Mythology & Folklore
Great God Pan
From Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan Age, ed. A. H. Bullen (London: Nimmo, 1889)
Mythology & Folklore
Sing his praises that doth keep
Our flocks from harm,
Pan, the father of our sheep;
And arm in arm
Tread we softly in a round,
Whilst the hollow neighbouring ground
Fills the music with her sound.
Pan, oh, great god Pan, to thee
Thus do we sing!
Thou that keep'st us chaste and free
As the young spring;
Ever be thy honour spoke,
From that place the morn is broke,
To that place day doth unyoke!
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Fletcher, John. “Great God Pan.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/fletcher_j/10/.
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Fletcher, John. “Great God Pan.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/fletcher_j/10/.
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