The Equinox (Volume I, Number VI)

38 THE RITES OF ELEUSIS Caught in that fiery wave, Her love and life she gave With one last kissing cry the unborn child to save. And thou, Ο Zeus, the sire Of Bromius—hunter dire !4- Didst snatch the unborn babe from that Olympian fire: In thine own thigh most holy That offspring melancholy Didst hide, didst feed, on light, ambrosia, and moly. Ay ! and with serpent hair And limbs divinely {air Didst thou, Dionysus, leap forth to the nectar air ! Ay! thus the dreams of fate We dare commemorate, Twining in lovesome curls the spoil of mate and mate Ο Dionysus, hear! Be close, be quick, be near, Whispering enchanted words in every curving ear! 0 Dionysus, start As the Apollonian dart! Bury thy horned head in every bleeding heart ! Ist M.!ENAD. He is here! He is here I AUTONOE. Tigers, appear! AGAVE. To the clap of my hand And the whish of my wand, Obey! AUTONOE. Ι have found A chariot crowned With ivy and vine, And the laurel divine, And the clustering smell