The FUMIGATION from STORAX. BACCHUS I call, loud-sounding and divine, Fanatic God, a two-fold shape is thine: Thy various names and attributes I sing, O, first-born, thrice begotten, Bacchic king: 4 Rural, ineffable, two-form'd, obscure, Two-horn'd, with ivy crown'd, euion, pure. Bull-fac'd, and martial, bearer of the vine, Endu'd with counsel prudent and divine: Triennial, whom the leaves of vines adorn, Of Jove and Proserpine, occultly born. 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.

The FUMIGATION from AROMATICS HEAR me, illustrious father, dæmon fam'd. Great Saturn's offspring, and Sabasius nam'd; Inserting Bacchus, bearer of the vine, And founding God, within thy thigh divine, That when mature, the Dionysian God Might burst the bands of his conceal'd abode, And come to sacred Tmolus, his delight, Where Ippa dwells, all beautiful and bright. Come blessed Phrygian God, the king of all, And aid thy mystics, when on thee they call. Next: XLVIII: To Ippa Sacred Texts | Classics « Previous: The Initiations of Orpheus: XLVI: To Bacchus Pericionius Index Next: The Initiations of Orpheus: XLVIII: To Ippa » Sacred Texts | Classics

The FUMIGATION from STORAX. Great nurse of Bacchus, to my pray'r incline, For holy Sabus' secret rites are thine, The mystic rites of Bacchus' nightly choirs, Compos'd of sacred, loud-resounding fires: Hear me, terrestrial mother, mighty queen, Whether on Phyrgia's holy mountain + seen, Or if to dwell in Tmolus thee delights, With holy aspect come, and bless these rites.

The FUMIGATION from AROMATICS. BACCHUS fanatic, much-nam'd, blest, divine, Bull-fac'd Lenæan, bearer of the vine; From fire descended, raging, Nysian king, From whom initial ceremonies spring: Liknitan Bacchus, pure and fiery bright, Prudent, crown-bearer, wandering in the night; Pupil of Proserpine, mysterious pow'r, Triple, ineffable, Jove's secret flow'r: Ericapæus, first-begotten nam'd, Of Gods the father, and the offspring fam'd: Bearing a sceptre, leader of the choir, Whose dancing feet, fanatic Furies fire, When the triennial band thou dost inspire. Loud-sounding, Tages, of a fiery light, Born of two mothers, Amphietus bright: Wand'ring on mountains, cloth'd with skins of deer, Apollo, golden-ray'd, whom all revere. God of the grape with leaves of ivy crown'd, Bassarian, lovely, virgin-like, renown'd Come blessed pow'r, regard thy mystics voice, Propitious come, and in these rites rejoice.

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, founding torrents borne along), Propt by thy grasp indissolubly strong. Come mighty Bacchus to these rites inclin'd, And bless thy suppliants with rejoicing mind.

(9) It is not then without reason that in the mysteries that obtain among the Greeks, lustrations hold the first place; as also the layer among the Barbarians. After these are the minor mysteries, which have some foundation of instruction and of preliminary preparation for what is to come after; and the great mysteries, in which nothing remains to be learned of the universe, but only to contemplate and comprehend nature and things.

The FUMIGATION from every AROMATIC except FRANKINCENSE. TERRESTRIAL Dionysius, hear my pray'r, Awak'ned rise with nymphs of lovely hair: Great Amphietus Bacchus, annual God, Who laid asleep in Proserpine's abode, Did'st lull to drowsy and oblivious 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 these rites with joyful aspect shine; Accept the general incense and the pray'r, And make prolific holy fruits thy care. Next: LIII: To Silenus, Satyrus, and the Priestesses of Bacchus Sacred Texts | Classics « Previous: The Initiations of Orpheus: LI: To Trietericus Index Next: The Initiations of Orpheus: LIII: To Silenus, Satyrus, an... » Sacred Texts | Classics

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.

(78) Now these three distinct dominions or regimens are generated in the seed, which taketh its original in the flesh, as I have mentioned before, within three leaves from this. Now observe this hidden secret hidden Mystery. Ye Naturalists, observe. The Gate of the great Mystery.

The FUMIGATION from AROMATICS. CERALIAN queen, of celebrated name, From whom both men, and Gods immortal came; Who widely wand'ring once, oppress'd with grief, In Eleusina's valley found'st relief, Discovering Proserpine thy daughter pure In dread Avernus, dismal and obscure; A sacred youth while thro' the world you stray Bacchus, attending leader of the way; The holy marriage of terrestrial Jove Relating, while oppress'd with grief you rove; Come, much invok'd, and to these rites inclin'd, Thy mystic suppliant bless, with fav'ring mind. Next: XLI: To Mises Sacred Texts | Classics « Previous: The Initiations of Orpheus: XXXIX: To Ceres Index Next: The Initiations of Orpheus: XLI: To Mises » Sacred Texts | Classics

(85) Before Thy burning throne the angels wait, Much-working, charged to do all things, for men. Thy young Spring shines, all prank'd with purple flowers; Thy Winter with its chilling clouds assails; Three Autumn noisy Bacchus distributes."

The FUMIGATION from AROMATICS. I Call Leucothea, of great Cadmus born, And Bacchus' nurse, whom ivy leaves adorn. Hear, pow'rful Goddess, in the mighty deep Wide and profound, thy Ration doom'd to keep: In waves rejoicing, guardian of mankind; For ships from thee alone deliv'rance find Amidst the fury of th' unstable main, When art no more avail, and strength is vain; When rushing billows with tempestuous ire O'erwhelm the mariner in ruin dire, Thou hear'st, with pity touch'd, his suppliant pray'r, Resolv'd his life to succour and to spare. Be ever present, Goddess! in distress, Waft ships along with prosperous success: Thy mystics thro' the stormy sea defend, And safe conduct them to their destin'd end. Next: LXXIV: To Palæmon Sacred Texts | Classics « Previous: The Initiations of Orpheus: LXXII: To the Dæmon, or... Index Next: The Initiations of Orpheus: LXXIV: To Palæmon » Sacred Texts | Classics

The FUMIGATION from MANNA. GREAT nurse of Bacchus, to my pray'r incline., Silenus, honor'd by the pow'rs divine And by mankind at the triennial feast Illustrious dæmon, reverenc'd as the best: Holy, august, the source of lawful rites, Rejoicing pow'r, whom vigilance delights With Sylvans dancing ever young and fair, Head of the Bacchic Nymphs, who ivy bear. With all thy Satyrs on our incense shine, Dæmons wild form'd, and bless the rites divine; Come, rouse to sacred Joy thy pupil kin, * And Brumal Nymphs with rites Lenæan bring; Our orgies shining thro' the night inspire, And bless triumphant pow'r the sacred choir.

(9) And if you ask, "These orgies, what is their nature?" You will hear again: "It is forbidden to mortals uninitiated in the Bacchic rites to know."

(8) Previously [the lords] had warned the guards of the flowers of Xibalba: "Take care of our flowers, do not let them be taken by the boys who shall come to cut them. But how could [the boys] see and cut the flowers? Not at all. Watch, then, all night!" "Very well," they answered. But the guards of the garden heard nothing. Needlessly they shouted up into the branches of the trees in the garden. There they were all night, repeating their same shouts and songs. "Ixpurpuvec! Ixpurpuvec!" one shouted. "Puhuyú! Puhuyú!" the other answered.

Hear me, Jove's son, blest Bacchus, God of wine, Born of two mothers, honor'd and divine; Lysian, Euion * Bacchus, various-nam'd, Of Gods the offspring secret, holy, fam'd: Fertile and nourishing whose liberal care Earth's fruits increases, flourishing and fair; Sounding, magnanimous, Lenæan pow'r O various form'd, medic'nal, holy flow'r: Mortals in thee, repose from labour find, Delightful charm, desir'd by all mankind: Fair-hair'd Euion, Bromian, joyful God, Lysian, invested with the leafy rod. To these our rites, benignant pow'r incline, When fav'ring men, or when on Gods you shine; Be present to thy mystic's suppliant pray'r, Rejoicing come, and fruits abundant bear.

(3) Thence the prophecies and oracles are spoken in enigmas, and the mysteries are not exhibited incontinently to all and sundry, but only after certain purifications and previous instructions.

(3) "The first [mystery of the First Mystery],--if thou accomplishest its mystery altogether and standest and accomplishest it finely in all its figures, then dost thou come straightway out of thy body, become a great light-stream and pass through all the regions of the rulers and all the regions of the Light, while all are in fear of that soul, until it cometh to the region of its kingdom.

The FUMIGATION from MANNA. LIKNITAN Bacchus, bearer of the vine, Thee I invoke to bless these rites divine: Florid and gay, of nymphs the blossom bright, And of fair Venus, Goddess of delight, 'Tis thine mad footsteps with mad nymphs to beat, Dancing thro' groves with lightly leaping feet: From Jove's high counsels nurst by Proserpine, And born the dread of all the pow'rs divine: Come, blessed pow'r, regard thy suppliant's voice, Propitious come, and in these rites rejoice.

(249) 264 To say: O ye two contestants, announce now to the honourable one in this his name: 264 N. is this ssss-plant which springs from the earth. 264 The hand of N. is cleansed by him who has prepared his throne. 265 N. it is who is at the nose of the powerful Great One. 265 N. comes out of the Isle of Flame, 265 (after) he, N., had set truth therein in the place of error. 265 N. it is who is the guardian of laundry, who protects the uraeusserpents, 265 in the night of the great flood, which proceeds from the Great. 266 N. appears as Nefertem, as the flower of the lotus at the nose of R`; 266 as he comes forth from the horizon every day, the gods purify themselves, when they see him.