Hymn To Pan

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    Thrill with lissome lust of the light
    Oh man! My man!
    Come careering out of the night
    Of Pan! Io Pan

    Io Pan! Io Pan! Come over the sea
    From Sicily and from Arcady!
    Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
    And nymphs and styrs for thy guards

    On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
    To me, to me
    Come with Apollo in bridal dress
    (Spheperdess and pythoness)

    Come with Artemis, silken shod
    And wash thy white thigh, beautiful God
    In the moon, of the woods, on the marble mount
    The dimpled dawn of of the amber fount!

    Dip the purple of passionate prayer
    In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare
    The soul that startles in eyes of blue
    To watch thy wantoness weeping through

    The tangled grove, the gnarled bole
    Of the living tree that is spirit and soul
    And body and brain come over the sea
    (Io Pan! Io Pan!)

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    Devil or God, to me, to me
    My man! My man!
    Come with trumpets sounding shrill
    Over the hill!

    Come with drums low muttering
    From the spring!
    Come with flute and come with pipe!
    Am I not ripe?

    I, who wait and writhe and wrestle
    With air that hath no boughs to nestle
    My body, weary of empty clasp
    Strong as a lion, and sharp as an asp

    Come, O come!
    I am numb
    With the lonely lust of devildom
    Thrust the sword through the galling fetter

    All devourer, all begetter
    Give me the sign of the open eye
    And the token erect of thorny thigh
    And the word of madness and mystery

    O pan! Io Pan!
    Io Pan! Io Pan! Pan Pan! Pan
    I am a man
    Do as thou wilt, as a great God can

    O Pan! Io Pan!
    Io pan! Io Pan Pan! I am awake
    In the grip of the snake
    The eagle slashes with beak and claw

    The gods withdraw
    The great beasts come, Io Pan! I am borne
    To death on the horn
    Of the Unicorn

    I am Pan! Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan!
    I am thy mate, I am thy man
    Goat of thy flock, I am gold, I am God
    Flesh to thy bone, flower to thy rod

    With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks
    Through solstice stubborn to equinox
    And I rave; and I rape and I rip and I rend
    Everlasting, world without end

    Mannikin, maiden, maenad, man
    In the might of Pan
    Io Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan! Io Pan!

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