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Some thoughtlessly proclaim the Muses nine:
A tenth is Sappho, maid divine.
Some thoughtlessly proclaim the Muses nine:
A tenth is Sappho, maid divine.
Speak of the gods as they are.
Speak of the gods as they are.
Cupid is a casuist, a mystic, and a cabalist,--
Can your lurking thought surprise,
And interpret your read more
Cupid is a casuist, a mystic, and a cabalist,--
Can your lurking thought surprise,
And interpret your device,
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All things wait for and divine him,--
How shall I dare to malign him?
When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.
When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.
Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.
Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.
The Graces, three erewhile, are three no more;
A fourth is come with perfume sprinkled o'er.
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The Graces, three erewhile, are three no more;
A fourth is come with perfume sprinkled o'er.
'Tis Berenice blest and fair; were she
Away the Graces would no Graces be.
Never, believe me,
Appear the Immortals,
Never alone.
Never, believe me,
Appear the Immortals,
Never alone.
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
And that dismal cry rose slowly
And sank slowly through the air,
Full of spirit's melancholy
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And that dismal cry rose slowly
And sank slowly through the air,
Full of spirit's melancholy
And eternity's despair!
And they heart the words it said--
Pan is dead! great Pan is dead!
Pan, Pan is dead!
