The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. THE piercing eye of Justice bright, I sing, 1 Plac'd by the throne of heav'n's almighty king, Perceiving thence, with vision unconfin'd, The life and conduct of the human kind To thee, revenge and punishment belong, Chastising ev'ry deed, unjust and wrong; Whose pow'r alone, dissimilars can join, And from th' equality of truth combine: For all the ill, persuasion can inspire, When urging bad designs, with counsel dire, 'Tis thine alone to punish; with the race Of lawless passions, and incentives base; For thou art ever to the good inclin'd, And hostile to the men of evil mind. Come, all-propitious, and thy suppliant hear, When Fate's predestin'd, final hour draws near.

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. Approach strong Fortune, with propitious mind And rich abundance, to my pray'r inclin'd Placid, and gentle Trivia, mighty nam'd, 3 Imperial Dian, born of Pluto fam'd; Mankind's unconquer'd, endless praise is thine, Sepulch'ral, widely-wand'ring pow'r divine! In thee, our various mortal life is found, And some from thee hi copious wealth abound; While others mourn thy hand averse to bless, In all the bitterness of deep distress. Bc present, Goddess, to thy vot'ry kind, And give abundance with benignant mind.

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. ILLUSTRIOUS Themis, of celestial birth, Thee I invoke, young blossom of the earth; 2 Beauteous-eyed virgin; first from thee alone, Prophetic oracles to men were known, Giv'n from the deep recesses of the fane In sacred Pytho, where renown'd you reign; From thee, Apollo's oracles arose, And from thy pow'r his inspiration flows. Honour'd by all, of form divinely bright, Majestic virgin, wand'ring in the night: Mankind from thee first learnt initial rites, And Bacchus' nightly choirs thy soul delights; For holy honours to disclose is thine, With all the culture of the pow'rs divine. Be present, Goddess, to my pray'r inclin'd, And bless the mystic rites with fav'ring mind.

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. O Blessed Equity, mankind's delight, Th' eternal friend of conduct just and right: Abundant, venerable, honor'd maid, To judgments pure, dispensing constant aid, A stable conscience, and an upright mind; For men unjust, by thee are undermin'd, Whose souls perverse thy bondage ne'er desire, But more untam'd decline thy scourges dire: Harmonious, friendly power, averse to strife, In peace rejoicing, and a stable life; Lovely, loquacious, of a gentle mind, Hating excess, to equal deeds inclin'd: Wisdom, and virtue of whate'er degree, Receive their proper bound alone in thee. Hear, Goddess Equity, the deeds destroy Of evil men, which human life annoy; That all may yield to thee of mortal birth, Whether supported by the fruits of earth, Or in her kindly fertile bosom found, or in the depths of Marine Jove profound. Next: LXIII: To Law Sacred Texts | Classics « Previous: The Initiations of Orpheus: LXI: To Justice Index Next: The Initiations of Orpheus: LXIII: To Law » Sacred Texts | Classics

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. THEE, mighty-ruling, Dæmon dread, I call, Mild Jove, life-giving, and the source of all: Great Jove, much-wand'ring, terrible and strong, To whom revenge and tortures dire belong. Mankind from thee, in plenteous wealth abound, When in their dwellings joyful thou art found; Or pass thro' life afflicted and distress'd, The needful means of bliss by thee supprest. 'Tis thine alone endu'd with boundless might, To keep the keys of sorrow and delight. O holy, blessed father, hear my pray'r, Disperse the seeds of life-consuming care; With fav'ring mind the sacred rites attend, And grant my days a glorious, blessed end. Next: LXXIII: To Leucothea Sacred Texts | Classics « Previous: The Initiations of Orpheus: LXXI. To Fortune Index Next: The Initiations of Orpheus: LXXIII: To Leucothea » Sacred Texts | Classics

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. THE consort I invoke of Jove divine, Source of the holy, sweetly-speaking Nine; Free from th' oblivion of the fallen mind, By whom the soul with intellect is join'd: Reason's increase, and thought to thee belong, All-powerful, pleasant, vigilant, and strong: 'Tis thine, to waken from lethargic rest All thoughts deposited within the breast; And nought neglecting, vigorous to excite The mental eye from dark oblivion's night. Come, blessed power, thy mystic's mem'ry wake To holy rites, and Lethe's fetters break.

(3) And on that day on which Adam went forth from the garden, he offered as a sweet savour an offering, frankincense, galbanum, and stacte, ana spices in Jhe morning with the rising of the sun from the day when he covered his shame.

(1) If through his action in the offering of gifts in accordance with the Righteous Order, (Thy saint ) shall smite the Demon-of-the-Lie (the inspiring spirit of our foes), when that in very truth shall come , which has been (and is still yet) proclaimed as a deceit , (when it shall come) in the Immortal life, regarding (as it does both) men (to bless), and Daêvas (to afflict them), then shall (Thy faithful worshipper) increase thereby the celebration of Thy praise, O Lord! and with it blessings (for Thy folk).

(33) "It is expedient that every man should labor for this treasure by the assistance of God, and his own particular search and industry. But the perverse intentions of these fellows we understand out of their own writings, by the singular grace and revelation of God. We do stop our ears, and wrap ourselves as it were in clouds, to avoid the bellowings and howlings of those men, who in vain cry out for gold. And hence indeed it comes to pass that they brand us with infinite calumnies and slanders, which notwithstanding we do not resent but God in His good time will judge them for it. But after that we had well known (though unknown to you) and perceived also by your writing how diligently you are to peruse the Holy Scripture, and seek the true knowledge of God: we have also above many thousands, thought you worthy of some answer, and we signify this much to you by the will of God and the admonition of the Holy Ghost.

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. Daughters of Jove, dire-sounding and divine, 1 Renown'd Pierian, sweetly speaking Nine; To those whose breasts your sacred furies fire Much-form'd, the objects of supreme desire: Sources of blameless virtue to mankind, Who form to excellence the youthful mind; Who nurse the soul, and give her to descry The paths of right with Reason's steady eye. Commanding queens who lead to sacred light The intellect refin'd from Error's night; And to mankind each holy rite disclose, For mystic knowledge from your nature flows. Clio, and Erato, who charms the sight, With thee Euterpe minist'ring delight: Thalia flourishing, Polymina fam'd, Melpomene from skill in music nam'd: Terpischore, Urania heav'nly bright, With thee * who gav'st me to behold the light. Come, venerable, various, pow'rs divine, With fav'ring aspect on your mystics shine; Bring glorious, ardent, lovely, fam'd desire, And warm my bosom with your sacred fire.

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. HEAR, pow'rful, Hercules untam'd and strong, To whom vast hands, and mighty works belong, Almighty Titan, prudent and benign, Of various forms, eternal and divine, Father of Time, the theme of gen'ral praise, Ineffable, ador'd in various ways. Magnanimous, in divination skill'd And in the athletic labours of the field. 'Tis thine strong archer, all things to devour, Supreme, all-helping, all-producing pow'r; To thee mankind as their deliv'rer pray, Whose arm can chase the savage tribes away: Uweary'd, earth's best blossom, offspring fair, To whom calm peace, and peaceful works are dear. 13 Self-born, with primogenial fires you shine, And various names and strength of heart are thine. Thy mighty head supports the morning light, And bears untam'd, the silent gloomy night; From east to west endu'd with strength divine, Twelve glorious labours to absolve is thine; Supremely skill'd, thou reign'st in heav'n's abodes, Thyself a God amid'st th' immortal Gods. With arms unshaken, infinite, divine, Come, blessed pow'r, and to our rites incline; The mitigations of disease convey, And drive disasterous maladies away. Come, shake the branch with thy almighty arm, Dismiss thy darts and noxious fate disarm.

(7) "Give them daughters and sons. Let them not meet disgrace, nor misfortune, let not the deceiver come behind or before them. Let them not fall, let them not be wounded, let them not fornicate, nor be condemned by justice. Let them not fall on the descent or on the ascent of the road. Let them not encounter obstacles back of them or before them, nor anything which strikes them. Grant them good roads, beautiful, level roads. Let them not have misfortune, nor disgrace, through Thy fault, through Thy sorceries.

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. SEA-born, aerial, blowing from the west, Sweet gales, who give to weary'd labour rest: Vernal and grassy, and of gentle found, To ships delightful, thro' the sea profound; For these, impell'd by you with gentle force, Pursue with prosp'rous Fate their destin'd course. With blameless gales regard my suppliant pray'r, Zephyrs unseen, light-wing'd, and form'd from air. Next: LXXXI: To the South Wind Sacred Texts | Classics « Previous: The Initiations of Orpheus: LXXIX: To the North Wind Index Next: The Initiations of Orpheus: LXXXI: To the South Wind » Sacred Texts | Classics

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. O Mighty Titans, who from heav'n and earth Derive your noble and illustrious birth, Our fathers fires, in Tartarus profound Who dwell, deep merg'd beneath the solid ground: Fountains and principles, from whom began Th' afflicted, miserable, race of man: Who not alone in earth's retreats abide, But in the ocean and the air reside; Since ev'ry species from your nature flows, Which all prolific, nothing barren knows: Avert your rage, if from th' infernal seats One of your tribe should visit our retreats.

(1) Let Thy mercy, O Lord, be lifted up upon Thy people, and create in them an upright spirit, and let not the spirit of Beliar rule over them to accuse them before Thee, and to ensnare them from all the paths of righteousness, so that they 'may perish from before Thy face.

(2) Thereafterward I heard: "O good Fabricius, Virtue with poverty didst thou prefer To the possession of great wealth with vice." So pleasurable were these words to me That I drew farther onward to have knowledge Touching that spirit whence they seemed to come. He furthermore was speaking of the largess Which Nicholas unto the maidens gave, In order to conduct their youth to honour. "O soul that dost so excellently speak, Tell me who wast thou," said I, "and why only Thou dost renew these praises well deserved? Not without recompense shall be thy word, If I return to finish the short journey Of that life which is flying to its end." And he: "I'll tell thee, not for any comfort I may expect from earth, but that so much Grace shines in thee or ever thou art dead. I was the root of that malignant plant Which overshadows all the Christian world, So that good fruit is seldom gathered from it; But if Douay and Ghent, and Lille and Bruges Had Power, soon vengeance would be taken on it; And this I pray of Him who judges all.

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE and MANNA. STRONG, mighty Vulcan, bearing splendid light, Unweary'd fire, with flaming torrents bright: Strong-handed, deathless, and of art divine, Pure element, a portion of the world is thine: All-taming artist, all-diffusive pow'r, 'Tis thine supreme, all substance to devour: Æther, Sun, Moon, and Stars, light pure and clear, For these thy lucid parts to men appear. To thee, all dwellings, cities, tribes belong, Diffus'd thro' mortal bodies bright and strong. Hear, blessed power, to holy rites incline, And all propitious on the incense shine: Suppress the rage of fires unweary'd frame, And still preserve our nature's vital flame.

The FUMIGATION from FRANKINCENSE. HERMES, draw near, and to my pray'r incline, Angel of Jove, and Maia's son divine; Studious of contests, ruler of mankind, With heart almighty, and a prudent mind. Celestial messenger, of various skill, Whose pow'rful arts could watchful Argus kill: With winged feet, 'tis thine thro' air to course, O friend of man, and prophet of discourse: Great life-supporter, to rejoice is thine, In arts gymnastic, and in fraud divine: With pow'r endu'd all language to explain, Of care the loos'ner, and the source of gain. Whose hand contains of blameless peace the rod, Corucian, blessed, profitable God; Of various speech, whose aid in works we find, And in necessities to mortals kind: Dire weapon of the tongue, which men revere, Be present, Hermes, and thy suppliant hear; Assist my works, conclude my life with peace, Give graceful speech, and me memory's increase. Next: XXVIII: To Proserpine Sacred Texts | Classics « Previous: The Initiations of Orpheus: XXVI: To The Mother of the Gods Index Next: The Initiations of Orpheus: XXVIII: To Proserpine » Sacred Texts | Classics

(5) One of the two thieves which were crucified with him cast the same in his teeth; but the other rebuked him, saying, Dost thou not fear God? We receive the due reward of our deeds: but this man hath done nothing amiss.

(20) Judge not, and ye shall not be judged: condemn not, and ye shall not be condemned: forgive, and ye shall be forgiven: Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again.