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They are based on the beliefs of ترانيم, a mystery cult or religious philosophy which claimed descent from the teachings of the mythical hero Orpheus. The Hymns of Orpheus, ترانيم.

The hymns are "Homeric" in the sense that they employ the same epic meter— dactylic hexameter —as the Iliad and Odyssey , use many similar formulas and are couched in the same dialect. While the modern scholarly consensus is that they were not written during the lifetime of Homer himself, they were uncritically attributed to him in antiquity—from the earliest written reference to them, Thucydides iii. Verrall noted in , [1] "that is to say, it has come down labeled as 'Homer' from the earliest times of Greek book-literature. The oldest of the hymns were probably written in the seventh century BC, somewhat later than Hesiod and the usually accepted date for the writing down of the Homeric epics. This still places the older Homeric Hymns among the oldest monuments of Greek literature ; but although most of them were composed in the seventh and sixth centuries, a few may be Hellenistic , and the Hymn to Ares might be a late pagan work, inserted when it was observed that a hymn to Ares was lacking. The hymns to Helios and Selene are also thought to have been composed a bit later than the others, but earlier than the one to Ares. The hymns, which must be the remains of a once more strongly represented genre, vary widely in length, some being as brief as three or four lines, while others are in excess of five hundred lines.

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From eyes obscure thou wip'st the gloom of night, ترانيم splendour, pure and holy light Hence Phanes call'd, the glory of the sky, on waving pinions thro' the world you fly, ترانيم.

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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright nd may all your Christmases be white I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know May your days be merry and bright nd may all your Christmases be white I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, With every Christmas card I write May your days be merry and bright nd may all your Christmases be white May your days be merry and bright nd may all your Christmases be white May your days be merry and bright nd may all your Christmases be white nd may all your Christmases be white all your Christmases be white nd may all your Christmases be white all your Christmases be white nd may all your Christmases be white all your Christmases be white nd may all your Christmases be ll your Christmases be white ll your Christmases be white. He has made me glad, He has made me glad, I will rejoice for He has made me glad. George Duffield. Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! O What fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! O What fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh. Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh Over the fields we go, Laughing all the way.

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The Fumigation from Aromatics. To Eros Love Queen of the stars, all-wife Diana hail! Toggle limited content width. The Hymns of Orpheus. Saturnian [Kronion] king, descending from above, magnanimous, commanding, sceptred Jove [Zeus]; 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. Without a father of thy wond'rous frame, thyself the father whence thy essence came. O pow'r all-ruling, holy, honor'd light, thee sacred poets and their hymns delight: Propitious to thy mystic's works incline, rejoicing come, for holy rites are thine. Thou joy'st in mountains and tumultuous fight, and mankind's horrid howlings, thee delight. Celestial stars, the progeny of Night [Nyx], in whirling circles beaming far your light, Refulgent rays around the heav'ns ye throw, eternal fires, the source of all below. Self-born, with primogenial fires you shine, and various names and strength of heart are thine. Mother of ages, fruit-producing Moon [Mene], whose amber orb makes Night's reflected noon: Lover of horses, splendid, queen of Night, all-seeing pow'r bedeck'd with starry light. To Silenus, Satyr, Bacchae

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I Call the mighty, holy, splendid light, aerial, dreadful-sounding, fiery-bright; Flaming, aerial-light, with angry voice, lightning thro' lucid clouds with horrid noise. To Proteus Collection of ancient Greek hymns. O Jove [Zeus], all-blessed, may thy wrath severe, hurl'd in the bosom of the deep appear, And on the tops of mountains be reveal'd, for thy strong arm is not from us conceal'd. The world's key-bearer never doom'd to fail On the rough rock to wander thee delights, leader and nurse be present to our rites Propitious grant our just desires success, accept our homage, and the incense bless. Hear, blessed Goddess, send a rich increase of various fruits from earth, with lovely Peace; Send Health with gentle hand, and crown my life with blest abundance, free from noisy strife; Last in extreme old age the prey of Death, dismiss we willing to the realms beneath, To thy fair palace, and the blissful plains where happy spirits dwell, and Pluto [Plouton] reigns. To Themis Custom Propitious on these mystic labours shine, and bless thy suppliants with a life divine. Wikisource has original works by or about: Homer. Daughter of great Protogonus, divine, illustrious Rhea, to my pray'r incline, Who driv'st thy holy car with speed along, drawn by fierce lions, terrible and strong. A chance discovery in Moscow in recovered the two hymns that open the collection, the fragmentary To Dionysus and To Demeter complete save some lacunose lines , in a single fifteenth-century manuscript. To Ares