To Diana. Iii-22 (from The Odes Of Horace)

Diana, Protector of mountain and wood,
Who when three times invoked, hast so well understood,
And young mothers in child-birth hast rescued from death,
Goddess, triply endowed!
Let this tree overhanging my house here, this pine
Be for thee, that each year I shall consecrate thine,
Happy still - with the blood of a boar, whose last breath,
Planned a side-long attack.