Sing, O Muse, of the Oinotrophoi: the blessed princesses of starry Delos who knew great fortune and great adversity.
It was known that the three lovely maidens were servants of Lord Dionysos and so were rewarded for their piety with gifts no mere mortal had held before!
Elais could make the oil of olives come forth with a single touch.
Spermo was blessed with the ability to bring forth grain.
Oeno need only will wine bleed forth from Mother Earth and it was done.
Fertile, beautiful, and blessed with miracles to equal these traits the Delian princesses gained renown everywhere bread-eating mortals told tales of wonders.
But fame can bring predatory attention and so it was that wide-ruling Agamemnon demanded the Oinotrophoi be brought to him to feed his soldiers with their powers.
They fled far and wide but alas the princesses were turned in by their brother for fear of violence and the helpless maidens were brought to the vicious king.
Fettered and enslaved, the girls’ faith proved the only source of salvation!
“Save us, Father Bakchos! Release us from our bonds, O Lord!” they cried out with their fair arms held up to the sky!
What was caused by miracles had been resolved by one as the most wondrous thing had occurred!
Skin gave way to plumage, arms gave way to wings, and before all mortal eyes the Delian princesses became doves and flew to freedom!
The love of Dionysos for His people knows no bounds and so it was that the Oinotrophoi were freed from their tribulations!
Hail to the Oinotrophoi who fought hard to avoid having their blessed gifts be abused!
We praise you in song! But we shall call to our minds both you and another song!