Orphic Hymn 47

To Bacchus Pericionius

THE FUMIGATION FROM AROMATICS. Bacchus Pericionius, hear my pray’r, Who mad’st the house of Cadmus once thy care, With matchless force his pillars twining round, When burning thunders shook the solid ground, In flaming, sounding torrents borne along, Propt by thy grasp indissolubly strong. Come, mighty Bacchus, to these rites inclin’d, And bless thy suppliants with rejoicing mind.