TERRESTRIAL Dionysius, hear my pray'r
Awak'ned rise with nymphs of lovely hair:
Great Amphietus Bacchus, annual God
Who laid asleep in Proserpine's abode
Did'st lull to drowsy and oblivious rest
The rites triennial, and the sacred feast;
Which rous'd again by thee, in graceful ring
Thy nurses round thee mystic anthems sing;
When briskly dancing with rejoicing pow'rs
Thou mov'st in concert with the circling hours
Come, blessed, fruitful, horned, and divine
And on these rites with joyful aspect shine;
Accept the general incense and the pray'r
And make prolific holy fruits thy care