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THE ORPHIC HYMNS are a collection of 87 short religious poems composed in either the late Hellenistic (3rd or 2nd B.C.) or early Roman (1st to 2nd A.D.) era. They are based on the beliefs of Orphism, a mystery cult or religious philosophy which claimed descent from the teachings of the mythical hero Orpheus.
"O Goddess, Earth, of Gods and men the source, endu'd with fertile, all destroying force;
All-parent, bounding, whose prolific pow'rs, produce a store of beauteous fruits and flow'rs,
All-various maid, th' eternal world's strong base immortal, blessed, crown'd with ev'ry grace;
From whose wide womb, as from an endless root, fruits, many-form'd, mature and grateful shoot.
Deep bosom'd, blessed, pleas'd with grassy plains, sweet to the smell, and with prolific rains.
All flow'ry dæmon, centre of the world, around thy orb, the beauteous stars are hurl'd
With rapid whirl, eternal and divine, whose frames with matchless skill and wisdom shine.
Come, blessed Goddess, listen to my pray'r, and make increase of fruits thy constant care;
With fertile Seasons [Horai] in thy train, draw near, and with propitious mind thy suppliant hear."
- Hymns of Orpheus, XXV, Thomas Taylor
"O Goddess, Earth, of Gods and men the source, endu'd with fertile, all destroying force;
All-parent, bounding, whose prolific pow'rs, produce a store of beauteous fruits and flow'rs,
All-various maid, th' eternal world's strong base immortal, blessed, crown'd with ev'ry grace;
From whose wide womb, as from an endless root, fruits, many-form'd, mature and grateful shoot.
Deep bosom'd, blessed, pleas'd with grassy plains, sweet to the smell, and with prolific rains.
All flow'ry dæmon, centre of the world, around thy orb, the beauteous stars are hurl'd
With rapid whirl, eternal and divine, whose frames with matchless skill and wisdom shine.
Come, blessed Goddess, listen to my pray'r, and make increase of fruits thy constant care;
With fertile Seasons [Horai] in thy train, draw near, and with propitious mind thy suppliant hear."
- Hymns of Orpheus, XXV, Thomas Taylor
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