Hymns of Orphus

WITH holy voice I call the stars on high, Pure sacred lights and genii of the sky.

Celestial stars, the progeny of Night, In whirling circles beaming far your light,

Refulgent rays around the heav'ns ye throw, Eternal fires, the source of all below.

With flames significant of Fate ye shine, And aptly rule for men a path divine.

In seven bright zones ye run with wand'ring flames, And heaven and earth compose your lucid frames:

With course unwearied, pure and fiery bright, Forever shining thro' the veil of Night.

Hail twinkling, joyful, ever wakeful fires! Propitious shine on all my just desires;

These sacred rites regard with conscious rays, And end our works devoted to your praise.