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1947 · PDF PAGE 5

The Last Ritual

HYMN TO PAN Thrill with lissome lust of the light, O 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 the amber fount ! Dip the purple …

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1947 · PDF PAGE 10

The Last Ritual

…hin us, force of energy, fire of motion ; with diligence let us ever labour with thee, that we may remain in thine abundant joy. Lady of night, that turning ever about us art now visible and now invisible in thy season, be thou favourable to hunters, and lovers, and to all men that toil upon the earth, and to all mariners upon the sea. Lord of Life and Joy, that art the might of man, that art the essence of every true god that is upon the surface of the Earth, continuing knowledge from generation to generation, thou adored of us upon heaths and…

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1947 · PDF PAGE 8

The Last Ritual

seen of the seeing. Also I have a secret glory for them that love me. But to love me is better than all things : if under the night stars in the desert thou presently burnest mine incense before me, invoking me with a pure heart, and the Serpent flame therein, thou shalt come a little to lie in my bosom. For one kiss wilt thou then be willing to give all ; but whoso gives one particle of dust shall lose all in that hour. Behold ! the rituals of the old time are black. Let the evil ones be cast away ; let the good ones be purged by the prophet !…

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