"[An ancient Greek wedding song (hymenaios) :]
Trygaios (Trygaeus) : Come, wife, to the fields and seek, my beauty, to brighten and enliven my nights. Oh! Hymen! oh! Hymenaios (Hymenaeus)!
Leader of the Chorus (singing) : Oh! thrice happy man, who so well deserve your good fortune! Oh! Hymen! oh oh! Hymenaios!
Chorus (singing) : Oh! Hymen! oh! Hymenaios!
Trygaios (singing) : What shall we do to her?
Chorus (singing) : What shall we do to her?
Trygaios (singing) : We will gather her kisses.
Chorus (singing) : We will gather her kisses.
Leader of the Chorus (singing) : But come, comrades, we who are in the first row, let us pick up the bridegroom and carry him in triumph. Oh! Hymen! oh! Hymenaios! Oh! Hymen! oh! Hymenaios!
Trygaios (singing) : You shall have a fine house, no cares and the finest of figs. Oh! Hymen! oh! Hymenaios! Oh! Hymen! oh! Hymenaios!
Leader of the Chorus (singing) : The bridegroom's fig is great and thick; the bride's very soft and tender.
Trygaios (singing) : While eating and drinking deep draughts of wine, continue to repeat: Oh! Hymen! oh! Hymenaios! Oh! Hymen! oh! Hymenaios, Hail, hail, my friends. All who come with me shall have cakes galore."