Hymn to Pan

HUMN TO PAN My body, weary of empty clasp, Strong as a lion and sharp as an asp— ' Come, O come! Tam numb With the lonely lust of devildom. ; ‘Thrust thy 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 madaess and mystery, j © Pan! Io Pan! To Pan! Io Pan Pan! Pan Pan! Pan, Tamaman: Do as thou wilt, as a great god can, Pan! Io Pan! To Pan! Io Pan Pan! Iam 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. Tam Pan! IoPan! Jo Pan Pan! Pan! Tam thy mate, I am thy man, Goat of thy flock, I am gold, I am god, Flesh to thy bone; flower to thy rod. a With hoofs of steel I race on the rocks Through solstice stubborn to equinox. Z And I rave; and I rape and I rip and I rend : Everlasting, world without end, 2 In the might of Pan. :