HYMN TO PAN 
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SOPH. AJ. 
Thrill with lissome lust of the light, 
O man ! My man ! 
Corne careering out of the night 
Of Pan ! Io Pan! 
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Corne over the sea 
From Sicily and from Arcady ! 
Roaming as Racchus, with fauns and pards 
And nymphs and satyrs for thy gnards, 
On a milk-white ass, corne over the sea 
To me, to me, 
Corne with Apollo in hridal dress 
(Shepherdess and pythoness) 
Corne with Artémis, silken shod, 
And wash thy white thigh, beautiful God, 
In the moon of the woods, on the marble mount, 
The dimpled dawn of the amber fount! 
Dip the purple of passionate prayer 
In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare, 
The soûl that startles in eyes of blue 
VII