Eumenides

Zeus rains upon us And from the sky comes d own enormous water Rivers have turned to ice Dash down the water Throw a log on the fire And mix the flattering wine and bind on round our foreheads Soft ceremonial wreaths of spun fleece We must not let our spirits give way to grief

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

In the primeval dark of earth-follows held in high veneration with rites sacrificial Bless them, all people, with silence Gracious be, wish what the land wishes Follow grave goddesses Flushed in the flame sprung torchlight Gay on your journey Singing all follow our steps Horns, Horns, oh high, oh aspiring Daughters of night, aged children, in blithe processional Bless them, all people, with silence There shall be peace forever Between these people of Pallas and their guests Zeus the all-seeing met with Destiny to confirm it Singing all follow our steps

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025