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HYMN OF THE CURETES, by                    
First Line: "hail to thee, boy, mighty one!"
Last Line: Gladdened by our dance and song
Subject(s): Religion;rites & Ceremonies; Theology


HAIL to thee, Boy, Mighty One!
Glory to thee, Cronus' son!
Joy and strength, thou comest here,
Leading on thy spirit-throng;
Visit Dikte year by year,
Gladdened by our dance and song.

For we interweave for thee
Hymn on flute and string;
Round thy well-built altar we
Set our choir and sing.
Hail to thee, Boy, Mighty One!
Glory to thee, Cronus' son!
Joy and strength, thou comest here,
Leading on thy spirit-throng;
Visit us another year,
Gladdened by our dance and song.

Here thy shielded nurses took
Thee, immortal child,
From thy mother, and they shook
Earth with leapings wild.
Hail to thee, Boy, Mighty One!
Glory to thee, Cronus' son!
Joy and strength, thou comest here,
Leading on thy spirit-throng;
Visit us another year,
Gladdened by our dance and song.

Crops were bursting every year,
Justice governed men;
Peace, the giver of good cheer,
Ruled all creatures then.
Hail to thee, Boy, Mighty One!
Glory to thee, Cronus' son!
Joy and strength, thou comest here,
Leading on thy spirit-throng;
Visit us another year,
Gladdened by our dance and song.

Leap to fill our vats, and leap
For our crops of fruit;
Leap for herds of fleecy sheep,
Leap for swelling root.
Hail to thee, Boy, Mighty One!
Glory to thee, Cronus' son!
Joy and strength, thou comest here,
Leading on thy spirit-throng;
Visit us another year,
Gladdened by our dance and song.

Leap for cities of our men,
Leap for ships at sea;
Leap for each young citizen;
Let Right honoured be.
Hail to thee, Boy, Mighty One!
Glory to thee, Cronus' son!
Joy and strength, thou comest here,
Leading on thy spirit-throng;
Visit us another year,
Gladdened by our dance and song.





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