Orphic Hymn 53

To Amphietus Bacchus

THE FUMIGATION FROM EVERY AROMATIC EXCEPT FRANKINCENSE. Terrestrial Dionysius, hear my pray’r, Rise vigilant with Nymphs of lovely hair: Great Amphietus Bacchus, annual God, Who laid asleep in Proserpine’s abode, Her sacred seat, didst lull to drowsy rest The rites triennial and the sacred feast; Which rous’d again by thee, in graceful ring, Thy nurses round thee mystic anthems sing; When briskly dancing with rejoicing pow’rs, Thou mov’st in concert with the circling hours. Come blessed, fruitful, horned, and divine, And on this sacred Telete propitious shine; Accept the pious incense and the pray’r, And make prolific holy fruits thy care.