless heart turns every way, killing the animals' brood. Homeric Hymn to Artemis 1-20 I sing of Artemis of the gold shafts and the view-halloo, the modest virgin, the deer-shooter profuse of arrows, own sister to her golden bow to discharge grievous arrows.
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