Orphic Hymn to Apollon (hangs over my Atlar to Apollon)
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Blessed singer, smile on this song.

Illustrious power, rape avenger, God of shining health, evergreen of wealth, play your golden lyre.

Dragon slayer, father of oracles, archer with arrows of light, sun prince of Mousai, drive away all diseases.

Golden haired wonder, you see all within and all beneath the sky. Your omens guide us to purity and goodness.

You watch ceaseless light and the mysteries of Earth. Your keen eyes pierce silent night.

You are the root of stars and space. You inspire Nature's music with your ringing lyre.

Seeds, plows, flourishing fields glistening at dawn, belong to you.

You are dolphin, bay and laurel. You are palm tree, swan and hawk.

You are mouse and snake. You are wolf and deer. You are crow, raven, grasshopper and griffin.

Always everywhere you give subtle advice through oracles, dreams and bird flight.

Teach us the science of harmonies and limits. Tune winter's deep string to spring's sweetness.

Strike summer's purest chord. Let the wind song of the syrinx sing a dance for Pan.

Keeper of the seal that stamps the world with forms, hear our song and save us.