Hymn L: To Lysius Lenaeus

Hear me, Jove's son, blest Bacchus, God of wine,
Born of two mothers, honour'd and divine ;
Lysian Euion Bacchus, various-nam'd,
Of Gods the offspring, secret, holy, fam'd.
Fertile and nourishing, whose liberal care
Augments the fruit that banishes despair.
Sounding, magnanimous, Lenaean pow'r,
O various-form'd, medicinal, 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, insanely raging 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 mystics' suppliant pray'r,
Rejoicing come, and fruits abundant bear.