Leto

It was the son of Zeus and Leto;

Not a word he spoke, but went by the shore of the sounding sea and prayed apart to King Apollo whom lovely Leto had borne.

There was queen Demeter again, and lovely Leto, and yourself - but with none of these was I ever so much enamored as I now am with you.

It is not possible that Leto, the wife of Zeus, gave birth to such folly.

O daughter of Leto, Dictynna of the mountains, to your hall, to the golden walls of your temple with beautiful pillars,

Lovely is the son of Leto, whom she, the Delian, once bore in the fruitful valleys, golden-haired, skilled at the lyre;

Then the goddess through the love of the god conceived and brought forth dark-gowned Leto, always mild, kind to men and to the deathless gods, mild from the beginning, gentlest in all Olympus.

And Leto was joined in love with Zeus who holds the aegis, and bore Apollo and Artemis delighting in arrows, children lovely above all the sons of Heaven.

As the huntress Artemis goes forth upon the mountains of Taygetus or Erymanthus to hunt wild boars or deer, and the wood-nymphs, daughters of Aegis-bearing Zeus, take their sport along with her (then is Leto proud at seeing her daughter stand a full head taller than the others, and eclipse the loveliest amid a whole bevy of beauties), even so did the girl outshine her handmaids.

for he had violated Zeus’ mistress Leto as she was going through Panopeus on her way to Pytho.

They threatened to make war with the gods in Olympus, and tried to set Mount Ossa on the top of Mount Olympus, and Mount Pelion on the top of Ossa, that they might scale heaven itself, and they would have done it too if they had been grown up, but Apollo, son of Leto, killed both of them, before they had got so much as a sign of hair upon their cheeks or chin.

And never, it says, may they offer pure sacrifice unto Apollo, nor to Artemis, nor to Leto, nor to Athena Pronaea, and may the gods refuse to accept their offerings.

If any one should violate this, it says, whether city or private man, or tribe, let them be under the curse, it says, of Apollo and Artemis and Leto and Athena Pronaea.

May they who fail to punish them never offer pure sacrifice unto Apollo, nor to Artemis, nor to Leto, nor to Athena Pronaea, and may the gods refuse to accept their offerings.

to the swan of Delos, to Leto the mother of the quails, and to Artemis, the goldfinch.

Leto, indeed, is in the time of Tityus, for "Leto he dragged, the glorious consort of Zeus";

for good fortune to Apollo, god of the streets, to Leto, and to Artemis;

doubly blest be thou, child of Latona!

come, too, thou daughter of Latona, together come, ye virgin goddesses, fair sisters of Phoebus!

Tis Phoebus, who dwelleth in the temple, Hail Paean, healing god, good luck to thee and blessing, child of Latona!

I am Phoebus, the son of Leto, drawing near to call you by name.

Apollo and Artemis were (they say) children of Dionysus and Isis, and Leto was made their nurse and preserver;

that on this island that did not move before, Leto, one of the eight gods who first came to be, who was living at Buto where this oracle of hers is, taking charge of Apollo from Isis, hid him for safety in this island which is now said to float, when Typhon came hunting through the world, keen to find the son of Osiris.

and in the midst the son of Zeus and Leto played sweetly on a golden lyre.

To begin with, the first, the fourth, and the seventh— on which Leto bore Apollo with the blade of gold—each is a holy day.

There she hangs up her curved bow and her arrows, and heads and leads the dances, gracefully arrayed, while all they utter their heavenly voice, singing how neat-ankled Leto bare children supreme among the immortals both in thought and in deed.

And so, farewell, son of Zeus and Leto;

And Leto swear the great oath of the gods:

But Leto alone stays by the side of Zeus who delights in thunder;

And if Leto's most glorious son shall seek me out, I think another and a greater loss will befall him.

” --> So Hermes the shepherd and Leto's glorious son kept stubbornly disputing each article of their quarrel:

But the Son of Leto was aware and failed not to perceive the beautiful mountain-nymph and her dear son, albeit a little child and swathed so craftily.

-->“Hail, lady, whoever of the blessed ones you are that are come to this house, whether Artemis, or Leto, or golden Aphrodite, or high-born Themis, or bright-eyed Athena.

For, mounting his chariot of victorious horses, he gives the word to sing for the mother and her twin children who jointly watch over steep Pytho.

In very holy Pytho the blood of this family was once victorious, his hands bound with leather straps—Callias, who had found favor with the children of Leto of the golden distaff, and beside Castalia at evening he was made radiant by the loud chorus of the Graces.

and Leto from her gentleness, because whatever is asked of her, she is willing (ἐθελήμων).