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Saturday, 24 April 2010

Orphic Hymn to Hermes


Hermes, draw near, and to my pray'r incline,
Angel of Zeus, 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.

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