IV. I feed the clouds, the rainbows and the flowers With their ætherial colours; the Moon's globe And the pure stars in their eternal bowers Are cinctured with my power as with a robe; Whatever lamps on Earth or Heaven may shine, Are portions of one power, which is mine. V. I stand at noon upon the peak of Heaven, For grief that I depart they weep and frown: VI. I am the eye with which the Universe All prophecy, all medicine are mine, HYMN OF PAN. I. FROM the forests and highlands We come, we come ; From the river-girt islands, Where loud waves are dumb Listening to my sweet pipings. The wind in the reeds and the rushes, Listening to my sweet pipings. II. Liquid Peneus was flowing, And all dark Tempe lay In Pelion's shadow, outgrowing The light of the dying day, Speeded by my sweet pipings. The Sileni, and Sylvans, and Fauns, And the Nymphs of the woods and waves, To the edge of the moist river-lawns, III. I sang of the dancing stars, I sang of the dædal Earth, And of Heaven and the giant wars, And Love, and Death, and Birth, And then I changed my pipings,Singing how down the vale of Menalus I pursued a maiden and clasped a reed: Gods and men, we are all deluded thus ! It breaks in our bosom and then we bleed: All wept, as I think both ye now would, At the sorrow of my sweet pipings. THE TWO SPIRITS. AN ALLEGORY. FIRST SPIRIT. O THOU, who plumed with strong desire Bright are the regions of the air, SECOND SPIRIT. The deathless stars are bright above; And the moon will smile with gentle light On my golden plumes where'er they move; The meteors will linger round my flight, And make night day. SONG OF PROSERPINE, WHILE GATHERING FLOWERS ON THE PLAIN OF ENNA. I. SACRED Goddess, Mother Earth, Thou from whose immortal bosom, II. If with mists of evening dew Thou dost nourish these young flowers Breathe thine influence most divine |