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Hymn to Pan
… 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 so…
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