Περικῑόνιος Perikīónios¶
Incense: aromatics
Bacchus Pericionius, hear my prayer,
Who made the house of Cadmus once thy care,
With matchless force his pillars twining round,
When burning thunders shook the solid ground,
In flaming, sounding torrents borne along,
Propped by thy grasp indissolubly strong.
Come mighty Bacchus, to these rites inclined,
And bless thy suppliants with rejoicing mind.