Orphic Hymn 31

To The Curetes

Leaping Curetes who with dancing feet And circling measures armed footsteps beat! Whose bosoms Bacchanalian furies fire, Who move in rhythm to the sounding lyre: Who traces deaf when lightly leaping tread, Arm-bearers, strong defenders, rulers dread! Fam’d Deities the guards of Proserpine, Preserving rites mysterious and divine: Come, and benevolent this hymn attend, And with glad mind the herdman’s life defend.