And so hail to you, Dionysus, god of abundant clusters! Grant that we may come again rejoicing
to this season, and from that season onwards for many a year."
For some say, at Dracanum; and some, on windy Icarus; and some, in Naxos, O Heaven-born, Insewn;
and others by the deep-eddying river Alpheus that pregnant Semele bare you to Zeus the
thunder-lover. And others yet, lord, say you were born in Thebes; but all these lie. The Father of
men and gods gave you birth remote from men and secretly from white-armed Hera. There is a certain
Nysa, a mountain most high and richly grown with woods, far off in Phoenice, near the streams of
'and men will lay up for her many offerings in her shrines. And as these things are three, so
shall mortals ever sacrifice perfect hecatombs to you at your feasts each three years.'
The Son of Kronos spoke and nodded with his dark brows. And the divine locks of the king flowed
forward from his immortal head, and he made great Olympus reel. So spake wise Zeus and ordained it
with a nod.
Be favorable, O Insewn, Inspirer of frenzied women! we singers sing of you as we begin and as we
end a strain, and none forgetting you may call holy song to mind. And so, farewell, Dionysus,
Insewn, with your mother Semele whom men call Thyone."
Homer, Hymns to Dionysos
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