Orphic Hymn 6

To Protogonus

THE FUMIGATION FROM MYRRH. O mighty first-begotten, hear my pray’r, Twofold, egg-born, and wand’ring thro’ the air; Bull-roarer, glorying in thy golden wings, From whom the race of Gods and mortal springs. Ericapams, celebrated pow’r, Ineffable, occult, all-shilling flow’r. ‘Tis thine from darksome mists to purge the sight, All-spreading splendour, pure and holy light; Hence, Phanes, call’d the glory of the sky, On waving pinions thro’ the world you fly. Priapus, dark-ey’d splendour, thee I sing, Genial, all-prudent, ever blessed king. With joyful aspect on these rites divine And holy Telite propitious shine.