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Coph Nia - Hymn to Pan lyrics
hrill with the 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 satyrs for thy guards,
 On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
 To me, to me,
 Come with Apollo in bridal dress
 (Shepherdess and pythoness)
 Come with Artemis, silken shod,
 And wash thy white thigh, beautifal God,
 In the moon of the woods, on the marble mount,
 The dimpled dawn 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 wantonness 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!)
 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 nestleCoph Nia - Hymn to Pan - http://motolyrics.com/coph-nia/hymn-to-pan-lyrics.html
 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! 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.
 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!










