Orphic Hymn 30

To Bacchus

THE FUMIGATION FROM STORAX. Bacchus I call loud-sounding and divine, Inspiring God, a twofold shape is thine: Thy various names and attributes I sing, O firstborn, thrice begotten, Bacchic king. Rural, ineffable, two-form’d, obscure, Two-horn’d, with ivy crown’d, and Euion pure: Bull-fac’d and martial, bearer of the vine, Endu’d with counsel prudent and divine: Omadius, whom the leaves of vines adorn, Of Jove and Proserpine occultly born In beds ineffable; all-blessed pow’r, Whom with triennial off’rings men adore. Immortal dæmon, hear my suppliant voice, Give me in blameless plenty to rejoice; And listen gracious to my mystic pray’r, Surrounded with thy choir of nurses fair.