And in perfection these our labours end.

THE FUMIGATION FROM MYRRH

Aerial Clouds, thro' heav'ns resplendent plains Who wander, parents of prolific rains; Who nourish fruits, whose wat'ry frames are hurl'd, By winds impetuous, round the mighty world. Loud-sounding, lion-roaring, flashing fire, In Air's wide bosom vearing thunders dire: Impell'd by each sonorous stormy gale, With rapid course along the skies ye sail. With gentle gales of your wat'ry frames I call, On mother Earth with fruitful show'rs to fall.

As the Primary Cause of Lightning

THE FUMIGATION FROM FRANKINCENSE AND MANNA

I call the mighty, holy, splendid, light, Aerial, dreadul-sounding, fiery-bright, Flaming, etherial light, with angry voice, Lightning thro' lucid clouds with crashing noise. Untam'd, to whom resentments dore belong, Pure, holy pow'r, all-parent, great and strong: Come, and benevolent these rites attend, And grant the mortal life a pleasing end.

THE FUMIGATION FROM STORAX

O father Jove, who shak'st with fiery light The world, deep-sounding from thy lofty height. From thee proceed th'etherial lightning's blaze, Flashing around intolerable rays. Thy sacred thunders shake the best abodes, The shining regions of th'immortal Gods. Thy pow'r divine the flaming lightning shrouds With dark investiture in fluid clouds. 'Tis thine to brandish thunders strong and dire, To scatter storms, and dreadful darts of fire; With roaring flames invvolving all around, And bolts of thunder of tremendous sound. Thy rapud dart can raise the hair upright, And shake the heart of man with wild affright. Sudden, unconquer'd, holy, thund'ring God, With noise unbounded flying all abroad; With all-devouring force, entire and strong, Horrid, untam'd, thou roll'st the flames along. Rapid, etherial bolt, descending fire, The earth, all-parent, trembles at thine ire; The sea all-shining,and each beast, that hears The sound terrific, with dread horror fears: When Nature's face is bright with flashing fire, And in the heav'ns resound thy thunders dire. Thy thunders white the azure garmens tear, And burst the veil of all-surround air. O Jove, all-blessed, may thy wrath severe, Hurl'd in the bosom of the deep appear, And on tops of mountains be reveal'd, For thy strong arm is not from us conceal'd. Propitious to these sacred rites incline, And to thy suppliants grant a life divine, Add royal health, and gentle peace beside, With upright reas'ning for a constant guide.

A HYMN

Pluto, magnanimous, whose realms profound Are fix'd beneath the firm and solid ground, In the Tartarean plains remote from sight, And wrapt for ever in the depths of night. Terrestrial Jove, thy sacred ear incline, And pleas'd accept these sacred rites divine. Earth's keys to thee, illustrious king, belong, Its secret gates unlocking, deep and strong. 'Tis thine abundant annual fruits to bear, For needy mortals are thy constant care. To thee, great king, all-sov'reign Earth assign'd, The seat of Gods and basis of mankind. Thy throne is fix'd in Hades' dismal plains, Distant, unknown to rest, where darkness reigns; Where, destitute of breath, pale sceptres dwell, In endless, dire, inexorable hell; And in dread Acheron, whose depths obscure, Earth's stable roots eternally secure. O mighty dæmon, whose decision dread, The future fate determines of the dead, With captive Proserpine, thro' grassy plains, Drawn in a four-yok'd car with loosen'd reins, Rapt o'er the deep, impell'd by love, you flew Till Eleusina's city rose to view: There, in a wondrous cave obscure and deep, The sacred maid secure from search you keep, The cave of Atthis, whose wide gates display An entrance to the kingdoms void of day. Of works unseen and seen thy power alone To be the great dispensing source is known. All-ruling, holy God, with glory bright, Thee sacred poets and their hymns delight, Propitious to thy mystics' works incline, Rejoicing come, for holy rites are thine.

THE FUMIGATION FROM MYRRH

Hear, Neptune, ruler of the sea profound, Whose liquid grasp begirds the solid ground; Who, at the bottom of the stormy main, Dark and deep-bosom'd hold'st thy wat'ry reign. Thy awful hand the brazen trident bears, And Ocean's utmost bound thy will reveres. Thee I invoke, whose steeds the foam divide, From whose dark locks the briny waters glide; Whose voice, loud sounding thro' the roaring deep, Drives all its billows in a raging heap; When fiercely riding thro' the boiling sea, Thy hoarse command the trenbling waves obey. Earth-shaking, dark-hair'd God, the liquid plains (The third division) Fate to thee ordains. 'Tis thine, cerulean dæmon, to survey, Well-pleas'd, the monsters of the ocean play. Confirm earth's basis, and with prosp'rous gales Waft ships along, and swell the spacious sails; Add gentle Peace, and fair-hair'd Health beside, And pour abundance in a blameless tide.

THE FUMIGATION FROM AROMATICS

O royal Juno, of majestic mien, Aerial-form'd, divine, Jove's blessed queen, Thron'd in the bosom of cerulean air, The race of mortals is thy constant care. The cooling gales thy pow'r alone inspires, Which nourish life, which ev'ry life desires. Mother of show'rs and winds, from thee alone, Producing all things, mortal life is known: All natures share thy temp'rament divine, And universal sway alone is thine, With sounding blasts of wind, the swelling sea And rolling rivers roar when shook by thee. Come, blessed Goddess, fam'd almighty queen, With aspect kind, rejoicing and serene.

THE FUMIGATION FROM STORAX

O Jove, much-honour'd, Jove supremely great, To thee our holy rites we consecrate, Our pray'rs and expiations, king divine For all things to produce with ease thro' mind is thine. Hence mother Earth and mountains swelling high Proceed from thee, the deep and all within the sky. Saturnian king, descending from above, Magnanimous, commanding, sceptred Jove; All-parent, principle and end of all, Whose pow'r almighty shakes this earthly ball; Ev'n Nature trembles at thy mighty nod, Loud-sounding, arm'd with light'ning, thund'ring God. Source of abundance, purifying king, O various-form'd, from whom all natures spring; Propitious hear my pray'r, give blameless health, With peace divine, and necessary wealth.