Bacchus I call, loud-sounding and divine,
Inspiring God, a twofold shape is thine:
Thy various names and attributes I sing,
O first-born, thrice begotten, Bacchic king.
Rural, ineffable, two-formed, obscure,
Two-horned, with ivy crowned, Euion, pure:
Bull-faced and martial, bearer of the vine,
Endued with counsel prudent and divine:
Omadius, whom the leaves of vines adorn,
Of Jove and Proserpine occultly born
In beds ineffable; all-blessed power,
Whom with triennial offerings men adore.
Immortal daemon, hear my suppliant voice,
Give me in blameless plenty to rejoice;
And listen gracious to my mystic prayer,
Surrounded with thy choir of nurses fair.