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Blessed singer,
smile on this song.
Illustrious power,
rape avenger,
God of shining health,
evergreen of wealth,
play your golden lyre.
Dragon slayer,
father of oracles,
archer with arrows of light,
sun prince of Mousai,
drive away all diseases.
Golden haired
wonder,
you see all within
and all beneath the sky.
Your omens guide us
to purity and goodness.
You watch ceaseless
light
and the mysteries of Earth.
Your keen eyes pierce
silent night.
You are the root
of stars and space.
You inspire Nature's music
with your ringing lyre.
Seeds, plows,
flourishing fields
glistening at dawn,
belong to you.
You are dolphin,
bay and laurel.
You are palm tree,
swan and hawk.
You are mouse and
snake.
You are wolf and deer.
You are crow, raven,
grasshopper and griffin.
Always everywhere
you give subtle advice
through oracles, dreams,
and bird flight.
Teach us the science
of harmonies and limits.
Tune winter's deep string
to spring's sweetness.
Strike summer's
purest chord.
Let the wind song
of the syrinx sing
a dance for Pan.
Keeper of the seal
that stamps the world with forms,
hear our song
and save us.
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