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They are based on ترانيم beliefs of Orphism, a mystery cult or religious philosophy which claimed descent from the teachings of the mythical hero Orpheus, ترانيم. The Hymns of Orpheus. Translated by Taylor, Thomas
The hymns are "Homeric" in the sense that they employ the same epic meter— dactylic hexameter —as the Iliad and Odyssey , use many similar formulas and are couched in the same dialect. While the modern scholarly consensus is that they were not written during the lifetime of Homer himself, they were uncritically attributed to him in antiquity—from the earliest written reference to them, Thucydides iii. Verrall noted in , [1] "that is to say, it has come down labeled as 'Homer' from the earliest times of Greek book-literature. The oldest of the hymns were probably written in the seventh century BC, somewhat later than Hesiod and the usually accepted date for the writing down of the Homeric epics. This still places the older Homeric Hymns among the oldest monuments of Greek literature ; but although most of them were composed in the seventh and sixth centuries, a few may be Hellenistic , and the Hymn to Ares might be a late pagan work, inserted when it was observed that a hymn to Ares was lacking. The hymns to Helios and Selene are also thought to have been composed a bit later than the others, but earlier than the one to Ares. The hymns, which must be the remains of a once more strongly represented genre, vary widely in length, some being as brief as three or four lines, while others are in excess of five hundred lines.
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To Heracles The Fumigation from Myrrh.
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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright nd may all your Christmases be white I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know May your days be merry and bright nd may all your Christmases be white I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright nd may all your Christmases be white May your days be merry and bright nd may all your Christmases be white May your days be merry and bright nd may all your Christmases be white nd may all your Christmases be white all your Christmases be white nd may all your Christmases be white all your Christmases be white nd may all your Christmases be white all your Christmases be white nd may all your Christmases be ll your Christmases be white ll your Christmases be white. He has made me glad, He has made me glad, I will rejoice for He has made me glad. George Duffield. Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! O What fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! O What fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh. Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh Over the fields we go, Laughing all the way. Bells on bobtail ring, Making spirits bright What fun it is to ride and sing sleighing song tonight.
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Daughter of Jove [Zeus], almighty and divine, come, blessed queen, and to these rites incline: Only-begotten, Pluto's [Plouton's] honor'd wife, O venerable Goddess, source of life: 'Tis thine in earth's profundities to dwell, fast by the wide and dismal gates of hell: Jove's [Zeus'] holy offspring, of a beauteous mien, fatal [Praxidike], with lovely locks, infernal queen: Source of the furies [Eumenides], whose blest frame proceeds from Jove's [Zeus'] ineffable and secret seeds: Mother of Bacchus [Eubouleos], Sonorous, divine, and many-form'd, the parent of the vine: The dancing Hours [Horai] attend thee, essence bright, all-ruling virgin, bearing heav'nly light: Illustrious, horned, of a bounteous mind, alone desir'd by those of mortal kind. O Mighty Titans, who from heav'n [Ouranos] and earth [Gaia] 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. Without a father of thy wond'rous frame, thyself the father whence thy essence came. The spacious air, whose nutrimental fire, and vivid blasts, the heat of life inspire The lighter frame of fire, whose sparkling eye shines on the summit of the azure sky, Submit alike to thee, whole general sway all parts of matter, various form'd obey. True serpent-horned Jove [Zeus], whose dreadful rage when rous'd, 'tis hard for mortals to asswage. O pow'r all-ruling, holy, honor'd light, thee sacred poets and their hymns delight: Propitious to thy mystic's works incline, rejoicing come, for holy rites are thine. While the modern scholarly consensus is that they were not written during the lifetime of Homer himself, they were uncritically attributed to him in antiquity—from the earliest written reference to them, Thucydides iii. To Dionysus Bassareus All-flourishing, connecting, mingling soul, leader and ruler of this mighty whole. To Themis Custom To Melinoe In verdure flourishing in honor bright, assessor of great Bacchus [Bromios], bearing light: Rejoicing in the reapers sickles, kind, whose nature lucid, earthly, pure, we find. Intrepid, fatal, all-subduing dame, life-everlasting, Parca, breathing flame. All-honor'd, prudent, whose sagacious mind knows all that was, and is, of ev'ry kind, With all that shall be in succeeding time; so vast thy wisdom, wond'rous, and sublime: For all things Nature first to thee consign'd, and in thy essence omniform confin'd. Vesta [Hestia], and source of good, thy name we find to mortal men rejoicing to be kind; For ev'ry good to give, thy soul delights; come, mighty pow'r, propitious to our rites, All-taming, blessed, Phrygian saviour, come, Saturn's [Kronos'] great queen, rejoicing in the drum.
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Thy feet's still traces in a circling course, by thee are turn'd, with unremitting force. Hear golden Titan, whose eternal eye with broad survey, illumines all the sky. Goddess of phantoms and of shadowy play, whose drowsy pow'r divides the nat'ral day: By Fate's decree you constant send the light to deepest hell, remote from mortal sight For dire Necessity which nought withstands, invests the world with adamantine bands. To Dicaeosyne Equity Great Heav'n [Ouranos], whose mighty frame no respite knows, father of all, from whom the world arose: Hear, bounteous parent, source and end of all, forever whirling round this earthly ball; Abode of Gods, whose guardian pow'r surrounds th' eternal World with ever during bounds; Whose ample bosom and encircling folds the dire necessity of nature holds. Tools Tools. Etherial father, mighty Titan, hear, great fire of Gods and men, whom all revere: Endu'd with various council, pure and strong, to whom perfection and decrease belong. Spermatic, golden-lyr'd, the field from thee receives it's constant, rich fertility. To Boreas North Wind The oldest of the hymns were probably written in the seventh century BC, somewhat later than Hesiod and the usually accepted date for the writing down of the Homeric epics. The Fumigation from every kind of Seed, except Beans and Aromatics. Come, blessed Goddess, fam'd almighty queen, with aspect kind, rejoicing and serene. To Proteus The thirty-three hymns praise most of the major gods of Greek religion ; at least the shorter ones may have served as preludes to the recitation of epic verse at festivals by professional rhapsodes: often the singer concludes by saying that now he will pass to another song.
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