Orpheus Hymn.
O King of Heaven and Hell, of Sea and Earth!
O King of Heaven and Hell, of Sea and Earth! who shak'st the world when
thou shout'st Thunder forth; whom Devils dread, and Hosts of Heaven praise, whom Fate
(which masters all things else) obeys: Eternal Cause! who on the Winds dost ride, and Natures face wit,
thick dark Clouds dost hide; Cleaving the Air with Balls of dreadful Fire; Guiding the Stars which
run, and never tire. About thy Throne bright Angels stand, and Bow to be dispatch'd to Mortals here below.
Thy early
Spring in Purple robes comes forth: Thy
Summers South does conquer all the
North:
And though thy
Winter freeze the Hearts of Men, glad wine, from
Autumn cheers them up agen.
