Orpheus

Kisses not mortal I lavished ; Out of the life of him ravished Life for the making of thee. Son, did I lose in the deed? Son, did the breasts of me bleed, Bleed for pure love? Did I see Zeus with his face through the thunder Frowning with fury and wonder? Love in Olympus is free— I have created a god, not a mortal of mortal degree. Ant. y ORPHEUS Hear me, O mother, descended To earth, from the sisterly shrine ! Hear me, a mortal unfriended, Save thou, in thy purity splendid Indwell me, invoke the divine! As sunlight enkindles the ocean, As moonlight shakes earth with emotion, As starlight shoots trembling in wine, So be thy soul for a man! Teach my young fingers to span That musical lyre of thine! Passion and music and peace, Teach me the singing of these! - Teach me the tune of the vine! Teach me the stars to resemble, 28