Dancing+Before+Hathor

Dancing Before Hathor

"The King, the Pharaoh, comes to dance, He comes to sing; Mistress, see the dancing, Wife of Horus, see the skipping!

He offers it to you, This jug of beer; Mistress, see the dancing, O Golden One, see the skipping!

He offers it to you, This loaf of bread; Mistress, see the dancing, Great One, see the skipping!

He comes to dance, he comes to sing! His heart is straight, his inmost open, No darkness is in his breast; His bag is of rushes, His basket of reeds, His sistrum of gold, His necklace of malachite.

His feet hurry to the Mistress of Music, He dances for her, she loves his doing!"

Hymns of Hathor